Yaoguang Fairy Path

The man sitting opposite Zhang Zeye also noticed this scene. His eyes also fell on Ye Shuyao downstairs. What caught his eye was a beautiful and pure face, as delicate and charming as a newly blooming flower. She was a rare beauty, and her soul must be very delicious too! Thinking of this, he licked his lips.

That gloomy and deep face, like the darkest star in the night sky, exudes an elusive aura. His ink-black clothes tightly wrap around his slender body. His hair is tied up with a crown, and a few strands of hair on his forehead flutter gently in the wind.

His eyes at this moment were like those of a wild wolf, filled with strong aggression, tightly locked on Ye Shuyao's figure, as if he wanted to eat her alive. But when he saw Long Wuji behind her, the aggressive gaze shrank instantly.

But soon, his eyes moved back and forth between Long Wuji and Ye Shuyao, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "I never thought that the decisive and ruthless Hades Emperor would also hang out with a woman."

The Underworld Emperor? He had never imagined that a mere adopted daughter of the Li family would be connected to the Underworld Emperor, a figure feared by the entire underworld. Interesting! Zhang Zeye was well aware of the Ghost Realm Lord's ambitions, and the young Ghost Realm Lord in front of him had clearly set his sights on the Li family's adopted daughter with his greedy eyes. Zhang Zeye raised his wine glass and sneered inwardly, "This is going to be a good show."

Then, Zhang Zenye drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and made a comment that was irrelevant to the question: "This girl is really beautiful, like a flower." After saying that, he slowly lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.

Upon hearing this, Qi Haoruo glanced at him and asked with a playful tone, "Master Zhang, how do you think this girl compares to our Mei Ji?"

Zhang Zeye was slightly stunned, and the charming figure of Mei Ji emerged in his mind. Admittedly, Mei Ji was indeed a beauty, but she lacked some of the fresh and refined cleanliness and agility. Compared with the girl downstairs, she was really a little less interesting.

Thinking this way, he simply gave a more pertinent answer, with a faint smile on his lips: "Haha, there are so many beauties in this world, naturally each has their own merits..."

Qi Hao returned an ambiguous look, half-smiled, and said, "If this young master has taken a fancy to this female cultivator, can Master Zhang have a way for this young master to snatch her away from the Dark Emperor?"

Zhang Zeye's lips twitched, and he gave a dry laugh. He flattered his horse and echoed, "It's her good fortune that Young Master Qi has taken a fancy to her. You have many capable people under your command, so a mere woman, wouldn't that be a piece of cake for you?"

His intuition told him that Qi Hao was really crazy. He wanted to die, and he wanted to take him with him. But he was the murderous Hades Emperor. How could he kidnap someone?

Zhang Zeye sneered in his heart. What's the difference between this and feeding his head into a tiger's mouth? The previous Hades Emperor died at the hands of that man, not to mention his small Zhang family. Two Zhang families would probably not be enough for the other party to destroy. Rather than committing death, he would rather reap the benefits.

Upon hearing this, Qi Hao cursed in his heart, "old fox", but did not take his words to heart. He had never lacked beauties, but when he thought of the look in the eyes of the Hades looking at that woman, he could not help but feel excited. He wished he had fallen in love. A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. A cold-hearted man like the Hades would have a weakness if he fell in love. If his weakness was caught, what could he do no matter how strong he was?

A calculation suddenly occurred in his mind. If he could capture that woman, he could use her to restrain the Hades Emperor. Thinking of this, a ruthless look suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he called out in a sinister voice, "Mei Ji."

Suddenly, in the private room where only the two of them were, a wisp of red smoke suddenly rose. The red smoke was like a dream, with a faint fragrance that seemed to be able to attract people's souls. As the red smoke spread, a peerless and beautiful woman slowly walked out from it.

The woman was dressed in a bright red dress with fluttering sleeves, like a blooming red lotus, beautiful and enchanting. Her face was absolutely beautiful, her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes and eyebrows revealed a captivating charm and style. Her steps were light and graceful, and every step seemed to be on the clouds, making people unable to help but fall for her.

Mei Ji's appearance instantly made the atmosphere in the private room hot and ambiguous. She walked to Qi Hao, gently leaned on his shoulder, and said in a gentle and soft voice: "Master, what can I do for you?"

Qi Hao looked at Mei Ji, a hint of satisfaction and pride flashing in his eyes. He whispered a few instructions in Mei Ji's ear, and Mei Ji nodded slightly after listening. Then, with a flicker of his body, he transformed into a puff of brilliant red smoke and disappeared, leaving only a faint fragrance lingering in the air.

Zhang Zeye watched this scene from the side and couldn't help but swallow his throat, sighing inwardly, "This Mei Ji is truly naturally charming and seductive. Even an old man like him who has seen all the beauties in the world can't help but feel his heart beat faster like a young boy every time he sees this woman."

But thinking about what Qi Hao was going to do next, it would be better for him to leave first, so that it would be more convenient for him to act.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zeye smiled to himself, picked up the wine glass, raised it to Qi Hao, and said, "I have something important to attend to, so I'll leave first. I will send the elixirs and equipment that Young Master Qi needs to the ghost realm as soon as possible. Please rest assured, Young Master."

