I, Yuelao, quit!

Countless time has passed, and when the fragile red wine glass could hardly withstand the strength in Lu Yue's hand, Su Yun let out a long breath, pretending to sigh in annoyance.

"Actually, I... that's all, you can't hear it anyway, so why don't you say it..."

After finishing speaking, the invisible Su Yun turned around and left without looking back.

He just didn't finish the sentence, he only said half of a sentence, anyway, Lu Sheng must 'not hear'.

Lu Yue: ...?

Halfway through the words, the taste of missing the following text is like suddenly picking up a peerless book of martial arts, only to find that what I have in my hand is only the first volume.

The second volume has been lost for hundreds of years.

Lu Yue's eyes were still lowered, and with a release of strength in his hands, the red wine glass escaped. He looked at Su Yun's back with a bit of bewilderment in his eyes.

Just now he even wanted to reveal his identity, turned around and grabbed Su Yun's arm, not letting him leave easily.

Ask again what the second half of the sentence he didn't finish is.

But no, before confirming who the widow is, she can't tell Elder Xiaoyue her identity.

Lu Yue sighed slightly, his brows were furrowed as if covered with a layer of cold frost, his fingers bent slightly, and he tapped on the table one after another, full of thoughts.

When Su Yun was about to go around the western restaurant and go back to settle accounts with Lu Sheng, Qin Wuyuan who had returned to the waiter position suddenly stopped him.

His face was uncertain, "Does Director Lu know that you like Lu Sheng?"

Seeing Qin Wuyuan, Su Yun actually began to suspect that 'he has cheated on Director Lu', he took a deep breath, pointed to the sky, and swore solemnly to Tianzhen.

"Director, Director Lu and I really have nothing to do with each other. The words of 'I and Director Lu are getting married' in Heaven are all rumors. If I tell a lie, I will be struck by lightning..."

Dazzling bright white lightning pierced the night, and suddenly there was a heavy muffled thunder from the sky.

Su Yun abruptly swallowed the remaining half of the sentence "I was hit to death by Wan Liyun when I went out".

Qin Wuyuan, Su Yun: "..."

Qin Wuyuan said coolly, "Anyway, there is a lightning rod, so there is no need to be afraid of thunder."

He added, "However, Director Lu seems to like you. You have to think about how to face Director Lu in the future."

Su Yun firmly did not believe it, "The probability of Director Lu falling in love with me is even smaller than the probability of heavy rain now..."

After all, the weather forecast says it will be sunny today, and at most it will be a little rainy at night.

The sound of raindrops falling to the ground quietly sounded, and then became more dense, the raindrops formed a continuous line, falling on the ground like a snare drum with a low sound.

The downpour fell as it was said, without any ambiguity.

Qin Wuyuan let out a 'huh', turned around and poured red wine for the guests at the table next to him expressionlessly.

Su Yun closed his mouth tightly, pretending he didn't see or hear anything, and went back to look for Lu Sheng incognito.

He seems to be shrouded in the 'Prophet' buff today.

The invisible Su Yun folded his arms and stood in front of Lu Yue again.

He didn't know where to pick up a rose, and imitating Kuo Shao's appearance, he put it in his mouth carelessly, and said to Lu Yue vaguely.

"...Little girl, give me a smile?"

But he doesn't have Bai Li's natural dissolute temperament at all.

When talking, the roses kept falling down uncooperatively, so that Su Yun had to support the roses with his hands all the time in embarrassment.

...It seems that I have lost face again unconsciously.

A smile suddenly appeared on Lu Yue's indifferent face, which startled the passing waiters.

He raised his head, stared at the ground that was empty and not even dusty, and showed a very rare warm and loving smile.

The cold eyebrows are slightly curved, and the thin lips that are always pursed into a straight line are raised upwards.

The frozen doll-shaped ice cubes melted the outermost ice, revealing the hot and fiery heart inside.

Su Yun froze, opened his mouth in a daze, the rose he was biting fell to the ground, and the hair on his head exploded.

He subconsciously clutched his heart, his unsatisfied heart beating thumping like a derailed train uncontrollably.

Suddenly, I realized that Zhou Youwang's Fenghuo played with the princes, and he only smiled for Bo Baosi.

Su Yun swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stammered.

"I... I'll call you, do you dare to promise?"

As he spoke, he patted the table, "Lu Sheng!"

Lu Yue is just teasing Xiaoyue Lao, and his identity should not be revealed.

