"This time, if Yu'er can win by luck, she will definitely hand over the remnant picture to the prince, and then ask the prince to bring someone to help Yu'er go over to save people. Please search (product % book ¥¥ net)! The fastest update is that the enemy of the enemy is the friend. Although Yu'er is shallow in knowledge, Yu'er actually understands this simple truth. Anyway, that damn guy shouldn't know what the remnants look like, right? What's the problem with just taking a fake one to fool him? Damn, dare to rob this girl's friend and threaten this girl, this kind of person is actually damned! Don't be polite to him, he's too slow to shoot him! Alas, after telling such an old story for a long time, can't you just finish it with a single sentence?! You've been delaying this girl to look in the mirror for so long! ”

"Yu'er, this king said this because he didn't want Yu'er to misunderstand this king in the future......"

Nangong Ping weakly added another sentence.

With a pair of snow-white jade feet, Xiao Yu wore black hair and jumped off the bed lightly.

Finding a bronze mirror with high visibility as quickly as possible, Xiao Yu first exclaimed vigorously:

"Wow, sure enough! Lord Wang, Yu'er's face is really much cleaner! Also, the wound on the shoulder is all healed! Tut-tut, it's amazing! ”

"This king said so, will Yu'er complain about this king in private?"

Nangong Ping asked again slowly.

"Oh, the prince is so long-winded!" Xiao Yu continued to say happily without looking back:

Looking at Yu'er's skin, which suddenly became so white and delicate, Yu'er decided to forget all the things she didn't understand here! Oh, Lord Wang, Yu'er's skin has really improved a lot, how can this be, how can it be ......"

Leaning on the bed, Nangong Ping gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then replied casually:

"Well, in fact, it's a very common thing. All the masters and masters in this king's sect have basically very good skins. , are ten or twenty years younger than their actual age. Since he was a child, this king has actually been much better. ”

"Wow." Xiao Yu looked back with envy: "In this way, aren't all those masters in the prince's sect like some immortals?" ”

"Among the immortals?" Muttering a sentence, Nangong Ping replied with a somewhat depressed and tired expression:

"Everyone in the world says that immortals are good, but they can't forget their fame. If you look like a fairy, you're a fairy? Not necessarily, according to this king. ”

Well, that's a bit mysterious.

It's just that Xiao Yu doesn't want to continue to delve into it.

As far as I am concerned, do what I have at hand, and then, when I am done, I will give myself a vacation, go out to drink some wine, and eat some delicious food, which is a fairy day.

Other people's immortal theories have a relationship with themselves?

If you want to live simply, you don't have to rush to ask too many questions.

After taking a white tooth comb, Xiao Yu began to slowly comb her long hair.

By chance, seeing the snow-white and flawless skin of his Yansai peach and plum in the bronze mirror, Xiao Yu couldn't help but smile a little smugly:

"This time, it's so decent, what does the prince do when he says those boring words. The skin of the prince seems to have really turned a lot whiter. ”

"Well, a little bit of skin, this king doesn't understand, why you little girls, always care so much, like this."

Nangong responded indifferently.