Chapter Ninety-Five: Biluo Yellow Spring, You're Here!

"I know, Ling'er, we are all the same kind of people, and I don't like betrayal either, if you betray me, then I will kill you." The man said seriously. Zi Xueling also raised her eyebrows when she heard his words, but didn't say anything. "Then commit suicide, even if you escape to the eighteenth layer of hell, I will tie you to me!"

Zi Xueling's heart swelled with emotion, who wouldn't be moved when she heard this? "Well, I'm the same, if you betray, I will kill you, of course, I won't live alone, Biluo Huangquan, you are here!"

The earth was already asleep, and the deserted streets were silent except for the gentle breeze blowing. A pair of beautiful people quietly hugged each other, Yue'er seemed to blush, hiding in the clouds and not daring to come out.

"Chen, show me what you look like." For a long time, Zi Xueling, who was lying in Chen's arms, said.

Chen Yiyan took off the white jade mask on his face. Zi Xueling's originally calm mood set off waves again, should this person be so beautiful! Rao has seen many different types of beautiful men, all of whom are handsome and unwavering, but none of them can compare to him! It can simply be represented by picturesque eyebrows.

"Stunned? I didn't expect my husband's appearance to be so effective, and I would have taken off my mask earlier. Chen stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Zi Xueling, and said jokingly.

Zi Xueling froze, touched Chen's face, and said to the ruffian: "Hey, if I knew that my family dust was so good-looking, I would have pounced on you for the rest of my life." ”

"Hehe......" Dust chuckled. provoked Zi Xueling to secretly curse again, why are you smiling so good-looking!

"I've seen yours, and you look at mine, so it's fairer." When the words fell, the veil on Zi Xueling's face had quietly fallen.

Now the stunned people turned into dust.

The corners of his mouth are slightly smiling, a pair of mysterious and crystal beads, smooth as pearls, his eyes are clear like a stream under the ice, not stained with a trace of dirt in the world, his eyelashes are long and thick, slightly upturned like a fan, he reached out and nodded his small nose, and his pink lips were shining with crystal color, bending lightly to create a beautiful arc.

"Hehe......" Looking at the stunned man, Zi Xueling smiled happily, and the beauty smiled and fell into the city.

"Hmm......" The next moment, Chen's lips had been accurately covered on her lips, so light that they couldn't be lighter, and they couldn't be softer. The tip of the tongue wraps around her lips and gently licks and kisses, like a spring breeze and like rain, and the warm feeling makes her feel like bathing in the warm hot spring water, which can soothe people's souls. For a long, long time, when Zi Xueling thought she would suffocate to death, Dust let her go. Zi Xueling hurriedly gasped for breath.

"In the future, you are not allowed to smile like this at other men, understand?" Dust said hoarsely.

"Got it......" Zi Xueling replied in a daze.

"Good ......"

Neither of them slept for one night, and anyway, for a cultivator, not sleeping for a night would not affect anything. The two of them looked at the stars on the roof for a night, but in fact, they didn't have a night, and when they saw half of it, Zi Xueling fell asleep. Dust carried her to the bed, covered her with a quilt, and slept on the soft couch on the other side.

"Dust." Zi Xueling called softly and woke up the dust. If it is almost dawn today, although Zi Xueling is a new human in the twenty-first century, but this is ancient times, if others know that she left a man here to spend the night, I don't know what will happen.

"Hmm." Dust understood what she meant and kissed her gently. "Ling'er, my full name is Mo Zhanchen, remember." With that, he disappeared in place.

Ink stained dust? That one...... That mysterious Seven Princes?! The one who has the best swordsmanship?!

"Ink stained dust......" Zi Xue Ling said. Dust, how many secrets do you have? I'm not going to ask you, because I'm going to dig for myself.