She stepped back without moving, looking up at him with a smile on her face.

He asked, "Do you never get angry?" ”

Shui Linglong still smiled and said: "How can it be, people are not sages, there are seven emotions and six desires, joys, sorrows, and sorrows, but they are hidden deep or shallow." ”

He looked at her, his eyes swept over her face, deliberately teasing her, grinning, the shallow tiger teeth at the corners of his lips were exposed, and his handsome face was hanging, he said, "Then do you have ****?" You're pretty too, but have you ever liked someone else? As he spoke, his body took another step forward.

Almost on his chest, she subconsciously stepped back, still smiling politely, and said: "Linglong's heart is tied to Penglai Mountain, and every flower and thing here is what Linglong likes." ”

"What I say like is different from what you say like, I mean, have you ever kissed someone? Do you want me to teach you? He was teasing, she took a step back, he took a step forward, until he saw the irritation and panic in her eyes, he was in a good mood, he liked to spy on the emotions hidden under her mask-like smile.

That's the real water.

However, the emotions in her eyes were quickly buried, she smiled politely, looked up at him without being humble or arrogant, and said politely: "Does His Highness the Seventh want to see me angry like this?" ”

He smiled wryly, leaned over and exhaled in her ear, and said in a low and ambiguous voice: "I want to see you blush." ”

Shui Linglong was still laughing, suddenly grabbed his wrist, turned around and pulled it hard, clasped his arm behind him and kicked his back tendons, and was kicked by someone who grabbed the pulse and kicked him, he didn't expect it, a stumbling almost fell to the ground, and the disciple next to him saw this with a forced smile on his face.

"You are presumptuous!" was pressed to his knees by a woman, Feng Xi's face instantly darkened, and he drew his sword with a roar.

Behind him, next to the main hall, Ao Zhan, who was dressed in a purple robe, came over at some point, stood up, looked coldly at Feng Xi who was pressed to the ground, and said, "Linglong girl is very skilled." ”

Shui Linglong let go, turned around and said to Ao Zhan with a smile: "It's just His Highness Seven's subordinates playing with the slaves and maids, with the ability of the Seventh Highness, that is, the slaves and maids will be broken into thousands of pieces, and the slaves and maids are afraid that there is no room to fight back." ”

"You!" Feng Xi was annoyed and angry, staring at her for a while, she was so choked that she couldn't find a word.

Ao Zhan's eyes fell on Feng Xi's skills, and said, "Your Highness, someone from Fengqiu has come to the other side, and he has been waiting for a long time in Meiting. ”

"Fengqiu? I'll take a look. He put away his sword as he said and walked towards the backyard of Meiting.

Ao Zhan's eyes fell on Shui Linglong, Shui Linglong leaned over slightly, saluted him, and when he looked up, he saw that he had turned away. Looking at his distant figure, Shui Linglong's eyes were filled with incomprehension, Penglai Festival, many people came to the island, but only for Ao Zhan, she couldn't see through.

He was always so indifferent, he seemed to be indifferent to everything, in the Xuan Temple, she thought that the person who rescued her would be Ao Zhan, but she never thought that it was Ao Zhan.

She thought that the death of a Su Dandan should not matter to him.

But he saved her.

Ao Zhan, what kind of person is he?

Because the main hall of the Tibetan Immortal Residence was destroyed, Su Dandan and others moved to Chunhui Hall, at night, it snowed on Penglai Island again, and the fire was lit in the house, burning warmly, and the maid was nested in the quilt and chattering, talking about the gossip heard everywhere, it was nothing more than where there was another adult, where the adult was better with whom.