He lowered his head in a happy mood, and began to help Su Yun cut up the steak, preparing to feed it to him bite by bite when Su Yun's "true body" came back.

Seeing that Lu Sheng didn't answer, Su Yun pretended to be hard, but actually patted the table lightly, and directly called out the real name of 'Lu Sheng'.

"Lu Yue!"

This sound was like thunder rolling in the sky, and it exploded in Lu Yue's ear.

Lu what?

Did he lose his voice?

Distracted, he exerted a little force, and the knife in his hand pierced through the fat and juicy steak, cutting open the plate like a bamboo.

Even the dining table underneath was cracked a little.

Lu Yue remained motionless in the steak-cutting posture, while Su Yun stared dumbfounded at the porcelain plate on the corpse dining table.

Unable to bear the fright, the little heart began to throb wildly in the chest cavity again.

Only this time I was scared.

He stared at the china plate broken in half.

The rift was flat and smooth, more like being split in half by spiritual power, rather than being directly pierced by a table knife.

... Does this count as the real hammer to grasp that Lu Sheng is a god?

Lu Yue calmed down and called the waiter at the side.

"Sorry, I accidentally damaged the porcelain plate in the restaurant, how much is it?"

The waiter also stared at the artistically broken porcelain plate in shock, his lips moved a few times, and he struggled to utter a word.

"I... I'll ask the manager."

Is this gentleman from the Shaolin Temple, who has an iron sand palm and a golden bell cover in his cultivation, and divides the porcelain plate into two identical halves with a single palm?

"Sorry, and please serve me another steak, thank you."

"Okay, sir."

Su Yun stood up again, walked to Lu Yue's side, took out his mobile phone, and searched for cold jokes on the spot.

"Today's selection of cold jokes will be broadcast to you—"

While reading, he looked at Lu Sheng suspiciously.

"With the help of the police, the girl who lost her foot finally found her feet."

"There was a match that had an itchy head, and then he died."

"Little Tomato asked Mom, Mom, are we vegetables or fruits? Mom said, hell, how can Tomato still talk?"

After reading a few bad jokes, Lu Sheng still didn't respond.

Sitting there calmly, replying to the text messages, as if he wasn't the one who accidentally punctured the dinner plate and exposed his identity just now.

Install, continue to install.

Su Yun still tried his best to challenge the limit of Lu Sheng's angry exposure, trying to make Lu Sheng expose again.

"You said that if the young master wanted to take care of you, how much would it cost? Is one spirit stone enough?"

"If you serve me well, I will add chicken legs to you as appropriate."

"But if you always keep a cold face and look like a good family being humiliated, the young master may tie your hands..."

Lu Yue abruptly put down the knife and fork in his hand, and raised his eyes.

He pretended to be talking to himself, but actually told Su Yun beside him.

"Why hasn't Xiaoyun come back?"

Then he stood up suddenly, Su Yun was still bending over, looking closely at his expression, and was so frightened that his hair jumped up.

Lu Yue's gaze stayed on Su Yun's face for a moment, then quickly moved away.

Xiaoyue should have found out that he is Lu Yue.

I just don't know if he found out that he is Director Lu's business.

Su Yun also straightened up, raised his head unavoidably, pursed his lips, and glared at him angrily.

"You can definitely see me!"

Lu Yue didn't respond to Su Yun, his eyes were filled with a smile, he glanced at the restaurant, still only looking at Su Yun out of the corner of his eye.

Su Yun, who was ignored, was so angry that he laughed. He stood on tiptoe, trying to grab Lu Yue's collar, but he didn't dare to do it.

"You still pretend not to see me!"

"...You! If you pretend you can't see me again, I'm going to kiss you!"

As he said that, Su Yun's heart froze, and he put aside all the worthless face.

He raised his toes a little more, closed his eyes tightly as if going to death, grabbed Lu Yue's collar, and kissed Lu Yue's lips hard.

Then he let go of his hand, turned around and ran out of the western restaurant.

It's very exciting to run after kissing.

Before Lu Yue had time to grab Su Yun and kiss him back, he saw Xiaoyuelao, whose face was flushed red, walking around the dining car like the wind was blowing under his feet.

Then he flexibly dodged several waiters carrying plates, and rushed out of the gate in one breath.

Lu Sheng sat down in a daze, the heat remaining on his lips did not cool down, but burned even more violently.

... Xiaoyue Lao admitted to him in a disguised form, does he like him too?

