Baili Suye seemed not to have heard anything and sat indifferently, the indifference in his eyes clear.
It was obvious that he didn’t want to hear any more.
Mortal protection means nothing to him.
He himself already has the ability to look down upon the world.
The old monk still knelt on the ground and refused to get up: "Your Highness, please come with the old monk.
Over the years, there are many things that you need to see with your own eyes."
Wenren Qianjue rested his chin leisurely and looked at the stalemate between the abbot and Baili Suye who were kneeling on the ground.
"Thirsty."
She asked her servants to bring tea and tasted it carefully.
The other hand was attached to hers, tender and affectionate, and the hand suddenly started to burn.
Wenren Qianjue subconsciously let go, and the cup fell into that hand.
Baili Suye calmly raised her half-drunk tea to her lips: "When the tea comes, you should let your husband go first."
It is well known: Your Majesty, Seventh Prince, you make the gangster look fresh and refined, do you know that?
The abbot below was still kneeling silently.
Wenren Qianjue wanted to wander around and rest for a while, so he said, "Let's go down to the Seventh Palace."
Baili Suye drank the remaining tea and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then who will accompany you?"
Wenren Qianjue choked up and thought, who the hell wants you to accompany me?
Don't treat me like a waste in front of others, okay, although it feels really good.
"I can just go shopping by myself."
Wenren Qianjue swallowed her complaints and waved her hand to urge him away.
The abbot is so old, what should I do if he kneels down?
He is too embarrassed to tell the cause of his death when he meets the Buddha.
Baili Suye stood up leisurely, leaned forward with dignity and indifference, and whispered in Wenren Qianjue's ear: "Be careful."
The two words came out of his lips, wrapped in the faint fragrance of his body.
When the black figure walked out, the abbot immediately stood up from the ground, his legs were not numb, and he followed happily It is well known: She had nothing to do and simply went out for a walk.
The temple was extremely quiet, and the monks sweeping the floor all looked like Buddhas.
They seemed invisible to a living person like her, doing their own things.
The more this happens, the more reassuring it is.
Wenren Qianjue took a leisurely stroll, and once he left, he didn't know how far he had walked.
It wasn't until the crowds became sparse that her speed slowed down.
When his hand touched the cold blade behind him, the familiar feeling was no longer there, but instead it felt cold and unfamiliar.
She now knew that someone was playing a huge chess game that included all the countries in the Brahma Continent.
Maybe she got involved accidentally, but According to Baozi, not really.
Wenren Qianjue stopped in a small pavilion, took out the ancient sword from his back, touched it with his fingers, and murmured: "Why me?"
The ancient sword seemed to be responding to her, trembling.
That feeling was so familiar that the blood in the body rushed with it.
Gu Dao still regards her as the master Logically speaking, weapons recognize their owner, and they will not recognize the other unless one is dead.
When the shadow passed by that day, she clearly felt the beep of the ancient sword recognizing its owner.
Why, I will recognize two.
His fingers finally landed on the last hollow on the handle of the knife.
Six of the seven stones had returned to their places, each time bringing about a disaster like a catastrophe.
The last one is still silent.
Wenren Qianjue frowned, it would be best to find some way to find the stone in advance to prevent it from harming the world again.
She raised her eyebrows and sheathed the knife.
No matter what, she would investigate all these clearly.
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There was no problem that could make her bow her head.
After returning to her residence, Wenren Qianjue wanted to go to the inner room to rest.
She rubbed her head and opened the bed curtain.
Then, her hands became stiff.
Shocked, just for a moment.
There is already a man lying on the bed, with perfect body proportions, comparable to that of a male model His eyebrows and eyes were closed, but he still couldn't hide the noble aura of a noble man.
His lips were pursed tightly, which clearly showed that this man was dazed.
Like an ancient jade carving, every contour and arc is so perfect.
His whole body exudes an aura of abstinence, which is alluring, and he is naked.
What's even more frightening is that this person is very familiar to Wenren Qianjue "Ouyang" Wenren Qianjue's eyes widened in shock and she read out his name word by word.
Ouyang Junnuo's eyes moved.
At this moment, he opened his eyes and frowned, as if he had just woken up.
He was still bleary-eyed: "Qianjue, why are you here?"
Before he could say the word "li", he suddenly realized his situation.
The two sides were silent for a moment.
Someone's voice came from outside.
Someone was about to push the door in.
When Baili Suye walked out from the abbot's place, he was stopped by a woman: "Your Highness the Crown Prince" The black figure didn't even pause, and passed by the woman coldly.
Baili Suye's eyes could not tolerate anyone.
However, the woman refused to admit defeat at all.
She bit her lip and stopped him again: "Your Highness, the daughter of the people has something important to report."
She looked haggard, as if she had lived an inhuman life for a long time.
Her face was delicate, and she was born with a feeling of weakness, like a daisy in the wind.
Baili Suye raised her lips coldly: "How did you get in?"
How could anyone enter such a royal temple, unless they were deliberately let in?
Especially, isn't this woman already crazy?
Bi Qing didn't expect that Baili Suye was asking this question.
Her eyes were confused for a moment, but she still gritted her teeth and replied nonchalantly: "The civilian daughter is here specifically for His Highness the Crown Prince's business."
There was no change at all in his indifferent appearance.
