A cold snort sounded, and the gate of the Snow Mountain Sect opened violently.

What kind of beautiful person is this?

She was dressed in a white bandeau and a white gown, with a cream-white belt that stretched down her slender waist, and a floor-sweeping skirt embroidered with lilies with silver silk threads.

Her steps moved slightly, her skirt swaying in the wind, the silver threads glittering in the moonlight, and the flowers embroidered on the hem of her skirt bloomed as she moved.

Her skin is like fat, and three thousand green silks are scattered on her shoulders at will, adding a different style.

Jun Qianxi's gaze moved upward, and when she came into contact with her eyes, the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, and she was stunned in place.

Her palm-sized face was inlaid with two curved eyebrows, which seemed to have been traced with charcoal, and the inky black set off the fairness of her skin.

Although the pair of Danfeng eyes did not contain the slightest warmth, they invisibly looked more charming and charming.

The pink lips pursed lightly, and the cold appearance of the face gave people the illusion that the beauty of the world was in it.

The important thing is that her appearance is seven points similar to Duanmu Ming.

The other party was also looking at her carefully, and after a while, a sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Ming'er, when did you have such a bad eyesight?" How can you be so close to an inferior person who has no spiritual power? ”

The spiritual pressure on Duanmu Ming's body was immediately released, but it was pulled by Jun Qianxi.

"Xi'er?" Duanmu Ming was a little puzzled.

Jun Qianxi winked at him playfully, she couldn't even see her strength, what qualifications did she have to say that she was inferior?

"Styx, is she the future mother-in-law?"

Duanmu Ming's body stiffened, but Jun Qianxi stretched out her fingers and scratched his palm, she had never made such an intimate little action, which made Duanmu Ming feel happy in her heart.

Moreover, she also affectionately called him the underworld, which made him even more excited.

"Xi'er, she doesn't have that qualification!"

Jun Qianxi chuckled lightly and said, "Ming, this is your mistake, no matter what the other party does to you, the grace of childbirth cannot be forgotten!" ”

As she spoke, she took out a stack of silver tickets from the space ring and threw them over directly: "These should be regarded as repaying my mother-in-law for her fertility to the underworld." ”

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and even the air seemed to be frozen.

Jun Qianxi pulled the clothes of the person next to him and shook it lightly: "Ming, don't be sad, the other party is pestering you, just asking for money!" As long as it can be solved with money, it is not a problem. ”

As she spoke, she took out the silver ticket from the space ring and threw it at the people from the Snow Mountain Sect: "Ladies and gentlemen, these are your appearance fees, and if you collect them, you will be troubled to roll as far as you want, and it will be a nuisance to stay, you know?" ”

What Senior Brother Hell is, shouting so affectionately, makes us Xi'er have the urge to smoke them when she hears it.

After she threw the silver ticket, she turned to look at the person beside her: "Ming, you won't blame Xi'er for making her own decisions, right?" ”

Duanmu Ming rubbed her hair, hugged her and sat in his arms, looking at the eastern sky, there was already a little light at this time.

"My Xi'er is doing the right thing."

With his words, Jun Qianxi was relieved.

She leaned into his arms, interlocked her fingers with him, and the two flirted as if no one was around.

Jun Qianxi's coquettish laughter relieved the beauties of the Snow Mountain Sect, and they all looked at the current head of the Snow Mountain Sect, Mu Xueyan.