The purple beam of light that surrounded Di Yao shrank and tightened regularly like a heartbeat, and his body, which was originally no more than the height of the bed, instantly lengthened, and the white and tender face gradually opened, with sharp edges and elegant lines, like a perfect statue made by nature, and every stroke was the most beautiful masterpiece.

The original purple grape-like eyes gradually became narrow and long, and the dark purple light shot out of the eyes, ready to move!

Dressed in delicate and gorgeous purple clothes, it seems that a demonic god from hell sinks temptingly.

Before Mo Mo Ge could turn around from Di Yao's sudden convulsions, he was pressed the bed by a pair of hands, and the wanton ink hair poured down with the master's movements and landed on Mo Moxibustion Ge's neck.

"Huh?! ...... you went to someone's house last night? The red lips fell fiercely, Di Yao's tone was deep, and he imprisoned Mo Moxibustion Ge's head with one hand, not allowing her to move.

"Di Yao, you-!" Before the words of the ink moxibustion song were finished, the remaining words were swallowed into his throat.

With a pair of eyes wide open, Mo Moxibustion Song could even see Di Yao's eyelashes that were more distinct and better looking than a woman!

I rub! Subconsciously slapped the past.

Di Yao subconsciously flashed, Mo Moxibustion Ge's right hand sliped, a silver light flashed, and a dagger was horizontal in front of Di Yao, Mo Moxibustion Song angrily reprimanded: "Di Yao! What are you crazy about?! ”

The dark purple eyes stared at him steadily, the light was overflowing, but they did not speak.

The atmosphere froze in an instant.

Di Yao's body suddenly erupted with a burst of dazzling purple light, the purple light flashed, and a white and tender little bun fell asleep on the bed, the tight eyelashes were distinct, and the pink lips were just right, one by one, but the eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Of course, there is a price to be paid for the consequences of overdrawing strength and reversing growth.

"Hu ......" Mo Moxibustion Ge, who felt a little out of strength for a moment, instantly collapsed on the bed, put Di Yao into the ring, his chest rose and fell, and the dagger in his hand fell aside.

Di Yao's appearance is indeed a little frightening! Even if she went to kill him in her previous life, she didn't see his love fluctuate so much.

Frowning tightly, Mo Moxibustion Song slowly recalled in his mind the memories he saw of Di Yao and his unusual actions after the crossing, and then thought of Di Yao's strange questioning tone before, and his heart sank slightly.

...... does he like her?

No! No way! In the next second, Mo Moxibustion Ge immediately vetoed his idea.

In his previous life, this noble man had looked at them in front of the training camp, and his tone was cold and cold, "You don't need feelings.

There is no weakness without feelings, and what I want is a killer without weaknesses, not a waste with feelings! ”

Me is ruthless inside, and once the killers under his command are investigated and punished, they will be arrested and sent to the torture chamber to accept the criminal law, and life is better than death. As the leader of the ME organization, Di Yao is even more disdainful of the so-called feelings!

The corners of his mouth rose indifferently, and Mo Moxibustion's eyes were cold. I thought that Di Yao who crossed would change one or two, but it turned out that Di Yao was Di Yao and would not change with the change of the environment.

As domineering as ever, as always with no one in sight, as always arrogant!

Even today, he still treats her as the property of the ME organization, a puppet who must be obedient.

Clenching the handle of the dagger in his hand, Moxibustion's eyes were like ice. She will use her actions to tell him, she, Moxibustion Song, does not belong to anyone, nor does she belong to any organization!

The Moxibustion Song is the Moxibustion Song! Her fate and actions are in her sole control, and she is not at the mercy of others! She belongs only to herself!

It was undeniable that at the moment when Di Yao was unconscious, she really had the urge to cut his throat with a dagger.

After resting for a while, Momoxibustion Ge looked around at the dilapidated room and sighed speechlessly. Fortunately, there was nothing in her room, otherwise Di Yao would have to smash it all if she was so mad. At that time, I am afraid that Liu will find an excuse to die again.

After tidying up the house a little, Mo Moxibustion Ge saw the intact big red bag pants on the side, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

The fabric of this bag pants is so good! It's not even broken!

Although there was a little interlude in the middle, it did not affect the final plan. Mo Moxibustion Ge smiled and picked up the big red bag of obscene pants, wrapped them in fabric, covered himself up again, and quickly climbed over the wall, and went straight to the Treasure Pavilion, laughing wildly in his heart.

Hahaha! I believe that by the afternoon, the news of the auction of Zhenyuan Hou Shizi's wind and obscene pants will spread throughout Kyoto!

…… Wind House......

Wind Reversal Marks In the morning, both eyes were completely black.

Apparently because of Moxibustion Song, I didn't sleep well all night.

It wasn't until he called the little guy to ask for the news and found that there was no exciting news about him today, that Feng Reverse Scarred's heart was gently relaxed.

knew that she didn't dare to really sell his dirty pants!

After being "frightened" all night, he didn't want to go out when the wind was reversed, so he directly avoided all his friends and read the sword in the courtyard alone.

Only when he practiced martial arts could he calm his restless heart.

It turns out that the wind reversal mark is still too underestimated ink moxibustion song...... In this world, there is really nothing she doesn't dare to do, only what she doesn't want to do!

In the afternoon......

Wei An, the personal servant, hurriedly ran in, "Young master! ”

"What's the matter?" The cold long sword hummed, the light purple energy lingering on the edge slowly dissipated, and the wind reversal mark faintly put away the long sword. Only the green leaves that were flying in the sky and all cut in half showed what had happened here before.

"Young Master Lan, they want to see you." Wei An hunched his back and said respectfully.

Feng Reverse Scar frowned, and his voice was as light as the wind, "Didn't I say that I didn't see a guest today?" ”

"But Lan Gongzi insisted on coming in, and the little ones stopped them...... I can't stop ......" Wei An buried his head again, eager to shrink into an ostrich. If the young master knew the news that Lan Gongzi had brought......

Putting down the long sword, Feng Rebellion knew that if Lan Chumu and the others came in with an iron heart, Wei An would not be able to stop them. "Call them in."

"Yes!" Just as Wei An received the order, a merry and evil voice suddenly sounded at the gate of Lingfeng Courtyard, "No need! I've arrived! ”

At the door, Lan Chumu was dressed in a splendid blue coat, and while walking, the cloud patterns on the smooth fabric fluctuated, as if he was alive.

The long black hair was tied back by the blue agate, Lan Chumu's distinct fingers were against the jade fracture fan, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth added a bit of evil to him, his skin was as fair as jade, and his lips were neither dark nor shallow, just right. It's really a young man who is on the stranger, and he is full of romance!

Behind Lan Chumu, it was none other than Di Ming, the demon king of the mixed world, who was in the party. Di Ming was dressed in a red juvenile outfit, a head lower than Lan Chumu, and looked like a little brother who was taken out of the house by his brother.

On the face of the pink carving, you can vaguely see the handsome man who has grown up, and there is still a trace of childishness between the eyebrows.