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Feng Ling Jue said, "Isn't it so? Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of your day and night of tutelage? "

"Smooth talker."

Feng Ling Jue laid on the bed, and when he saw that Shen Qingchen was about to pick up the bed and spread it on the floor, he hooked his legs and wrapped them around Shen Qingchen's waist. Just as Shen Qingchen was about to snap out of his daze, Feng Ling Jue used a lot of strength to drag him backwards, causing Shen Qingchen's entire body to fall onto the bed.

Just as he was about to sit up and ask exactly, Feng Ling Jue had already sat up. He pressed his palm against Feng Ling Jue's chest, and then pushed him back down.

"Feng Ling Jue!"

Shen Qingchen's face darkened, as he forced the words out of his mouth.

"Why are you so angry?"

Feng Ling Jue said smilingly to Feng Ling Jue with a shy face and supported his forehead.

"How dare you!"

Shen Qingchen squinted his eyes, which were filled with anger, as a bit of a Ice seemed to be spreading in his cold eyes.

Feng Lingjue slowly stood up and Shen Qingchen, on guard, fiercely gouged out Feng Lingjue with his eyes.

"Here's the bed, I'll sleep on the floor."

Feng Ling Jue stood up from the bed, and said indifferently as he carried the scattered beds on the floor.

Shen Qingchen stared blankly. Seeing Feng Lingjue's somewhat clumsy bed, he really could not watch any longer. He turned his body around, and did not go to take a look.

He had blown out the candle, and the surrounding was pitch black. The moonlight shone in through the window, and when he turned around, he saw Shen Qingchen lying on the bed with his eyes closed. That cold and cheerless appearance made his heart tremble slightly.

The next day, Feng Ling Jue was kicked awake.

"Hurry up and get up. This time, you're not going to sleep in."

When Feng Lingjue opened his eyes, he saw that Shen Qingchen was holding onto a long sword, and was already dressed neatly to the side.

"Yes, yes, yes."

Feng Ling Jue rubbed his eyes as he slowly crawled out from under the blanket. Standing up, his loose clothes were half open, revealing his robust chest. He lazily yawned. "Where are you going today?"

"Put on your clothes first."

Shen Qingchen said indifferently.

Hearing that, Feng Ling Jue lowered his head to take a look, and then raised his head, his lips curling into a smile: "How is it? My figure isn't bad, right? "

"Shameless."

Shen Qingchen directly avoided Feng Ling Jue and walked towards the door.

"I'm shameless?"

Feng Lingju put on his clothes, packed his things, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and chased after her. He said unhappily, "My mouth is obviously fine, where are my teeth?"

Feng Ling Jue walked down the stairs and coincidentally saw Shen Qingchen settling the bill in front of the counter.

"Manager, have you heard of any monsters and ghosts around here?"

Shen Qingchen asked.

"Monster? In front of us, there is a city called Mausoleum City. These few days, there are many people who go missing in the city, but even from a distance, I only listen to the people who are traveling by using Mausoleum City to drink, whether it's true or false, I don't know. "

The shopkeeper thought for a moment, then said while stroking his goatee.

"Alright, thank you, Manager."

After Shen Qingchen finished speaking, just as he was about to turn around, he caught a glimpse of Feng Ling Jue who was walking down the stairs, "Let's go."

Feng Ling Jue answered and then hurriedly went downstairs.

Walking out of the inn, Feng Ling Jue placed his hands behind his head and leisurely asked: "Are you going to go to Mausoleum City now?"

"Yes."

Shen Qingchen responded simply with an expressionless face, then suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Ling Jue also stopped at the same time.

"I'm warning you one more time, this time the main goal is to get rid of the demons, so don't cause trouble."

Shen Qingchen had a deep experience of how thorny a person like Feng Ling Jue was.

"Understood."

Feng Ling Jue was a little helpless, why did Shen Qingchen think that he would get into trouble everywhere?

He was a dignified a generation of Devil Monarch, not a hooligan on the street. How could he cause trouble all day?

As the two of them entered the city, they saw that the Mausoleum City was rather flourishing, as people walked in and out of the city, with not a single sign of a fiendish demon calamity.

"Is there a mistake?"

Feng Ling Jue said.

"Let's find out first."

Shen Qingchen said indifferently, after he finished, he walked to the front.

Feng Ling looked at Shen Qingchen's back in despair and sighed. This person really doesn't listen to what others are saying.

Shen Qingchen went to a nearby restaurant to inquire about some things. Feng Ling Jue was walking along the street by himself, and when he saw a lady in red clothes selling hawthorn candy, he walked over naturally, and asked while smiling: "Miss, how much are you selling this hawthorn candy for?"

"Young master, this hawthorn candy costs two coins."

The lady in red was very pretty, her lips were red and her teeth were white, the red dress she wore was also very fitting, and her voice was as gentle as water.

"Give me one."

Feng Ling Jue said.

The lady in red sighed, then lowered her head and started to load the red hawthorn candy.

Feng Ling Jue picked one up, peeled it open and threw it into his mouth, enjoying the sour and sweet taste.

"Is Young Master from outside the city?"

The lady in red handed over the oil paper bag with hawthorn candy to Feng Lingjue, and asked.

"Yes, I just entered the city today."

Feng Ling Jue took out the money from his money bag.

"Then young master, you must be careful. Although that beautiful young woman is always a part of the plan, for a young man to be as beautiful as young master, he should still be careful. If there are no other important matters, you should quickly leave the Mausoleum City."

The lady in red smiled sweetly and reminded him.

"That?"

Feng Lingjue thought about it carefully and felt that something was amiss. Thinking about what the innkeeper had said before, he continued to ask, "What's wrong? Someone is missing here? "

"Yeah, right?"

The lady in red pouted, "And you specially picked young and beautiful ladies."

Feng Ling Jue leaned to the side, reached out his hand, and gently stroked the red dressed woman's chin, laughing: "That girl is so beautiful, aren't you afraid?"

"Damn."

The red dressed woman waved her handkerchief at Feng Ling Jue, and a burst of fragrance assaulted him, following that, she said, "Young Noble, the citizens of the city would never tell the news, seeing how sweet Young Noble's mouth is, I will secretly tell you, you are not allowed to tell anyone else."

"Fine, fine, I promise I won't tell anyone else."

Feng Lingjue extended two fingers and gave a firm guarantee. However, his guarantee always disappeared without a trace.

The red dressed lady waved at Feng Ling Jue, and Feng Ling Jue leaned over to listen, the red dressed lady exhaled a breath of hot air beside his ear, and Feng Ling Jue's expression did not change.

"About two months ago, there was a family of merchants that passed by the Mausoleum City. That merchant had two jade like daughters by his knee, and it is said that on the first night they lived in the Mausoleum City, the two daughters by the merchant's knees disappeared without a trace. No one could find them at first, but no one believed it at all.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]