The waiter served the dishes one after another, but he maintained his dazed posture without changing.

The hot thick soup cooled down, and the fat juice flowing on the lamb chops solidified, and Lu Yue did not raise his knife and fork again.

He was unusually restless and restless.

But Su Yun ran out incognito, and if he catches up rashly, it is equivalent to admitting his own identity in disguise.

Taking advantage of the time to go to the bathroom, Lu Yue regained his identity as Director Lu and found Qin Wuyuan who happened to be resting.

Qin Wuyuan was stunned to see him, and also felt a little inexplicably guilty.

"Director, according to your arrangement, I am here waiting for Cui Qinglan, but why are you here..."

Lu Yue interrupted him, "What did you say to Xiao Yun just now?"

Qin Wuyuan didn't dare to look at Lu Yue, he frowned tightly, trying to find a tactful excuse.

"...Director, Su Yun accidentally got into a red line with Lu Sheng, and...and he seems to be interested in Lu Sheng, I can't stop it."

Through Qin Wuyuan's sympathetic eyes, Lu Yue once again comprehended the subtle state of mind of "greening yourself".

"Um, so you asked him to untie the red thread?"

"Yes, but later he told me that there is a bond of marriage between him and Lu Sheng, the red thread should not be untied, and Lu Sheng should be a certain little fairy who descended from heaven."

"...Xiao Yun knows Lu Sheng's identity?"

"He didn't tell me, but looking at him, I feel that he already has the right candidate in his heart."

There was confusion in Lu Yue's head for a moment, and then he quickly regained his usual calm clarity.

Elder Xiaoyue probably really guessed that he was Director Lu, but he probably didn't know that he was Director Lu.

"I understand. You continue to wait here for Cui Qinglan. Xiaoyun is young and has little knowledge in spiritual arts. Remember to protect him and don't let him suffer any harm."

He emphasized it again.

"Remember, you can't lose a single hair."

Qin Wuyuan sighed in his heart, even though Su Yun had other people in his heart, the director still cared about Su Yun silently.

He comforted, "Okay, you don't need to be too sad, Marriage Flower... Maybe it's not accurate."

Qin Wuyuan didn't expect that when these words came out, Lu Yue's expression became a little colder.

"Why not? Marriage flower is the only spiritual thing that can predict the marriage of gods, it must be accurate."

Qin Wuyuan was at a loss, wondering what his boss was thinking.

"..."

If it is accurate, wouldn't it be impossible for the director and Su Yun to be together?

Qin Wuyuan couldn't figure it out, he could only watch Director Lu flicking his sleeves coldly, and teleported away.

Just as Su Yun rushed out the door, leaning on the wall to breathe, he saw a familiar figure—Cui Qinglan.

It's just that this time, Cui Qinglan didn't wear the pair of Hentiangao that could stomp the floor loudly, but put on ordinary flat shoes.

Her eyes were bloodshot, her face was haggard, as if she had lost sleep all night, and even her walking steps were a little unsteady.

The makeup on her face was not as delicate as before, she just put on a base makeup and dark-toned lipstick.

What really caught Su Yun's attention was a familiar dagger.

The dagger with the white snake carved on it.

The white snake on the dagger was still moving slowly, it hissed out the bright red snake letter, and the beautiful emerald snake eyes stared at Su Yun faintly.

Su Yun's face was solemn, and he had the illusion that the white snake had really come to life and was scheming against him coldly.

Others couldn't see the dagger, so Cui Qinglan simply put it in the small bag on her waist.

She strode in, as if looking for someone, her eyes wandered back and forth in the store.

Su Yun didn't hide anymore, but showed his figure, and looked at Cui Qinglan.

The strange thing is that the few waiters who passed by in a hurry didn't seem to see her, but Qin Wuyuan, who was the farthest away from her, walked towards her.

"Ma'am, do you have an appointment?"

Cui Qinglan looked away lightly, ignoring Su Yun, she continued to search for Lu Sheng, and said to Qin Wuyuan.

"Have."

Qin Wuyuan didn't take her to the reserved location, but led her into a 'non-existent' place he opened up.

In that place, mortals cannot see the situation inside, nor can they hear the conversations inside.

It is a unique spiritual art performed by the prison and punishment department when it performs tasks in the human world.

Su Yun uninvited and sat down opposite Cui Qinglan. She didn't look up at him, but just looked down at the menu on her own.

Without unnecessary greetings, Su Yun said straight to the point.

