Yuan Ruolan leaned against the door frame, staring at her toes boredly, there was something dark black in the side seams of the white canvas shoes, which were bloodstains. She couldn't help complaining www.biquge.info she had brushed dozens of times, but she hadn't brushed it yet. When the shoes are soaked in water, they are not visible, and as soon as they are dried, blood stains will appear in front of them along with memories. Until now, she still hasn't adapted to the life of "killing", and when she was a child, she envied the happiness and hatred in martial arts dramas, and now she thinks about it as a fulfillment of a sentence: standing and talking doesn't hurt your back. The bystanders can see it more clearly than the authorities, but it is difficult to empathize.

Ouyang Zai appeared at the staircase at the end of the corridor, and he came with a 24-inch trolley suitcase. The light was soft and fell on him, chasing light in Yuan Ruolan's eyes, like a model walking down the catwalk, radiant.

Oh my God, he looks like he's ...... It's so pretty, isn't it?

Yuan Ruolan has always thought that she has a handsome guy's immune system, since her love affair began, "handsome" has never been the reason why she will be a nymphomaniac, and she can still not squint when she passes by handsome guys on the road. I liked Song Youchen because he had helped her out of the siege, but in the face of Ouyang Zheng, she was simply a nymphomaniac......

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took a few quick breaths, relieved the symptoms of cerebral hypoxia and dizziness, shook off the exaggerated scene in her head, pretended to be calm, and looked at the comer.

Ouyang Zheng pulled the corners of his mouth to the side, and his lilac eyes smiled with a smile: "Waiting for me?" ”

"Wait for you."

I rub, what am I talking about......

"Waiting for my head, also waiting for me."

Oh, how do you let me answer this kind of answer......

"Well, then, why did you go?"

Oops~ What the hell is the stupid question I asked.

"Buy the box."

Ouyang Zao's smile was even stronger, unlike before, Yuan Ruolan was not incoherent because he couldn't talk because he couldn't theorize, nor was she embarrassed to cover herself because she misunderstood what he meant. He couldn't fathom a woman's fickle mind, but he still felt extremely happy.

"Oh, yes, the box." She glanced down at the box, it was her favorite blue, could it be...... No, it must be a coincidence. "The colors are pretty good."

"It's what you like."

Unexpectedly......

Yuan Ruolan tilted her head and looked at Ouyang Zheng, her eyes showing doubts, and she was noticed by him.

"Usually, when you look at the blue in the things you use, you can make a bold guess."

He, is this explaining to her?

"Well, you can return the box, I don't need it."

"Uncle agreed?"

"He's messing around, and you're messing around with him."

"Uncle cares about you."

"Can you, don't talk like that?" She frowned slightly, "I don't sound awkward." ”

"I've always been like that."

, that's not the case with your choking brain circuit!

"Nothing to do, be courteous, or be a traitor or a thief."

Ouyang Zheng suddenly bent down and came to her with that charming face: "For you, I have always been like this." ”

"!"

She originally wanted to say "light", but she suddenly realized the ambiguity in his words, and then recalled many scenes when the two got along. In all fairness, he answered all her questions, and his words were mostly kind. Occasionally, her belly is black, and her belly is just right, which only makes her depressed and angry, but she never touches the bottom line. Compared to others, it is indeed very polite.

Thinking of this, she blushed, and his "specialness" about her made her think about it, and even wondered if he liked herself.

Ouyang Zheng obviously didn't plan to continue arguing with her, he pushed the door straight open, and saw Ju Yanchen sitting in the room, and Wang Shoucheng was gone.

Yuan Ruolan saw that his movements stopped at the door, and she felt bad and ran to the door.

Ju Yanchen's expression was serious when he saw her, his mouth opened and closed, although he didn't make a sound, she could see that he was saying "I'm sorry". He turned and jumped out of the window, leaving a word.

"If you want to save Wang Shoucheng, bring the traitor Zhu Xuanxi to Wuyuanfang."

I don't know if she has experienced too much or too little, she actually forgot the purpose of Ju Yanchen when she first found her, and forgot that their positions were different from the beginning.

Ouyang Zai stepped forward and caressed her back with his palm, not warm, but very secure.

Thank you, thank you, you were there whenever I needed it.

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Granny Jean stood under a coffee tree in the woods northeast of the altar, with the fragrance of unripeness. The woods are bottomless, surrounded by verdant or dark green plants.

Suddenly, a thick fog rose in all directions, approaching, and in a short time the entire forest was buried. From the outside, it looks like a puff of smoke is floating in the area. The disciples of the Phantom Sect sighed when they saw this scene, and there were even those who were not afraid of death who dared to provoke that crazy old man, and it seemed that someone was going to suffer again.

The blue light can't penetrate here, and Granny Qin can't even see a centimeter in front of her in the thick fog, if she were someone else, she would have been swallowed by fear and thrown into chaos. She didn't use her soul power, and even temporarily sealed the soul source so as not to collide with the surrounding gas. That's right, the so-called "dense fog" is actually a mixture of soul power and air, and the reason why the people who came in before were injured was precisely because they fought hard against this power in order to protect themselves.

Over the years, your soul skills have improved a lot. ’

'Huiyun? ’

'It's hard for you to remember me. ’

A hand stretched out from the thick fog and handed it to Granny Qin, who smiled slightly and held it without thinking. The owner of the hand pulled hard, and she only felt that her body was tilted upward, all the way through the fog, followed by a tightening of her waist, and threw herself into the other party's arms.

His handsome face smiled: "I didn't expect you to come to me first." Then he pulled her and pushed open the low bamboo door behind her. The scene changed in an instant, and they had clearly gone to another dimension.

There are flower beds, tables and stools, and guqins in the courtyard, and against the backdrop of the surrounding large bamboo forests, it looks like the residence of the legendary masters of the world.

Granny Jean has lost the ability to think, and she stupidly follows behind the man. They walked past the flower garden, which was planted with her favorite phalaenopsis; They moved to the stone table, and the smell of tea wafted from the tea set; When they came to the guqin, he plucked the strings, and the sound was ringing in their ears.

"Remember?" He smiled.

She sat opposite him: "Xiaoxiang Shuiyun, your favorite song." ”

He bowed his head slightly: "Can you dance for me?" ”

She stood up, drew a phantom spell mark on the palm of her little finger and placed it on her forehead, and swept it from top to bottom, and her face immediately changed drastically.

Her skin went from rough to smooth, like a shelled egg. A pair of curved eyebrows like distant mountains, clear eyes, cherry mouth, standard small jasper image.

She turned around, the gray light flashed, and she put on a set of rouge Hanfu. Then fold a phalaenopsis and dance in the courtyard to the tune. The posture is light, the skirt is swaying, and the fingertips and phalaenopsis are integrated, and for a while I can't tell the difference between virtual and real.

Suddenly, a cold wind swept through the courtyard, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the sky suddenly darkened. The man rushed to her at an unrecognizable speed: "You made a bet back then, and now the oath has been broken, no wonder I don't miss the old love!" ”

Beneath his bruise-studded wrists was her slender neck.

I know, you'll never forgive me. (To be continued.) )