Arms shook, a red robe bulged, picturesque closed eyes, a crescent-shaped red mark suddenly appeared in the center of her eyebrows, which suddenly made her look bewitching, suddenly opened her eyes again, her eyes changed greatly, smiling and pretty, the water covered the mist, the charm rippled, layers of bewitching ripples spread, the small lips were slightly upturned, the red lips were slightly open, wanting to attract people to kiss Fangze, this is a poetry that exudes bewitching charm from the bones, her eyes waved, her waist twisted, the whole person faced the exit of the space, I don't know when, the slump appeared at the door, His white hair moved with the waves, and his eyes as sharp as an eagle stared at the picturesque poetry that came to him.

A fragrance rushed in, stretched out a soft and delicate arm around the neck, and the whole person was attached to him, exhaling like an orchid, and his eyes were enchanting with charming ripples.

The slender and soft fingers as watery gently swept across the handsome but cool face, and gently spit out the fragrance, curling the delicate red lips at the squirrel.

She stared at her coldly, grabbed her small and slender chin, and lifted it up fiercely, her gloomy eyes made Shiruxiang smile even more, without the slightest fear.

"My Highness, you have raised me for a thousand years, isn't it just for this moment? What, don't like, upset? The consciousness of flattery came to the mind of the young man, making his face even colder.

"Get out!"

"Hehehe, my good highness, if you want me to go, she has to have that ability, now, I like her body very much, although, thousands of years ago, we were the same person." The poetry is picturesque and coquettish, and the hands are unscrupulously stretched into his clothes, wantonly flirting, like a tickling cat making a low smile.

This kind of poetry and picturesqueness made Xuan Xuan's mind have a moment of trance, he has always wanted poetry and picturesque, the poetry that he cherishes and loves from the heart, but when he really faces such a charming and seductive poetry, he actually has a strange feeling.

Pushing her away, he turned around and took a deep breath with his back to the picturesque poem to calm the turmoil surging in his heart.

Shiruxiang lowered his eyebrows, a sharp light flashed at the bottom of his eyes, twisting his waist, the whole person was like no bones sticking to the back of Xuan, and the softness of his chest rubbed against him, which made Xuanxuan's whole body tight, his eyes sank, he turned around and hugged her into his arms and moved his feet, trapping her between him and the wall, a pair of big hands tightly pinched her slender neck, and said sharply:

"Don't play this little trick with me again, poetry is like green, you are not her, I raised you for a thousand years just to see the exact same face as her, understand?"

"Really? So, now, I'm using her picturesque body, don't you want it? Poetry is like a green smile, laughing to the bottom of the eyes, rippling layers of ripples, glowing with charming light, making the eyes squint, the hand holding the neck slowly loosened, the poetry is like green hooked his neck, soft as water body rubbed into his arms, tiptoeing, spitting fragrant lips fell on his cold lips, the bottom of his eyes flashed cunning, and the laughing eyes were bent.

At the moment when the fragrant lips fell, the tall body trembled, her eyes were unpredictable, and her strong arms fell on her waist and hugged her.

"If you want me, I'm yours, I can't run away!" With a bewitching consciousness echoing in Dang's mind, the charm hooked at the corners of his eyes and the crescent red mark on his eyebrows contrasted, bewitching.

The arms around his waist were tightened, and the poetry was like a green smile more demonic, holding her lips, kissing harder, absorbing the aroma and sweetness, this taste, he thought about it for a thousand years, tortured himself for a thousand years, and now tasted it, but his heart was very empty.

Shi Rulu stretched out her hand and slowly moved to her shoulders and removed her collar, and at the moment when her shoulders were exposed, her eyes shone brightly, and she pushed her away violently, and her eyes became gloomy and gloomy in an instant:

"Poetry is like green, don't waste your efforts, you are not her, you can't replace her, it was like this thousands of years ago, even if you control her body after a thousand years, you are still not her."

Seeing him say this, the poem was like a green lips and a smile, suddenly, his eyes changed, and the sharp light reappeared, the breath of the whole person rose sharply, and the sharp consciousness sounded in his mind:

"Hello, I'm not her, never her, you all like her, why, the Sea Emperor is like this, the demon is like this, you are the same, why, obviously we have the same face, why can't I, ah......" Shi Rulu screamed madly, ' Bang' A puff of smoke rose from behind her, and the whole person became like a ghost, full of black hair rose into the air, piercing straight into the air, the crescent moon red mark on the center of the eyebrows flickered, staring at her, his eyes were sharp, the corners of his eyes were raised, and an evil smile crossed his lips.

"If you raise my Yin Soul, you will have to bear the consequences of raising me." The sharp consciousness was like the scream of a ghost, stimulating the snarky mind.

He frowned slightly, the evil smile on his lips was deeper and heavier, but his eyes were as cold as ice, full of murderous intent.

"Poetry is like green, raising you just to satisfy my thoughts, and now, you wantonly encroach on the picturesque body, leaving you unacceptable." The finger pointed forward, and a wisp of cold air flowed out of the fingertips, shooting towards the poetry like green that rushed towards him.

There is no longer flattery in Shirulu's eyes, full of madness and a strong hatred, five fingers into claws directly grasp the wisp of cold air, cold air, straight palm, along the arm up to freeze, Shi Rulu was shocked, the hatred in his eyes was even stronger, flashed a decisive light, smiled at the slight, raised his hand and patted his head.