"You have a short knife engraved with a white snake in your bag."

Cui Qinglan paused for turning over the kitchen knife, she raised her head slowly, squinted her eyes and asked.

"you can see?"

Su Yun said seriously.

"That's something unclean, who gave it to you?"

Cui Qinglan sneered, she lowered her head again, and hoarsely squeezed out a few words from her throat.

"It has nothing to do with you."

The white snake on the dagger curled up, and the snake's pupils, which were shining with faint green light, darkened again.

It was still staring at Su Yun closely.

Su Yun knew that he still had a huge scapegoat of a "wrongdoer" firmly on his head, and Cui Qinglan was afraid that she would not tell herself the truth easily.

He lowered his head, racking his brains for words of tender bewilderment.

After a relatively wordless silence for a long time, Cui Qinglan suddenly closed the menu and said indifferently.

"Although I don't know why you can see that knife, even if I tell you the ins and outs of the matter, you won't believe it."

"When the company's capital chain broke, a lunatic who called himself 'Ming' came to me with a lottery ticket and told me that as long as I had 30 years of life, I could get my parents health and longevity in their later years and a lottery ticket that could redeem a prize of [-] million yuan. lottery."

"I shouldn't have believed it, but I still believed it, because the 'fate' he said did happen in the next moment."

"It's like a poisonous curse in a fairy tale that can never be shaken off."

As if she was watching other people's affairs with cold eyes, she laughed at herself coldly in a nonchalant tone.

"But I'm a lunatic who doesn't care about my life, and it doesn't matter how many years he wants to take my life."

As soon as she finished speaking, the white snake furiously opened its round pupils and stared directly at Cui Qinglan viciously.

It twisted its body, got out from the handle of the knife, and rushed directly at her who was defenseless.

At the same time, with the appearance of the white snake, bloody light flashed suddenly, and the overwhelming snow-white long silk swept towards Su Yun.

Su Yun immediately lowered his body, took out the blunt sword given to him by Director Lu from his spirit bag, and tried his best to cut off the long silk that was trying to wrap him into a cocoon.

Different from the sudden situation in the amusement park, in the special space opened by the director, he doesn't have to worry about other people's situation, and he doesn't have to use those strange spiritual skills with restraint.

The long silk that filled the sky was flying in the air, like burning ashes at a funeral, and suddenly turned into a sharp spear, shooting towards Su Yun's heart.

The spear split into several shadows, shooting from all directions, making it hard to distinguish the real from the fake.

The White Snake's attack was too fierce, and Su Yun could barely swing the spear while holding the sword, and a long and narrow bloody gash was inevitably cut on his arm.

In the hazy blood, Su Yun could vaguely see that the white snake had turned into a human form, and he pinched Cui Qinglan's neck like he was kneading a puppet at will.

Then dragged Cui Qinglan towards Su Yun.

Yu Yan licked the blood splattered at the corner of Tim's mouth, and laughed softly.

"Is this sword given to you by that person surnamed Lu?"

"It seems that you should be an extremely important person to him."

Su Yun bit his lip, not paying attention to the bloody wound on his arm, still holding the sword vigorously, thinking about the countermeasures to save Cui Qinglan.

As soon as the words fell, the originally enclosed space suddenly shattered, and Yu Yan looked around, only to see a person in black clothes of the prison and punishment department standing indifferently in front of him.

Yu Yan's pupils shrank suddenly——

Even though the man was wearing another inconspicuous mask, fine-tuned his voice, and changed into another black suit.

He was also able to recognize that person with a single glance.

Yu Yan seemed to have returned to the empty palace back then.

He sat alone on the throne, all the generals under his command had already been beheaded by that person indifferently, and the little demons who had no strength escaped from the palace.

Holding the sword, the man walked slowly into the palace through the wide open palace gate.

The blood beads clinging to the sword dripped down, dragging a shocking blood trail on the floor made of white bones.

The black robe with gold thread was not stained with a single drop of blood.

He raised his long sword and said softly——

"Only you are left, Yu Yan."

Now, the man looked slightly, and he slowly pulled out the long sword behind him. When the long sword was unsheathed, the clear dragon chant resounded in the sky, and the soul he had cut under the sword condensed into a blood line.

His words were extremely soft, but fell into Yu Yan's ears like thunder.

He said, "So you're still alive, Yu Yan."

The author has something to say: Lu Yue: Heh, everyone thinks I've been cheated on by myself.