Dao Chi looked at the doll in the hands of his disciple and his thick eyebrows jumped.

The doll's eyes are red and black, as if it is dripping blood. The demonic aura is obvious, but I don't know what level it has reached.

The red-robed Taoist looked extremely serious. His cuffs slipped and his left hand was already holding a hand of talisman.

Zhang Daolin thought of his meeting with Yan Luo this afternoon, so he whispered: "Teacher Daochi, you still need to look at Junior Brother Lan Yu."

He knew that Sima Mian Yin was Junior Brother Lan Yu’s teacher.

Then, Junior Brother Lan Yu...

I should cooperate with him.

Although Junior Brother Lan Yu himself doesn't know.

Dao Chi nodded and spit out a word: "Okay."

"Well, that crazy teacher, let's leave quickly."

"What a strong demonic atmosphere."

Zhang Daolin:...

...

Laurel Palace.

Lan Yu searched under the bed for a while, but found nothing, and thought for a while.

He clasped under the bed with a "bang", pretending to be touching something, but a doll slid out of his sleeve quickly.

The doll's eyes were light red, but it obviously looked like a demonic look.

This was made by friends Lan Yu who picked the hair of black cat sperm in the past few days. He even used a secret method to make it old, just for today.

The demonic doll is one of the rare treasures that the Taoist sects...

However, Lan Yu’s friend has even Lingtao who can increase his life by 300 years, let alone a demonic doll?

For the sake of the horse-faced master, he gritted his teeth and fucked hard this time.

The teacher is kind-hearted and unwilling to take revenge, so his disciple will serve him.

If it were someone else, this would really not be done.

However, Lan Yu's parents are immortals, and he has a strong background in the Taoist sect. He even had a one-year deal to exchange identities with the emperor, which shows how bold and arrogant he was.

Now his intention to catch monsters has faded. Fuck it. If it weren't for Teacher Mammon, I wouldn't know what kind of quagmire he would have been trapped in at this time.

parents?

What parents?

Others cut off their arm and humiliated themselves, but they ran away?

But Lan Yu is also a little strange.

Although he was preparing at that time, it went a little too smoothly.

Because the premise of this is to make sure he can come to the Laurel Palace to search, rather than go to the Star Palace.

Senior Brother Zhang just assigned himself here, and I think... God really helps me.

So, Lan Yu came out of the bed with a very solemn expression. When he walked out of the Laurel Palace, under the moonlight, the royal envoy quietly looked at the doll he held, and also showed an extremely cautious look.

He stood up and didn't even use his body skills. He just took a few big steps and came to Lan Yu's side, stared at the doll on Lan Yu's hand, and asked in a urn: "Master, is this?"

This envoy has seen the redness of the doll's pupils, and the red is inauspicious.

Lan Yu nodded: "It's a demonic spirit."

The offering is not doubtful.

Lan Yu's identity.

Lan Yu's arm was broken because of the demon.

The preciousness of the evil doll.

All things show one thing: Lan Yu cannot lie!

Even if the worship reaches its peak, it will be a little surprised at this moment.

The mother of the country is a demon, this matter...

He couldn't help looking back at the moon in the sky.

The bright moon is bright, just a few black clouds float by, and some shadows that seem to exist or not are thrown into the world, and it is impossible to distinguish them.

...

East banquet.

Wen Yi sat in the first seat dignified and generously.

Xia Ning was the first in the right corner. She looked at the delicious food on the table and chewed slowly.

Wen Yi suddenly said, "My sister has been in the palace for almost ten years, right?"

Xia Ning calculated and responded politely: "In the winter of 198 of the Great Zhou calendar, I entered the palace, and that day was also the first snow to clear."

Wen Yi's expression remained unchanged and he smiled.

But I snorted coldly in my heart: Ten is the most important thing, just ten years ago, and God is going to take you, the vixen.

"My sister remembers it clearly. It's only been ten years. Why hasn't I ever seen my sister pregnant?

