Although it was winter, the warm sun on his head, the sun shining on his body was extremely comfortable, leaning on the chaise longue by the window, just basking in the sun quietly looking through the miscellaneous notes in his hand.

It was this scene that Jinxiu saw when she pushed the door in, and subconsciously slowed down her pace, three thousand ink hair poured out, and a black robe leaned against the wall, and the placket hung loosely on her body, reflecting the red at the corner of her eyes and adding more charm.

Jinxiu's breathing tightened, and he silently calculated in his heart, two days will be the Double Ninth Festival, and this person will leave after worshipping his ancestors.

Jinxiu was still thinking about it as if she was drunk, but she heard a loud sound of "dangchang" at the bottom of the building, and she couldn't care about seducing her sweetheart when she was leaning on the clothes of the concubine, so she straightened her clothes and walked to Jinxiu's side after a few steps.

Jinxiu's long eyebrows frowned slightly, and glanced at the innocent beside her, and before she pushed the door to ask, Yue Ban broke in without even knocking on the door, and her face flushed and panted, "Gong, Gongzi, downstairs, there is, someone is making trouble!"

Jinxiu took off the cloak on the hanger, threw it on himself with a flick of the air, walked to the inner window in a few steps, took a little look at the situation, took out the mask from the cuffs and buckled it on his face, and jumped down.

The Wuxian behind him had a helpless face, but he still tied the cloak to his body, fiddled with his hat, and asked Yueban, who was still stunned, "Can you see my face?"

Yueban swallowed her saliva and replied in a daze, "I can't see it!"

As soon as Yueban's words fell, he saw a black shadow flash, and the handsome man who was still standing in place just now disappeared.

A few steps to the window, the moon and a half saw that the two had already met the troublemaker, the moon and a half saw this and couldn't help but be a little anxious, a few steps ran out and did not forget to close the door, except for the slightly open window, the room was quiet, only the incense burner in the corner of the wall was still slowly smoking...........

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But it was said that Jinxiu jumped down from the third floor, and it was just a light tap on the wooden beam in the middle, and a twist fell right in the center of the hall, and with a flick of his wide sleeves, the ink hair swayed in a wonderful arc.

Under the mask, a pair of eyes without warmth calmed the menacing few people on the opposite side, and without waiting for Jinxiu to do anything, he heard a voiceless voice behind him, "Master, you rest, I'll come!"

Jinxiu's newly raised feet were quietly lowered again, and the corners of her lips swayed a dangerous arc.

But he also said that the people who were looking for trouble were afraid of their strong clothes, and they were even more majestic when they walked, even if they appeared in the lobby in such a grand manner, they did not show any fear.

Instead, several of them stopped in front of them, and one of them showed a hint of interest on his face, "Big brother, you see, this is not a person who has the ability..."

The leader was a young man, about twenty years old, and he slowly lifted his booted feet from the collapsed table, and when he looked up, he saw the murderous aura of Wu Xian, which was almost substantial

"Oh, slowly, slowly!" The originally delicate face was also a little more ruffian under this malicious ridicule.

The footsteps of Wu Wu did not stop, treating him as nothing, and approaching those people step by step. On the contrary, it was the splendid embroidery behind him, who spit out a sentence with a smile, "Find fault?"