There was a long silence.
"Then do you know what you are?"
Opening her eyes, "What" seems like he hasn't answered her yet.
"You are the most unattainable happiness in my life."
Ya'ao, I am a half-demon.
How can I be worthy of you?
How can I stay with you till old age?
I grew up in the darkest place in this world, but you are still alive.
At the very top.
When they arrived at the bridge, Feng Fuyao was about to come down, and the atmosphere started to become weird again.
Ji Ciyan slowly put her down, and the curled up hand was nostalgic for the last trace of tenderness.
Feng Fuyao looked back at the other side of the bridge, turned around, and was determinedly indifferent.
Ji Ciyan stood aside.
Ever since she finished that action, he had felt a little uneasy.
The demon palace is very evil, and it is difficult to deal with it even when the demon pool comes out.
If you go to his territory, it will be very difficult to deal with.
Moreover, he has not yet recovered to his peak period.
If he recovers, I want to take something away from him.
That is even more difficult.
In this ghost tomb, there is a very important evil-proof object.
If you can get that object, you will have a much greater chance of finding the master and Mandong in the Demon Pond.
It would also be nice to take revenge on that day.
"Fuyao, me" "If your highness has anything to say, you'd better talk to Rou Ya, and keep your false feelings to please me.
No matter what, I can't stand it. " Rou Yaji raised her eyebrows a little surprised.
When was she in the peach garden?
"Are you angry?"
Frowning, "Why are you so angry?
I'm just giving His Highness a reminder.
If you don't mean it, don't hold on to Fuyao so tightly."
Who does he think he is?
After teasing, he still has to say something about being the most unreachable, aloof, and pretending.
Damn your arrogance, uncle bird, fuck your arrogance.
Ji Ciyan heard the sting in these words and grabbed her arm, "Fuyao, right?"
The more she looked at his meek look, the more she couldn't stand it.
She had never had a boyfriend or a relationship in her previous life, and even though she had never thought about it in this life, forget it.
Rolling her eyes and wanting to continue walking forward, Ji Ciyan thumped her hands feebly, as if she had been hit hard.
Feng Fuyao gritted her teeth and remained silent.
The dark carvings, the huge tooth-shaped door, the strong wind blowing out from inside, this air outlet, coming strangely, there is no wind in addition, it seems to be sealed inside, where does this wind come from?
"I'll go in front."
Ji Ciyan waved her hands and stepped forward, with a handsome figure in a loose robe and a fairy's handsome face.
Ciyan came from here.
Feng Fuyao didn't shirk.
It wasn't that she was obedient, but she just didn't want to pay attention to him anymore.
Her beautiful little face sank, making Ji Ciyan frown.
Walk into the wind.
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The wind inside makes my cheeks hurt, and the wind in the shade becomes a ghostly wind, and a push will startle the inside.
The two of them could only endure it.
Ji Ciyan raised her sleeves to block the wind for her and took off his hand.
For the first time, she acted like a child.
She couldn't control it, so she could only I was secretly amazed in my heart.
In this situation, how could Ji Ciyan follow her?
One big hand forcibly wrapped around her body and locked her from behind, and the other hand covered her cheek.
He knew that she was showing her temper, and he also You know why, the design kept her by his side, firstly to protect her, but also to detoxify her.
The most important thing is that he hopes to see her all the time.
But now, hope has come, and her heart is finally willing to relax.
However, he couldn't help but retreat, fearful, as expected.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he held her in his arms, and the luck spirit slowly blessed her sleeves, and Xianzi's face began to turn red.
When he walked inside, Ji Ciyan's side face had already made several marks.
He put down his sleeves and coughed a few times uncontrollably, with uncontrollable breathing.
"Are you okay?"
She supported him, feeling a little regretful, and just wanted to make him suffer, but this idiot pulled him down and let him lean on her shoulder, her eyes flashed slightly.
"sit down."
Ji Ciyan leaned against the wall and watched her busy.
Feng Fuyao first helped him take care of the injuries on his face, and then took off his collar.
The touch made Ji Ciyan almost jump up and hold her collar.
He looked at her and said, "That's no need."
At that time, he was outside, so he was afraid that she would notice, so he pretended to be angry and went back to simply bandage it. one time.
Feng Fuyao squinted her eyes.
The danger inside was so deep.
When he wasn't paying attention, she pulled off his belt with her little hands and stretched it in.
The skin inside was incredibly smooth, even better than hers.
She accidentally touched that A small bulge, after she fumbled it, immediately hardened.
Ji Ciyan gasped suddenly, and the illusion almost broke.
He wanted to take out her hand, but Feng Fuyao grabbed it and refused to let go.
He was so tortured that he almost wanted to "Fuyao, don't make trouble."
She replied coolly, "Who made trouble with you?"
As he said that, he tugged again.
"hiss" －－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Yi Pianliang: Grandpa, where is Brother Fuyao?
Easygoing: Your brother Fuyao is back home.
Yi Pianliang: Then why did brother Fuyao go home?
Easy-going: She went to help Cheng and said she wanted to collect it.
Yi Pianliang: Why do you want to collect it?
easy going: Are you one hundred thousand whys?
Yi Pianliang: Beautiful sisters, please collect more.
Cheng said, touching his little head, he is a good boy, he has a future.
His Highness: Tell me, do you love me?
Cheng said with big eyes and hazy eyes: Your Highness, I don’t love you.
Young Master: Say it again.
Cheng said: Young Master, I like you the most.
Your Highness:
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Young Master: Cheng Shuo’s integrity is shattered all over the ground Collect it, dear friends: