The filigree painting knew that Qin Jun had always had a cold face, and she said: "Qin Gongzi, the little woman is looking for you to discuss important matters......

"Get out. Qin Jun was racing against time, how could he have time to deal with this annoying woman, he immediately snorted coldly.

The filigree painting was ready to be rejected by Qin Jun, she took a deep breath and said, "My father said that if I recommend him, he can let Gongzi enter the inner gate of my Immortal Peerless Sect and become an inner disciple who can be directly promoted without assessment." ”

"Get out. Qin Jun flicked his sleeves, he was really impatient.

She had good filigree painting skills, and she took two or three steps back before she stopped going backwards.

She sighed, she knew that the courtesy would not move him, so she could only use force.

She didn't hesitate any longer, when Qin Jun passed by her, she raised her hand, and a handful of fine powder spread out from her hand, all of which fell on Qin Jun.

Qin Jun was hit, and his body was immediately a little unstable.

He reacted quickly and gave the other party a handful of psychedelic powder.

For a while, the powders of the two in the air collided together, producing new toxins.

Qin Jun took advantage of the fact that the filigree painting fell into an illusion, and he dodged and entered the space.

This is a corner, when Mo Weiran rushed here, Qin Jun had already entered the space, leaving only a filigree painting on the scene.

Mo Weiran entered the position densely covered with two kinds of medicinal powder, and he unfortunately inhaled the medicinal powder into his body, his expression was immediately in a trance, and there was a heat rising from his lower abdomen.

There was a momentary blur of his will.

He seemed to see the figure of "Ming Fei" close at hand.

"Ming Fei" seemed to be very uncomfortable.

He walked over and said softly, "Fei'er, what's wrong with you?"

The filigree painting could no longer tell whether it was reality or fantasy, and she only saw "Qin Jun" walking towards her, and calling her name warmly.

She grabbed Mo Weiran's neck and said, "I'm weak and dizzy, you can help me to rest!"

"Good. Nephrite was in his arms, Mo Weiran looked stunned, and pushed the woman who was leaning on him.

Why is it so strange? and so repulsive?

What's wrong with him?

Mo Weiran shook his head fiercely, trying to sober himself up.

The sack he was carrying in his hand was also thrown aside by him.

He thought about it carefully.

He should be in the desert with Euris to escort the children of Qiang and Wu out of the desert safely.

No, no.

He left Euris behind, and he rushed back to the capital alone, without rest for two days and two nights, in order to support Ming Fei and check her happiness.

Is he on his way now? or where?

That's right, that's right.

He seems to have rushed to the capital and is participating in Uncle Ming's assessment project.

Who is the man in his arms?

Although he had a Ming Fei's face, he knew in his heart that this person was not Ming Fei.

He snapped, "Who are you?"

"Xinran, I'm Ming Fei! Mo Weiran's mind sounded this sentence.

And the filigree painting says: "I am the person you will marry in the future, marry me, and you can walk sideways in the immortal gate." ”

The filigree painting looked at "Qin Jun", for fear that the man she had calculated for a few months would fly like this, she sprinkled a packet of medicinal powder again.

Mo Weiran has not rested for two days and two nights, coupled with the serious loss of physical energy, and now that he has the drug to sleep, he obviously does not want to fall, but his body can't withstand the sleepiness and faints.

The filigree painting caught him, stretched out her hand to touch the handsome face that made her fascinated, and she laughed: "Today, I am your bride." ”