But now it is obvious that Li Longji brought out this matter to discuss it, which is far from being as simple as the simplest speculation: "But the Li Tang clan doesn't necessarily think so. The eyebrows were slightly suppressed, and he glanced back at Junchen, with a little tacit playfulness, and lowered his tone together, "They will only feel that the queen of heaven is going to take the opportunity to gather them together and catch them all!" The words fell heavily, not like a hidden worry, but as if there was an inopportune secret excitement.

Junchen didn't make a sound, and listened quietly to Longji's continued words, while taking advantage of the situation to wave his hands without a trace, and retreat into the depths of the subordinates who were waiting.

After ensuring that only himself and Li Longji were left in the inner room, and that it was safe to talk about things, Junchen half-supported himself changed to a comfortable position, turned his eyes to look at Li Longji again, hooked his lips as if he was smiling and playful, and seemed to be a little worried: "San Lang, let me ask you something." The voice was slightly deeper.

Longji didn't think much about it, and responded with his chin: "Ask!" After that, he raised his hand to smooth out the slightly messy folds of the corners of the robe.

Junchen's voice was clearly serious, but he couldn't hide the meaning of banter, and at this moment, a little lazy sounded: "Do you want to die or don't want to live?" ”

"......" Suddenly, Longji made a subconscious stirring, and while turning his head to look at him, he gathered two eyebrows.

Seeing that San Lang looked so angry and funny, and finally felt that the whole person was embarrassed, the corners of Lai Junchen's lips couldn't help but tremble. He couldn't stop laughing, but because of forbearance and suppression, the corners of his lips finally twitched. Cramp.

At this time, dusk is approaching, and in the mist of twilight, the sky seems to be inadvertently dim, and the dark pressure is like drinking a whole jar of grape wine.

Overlapping the sparse shadows of light and extinction, Longji's determined handsome face was made clear and deep by Junchen's infamous joke. In this way, the two extremes were closely circular, and when he opened his mouth again, his voice suddenly became indignant: "You should understand that the reason why Duan Jian dares to bully you like this is because your current power is not big enough and your foundation is not deep enough!" "He's throwing a killer move! Coming to Junchen's city and endurance were deeper than he thought, and he knew that since Junchen's wisdom would not fail to see that he was agitating generals; However, he also knew that even though he knew that he was agitating the general, but this account, Lai Junchen would definitely buy it, "If you and I take the opportunity to worship the 'Heavenly Treasure Map' to make some articles...... Then we can all get what we want. Again, the thick eyebrows stretched as the end of the sentence approached.

As LONGi expected, Junchen became interested. To be exact, he has always been interested.

Li Longji's words can be regarded as open and honest, and Junchen never thought of pretending to be confused all the time!

The gentle evening breeze confused the ink hair, and Junchen's newly changed moon-white robe gradually stirred up and flirted by the wind, making him like a white crane in the sea of clouds with wings fluttering. He got up slowly, put his hands behind his back when he got down, and then carefully paced to the front of the small number of people, not forgetting to beckon Longji to come over.

Seeing that Junchen finally straightened his expression, Longji knew that he was interested in his mutually beneficial proposal, and walked over to sit down with him face to face. Junchen wanted to summon someone to drink the wine, but Longji frowned and stopped: "You are injured like this, do you still want to drink?" "It's out of the bottom of my heart.

The use is used, but it does not mean that the use means that there is no true affection between brothers. Double-edged sword, many things have always been sticky to each other, and they are destined to be indistinguishable.

Junchen stopped, still hooking the corners of his lips very elegantly, as if smiling and unsightly: "I forgot about this." Well, no drinking, we have tea ......"