Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

Looking at the man in front of him, Xiang Jiuhua had many questions in his mind.

Chi Chenze's lineage had already been wiped out by him! No one was exempt from this, young or old, male or female. Even other families related to him were the same.

Those who are killed will be killed, those who are exiled will be exiled! No one will escape the net!

Suddenly, in a flash, he thought of something!

No, the little prince is dead, but the body is not seen!

Looking at the man in front of him whose facial features were 70% similar to Chi Chenze, Xiang Jiuhua endured the pain and asked with difficulty.

"You...you are Chi Junyan?!"

The man said nothing, but stabbed Xiang Jiuhua in the heart with the sword in his hand.

"go to hell!"

Xiang Jiuhua didn't get an answer, and his heart was pierced and he died. He stared with his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe that he would die here.

"father!"

He shouted at Xiang Jie, then covered his mouth, looked at the man in horror, turned around and wanted to run.

The next second, a head fell into his arms. He looked subconsciously and saw Xiang Jiuhua with his eyes open after death.

"what……"

Xiang Jie quickly threw away his head and fell to the ground, shaking. The footsteps coming from behind him were like death notes, which gradually crushed Xiang Jie's will to survive.

Da da da……

Finally, Xiang Jie could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, turned around, knelt down, and kowtowed for mercy.

"I don't know anything, please spare my life!"

"I kowtow to you!"

Xiang Jie shouted in panic, he couldn't die! He still had so many beautiful women and gold, silver and jewelry to enjoy, he couldn't die!

"Take Xiang Jiuhua's head and get out of here. Also, give a message to Xiang Mingyue and Chi Jingrui."

"What is stolen must always be returned. Blood feuds are irreconcilable. Let them clean their necks and wait for me!"

A cold male voice sounded above his head. Frightened, Xiang Jie quickly crawled over, hugged Xiang Jiuhua's head and ran away.

Looking at his back, the man took off the mask on his face, and it was Leng Jinye.

He looked at the mask in his hand with complicated eyes. The reason why he was not recognized by Xiang Jiuhua at the palace banquet was because he looked more like his mother.

My mother stayed in the Prince's Mansion and rarely interacted with others. Even when she attended a banquet, she would wear a face scarf to cover herself up. Now, she saved me once.

Leng Feng waited quietly by the side. Seeing that it was getting late, he walked over to ask for instructions.

"Master, it's getting late. Should we find an inn to stay in?"

"No, go back to Yunjia Village!"

Leng Jinye shook his head, jumped on his horse, and went back with Leng Feng.

Yunjia Village, late at night

Yun Zhixia's Room

After Yun Zhixia came back, Wang Po quickly took her to pick a room as her boudoir.

Yun Zhixia looked around and finally chose a house close to the courtyard wall, which would make it convenient for her to go out.

Mrs. Wang followed her and moved in the prepared cabinets, tables, chairs and dressing tables.

At this moment, Yun Zhixia was lying on the bed in her homemade suspender pajamas, pulling her hair in annoyance.

[Sister, why aren't you asleep yet?]

In a corner nearby, Wu Jin poked his head out of his den and asked curiously.

Hearing the voice, Yun Zhixia turned her head, a little worried.

"Xiao Ye Ye, he's been out for two days and hasn't come back yet."

Wu Jin opened his golden eyes and rolled them around, a human expression appeared on his bird face, and he snorted in disgust.

[It’s better if he’s not here, so he doesn’t have to compete with me for my sister.]

Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!

Just as Wu Jin finished speaking, a white shadow flipped in from the window.

"Xiao Ye Ye, why are you here?"

Yun Zhixia jumped up from the bed and jumped into Leng Jinye's arms like a little puppy.

Leng Jinye quickly caught her, carried her to the bed and let her sit down.

After Yun Zhixia sat down, Leng Jinye glanced at her and quickly looked away.

He stood up and walked to the closet, opened it and took out a coat for Yun Zhixia to put on.

"It's late at night, keep warm."

Yun Zhixia stuck her little head out from her clothes, shook off the clothes in disgust, and was unwilling to put them on.

"It's not cold today, so I won't wear it!"

"Wait a minute, I'm going to get something."

Yun Zhixia walked barefoot on the ground, took out a box from the cabinet and handed it to Leng Jinye.

"Here, Mengdie!"

"You went to the Sea of ​​Death again?!"

Leng Jinye quickly opened the box and saw Mengdie lying inside. His face darkened and he looked up at Yun Zhixia with a bad tone.

"Yeah, weren't you angry a few days ago? I was thinking..."

"You think I'm angry about this?"

Leng Jinye put the wooden box on the table, moved closer to Yun Zhixia and asked back, anger already appearing in his eyes.

Yun Zhixia thought he was embarrassed, so she said a few perfunctory words and changed the subject.

"Hey, it's already midnight, why are you just taking a shower?"

That's right, Leng Jinye rushed to the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain and quickly washed up before coming here. He didn't want the smell of blood to pollute Yun Zhixia's nose, and he didn't want her to know that he had killed someone again.

Leng Jinye was helpless, and his anger completely disappeared. He sat on the bed, rubbed Yun Zhixia's hair, and sighed.

"What should I do with you?"

"My hair!"

Yun Zhixia pulled Leng Jinye's hand away and glared at him in dissatisfaction.

She stood up on the bed, pointed at Leng Jinye and accused him loudly.

"Xiao Ye Ye, as a kid, how can you mess up my hair? I don't care about my face!"

"I'm telling you, you..."

Before Yun Zhixia finished speaking, her shoulders felt heavy. She looked sideways and saw a magnified handsome face.

Long eyelashes, fair skin, slightly furrowed brows, and a sweet scent emanating from her breath.

What does this guy use to wash his hair? It smells pretty good!

Yun Zhixia grumbled in her heart, but her hands were honest. She used her spiritual power to blow dry Leng Jinye's hair and slowly put him on the bed.

As soon as he got closer to the pillow, Leng Jinye's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, his whole body relaxed, and he fell asleep unknowingly.

Yun Zhixia stood up and looked at the man who occupied her bed. She puffed out her cheeks, walked out quietly, and flew to the roof to practice.

Wu Jin looked at Yun Zhixia with disdain, thinking to himself, what's so good about that kid? Is it worth worrying about these few days?

Nanchang Palace

Xiang Mingyue was lying on a chair and dozing off, with the eunuchs and palace maids serving her carefully with their heads lowered.

"Aunt, something big happened to Aunt!"

"Who is making a noise here?"

Xiang Mingyue opened his eyes unhappily, and the next second a human head emitting a foul odor appeared in front of him.

"Ah! Take it off quickly, ugh..."

Xiang Mingyue was so frightened that her face turned pale. She subconsciously reached out to knock the man's head off, then fell on the chair and vomited continuously.

Xiang Jie's face was covered with sweat and dust. He looked at the head that had fallen to the ground with an expression that was hard to describe.

At this time, two or three days had passed since Leng Jinye attacked Jiuhua. Even though it was autumn, the smell of rotting corpses was very strong.

After Xiang Mingyue recovered, she picked up the cup beside her and threw it at Xiang Jie.

"Xiang Jie, you are so outrageous!"