As the morning bird chirped, time passed slowly, and the sun's crimson face gradually turned yellow. The pen and the fun pavilion www.biquge.info golden yellow appeared, and wisps of golden light fell from the sky and instantly covered the earth.

With the presence of sunlight, everything will become brilliant and colorful, and the hustle and bustle of the earth will be rekindled. The same is true of life, life in the sun is more vibrant than in the dark.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan was lying in an antique incense room, and the house was made of sandalwood wood. The smooth vermilion wall, pasted with several empty landscape paintings, shades of ink, with the outline of the brushwork, green mountains and green waters, lush grass and trees, can be described as vivid.

The warm sunlight reflects the wood, into the hollow carved window, the yellow light into the carved window, instantly into a ray of red light, the red light makes the boudoir like a layer of morning glow.

In the center of the room, there was a table with short legs, perhaps because of its short legs, and instead of chairs, there was a butt-sized pile blanket under the table.

The fluffy blanket is all made of mink velvet, with soft cloud hair and smooth slimming, which makes people feel very comfortable.

On the short-legged table, there are some fresh fruits, yellow orange kumquats, dark purple black grapes, pink lotus mist, and so on. These delicious fruits are enough to make the population gurgle when they look at it.

Not far from it, there is also a screen, the screen has four folds, each fold is painted with the same plant, and this same plant is the peony. Although it is a plant, it has four colors, namely green, yellow, flesh red, and deep red, which can be described as bright blooming and colorful.

At this moment, a beautiful shadow was reflected on the Zhu Gate, and the Qingyi Shura Mu Ling of the Tianxiang Pavilion wrapped in green yarn slowly raised his onion finger and pushed the door open.

She was still wearing a blue robe, and the silky fabric was soft against her delicate body. Reflecting the slanting sun, the smooth neck seems to have been washed by milk.

The most touching thing is that every movement of her delicate body is like a delicate flower swaying in the wind, which is slowly blooming.

When you enter the door, you will be greeted by a fragrant breeze.

Her gaze was always deep inside, because she knew that there was a person inside, and that person was the person she was going to see today.

After passing the short-legged table, she came directly to the back of the screen, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Zhuo Yifan, because she had been incense yesterday and had not yet woken up, and was still lying on the bed at this time.

Although Mu Ling didn't see his face, he smiled proudly at the corner of his mouth when he saw him sleepy.

She gently stepped forward and slowly turned Zhuo Yifan, who was facing the wall sideways, over. She took out a cyan sachet from her arms, then leaned down and stretched the sachet in her hand to Zhuo Yifan's nose.

At this moment, she suddenly froze, because she arrived at a familiar face, which had disappeared in front of her for more than a year.

When I saw this face for the first time, I remembered the night when I pretended to be a green-clothed Shura and started with Qiu Wancheng, the master of the Flying Dragon Gate. Because Zhuo Yifan called out the name of his sister Xiangyi at that time, she brought him to Tianxiang Pavilion Red Sleeve Village, which was originally the residence of the red-clothed Shura Yu Menglian.

The red-clothed Shura Yu Menglian is the eldest aunt of the Seven Great Fairies of Tianxiang Pavilion, and was imprisoned by the grandmother of Tianxiang Pavilion because she fell in love with a man.

Since Yu Menglian was imprisoned, everything here has been redistributed to other Shura, and the place of Green Sleeves Fang has been given to Green Shura Xiangyi.

At this time, the place where Zhuo Yifan was lying was the place that was assigned to the Tsing Yi Shura Mu Ling, and she named it the Green Sleeve Fang, which was only one word different from the Green Sleeve Fang of the Green Shura Xiangyi.

Whether it is the Green Sleeve Workshop or the Green Sleeve Workshop, they are all part of the original Aunt Yu Menglian Red Clothes Village.

They grew up together since childhood, for some reason, Mu Ling has to compare with Xiangyi everywhere, but she is defeated everywhere, whether it is in terms of status, name, or appearance, as long as there is Xiangyi, she can only be reduced to the second, and she will never turn over the second!

This also made the competitive Mu Ling secretly swear that he must be above Xiangyi, and he would also suppress her to take revenge on her.

That's why she used the name of Xiangyi to go to Qiu Wancheng that night, just to make her and Qiu Wancheng enemies, blame her, and profit from it.

Although she was defeated by Qiu Wancheng, she did not expect that she met Zhuo Yifan unexpectedly. And because she looked like Xiangyi that day, Zhuo Yifan mistook her for Xiangyi, and this unexpected misunderstanding surprised Mu Ling, who had been in a failed situation.

Because there is a rule in Tianxiang Pavilion, that is, do not call individuals by their names, even if they go out to do tasks, they all use the name of Tianxiang Pavilion, and it is impossible for outsiders to know the real names of the people inside Tianxiang Pavilion.

???? Otherwise, when Tsing Yi Shura Mu Ling was about to kill Zhuo Yifan that night, the sword suddenly stopped in mid-air, just because Zhuo Yifan shouted Xiangyi's name.

can call out the name of her sister Xiangyi, it can be seen that the two know each other, and the relationship is not shallow. Mu Ling wanted to take the opportunity to find out about the relationship between this person and her, but unfortunately she was taken away by her sister Xiangyi first, which made Tsing Yi Shura Mu Ling very angry.

But as the younger sister of the green-clothed Shura, her seniority and martial arts are lower than her, so Mu Ling can only be secretly angry, and she has nothing to do with her, and in the end, this matter can only be stopped.

Now that she saw him again, this also made Mu Ling really surprised again, in order to prevent herself from recognizing the wrong person, she carefully observed and examined it again, after all, this time was too long.

After looking left and right for a while, although Mu Ling didn't dare to be 100% sure, with her ability to never forget, she still felt that it was him.

"How could it be him?" Mu Ling muttered as he looked at Zhuo Yifan, his expression full of disbelief.

According to the information she received, the young owner of Zhuo Jian Villa was captured by Qiu Wancheng's people, and the young owner of Zhuo Jian Villa was the only one who knew the whereabouts of the Blood Drinking Sword.

Being captured by the Flying Dragon Gate is nothing more than wanting to know the whereabouts of the Blood Drinking Sword, and this time the wood spirit stole Zhuo Yifan from the hands of the Flying Dragon Gate, and it was nothing more than wanting to get the Blood Drinking Sword.

"Could it be that he is the young owner of Zhuo Jian Villa-Zhuo Yifan!"

She originally wanted to relieve him of the poison of the incense and ask him about the whereabouts of the blood-drinking sword, but after all, this person had seen it before, and there were still some things that she couldn't figure out, so she removed the sachet that had not yet reached the wing of his nose, and this sachet was the antidote.

She put the sachet away, put it on her waist, turned and walked out.

Gather the men who had been with her last night and ask them some questions.

"You are all my favorite subordinates of Tsing Yi Shura, and if I ask you next, you must answer truthfully!"