She was here this time, and although she was scared to death, her face remained calm and normal.
Closing her eyes, she squatted at the kitchen door and raised the corners of her mouth as if commanding.
Come on, maybe this is also a kind of relief.
I thought that after being burned, her appearance would be completely destroyed, and she would definitely be abandoned or killed.
What kind of saint, what qualifications, success and fame were gone the day she got them.
What consequences can she get now?
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However, what she expected did not happen.
The surrounding temperature dropped instead of rising, and it was still falling at a very fast speed.
The irritating feeling gradually began to disappear.
What happened after it disappeared?
Qingjun's footsteps sounded beside her, and the delicious scent rushed into her mouth and nose.
When she opened her eyes, the strange arc at the corner of her mouth had not yet closed up.
There was little sunlight here, so she lit a candle in the room and tried to stand up, but to no avail, she couldn't move.
If you light a lamp at night, a small room like this will definitely be able to illuminate the whole room.
Although there are not many rays of light here during the day, she continued the light and shadow that were not very visible.
Casting her gaze on the ground, she could clearly distinguish a figure on the ground, with a slender body and excellent proportions.
Although slightly thin, she could feel the power from inside.
Wearing a wide robe and long sleeves, and a long crown piercing his hair, he seemed to be standing with his hands waving, and the breeze blew in, as if he would become an immortal in the next second.
Because the shadow is not dark, the shadow cast by the visitor on the ground is like ink melted with a lot of water.
It is elegant and dark, and can slowly invade people's hearts.
Wanting to see more clearly, she knew she couldn't move but she still looked towards the shadow as if possessed by an evil spirit.
The pull of gravity made her heart suddenly fly, she could move.
As a woman from Yuling Kingdom and a saint, she stood up with one hand on the ground.
Because she had been squatting for a long time, she still knelt down when she stood.
The hem of her lightly hanging clothes swayed a few times, and her black hair that reached her waist was slightly curled and hung down to one side of her body, like a weeping willow by the lake.
She admired and fell in love with the lake.
After finally standing up, the moment she turned her head to see the person clearly, she suddenly stiffened again, her eyes wide open, full of surprise and disbelief.
There are still things in this world that look like this.
For a moment, she couldn't find any words to describe it.
If he is too charming and charming, he will lose his arrogance; if he is too gentle and modest, it will damage his aloofness; if he is not a worldly person, he will be too ruthless, because the tenderness between his brows is showing to the world and to the world.
Telling her the fact that the softness in his heart had already bloomed for one person.
Standing tall and tall at the door of the room, Ji Ciyan frowned at her too obvious gaze, looking for death.
Just when he was about to come in with Feng Fuyao in his arms, the room was full of smoke and dust, which was very choking, and there was also the fire that wanted to be sprayed out.
He was afraid that Feng Fuyao would choke, so he directly used his spiritual power to push her directly.
Transported back to the carriage.
The jade hand clenched hard, and the breath around him became colder and colder.
Fortunately, he didn't choke.
If he really choked, he would definitely kill this ignorant woman.
"This young master," the woman's soft voice suddenly sounded here, with a bit of shyness and a third of admiration, and the rest was full of gratitude, "Thank you for your help, young lady.
Thank you very much.”
Judging from his clothes and appearance, he definitely couldn't be from the Yuling Kingdom.
Today, she was also wearing clothes from an unknown country.
It was also due to Yulonghan's eccentric interests.
In order to please him and satisfy him, she also Those who have worked hard.
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From time to time, she would change her clothes to attract his attention.
She had worn this kind of clothes before, and she had a good grasp of the language characteristics of other countries.
I'm not afraid of not being like what I learned, because as long as Yulonghan is happy, he won't care too much about these things.
Hearing her words, Ji Ciyan was willing to move her eyes away a little and look at her.
In order to leave a deep impression, Wuji also deliberately put on a pose that he considered to be the most delicate and beautiful.
The vertical profile of the third.
But she had just been intoxicated by smoke, blown by the wind, and her clothes were still a little unfit, so how could she still be as beautiful as she thought she was.
Ji Ciyan quietly looked at the woman who was seducing her silently, and suddenly frowned, even the muscles at the crown of her cheeks clenched together tightly.
This woman, except in front of Feng Fuyao, has almost always maintained a calm expression on His Highness Ninth Prince.
Today, he was strangely angry.
Or to a woman I have never met before in my life.
After dancing for a moment, Wuji opened her lips.
The temperature around her suddenly dropped, and she mustered up her courage.
She took half a step forward before slowly speaking, "Master, you are angry."
While speaking, She bravely walked forward again.
Inside the carriage, the young man in red suddenly shivered, and sat up in a sudden motion.
His beautiful eyes narrowed instantly, and his eyes as black as pearls sparkled, and anger flashed past.