Qi Hao smiled upon hearing this, raised his glass and clinked it with Zhang Zeye's, saying, "Then I will not keep Patriarch Zhang here. I hope our cooperation this time will be pleasant and smooth."

Zhang Zeye: "Of course, I will do my best to live up to the young master's trust." After saying that, he turned around with a strange smile on his face, and then left with steady steps.

Yao'er's voice was not loud, but it was able to clearly penetrate the noise, so that Ye Shuyao and Long Wuji in the distance could hear it clearly.

Luo Yunhan stood tall and straight among the crowd like a green pine. He wore a cloud-patterned headband on his forehead. The cloud pattern on the headband and his immortal-like facial features were all as flawless as a finely crafted work of art.

He was wearing a moon-white robe. The texture of the robe was soft and it swayed gently in the wind, like a gentle breeze in the mountains, with a fresh and unworldly breath, as if it could wash away all the dust in the world. Just standing there gave people a feeling of transcendence.

When Ye Shuyao heard the voice that couldn't be more familiar, her beautiful face froze and she almost dropped the pastry in her hand. She seemed to have heard the voice of her own master.

Why would Master come to the underworld? Could it be that I was hallucinating? But the voice seemed so real. Ye Shuyao began to search among the bustling crowd until the crowd dispersed a little, and finally fixed her eyes on Luo Yunhan, who was three meters away in front of her.

Luo Yunhan looked at the scene in front of him with a complicated expression. He was standing under a row of lanterns at this moment. Those lanterns emitted a soft warm glow, but it failed to warm the ice in his eyes at all. His eyes were cold and without any warmth, like the coldest snowflakes in winter, which made people feel cold.

Long Wu Ji followed Ye Shuyao's slightly blurred gaze, and his pair of red eyes, as hot as flames, instantly locked onto Luo Yunhan's blue eyes, as deep as an ancient well and calm. There seemed to be an electric current in the air, sparks flew in an instant, and a tense atmosphere suddenly arose.

Long Wuji noticed the subtle coldness and possessiveness in Luo Yunhan's eyes, and judging from the little girl's appearance, the two of them must have known each other and were very familiar with each other.

Thinking of this, Long Wu Ji stood behind Ye Shuyao, and slowly held her arms with his hands. The force was not strong, but it made Ye Shuyao feel a little oppressive. The aura around him was like a rainbow, and a powerful pressure spread out, sweeping around like a storm, making the air tremble.

This pressure caused ripples in the air, as if even the space was compressed and distorted. The surrounding stall owners and pedestrians were all panicked, and some were even almost had their stalls overturned by this sudden wave.

One of them suddenly exclaimed: "What's going on?"

Another person shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Who knows? Just pack it up and move it somewhere else!"

This scene immediately caused a commotion around. The stall owners who were nearby had already begun to pack up their stalls in a panic, as if avoiding some kind of flood or beast, and quickly moved away from the area. Some of them hid not far away with the mentality of watching gossip.

Ye Shuyao turned her head to look at Long Wuji, and then looked at Luo Yunhan who was full of coldness. She couldn't help swallowing her saliva. Seeing that Luo Yunhan's face was getting darker and darker, Ye Shuyao cried out that her life was in danger. She was anxious and urged Long Wuji behind her: "Can you let go first? Why are you strangling me?" As she said that, she tried to break free from Long Wuji's tight grip with her hands.

Long Wuji's expression froze slightly, and he looked at Ye Shuyao blankly, with an inexplicable irritation in his heart. He didn't understand why he was like this, but Luo Yunhan's appearance made him inexplicably feel a sense of crisis in his heart. The fear as if he was about to lose something important made him involuntarily want to hold her tightly.

He answered the question irrelevantly, his voice was light but low and hoarse, as if he was talking to himself: "Little girl, can you stay in the underworld and don't leave?" There was a hint of complexity in Long Wuji's eyes at this moment, with desire, uneasiness, and a hint of imperceptible fragility.

Ye Shuyao didn't hear clearly what Long Wuji said. She tilted her head slightly and asked in confusion, "What did you say?" There was some confusion and doubt in her voice.

Long Wuji took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He shook his head, a bitter smile on his face: "Nothing."

Bingbing in the Xuanshuang space flapped her wings and covered her face, her small eyes looking at the outside world through the gaps in her feathers. It was over. Master Yunhan's expression was as cold as a knife, so cold that it could freeze people to death! "Master, do you want to run away quickly? It feels like a volcano is going to erupt in the next second!"

Ye Shuyao, "I want to too..."

Bingbing felt like she couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she could only say weakly, "Master, you're on your own."

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Long Wuji's pressure had no effect on Luo Yunhan. He still maintained his composure and indifference, moving closer step by step. Every step seemed to be following the laws of heaven and earth, and wherever he passed, it was covered in ice.

When Luo Yunhan was a few steps away from the two of them, he stopped.

A pair of beautiful ice-blue eyes seemed to contain endless ice, so cold that it made people's heart palpitate. He stared straight at Long Wuji's hands that were tightly holding Ye Shuyao, and his eyes revealed a strong murderous intent. He wished he could cut off those annoying hands immediately.