Baili Suye ignored her, his handsome and graceless face was like a statue.
Biqing was shocked by the indifferent temperament surrounding him, and for a moment she didn't dare to follow him.
After walking a long way, she remembered that she might die today no matter what, and she must complete her mission.
She suddenly shouted: "Your Highness, even the matter of the Crown Princess, don't you care about it?"
The black figure was still walking away, indifferent to her words.
Bi Qing gritted her teeth: "Even if the Crown Princess has an affair behind His Highness' back, His Highness will not care."
"ah" As soon as Bi Qing finished speaking, she screamed.
She felt that an invisible hand was holding her throat, and she slowly lifted her feet up from the ground.
Baili Suye looked back indifferently and said calmly: "What did you say?"
What surges in those dark night eyes is the power to destroy the world.
Bi Qing's whole body froze, her eyes widened in shock, and her blood almost flowed backwards in fear.
What kind of skill is this?
You can kill her with just one finger.
Baili Suye approached slowly, the clothes around him were flying in the air without any wind, but his expression remained the same indifferent: "I'll give you a chance to say it again."
Bi Qing thought of her backer and gritted her teeth: "If His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't believe it, forget it.
The daughter of the people sincerely cannot bear to see that woman deceiving His Highness the Crown Prince."
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Seeing that Baili Suye still didn't believe it and that she was gradually out of breath, Biqing struggled and shouted: "Poor His Highness the Crown Prince's best friend Ouyang" Baili Suye's eyes suddenly narrowed. snap Bi Qing was thrown to the ground hard She felt the invisible hand on her throat loosen, gasping for air with lingering fear.
Raising her eyes, when facing the god-like person, she slowly got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said respectfully: "The daughter of the people will lead the way for His Highness the Crown Prince."
Baili Suye's eyes flickered on and off.
The door was pushed open by a group of people, and the queen walked in first, followed by a beauty with gleaming eyes, but she wore a veil to cover her face.
The queen smiled and stroked her hand: "Lan Yan, don't worry about the scars on your face.
The abbot of this temple is proficient in foreign medicine and may be able to cure the scars on your face."
Yelu Lanyan smiled, her eyes as gentle as water: "Thank you, Queen, will Lan Yan's sudden visit disturb the Crown Princess?"
The Queen looked around the room, and then said to the nanny beside her: "Didn't I say that the Crown Princess is in the room now?"
Grandma also shook her head: "I don't know."
A venomous look flashed across Yelu Lanyan's eyes, which quickly disappeared, and he said with a faint smile: "Are you too tired?
Let's rest in the room.
Otherwise, Lan Yan should go back and chat with the Queen for a while. good."
The curtains in the inner room were fluttering, and they were all lowered to cover them tightly.
It really looked like there was someone there.
Impatience flashed across the queen's face, and she motioned for her to step forward and lift the curtain.
The smile on Yelu Lanyan's face widened Wenren Qianjue, you are dead A man who loves you so deeply and has been drugged with charm, and he is not weaker than you in martial arts.
You are so simple.
I want to see how you keep your virginity.
After the curtain was lifted, the bed was fluttering and empty.
Yelu Lanyan's face lost all color.
It was impossible.
She personally watched Ouyang Junnuo being sent in.
Her eyeliner also said that she saw Wen Ren Qianjue walk in with her own eyes.
At this moment, in the secret passage under the bed.
Ouyang Junnuo's face turned redder and redder, glowing with a morbid and enchanting beauty.
The handsome young master suddenly became a seductive evildoer.
He had nothing to cover his whole body and had to hold Wenren Qianjue in his arms in the narrow secret passage.
The effects of the medicine were gradually taking effect, and he gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Wenren Qianjue could already feel the uncontrollable swelling of the man behind her.
She lowered her voice very low: "You have taken Chinese medicine."
Ouyang Junnuo's long ink-colored hair almost blended into the night, flowing down on his body as if it were a luxurious dress.
He only had a pair of fox eyes, which brought out an evil aura when he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Yeah."
In the darkness, the heat on his body gradually spread, exuding a sense of temptation.
This secret passage was originally prepared for one person, so the two of them had to stick together when they were crowded together.
In the silence, Ouyang Junnuo's eyes grew redder and redder.
Someone's voice still came from outside.
He knew that he wouldn't be able to survive for long.
The moment he opened his eyes, he knew that he had been plotted against. , When someone's voice came from outside, he grabbed Wenren Qianjue, pulled the curtain tightly, opened the door next to the bed, and lurked down with her.
Wenren Qianjue listened to the sounds outside.
It seemed that some people still refused to give up and firmly believed that they were still in the house, so they were delaying their search for them.
What was behind her became more and more obvious, and she couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to.
Suddenly a small voice sounded.
Wenren Qianjue instantly smelled the smell of blood.
She was about to turn her head when Ouyang Junnuo's voice came to her ears: "Qianjue, goodbye" His voice was already as pleasant as a warm spring, but now it was a bit hoarse, echoing in the narrow secret passage, making it even more disturbing.
Ouyang Junnuo smiled bitterly: "I've tried my best, don't look back.
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I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it."
The strong medicine can almost swallow people's hearts.
Ouyang Junnuo just touched a stone from the ground in the secret passage and cut a wound on himself.
Blood gushes out: