"You demon is really interesting, obviously in the gloomy and terrifying place of this lock demon tower, but you are so indifferent" Bai Pale thin lips raised lightly, but a pair of blue eyes looked at the cold man in red who had sat in front of the desk again and looked through the books. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You know what?" The man snorted coldly again, and opened in a cold voice, but he picked up a long thin brush and drew it on the book at a glance, a pair of blue eyes slightly reflected the sparkling fire of the warm yellow light on the table, but saw a small moth fly in out of nowhere, and landed on the slightly dull yellow page without long eyes, but he stretched out his white and slender fingers to gently remove it, a pair of eyes with a little warmth, but extraordinarily revealed a bit of strange charm, so that both of them were stunned.

"You're just a demon, aren't you? Why do you still know how to write calligraphy? Qing Huan couldn't hold back his curiosity anymore, but like a kitten constantly scratching in his heart, looking at the pile of books and this very exotic arrangement, he couldn't help but walk to the cold man's side, and curiously looked at the smooth and elegant brush words with a strong and powerful pen style.

Qing Huan saw that the man didn't pay attention to himself, but he was bold enough to pick up a pure blue and white book on the case, pick it up and take a look, who knew that his hand had not touched the book, but the blue eyes of the man who was concentrating on painting calligraphy flashed coldly, and he shouted sternly, "Who gave you the courage to touch my book?" ”

Qing Huan was taken aback, this voice carried the extreme indifference of people and animals, as if without the slightest emotion, which made her stunned suddenly, but before she could react, the white figure next to her had quickly hugged her waist, and where she flashed, the slender brush of the pen quickly attacked her direction with a ruthless intention, and slammed into the wall.

"It's so dangerous, it's just a second" Qing Huan patted his chest in Bai Cang's arms and sighed, and then raised his eyes, but a pair of blue eyes looked at the silent man with anger.

"Hey, I said what's wrong with you? If you don't agree with each other, you will die, and I really haven't done anything bad for you! ”

Qing Huan was aggrieved in her heart, but in the end, her tone was a little choked, and she looked at the man in red angrily, she was so innocent, she almost touched his book when she just said a word, and she didn't know how she died.

"Hmph, no one can easily touch my things without permission," the cold man in red took out a brand new brush from the yellow wood drawer without the slightest influence, and sat up straight, not knowing what was written on the book.

Bai Cang glanced at the demon's pretentious appearance, his thin pink lips were lightly raised, but there was a bit of interesting light in his eyes, this demon was too possessive of his own items, right?

"Bai Cang, look at him, he wants to kill me several times, hurry up and beat him" Qing Huan couldn't get angry, and angrily pointed at the demon and complained to Bai Cang, especially when he looked at the demon who was still in good time, he was even more angry.

"Don't provoke him, we haven't figured out where he came from, besides, how can you be qualified to be ambushed and suppressed in this lock demon tower" Bai Cang sighed helplessly, but he hugged the angry woman beside him into his arms, looking at her like a child and the demon, he felt a little headache, a bit like a three-year-old child with a runny nose who knew that a dog bites people, but because it was cute, he just wanted to provoke and be bitten and came over to cry at himself.

Wait a minute, what is this and what metaphor is it? Thinking of this, the White Tiger Immortal Monarch, who had always been cold and serious, shook his head vigorously, unable to get distracted! Glancing around, the murals on the walls, the arrangement, and the small and delicate vermilion magpie bells hanging on the curtain door, the spotless environment was always bright and new, but it seemed to be waiting for someone, which made his heart tremble slightly.

"You can't be waiting for someone, are you?" Bai Cang raised his eyes again, but with a pair of blue eyes, he asked the red-clothed man who was sitting straight on the desk with a brush and painting.

The man listened to his words, but the brush in his hand that kept drawing suddenly paused, the man didn't speak, but just raised a pair of good-looking blue eyes and glanced at him, but the eyes were extremely complicated, as if there was a faint bit of water, which made Bai Cang's heart startled, could it be that he was right?

"You guessed wrong, the person I was waiting for would have died a long time ago" The man in red opened his mouth coldly, but he lowered his head again, his pale face revealed a bit of ruthlessness in the dim light, but it was obvious that his mood fluctuations were very obvious, and the unhurried strokes suddenly became hard and amplitude on the paper.

"Don't you be sad to be heard by that man if you have such a hard mouth?" Bai Cang spoke again, but his blue eyes were dyed with a bit of banter, and he whispered to the man in red.

"If I say it's dead, it's dead! If you dare to say more, I will let you die without a place to be buried! The man's emotions became excited in an instant, it seemed that Bai Cang's careless two words just hit his heart, he slapped the brush on the table, and the almost crazy red in his eyes appeared again in the next second, with fangs at the corners of his mouth, and his ears became extremely sharp elf ears, but this time it was more and more terrifying, the corners of his eyes were red, but his eyebrows were upside down, and his red dress gradually turned blood red, and his black hair faded into a very light hair color.

This time, Qing Huan sighed in fear, quietly dodged, and hid behind the silver-haired tiger-eared Xianjun tremblingly, and said to him with many mouths, "And said that I should not provoke him, now you provoke him, now it's okay, even the demon type has appeared, what can I do?"

Bai Cang didn't seem to listen to what she said at all, just narrowed a pair of ice blue eyes very seriously, didn't speak for a while, and then spoke, but the wind blew up the silver thread, he gently stretched out his hand but received a big red mandala petal in this closed lock demon tower, how is this possible? Why are there flower petals in this tower?

"Bai Cang, have you ever smelled a strange fragrance of flowers?" Qing Huan gently pulled the sleeve of the silver-haired tiger-eared fairy monarch on the side, closed her eyes and sniffed lightly, the rich fragrance into her nose made her deeply intoxicated, and then opened her eyes, but the original clear blue eyes were dyed with a bit of drunken smoke.

"While I'm still sober, you leave quickly, or I don't know what I'll do" The originally menacing man opened his mouth in a cold voice viciously, only to see him sitting on the ground with his chest covered, his extremely long silver hair falling to the ground, and the extremely bright red dress on the ground was all spread on the ground, but it revealed a bit of extraordinary beauty that could not be distinguished.