Chapter 53: Angry

When Fu Jing heard Jiu Yuan's words, he was also a little distracted, saying that he was distracted, but it was better to say that he couldn't look away from Jiu Yuan, as if he was remembering something......

Jiu Yuan subconsciously looked at it, thoughtfully. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"You are you, a unique being!"

Fu Jing looked at Jiuyuan and said lightly, her eyebrows were soft, she put down the cup, took her hand, covered her eyes lightly, and said, "Don't think so much."

The woman's fragrance came, Jiuyuan calmed the emotions in his heart for a moment, pulled down Fujing's hand and put it in the palm of his hand, looking at the people close at hand, Qingyue smiled, "Well, I know." ”

Fu Jing saw that Jiu Yuan didn't have any special reaction to her active closeness, and the other party was too gentle at this time, so she could only brush her hair and said lightly: "I, I'm leaving." ”

Jiuyuan smiled and asked rhetorically, "Can we still meet?" ”

Immediately, she raised her eyes to look at Fujing, only to see that she was indifferent but noble at this time, and her temperament was incompatible with here, and she couldn't help laughing, "Look, you didn't leave yesterday when you asked you to go." ”

"Alone, I don't know where I'm going."

Fu Jing said something that made Jiu Yuan spurt blood, and she twitched the corners of her eyes, "Do you have a fever?" ”

Fu Jing frowned, his eyes staring coldly at Jiuyuan, "What did you say?" ”

"I said you were pretty, beautiful, noble." Jiu Yuan's face was sideways, and he was helpless.

She can't afford to mess with this woman...

I'm afraid that only Duanmu Qingran, Demon Lisheng can compare with her...

Alas... Is her luck good? Or is it not good? , shame...

Immediately, the two didn't say a word, Jiuyuan sat and Fujing stood.

Long. Fu Jing glanced at Jiuyuan out of the corner of his eyes, and his breath was stagnant, this person was relieved that he fell asleep like this! Reassuring her? Still is......

Frowning slightly, with a wave of his hand, a robe covered Jiu Yuan's body.

How did Fu Jing know that Jiu Yuan was really tired at this time, and she hadn't stopped since she entered the Demon Beast Forest. And after being sucked so much blood by Fujing, his body was extremely tired! She simply knew that Fujing was here, and she ...... I didn't take the fact that people were leaving, so as soon as I fell into a daze, I ...... I slept through......

A few hours later, Jiuyuan woke up. Look at the clothes you are wearing. The corners of his eyes were bent, and he raised his eyes to look at Fu Jing, who was still standing there without moving, and said softly: "Aren't you tired?" ”

"Tired." Fu Jing frowned slightly, "It's too dirty here." ”

Damn cleanliness!!

Jiuyuan: "......."

Then she tore off the clothes she had draped over her body, spread them on the bed, and patted them. "Sit here."

Fu Jing walked over and sat down, and then looked at Jiu Yuan with a cold face. "This is my clothes!"

"I know." Jiuyuan said with a light smile, looking at Fu Jing sideways, "But, I'm just this one dress, can you bear it?" ”

Fu Jing also seemed to hear the alienation in Jiuyuan's words, lowered his eyes, and did not speak.

"Didn't you say you were leaving?" Jiuyuan raised his head and looked out the window, "I believe that no one in this continent can match your strength, and it will be a little inconvenient to be by my side." The voice was not happy or angry, but it was distant and a little inexplicable.

This person followed herself, sucking her blood for awakening, but now it is purely to pass the time, although she can't see her cultivation strength, but just her indifferent and empty gaze, I want to know that she is a person from an outsider, and she must be a supreme existence!

Except for the Xuanyuan Sword and the Mirror of Death, she couldn't think of it,

Jiu Yuan couldn't think of anything she could do to make this person follow her, after all, she didn't have anything in her that this person could covet!

"Are you angry?" Fu Jing's voice was faint, and his eyes were a little dark.

"Nope." Faint but slightly cool.

Seeing this, Fu Jing's eyes darkened, staring at Jiuyuan's back, his hanging hand pinched the corner of his clothes slightly, and his face was very ugly.