As if she remembered something, she exerted force on her hand, and the golden light glowed all over her body.
When she looked around, she had long since disappeared from that place.
Although Ciyan fell asleep just now, she seemed to see billowing smoke and dust in a blur.
Could it be that he was in danger?
Thinking of this, her heart suddenly tightened, and the feeling of suffocation slowly spread.
Her long linen hair flew up in the wind, her fiery red clothes quickly fell back, her dark red pants wrapped around her slender legs, and her eyes became darker and darker.
It was getting colder and colder, and because of the rapid pace, the wind hit my face with a burning pain.
Although there is no second home in this place, the end of the path is not far from the landing of the bamboo house.
It only takes more than ten minutes to walk at a normal speed, and Feng Fuyao is accompanied by golden light.
At that moment, even waiting outside the door Suyu didn't even see the human form clearly.
He only felt an abnormal wind blowing by.
When he came back to his senses and looked around, the doorway was motionless, and even the leaves on the ground did not change.
Touching his chin, he was indeed the person who followed Ji Ciyan the most.
He just shook his head and stopped moving.
No matter who that person is, His Highness has told him to just stay at the door and there is no need to go in.
"Go away", the male voice that had always been as gentle as jade suddenly became as cold as winter, mixed with vague anger.
"Sir, please don't be angry.
There's nothing wrong with Wuji.
I can change it or apologize, but can you please don't be angry."
The woman's voice was on the verge of tears, as if she didn't hear any trace of disgust and remained calm.
He said carelessly.
After a few ping-pong sounds, the man's voice sounded again, and his anger was even more serious than before, "Go away, stay away from me."
As soon as the words fell, there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
The woman's delicate voice was mixed with a hint of hoarseness, "Ah, Master, why are you so cruel?"
After she finished speaking, there was a cry.
It didn't sound unpleasant, but when she heard it, the person had a frosty look on his face.
Unfortunately, she didn't notice it.
With cold eyes narrowed, Ji Ciyan's face darkened, she retracted her hand and vigorously shook off her sleeves, as if they were stained with something unclean.
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The half of the cuffs broke instantly, revealing the inner garment.
"You are the master here" is a question, but it sounds like, where has the master here gone?
"Young Master, Wuji's waist hurts so much."
This young master looked so gentle, but he was so cruel when he hit people.
"Really, if you don't believe me, please take a look."
After saying that, she wanted to lift up her clothes to let him see.
When Ji Ciyan saw this, she immediately lowered her eyebrows.
She moved the fingers of her left hand slightly, a few flashes of silver light flashed by, and the aura of death became strong in an instant.
"If your waist hurts, just chop it off.
Is it really a joke that it won't hurt anymore if you yell about it?
Or is it that this little girl is so open-minded now that she just pulls off her clothes and exposes two pieces of flesh, thinking that she can attract other people's attention?"
The unique voice of a young person, which was neither pleasant nor unpleasant, came from the door, as if she was lamenting the society.
She was so calm that she was criticizing the person who just tried to use a honey trap.
After hearing this, Wuji was bold and did a lot, but his cheeks turned red as he was told.
He grabbed his collar and dragged his broken trouser legs on the ground, unable to cover up the large area of skin.
I don't know why.
After the boy finished speaking, she was actually scared.
She shrank her legs back and covered them with her skirt, making her look even more pitiful.
"Young Master Wuji doesn't exist."
She didn't pay attention to the speaker.
After posing, she eagerly explained to Ji Ciyan.
But what she did was so obvious that she tried to cover it up, and the details became darker and darker.
Glancing at Ji Ciyan, she miraculously saw a gentle look on the immortal man.
She slowly lowered her head, but she was staring at the door.
What do you mean?
Obviously, besides being upset, you also have some doubts in your heart.
Why does what that person said sound so awkward?
What seemed very awkward to her was a different story to Ji Ciyan's ears.
As Wuji saw, after the sound of hitting Feng Fuyao came out, Ji Ciyan not only quickly retracted her hand, but even the end of her eyebrows was dyed with a smile.
The little guy was jealous.
Qingcha's footsteps sounded slowly, and she saw the scene just now outside the door, although she only saw it through the crack of the door.
In the dirty and messy house, the elegance and tranquility it had been decorated before can be vaguely seen.
Looking at her kneeling on the ground, her face covered with dust and soil, and her very untidy clothes, she is obviously an extremely coquettish woman, but she thinks she is It is a pure and white white lotus.
Slowly she breathed a sigh of relief, no matter how she looked at it, this house didn't look like it was made by her.
Thinking back to Ciyan's question just now, it was obvious that she was not the owner of this house.
The pot that was smoked black was filled with black vegetables.
While she was looking at the room, the other two people in the room were also looking at her. t: