The candles flickered, the windows were not tightly closed, and the occasional cool breeze blew in.

Xianxian, no, Cen Yanran was pouring tea for the two people sitting at the table, her cuffs were gently pulled, revealing a small beautiful arm.

The white porcelain teacup, taking advantage of her jade knuckles, looks even more moving.

Although the face is still extremely beautiful, it is very different from the one Gu Anjue saw before, as if he had moved a knife, and even the outline has changed significantly.

Her chin became much more rounded, but fortunately, the curve was beautiful, and her eyebrows were slender and slightly curved, as if a smile would ripple, but this would reveal a bit of coldness because of her detached expression.

The standard phoenix eyes, with light pupils, are covered by crow blue eyelashes, like a pool in the empty valley, clear and quiet, and when they look at each other, they give birth to a sense of humility that is heart-pounding and dare not make a mistake.

The lips are a faint and seductive pink, full and clear, looking like cherries stained with dew on the branches, and even if they are sipped, there is no trace of curvature that can still make people blush and heartbeat.

"Immortal?" Cen Xue frowned and called tentatively, her eyes firmly fixed on the other party's face, as if she was afraid of missing a clue.

I don't know why, it's obviously the same appearance, Leng Ye also said that there is no trace of □□, and it was not advanced enough to have plastic surgery in ancient times, so it can't be that it was dropped.

As for Aunt Rong, she is kind to her, and the treatment she gives is good, there is no reason to betray, it should be like what she said, but she temporarily changed the order because Ling Yan was not ready.

Although she thought so, Cen Xue still felt very uneasy in her heart, her heartbeat was fast and slow, and she was not in a state.

Cen Yanran put the teapot back in place, and pushed the cup towards Cen Xue and Leng Ye's position a little more, and then raised her head, although she didn't speak, her expression showed that she was listening.

Fortunately, Xianxian used to be a very introverted personality, taciturn, and even because of the support of King Sui, he even wore a veil when he performed on stage, which was a little more mysterious than Ling Yan, the second in the group.

Cen Xue hesitated for a few seconds before staring at her eyes and said, "Why didn't you say you knew martial arts before?" Although she tried her best to control her expression, there was still some doubt in her eyes, and even her tone revealed a hint of doubt.

Can't blame her for thinking too much, Xianxian is good at the piano, and used to sit behind the bead curtain to play a song, but this time it suddenly changed to dancing, not to mention, and directly played a high difficulty.

Stepping on the white silk, directly crossing the lake seven or eight meters wide, the picture was extremely amazing and shocking, and instantly reminded her, a modern person, of the little dragon girl who lived deep in the ancient tomb and was beautiful and dusty.

There is no need to doubt that this year's Fang Master will definitely be an immortal, even if the green waist and Ling Yan are extraordinary, but with the flying dance pearl jade in front, the back can only be regarded as good at best.

Even herself, all that was left in her mind was the amazing scene just now.

Cen Yanran didn't care about her questioning tone, her brows frowned slightly, "Isn't it strange? ”

Cen Xue realized that there was a small pale mole in the corner of her right eye, like a teardrop from her eyelashes, and her originally beautiful face suddenly had a demagogic taste.

"Chu Yunsleeves, but that 'Silk Silk, Fragrance on the Sleeves' Cloud Sleeve Fairy?" This time it was Leng Ye who spoke, although he had been on the border and the capital for a long time, he still heard about the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

Cen Yanran glanced at him with some surprise, the coldness in her voice was obviously much lighter, and she could vaguely hear a little joy, "Do you know my mother?"

Having said that, she admired and respected Gu Anjue even more in her heart, and sure enough, the trajectory of things was no different from what the sect leader had expected, and even what Leng Ye said.

Because of Gu Anjue's intervention, Cen Xue in this life did not meet Yun Feici and Si Xuan, even if she was lucky enough to meet Chu Junxing, it was a relationship of friends, and it might be a little better than a stranger.

Cen Xue spent most of her time in the capital, and she didn't have the opportunity to explore the rivers and lakes, get acquainted with all kinds of contacts, and she was also in a state of ignorance about these so-called rivers and lakes, at most she felt that the name was a little familiar.

Seeing that the two looked at each other affectionately, but the topic they were talking about was still unknown to them, and it felt like a person being excluded alone, which was extremely embarrassing.

But who made her always show her tolerance and kindness, and she didn't even get angry.

Cen Xue herself didn't know why she suddenly became like this, obviously she could still laugh and watch Leng Ye talk with other daughters before, and occasionally make a few jokes.

Today, he became anxious and jealous, and even had the urge to pull Leng Ye away now, simply not wanting him to stay with the immortal, which was inexplicable and very turbulent.

In front of him is obviously a very moving beautiful face, and all of her facial features are exquisite, but in Cen Xue's eyes, she is even more terrifying than a demon.

It's dangerous, this is her first impression when she sees Xianxian.

There is no reason, it can only be explained by a woman's sixth sense.

Cen Xue gritted her teeth and forced out a smile, pulled down Leng Ye's cuffs, and waited to regain the other party's attention before she said softly, "Ah Ye, do you know who Chu Yunsleeve is?"

The eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were wet, and she looked pitiful and cute, especially when it was her long-liked sweetheart who made this expression, which immediately aroused Leng Ye's pity, but she just rubbed her head, and her eyes were still firmly glued to Cen Yanran's face.

Not to mention, I can really see some similarities, contours, facial features, and especially those eyes.

The same phoenix eyes, the tails of the eyes are lightly picked, cold and beautiful, very Chu Yunsleeve's demeanor back then.

"Chu Yunsleeve was a well-known beauty in the martial arts back then, ranking first on the list of Fengyue beauties, known as the Amazing Fairy, with outstanding light skills, and she could walk on flowers. ”

Leng Ye took the opportunity to stroke Cen Xue's black and shiny hair scattered on her back a few times, and explained, "If the fairy girl is really Chu Yunsleeve's daughter, it would not be surprising that flying dance just now. ”

Cen Xue originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but she was blocked by the other party's statement that she was a little uncomfortable and wanted to rest quietly, plus she was also selfish, and she didn't want the two to stay together anymore, so she simply pulled Leng Ye to the hall.

The door slowly closed, and the candle flame on the table was blown lightly.

Cen Yanran blocked it with her hand, originally just unintentionally glanced at it, but suddenly found a vague black shadow printed on the wall, looking at the outline, it was quite slender, and then corresponded to the next angle, which was obviously refracted from the beam.

Could it be that there was someone else in the room? Could it be......

A beautiful and impeccable face suddenly appeared in his mind, his lips pursed lightly, his eyes flashed, and there was an obvious haughty color in it, and a few twists were revealed.

Cen Yanran could guess what the other party would say later, "I came to see you because of the sect leader's order." He probably added casually in an indifferent tone, "I didn't worry about you." ”

It's really arrogant, Cen Yanran, who is familiar with modern vocabulary, easily found the most suitable adjective for Ling Shuangshuang.

A typical knife-mouthed tofu heart looks like a thorny rose, with teeth and claws, but the heart is incredibly soft, especially in the face of the people he cherishes, he cares silently about everything, and he has to make a proud look that he doesn't care.

From the moment the other party saved herself in the fire, she was destined to never let go of this life, what about gender? She has already lived again, and after so many blows, she doesn't care about those vain things for a long time.

Mengsheng, waking up from a dream and being reborn.

This time, I will only be reborn for you, and I will only be your own Yan'er.

Ling Shuangshuang, even if you have someone else in your heart first, I will try my best to squeeze him out, and then completely become the softest memory in your heart.

Cen Yanran hooked her lips, revealing an inevitable smile, as the saying goes, a strong woman is afraid of pestering Lang, this sentence is applicable anywhere, and she can see it very clearly, Yan Xun has no love for Ling Shuangshuang at all, and doing this by herself is not considered to be a knife to take love, is it?

made up her mind to scare the other party, Cen Yanran did not directly dismantle it, but pretended to blow the candle flame out of nothing, and lay on the bed with her clothes.

Si Xuan was originally a person with a habit of cleanliness, but he was willing to be a gentleman on the beam for the sake of beauty, and the dust kept pouring on his face, choking him so much that he almost sneezed, but fortunately he held back, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

After stuffing the silver, it was not easy to know the location of the room from the maid, and when Si Xuan knocked on the door and came in, Cen Yanran was sitting in front of the dresser, holding a peach wood comb in her hand, slowly combing the hair that was scattered on her shoulders.

Covered by the bead curtain, only a shadowy back can be seen, slender and soft, and people can't help but hope that she can turn her head and have a good look.

As soon as Si Xuan had tidied up his clothes and put on the most perfect smile, intending to make a good impression on the beauty, he heard the voices of Cen Xue and Leng Ye talking in the corridor.

He had seen Cen Xue, not long ago, he was originally a little interested in the new number one on the Fengyue Beauty List, and he planned to tease him, but after seeing the flying dance, Si Xuan immediately left Cen Xue behind.

A cold beauty who is full of fairy energy, ice clear and jade, and seems to be able to martial arts, compared to Cen Xuelai, who has been entangled with a certain man and is not very beautiful in appearance, Si Xuan naturally chose the former.

Men are all inferior and like challenging things, and in terms of women, it is natural that the higher they are, the more they have the desire to conquer.

The cold and frosty beauty, facing everyone is a guarded and alienated attitude, only smiling at you, and soft-spoken and considerate, such differential treatment, any normal man can't resist, right?

Anyway, Si Xuan's heart itched just to think about it, and the desire in his heart became stronger and stronger, so much so that he subconsciously ignored some details that he would feel particularly stupid when he recalled it in the future.

Cen Yanran has actually been listening with her ears pricked up, although she has only studied martial arts for a few months, but the focus is on light skills and hidden weapons, and what she is best at is listening to sound and distinguishing position.

Gu Anjue deliberately found a martial art that could be quickly developed from the Nanyue Sect Library Pavilion, and combined with the medicine exchanged for system points, it not only required talent and hard work, but also had great side effects.

Although she knew the consequences, Cen Yanran chose to accept it without hesitation, and put in a hundred times the effort.

She is obviously a weak woman, but she is even more desperate than the men in the sect, and her body is often scarred, even if she rubs the healing medicine of the Nanyue Sect, it will still leave a pale scar.

In his previous life, he was too simple, he was really wrong, he was burned alive by the adulterer □□, and in this life, he was designed by Cen Xue and married to a beast like An Mingyu, and he has been back and forth twice in the underworld, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

The only belief that supports Cen Yanran's survival is revenge, and now, there is probably one more Ling Shuangshuang, who occupies a more important and irreplaceable position in her heart.

In the dark, Cen Yanran's eyes did not close, and she clearly heard someone approaching cautiously, and the voice was very weak, as if she was afraid of waking her up.

also said that he didn't care about himself, and both of them were still as awkward as ever.

Thinking like this, the curvature of the corners of Cen Yanran's mouth suddenly deepened, her eyes were amazingly bright, and her chest was also swollen, with a strange sense of satisfaction, and she held her breath more and more, for fear of disturbing the people who were slowly approaching behind her.

Si Xuan didn't know how to read minds, so naturally he couldn't guess that he was mistaken for Ling Shuangshuang's ferocious man-eating flower.

At this time, his heart was also very chaotic, and he was a little inexplicably worried, obviously he just wanted to see the beauty, but now he has inexplicably become a thief who tiptoes and breaks into the boudoir at night.

When he was suppressed on the bed by the seemingly weak beauty, with the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, and a light and good-smelling aroma kept drilling into his nose, Si Xuan was even more completely confused, swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva nervously, and his ears were slightly red.

Fortunately, the sky was dark, and there was no abnormality at all, Si Xuan quickly adjusted his expression, put on a mask of merry and evil again, and said with a sense of ridicule, "I can't imagine that the beauty is so impatient." ”

His voice was very low, his tone was long and affectionate, and the two of them hugged each other in an ambiguous posture, the heat brushed his cheeks, and then slid over his □□ neck, and suddenly there was a crispy and numb itch.

As early as the moment she touched the other party's body, Cen Yanran had already sensed that something was wrong, and as soon as Si Xuan's words came out, her eyes became even colder, as if they were frozen.

Si Xuan was also sensitive to the change in the other party's mood, and just wanted to speak, a sharp object was placed on his neck, with a cold meaning, as if he had been licked by a snake letter.

It was a dagger, shiny and silver, with a ruby at the end of the handle, delicate and small.

"Say, who are you, why are you in my room?"

A beam of moonlight leaked into the slightly open window, and Cen Yanran saw clearly the man who was pressed under her.

The body is slender, the arms are tensed, revealing the shape of the muscles, the placket is pulled apart, and the white undershirt is lined with a honey-colored chest, which looks extremely sexy and charming.

That face is also very good-looking, not inferior to Leng Ye, with deep facial features, slightly deep eye sockets, with obvious exotic colors, and the pupil color is also very clear, like two glass beads.

Obviously he was pushed against the weakest point, but the man did not show the slightest timidity, but crossed his hands behind his head, and lay on his back for a long time, with an obvious smile in his eyes, as if he was sure that he did not dare to do anything to him.

even laughed ambiguously, and her fingertips brushed the back of her hand, "Beauty, don't move, if you accidentally hurt yourself, I will be distressed." ”

This man is also too bold, simply shameless.

Cen Yanran's heart suddenly ignited an inexplicable fire, and the strength of her hands also increased a little, and the dagger tip cut a thin blood mark on Si Xuan's neck.

In just a moment, the positions of the two were suddenly reversed, and the dagger was picked open, and it fell to the ground and rolled a few times, making a crisp sound.

"It's better for the girl's family to be gentle, what do you say?" Although he is interested in the beauty in front of him, Si Xuan still has some machismo in his bones, so that he has a small temperament, is not painful, and has the right to be interesting, and there will be some after that

"Let it go!" Cen Yanran was really anxious, and even her eyes were a little flustered, not because of shyness, but because of the instinctive disgust and fear in her heart.

Since experiencing the scumbag cousin in the previous life, and An Mingyu, who is inferior to the birds/beasts in this life, Cen Yanran no longer has hope for men, which is another reason why she likes Ling Shuangshuang.

Ling Shuangshuang, who was standing outside the door, naturally heard the sound of a hard object falling to the ground in the room, his expression suddenly froze, and his hands tightened the red silk at the cuffs.

She was originally relieved that Cen Yanran was relieved, so she hurriedly went up to the fourth floor while the green waist in the hall was performing the show.

Listening to this movement, could it be that Cen Xue noticed that something was wrong and started directly?

There was a faint sound of struggling and pushing inside, and Ling Shuangshuang didn't care about it anymore at the moment, he pushed the door directly in, and lit the candlestick on the table with a blow of the palm.

The firelight flickered, and what caught my eye was the two people hugging each other, men and women, their hair tangled, looking very ambiguous.

"Double ......" Cen Yanran's face turned pale, her heart became more and more nervous, and she instinctively opened her mouth to call Ling Shuangshuang's name, but fortunately bit her lip in time and swallowed her voice back.

Seeing the dagger thrown on the ground, Ling Shuangshuang directly defined the scene in front of him as a forced drama, and the red silk rushed straight towards Si Xuan, wrapped in gusts of cold wind, the attack was very fierce, and his eyes were extremely ruthless, as if he was facing an enemy who killed his father.

Si Xuan quickly avoided it, and he didn't know when there was an extra folding fan in his hand, which seemed to be made of a piece of blade, with sharp edges, silver flashing, and a faint black skull pattern on it, lining his evil face, looking domineering and chic.

This is the top three ghost king fans on the weapon spectrum, famous for a move "fan bottom Qiankun", you can take several lives between the hands, the most bizarre thing is that the blood beads will slide down the edge of the fan, and it will not stain the weapon at all.

"Shuangshuang, I haven't provoked you lately. Almost at the moment when the other party's red silk made a move, Si Xuan had already recognized the person, raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, "Is it possible that you have to take care of me when I see a beauty?"

Without waiting for the other party to speak, he added with a hippie smile, "You can't be secretly in love with me, right?"

Ling Shuangshuang sneered, the red silk had already been put away, and the silver silk thread was wrapped around his wrist, connected to several delicate and small copper bells.

This is her weapon, as soon as she shoots, it is bloody and bloody, especially when used on the opposite sex, there is a rumor in the rivers and lakes, no matter how high your martial arts are, you can't withstand the bell sound, which is the magic bell of this day.

Si Xuan's face changed instantly, he had fought with Ling Shuangshuang several times, so he naturally knew how difficult this woman was.

If you really compare it to martial arts, you must be better, but the other party is not only a woman, but also a very good-looking woman.

The pity and pity in Si Xuan's heart naturally can't be stopped, and it is good to be able to use the five success powers, basically blindly dodging.

In comparison, Ling Shuangshuang didn't have so many scruples, not only did he show no mercy, but also greeted him in the face, Si Xuan returned injured every time, making everyone in the rivers and lakes think that he liked the demon girl of the Nanyue Sect.

Such a poisonous flower, who can do it, it is simply wronged to death.

"Isn't it? Auntie, you're trying so hard, I'm just kidding. Si Xuan took the fan and jumped out of the window at the moment when the bell was popped off, and his posture was very chic.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to turn around and beckon to Cen Yanran, who was hiding behind Ling Shuangshuang, and smiled toothily, revealing tenderness in his voice, "Beauty, I'll come to see you next time." ”

Naturally, in response to him, Ling Shuangshuang attacked again, and several bells smashed towards Si Xuan, causing the smile arc on the corner of his mouth to freeze instantly, and the word "you" was also stuck in his throat, and the whole person was almost planted in mid-air.

"You, you, you, ......" Si Xuan, who was already standing on the roof a few meters away, gritted his teeth angrily, didn't he tease her, did this crazy woman react so much?

Could it be that he inadvertently guessed correctly? It's just because he has a crush on himself, but he is embarrassed to say it because of his face, so he goes to great lengths to destroy his good deeds? Now he is still annoyed and angry.

Thinking of this result, Si Xuan's face suddenly distorted, and his eyes became strange, biting his lip and staring at Ling Shuangshuang.

There is also a strange feeling in my heart, it is really a wonderful experience for an enemy to become a crush overnight. 166 Reading Network