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Volume Four, Volume 13, Chapter 11, Wangxiang Terrace

In the charity house, rain poured down wildly, washing the ground over and over again.

At this time, Xuanyin was walking indoors against the wall. She left the restaurant and walked to the corridor outside.

And through a wall, there is the parking lot of coffins.

At this moment, the only sound between heaven and earth is the sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

Leaning against the wall is to avoid something...thing from behind...

Something that shouldn't be...

However, when she walked through one corner and was about to turn into another corridor, suddenly, a hand... suddenly covered her mouth with a sudden hand!

After a long time...

Xiahou Jiaoyan, with a group of servants, returned to the original restaurant.

However, Xuanyin was no longer there.

"What's going on?" Xiahou Jiaoyan immediately said to Thirty-Six and Thirty-Six: "Go and find her!"

"yes!"

"Wait..." Xiahou Jiao Yan waved his hand: "Everyone will go! If you can't find it in the charity village, bring an umbrella out to find it! No matter what, you must find her! No matter what!"

At this time, Xuanyin was pulled into the room she had placed in the charity village.

Then, she saw the other party clearly.

"It's...you!"

The man in black hood.

No... At this moment, he is also wearing a red dress.

"I warned you." The man in red said to Aoin coldly: "And you ignore my words."

Then, he grabbed her neck and then lifted her up!

"No...let me... let go..."

But at this moment, a sound came from outside.

"Miss Xiahou, are you here?"

The man let go of his hand and then said, "Tell her you're fine. Say an extra word and I'll kill you immediately."

His hands were still pinching tightly. It was easy for him to kill her.

"You... won't you kill me?"

"Won't."

For some reason, Aoyin believed his words. Then, she said to the outside, "Thirty-four, I'm in the room."

"Miss Xiahou, are you okay?"

"No...just, I can't eat."

"It's fine if you're fine. Then I'll bring the food to your room."

"No need...I, I can't eat..."

After finally sending Thirty-four away, he looked at the man in red in front of him and said, "You are from the Xiahou family, aren't you?"

"yes."

"I am also from the Xiahou family."

"so what?"

The man in red stared at Xuanyin coldly and said, "A merely a lowly family bloodline, who once left the family, does he still have shame and want to return to the family?"

"Sloppy? What do you mean?"

Then, the man in red grabbed Xuanyin's collar and said coldly: "Especially you... Xiahou Qinglian's granddaughter. This identity is the most hated to me."

But then, he changed his mind.

"I have given you a chance. But you chose to stay. Even now, even if you want to leave, it is absolutely impossible."

"What do you mean?"

"I want to get more 'maps'. Tomorrow's solar eclipse is an important day for me. I have been preparing for this day for many years."

"Is it a map again? What does the map mean?"

"You don't need to know. You just need to help me."

"Why should I do that?"

"Why?" The man in red seemed to hear the funnyest joke in the world, put his mouth to her ears, and said softly: "Don't you want to be chased by a demon, right?"

At this moment, her heart was beating wildly!

"When I first met you, I knew you were plagued by something."

"I...not..."

"Assist me and get a map that leads to 'Wangxiangtai'. I need that map. As long as you help me do all this, you will not be tracked by anything again."

Aoyin's body trembled.

Wangxiangtai? What is that? I haven’t heard of it at all?

"The most important thing now is that the coffin must be sent to the sect tomb intact. Absolutely, there cannot be a half-point difference."

That coffin again?

"If everything goes well... I will be the real 'king' tomorrow."

Xuanyin's body collapsed.

"And...you can rest assured for the time being. 'He' will not come to you for the time being."

Suzune finally gritted her teeth and nodded.

"I...I help you. But you must keep your promise!"

"I will be convinced."

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, Xuanyin suddenly asked, "What is your name?"

"Neon King. Xiahou Night King."

Xiahou Night King?

This strange name made Aoyin feel very strange.

"In this family, don't trust anyone. Remember...everyone."

When Xuanyin focused her eyes on the Night King again, she found that... he was gone.

Don't trust anyone...

Does that include yourself?

Xuanyin thought so.

It was around three o'clock in the afternoon.

The rain still did not stop.

However, Renshui Yizhuang welcomed a guest.

Xiahou Jiaoyan, with Xuanyin and a group of servants, held umbrellas and greeted him at the gate of the Yizhuang Village.

A large group of men in red, carrying a sedan chair, walked down from the mountain.

The real eight-carrying sedan chair!

Even in such a storm, the person carrying the sedan chair is still stable!

Soon after, the sedan chair was put down. Then, the curtain was lifted and a face appeared inside.

It’s... Xiahou Tailan!

"Welcome to Miss Tyran!"

A group of people led by Jiao Yan bowed and greeted each other.

Xiahou Jiaoyan is just a family member, while Xiahou Tailan is the real eldest daughter of the Zong family. Although they are all surnamed Xiahou, their status is completely different.

A woman in red immediately brought an umbrella to shelter her from the wind and rain.

"Jiao Yan... seems... I haven't seen each other for two years. Thank you for your hard work during this period."

Xiahou Jiaoyan raised his head, pressed his right hand on his heart, and said, "It is necessary to do his duty to guard Renshui Yizhuang for the Zong family."

"Although the climate is harsh today, I can no longer drag it. I have doubled the manpower and must bring the coffin to the tomb today."

“That’s natural.”

The wind was getting heavier and stronger, slashing on a person's face like a sickle, feeling a pain.

At this time, Xiahou Tailan's eyes were focused on Xuanyin behind Jiao Yan.

"Did you... still not leave?"

"I……"

"Forget it. Since it is your choice, then you will bear the consequences of the next one."

Then she looked at Xiahou Jiaoyan.

"Didn't the Night King... come?" Jiao Yan asked.

"He didn't come. I think he thought you and I were responsible for escorting him, and he was foolproof. He is now preparing for tomorrow's 'wedding'."

wedding?
Chapter completed!
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