Is it somewhere that is inappropriate?

My sister can tell me, maybe I can help you.

In this palace, the emperor is the greatest, and it would be inappropriate for those who are concubines to help the royal family continue their descendants."

Xia Ning was silent, but did not speak.

Wen Yi thoughtfully, the strong man in the Blood Clothing Tower was almost here. By this time tomorrow, I am afraid that the situation in this palace will be completely reversed.

The queen glanced at the audience.

He had a gaze with a concubine beside Xia Ning.

The concubine stood up knowingly, held half a glass of fruit wine in her hand and came to Ning Fei's side, and then said, "It's hard for me to see Ning Fei's sister on weekdays. Since it's New Year's Eve today, I'll come up to toast a glass..."

Xia Ning also went to get the wine glass with both hands.

But suddenly, she felt a chill on her face, and the hot wine rushed straight into her pupils, and even the faint gouache on her face was washed away.

The concubine's urgent voice sounded in her ears: "Sister Ning Concubine, little sister... the little sister trembled accidentally, I'm sorry."

Xia Ning rubbed his eyes, and his eyes were so hot that he rubbed it twice, and tears were all flowing down his eyes.

She hasn't spoken yet.

The queen at the main table had already spoken: "Sister Ning Concubine, Concubine Zhen accidentally poured wine, but it was indeed an unintentional act. Can you forgive her?"

She had a constant smile on her face.

But I feel very happy.

I have been enduring for ten years and now I should collect interest first.

The concubines were all human spirits, and soon they started talking and talking.

"Today is New Year's Eve, and Concubine Zhen also failed to toast her sister. She is so unspeakable, but she is angry?"

"Look at how pitiful Sister Zhenfei is, she looks at her at a loss when she stands there."

"Yes, Sister Ning Fei can be liked by the emperor very much, so she naturally looks down on us young sisters."

"On New Year's Eve, we are reunited, but Sister Ning looks unhappy. After all, she is a small family."

"How could you be unhappy when the Great Zhou Dynasty is prosperous and the whole world is celebrating together? Sister Ning Fei is having fun with everyone, hehehe."

"But, Sister Ning seems to be crying, she is very sad."

"No, what a shameful sceneries crying on these great days."

The concubines were not panicked at all.

They knew the situation very clearly.

The harem of Queenstown is even more supported by Dingbei Hou in the background.

Xia Ning seems to be glorious, but in fact she has no background. Moreover, the queen has not moved for ten years. She suddenly seems to be like this today. She must be very sure that she can suppress Concubine Ning in a very short time and even enter the cold palace.

The concubines had a good sense of smell, and everyone pushed them down, let alone such a vixen who had been cursed by them thousands of times?

Now is the time to finish the fight.

However, Zhenfei was just right, with a smile on her face. Looking at Xia Ning, who was splashed with wine, she smiled and raised her voice: "Sister Ning Fei, can you forgive me? My sister really didn't do it on purpose."

Xia Ning just rubbed his eyes.

The queen looked down at it all, smiling, she was in control.

The emperor will come later. If he saw this scene, he would not think of Concubine Zhen, but would only feel that on such a festive day, Concubine Ning was crying, and even had a strong smell of alcohol on her body, but she was not happy.

Wen Yi leaned forward slightly and said with an oppressive momentum: "What? Sister? Could it be that Concubine Zhen still kneels down to you? As the person next to the emperor, this is too small, right?"

She wants to anger Xia Ning and make her make a big fuss.

Thinking of this, she stood up and walked to Xia Ning, looking down at the charming girl. She raised the wine glass in her hand and the wine was splashed on top of Xia Ning's head, slowly watering and flowing.

"I was also accidentally, will my sister forgive me?"

The queen smiled and asked with superiority.

Xia Ning slowly pushed her hair away with her palm, revealing a blood-red and weird pupil. She gently spit out a word: "No."
Chapter completed!