Shuffled's expression changed suddenly, and the figure swept to Shi Rulu's side in a flash, he was fast, she was faster, the frozen half of her body shook, flashed Shuffled, and at the moment when the palm was about to fall, a fierce breath erupted from inside her body, and the palm that fell was bounced off,

Shi Rulu's figure shook for a while, and the yin soul in the body seemed to be forced out, trembling for a while, seeing this, raising his finger a little more, Shi Rulu was instantly frozen by the cold air, the violent breath was even more violent, and Shi Rulu's face was extremely distorted and struggling.

Suddenly, the ring around the neck turned, and the red light in the middle of the bead flowed, and the sleeping bloody jade suddenly opened its small eyes, shooting out a wisp of cold light, absorbing the brilliance, the brilliance was dim, and the crescent red mark in the center of the eyebrows slowly disappeared.

The red light of the bead in the middle of the ring was restrained, and the bloody jade slowly closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The cold ice that trapped the poetry like green made a crisp sound, slowly cracked, and the dense cracks spread over, waving his hand, and the cold ice slammed and floated in the air, revealing the picturesque body inside.

He stepped forward, his expression slightly tight, his eyes showing urgency, staring at her.

Shiruhua slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were as clear as water, the water was rippling, and there was no flattery, he glanced at Xuan, and was wondering why he appeared here, his body was suddenly empty, as if he had been drained of strength, and the whole person looked extremely weak, blinking, and it was dark in front of her, she fell down, frightened, stretched out her arm and swept her, hugged her into her arms, and spun for a moment before falling to the ground.

This scene happened to fall into the eyes of the man who appeared at the entrance of the cave, and a deep jealousy flashed, and then he stepped forward with a smile, and his gentle voice sounded comforting.

"Your Highness, is Miss Shi okay?" His eyes swept to the high platform, and he was no longer in the ice coffin and the person in the coffin, and he was surprised.

"It's okay to be picturesque, in order to resist her, I exhausted the strength in my body, and now I'm just fainting, and it will be fine in a few days." Talking to Hu Hui, the tone of the slump was obviously not too cold, and there was a touch of gentleness, his eyes swept to the high platform, a bitter smile pulled out from the corner of his lips, and his eyes dimmed.

"If Ruhua hadn't broken in by mistake, she wouldn't have met her, and all this would not have happened today, I had kept her ghost for other purposes, but now it's good, it's a waste of thousands of years to support."

"Your Highness, everything is the will of heaven, and you don't have to blame yourself, let's go out quickly, the yin qi here is too heavy, which is not conducive to the cultivation of the poet girl."

He hugged his delicate body tightly in his arms, glanced at Yu Ying, and said lightly:

"I've been sleeping for hundreds of years, and I've been punished for what should have been punished, and there are some things I don't say, you know, I don't want the same thing to happen again." After speaking, he stepped out of the cave with a poetic picture.

Lu Yu looked at the back of Xuan Xuan's departure, a deep obscurity and misery appeared in his eyes, he sighed long, walked to Ying Xi's side, saw that he was unconscious, and with a wave of his arm, Ying Xi disappeared in place.

He turned around and glanced at the high platform again, a flash of contemplation in his eyes, and then walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Zhu Yu and the others, who had been waiting outside the cave, saw Xuan Yu holding Shiru painting, everyone's face changed, Zhu Yu stepped forward, purple eyes fell on Shi Ruhua, and asked in a low voice:

"Your Highness, is Miss Shi okay?"

He shook his head, glanced coldly at Jue Mo and the others, and said in a deep voice:

"When the matter is done, receive the punishment!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Jue Mo and the others hurriedly bowed down and watched Xuan Xuan leave the 'Cold Ice Cave'. Zhu Yu and Yu Yu also left with Xuan Xuan.

Hu Hui came out of the 'Cold Ice Cave', the light wave at the entrance of the cave floated for a while, and was newly sealed, Hu Yu walked in front of Jue Mo, and with a wave of his water sleeve, Ying Ji appeared on the ground, still unconscious.

"This is the merman you want to capture, General Juemo, General Tama, you have disappointed Your Highness." He looked at them and said lightly.

Jue Mo and Ji Mo looked awe-inspired, bowed slightly, and Jue Mo said in a deep voice:

"The subordinates will go and receive the punishment."

With a snort, his eyes fell on Jian Mengdie, who had been standing there and remained silent, his dark blue and blue eyes flashed with a bright light, and he smiled softly:

"Master Jane, I have been asleep, and now I wake up, I haven't seen you for two hundred years, let's talk."

Jian Mengdie reluctantly pulled out a smile and said:

"Miss Yu invites me, and Mengdie dares to disobey." I suppressed a breath of resentment in my heart, and after fighting for seven hundred years, I knew in each other's hearts that there was nothing to talk about between them, just because, when the nine-tailed fox Jian Mengdie first saw Shan Yu seven hundred years ago, she was moved by love, and the anger she provoked, and the open and secret battles were non-stop, and there was no possibility for them to sit down and chat.

Jian Mengdie understood it in her heart, and she knew it even better, so they just smiled and disappeared in front of everyone