Meeting his gaze, her palms were sweaty, and the corners of her mouth kept a smile, and said, "Your Majesty, can you let me get up?"

He frowned and stared at her, pensive.

Seeing that he was motionless, she laughed again and said, "Your Majesty, I think this is a little embarrassing, do you want to continue the unfinished business, or do you want to let me go" She said, her eyes fell on his open chest, smiled lightly, and said, "To say, in terms of appearance and figure, Your Majesty is also beautiful and delicious, I don't mind in-depth communication with Your Majesty." ”

He frowned, let go of her and got out of bed, on the bed, she got up and dressed quickly, and said with a smile: "I hope Your Majesty can send the Buddha to the west, if he is asked, please remain silent, otherwise, if you are asked, I will say that the slave is just acting according to orders." ”

He glanced at her coldly, her threat was insignificant to him, and he wanted to know more about what she was than her

"What is your being," he asked.

He couldn't see her body clearly, and the body behind her was cloudy, as if it didn't exist, or as if it could be hidden, not allowed to be snooped.

Her expression remained unchanged, and she said: "For our clan, letting people know their own body is like standing naked in front of people, there are only two situations, one is when you marry each other, and the other is when you die, if Your Majesty wants to know my body, it is better to go to Jingmuro Mountain to propose marriage first." She said, squinting, and turned to open the door and leave.

Looking at the figure she left, a flash of doubt flashed in his eyes, was he too concerned Why did this woman give him a feeling of déjà vu, but this feeling was quickly blurred by her, she and Su Dandan are two completely different people.

There were thieves in the Sword Immortal Pavilion, the disciples patrolled more rigorously, and many additional people were sent near the Santian Terrace, Han Jiangxue was ordered to lead the team and guard in front of the Santian Terrace, and the defense of the entire Sword Immortal Pavilion became more rigorous and solid.

Su Dandan found a secluded firewood room and went in, sat down cross-legged, touched his lower abdomen, which was slowly recovering, and remembered the peach blossom roll on the eighth floor of the towering platform, and didn't understand why Han Jiangxue was only shocked when she touched the picture scroll, but when she touched the picture scroll, she was directly attacked.

If she wants to enter the Qiankun Realm, unless she can win the phantom who guards the Qiankun Realm, judging from his dress, he should be the predecessor of the Sword Immortal Pavilion, and judging from the posture and swordsmanship, he should be the master of the Sword Immortal Pavilion, even if he is not the ancestor, he should be a well-known elder of the Sword Immortal Pavilion.

There are a total of three immortal families in the Sword Immortal Pavilion, one is the ancestor Wine Sword Immortal Li Feiyun, one is the Sword Saint Ye Yin, and the other is the Sword Immortal Su Qi.

That phantom may belong to any of the above, but whether it is a wine sword immortal or a sword master or a sword immortal, it is not easy to deal with.

She pondered, and suddenly felt something smash in the safe space, and she reached out, and the black egg in her palm immediately condensed.

The egg body trembled restlessly, and her figure turned into a streamer of light into the safe space, and at some point, the entire safe space turned into a huge gossip array, black and white swirling and blending, just like the scene in her dream.

And above the gossip, the golden streamer wrapped the little snake egg, and the golden runes on the white eggshell swallowed, just like the runes on her black egg, but its runes didn't seem to be completed yet.

(Markor Literature-)