() Because it was really crowded, the carriage of the Purple Night stopped in a sparsely populated place in the distance.

Standing there and waiting for a long time without seeing the shadow of Tian Shui, Zi Ye simply walked around by herself.

Such a big person will not be lost in front of everyone.

The size of the Xicheng Bazaar is greater than the imagination of the purple night.

Walk and stop, until the sun rises, then I see a little shadow of flowers and plants.

Here, I think it is the land of spiritual grass that Tianshui said.

A whimper of excitement suddenly sounded, and Zi Ye instantly paused and looked to the side instinctively.

In the place of the sea of people, Ion Xuan stood there as if he didn't have zài, and the endless crowd stirred up a breeze and lifted his long green hair, but it was as if he didn't find out that he didn't have zài, and he didn't look at him more.

Zi Ye couldn't help frowning slightly with some curiosity, isn't the concentration of this group of people a little too good?

With the purple color of Iocene Xuan, in the crowd, how could no one look at him more?

Even if a man doesn't look at him with jealousy or disdain, women always can't help but appreciate beautiful men more, right?

You must know that in people's hearts, there is no distinction between men and women in desire and desire, and everyone will always involuntarily take a few more glances when they see their favorite beauty.

It's the same for everyone.

But Ixuan stood there, as if he had been forgotten by the world and did not belong to this space.

He is like a plum facing the wind and snow, staring at the wind and frost, smiling proudly.

Zhu Huang jumped off Zi Xuan's shoulder, jumped into Zi Ye's arms, and drilled into Zi Ye's chest quite undisciplinedly.

Zi Ye didn't bother to pay attention to it at this time, and all his thoughts were on Ion Xuan's body.

She looked around left and right, frowning slightly in disbelief: "Ion Xuan, how did you do it?" You are clearly standing here, and they also know your shaves, and when they pass by you, they also know to avoid you...... But why doesn't anyone look at you curiously? ”

Ion Xuan's lips suddenly blurred a graceful smile, and he glanced meaningfully at the hurried passers-by around him.

"Have you heard of anyone who said that around us, there are old monsters with ageless faces?"

"No......" Purple Night didn't understand why he said that.

"Then do you know how many years I have been in this capital...... I can't remember it for a long time, but no one has ever noticed anything wrong with me......"

As soon as Ion Xuan said this, Zi Ye instantly became alert.

She has asked herself countless times about this question in her heart, but every time she always inexplicably puts this question behind her or buries it deep in her heart.

Now that he said that, she realized how much she wanted to solve such a mystery.

At such an age, his face is not old, what a secret it is, there will always be people who want to find out this secret, at the very least, they can also find out that he is different.

But until now, she had never heard of such rumors.

Ion Xuan smiled evilly, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped the cheeks of the group of people around him.

The wind startled the man's short hairline, causing him to instinctively close his eyes, and suddenly stood there in shock, motionless.

The palm of his hand paused an inch away from the man's cheek, and the smile of the ion lip flap was even more unfathomable, and then he slowly withdrew his hand.

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