Xiao Hei jumped in front of Jiang Zichun, wagged his tail for a while, and circled around him scrutinically.

The emerald eyes were incredulous and skeptical.

Did it hear it right?

This idiot dares to take away the soul of a human without permission?

"Meow~" [Stupid ghost, you ran away from your sister.] 】

Qin Luo was not there, and Jiang Zichun was even more lazy to pay attention to it.

A cat, you know a fart.

He picked up the washed apple on the table and took a bite, still thinking about what to do with that Jiang Zizhan in his head.

As for the angry Qin Luo.

Why do you have to think too complicated about selling cute and pitiful things that can be solved?

Jiang Zichun hummed a tune, diligently brought clean water, scrubbed all the things Jiang Zizhan had touched, and then decided to do an all-round cleaning of the house.

Although it can be solved by a clean trick, he prefers to work by himself.

o(≧v≦)o is still good at home, and when he finishes cleaning, the owner will forget the mistakes he made! ～

Xiao Hei looked at the expression of an idiot, is it really good for you to be such a happy self-deceptionist?

Jiang Zichun changed the futon and dried it on the balcony, then spread a clean quilt cover, and then picked up a feather duster to clean up the dust in the cabinet.

was on the rise, I didn't know where to poke it, and suddenly a wooden box fell out of thin air.

Outside, the roaring black cat licked its paws for a moment, and then calmly continued to lick.

This SB, it is estimated that it is in trouble again.

Just get used to it.

Jiang Zichun squatted on the ground and curiously touched the floating wooden box with a light fragrance with a duster, the body of which was made of precious gold silk rosewood and inlaid with valuable dark jewelry. The dark purple staggered texture is extremely exquisite, and it exudes a very expensive and tall atmosphere of Lao Tzu.

Qin Luo rarely uses such a gorgeous appearance, and he actually didn't find out about its storage until now, which shows how well the owner has protected the box.

This made Jiang Zichun want to get a glimpse of what kind of treasure the contents of the box were.

Anyway, Qin Luo is not here, he will leave his heart behind when he is a little entangled, he will just take a look, and there will be no less meat~

With a slight press of the button, the lid popped open, and another faint floral fragrance immediately overshadowed the smell of rosewood, and a small wooden comb lay inside.

There is a peach blossom branch carved on it, and each notch is quite careful, and it is meticulous to the complex and tiny lines on the petals, which is lifelike and ingenious.

He seemed to be able to see through it a girl in a white Luo skirt without powder in the fairy mist, with shy pink cheeks, standing under the fluttering tree and smiling.

Jiang Zichun held his breath and indulged in the beautiful scenery of the peach blossoms in the ten miles. Fascinatedly, he stretched out his hand from afar, wanting to touch the young eyebrows of the girl who stood not far away.

The thin smoke gradually dissipated, and the other party's familiar facial features were clearly presented in front of him, this woman in white was undoubtedly Qin Luo!

"Master?"

Jiang Zichun was stunned.

The moment the white jade fingers approached her clothes, a pinprick of pain struck her like an electric current that quickly spread throughout her body.

Jiang Zichun thought at first that it was because the wooden comb was banned by Qin Luo, but the pain shouldn't last so long.

The mahogany comb slipped in his trembling hand, crashing into the ground with a crisp sound. Jiang Zichun struggled to hold on to the dresser, fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his lips were pale, and he was enduring great pain.

"Meow?"

The black cat was stunned for a moment, looked at the peach comb, and then looked at Jiang Zichun, who seemed to have been fished out of the water.

……

Could it be that peachwood wards off evil spirits?

←_← what the hell.

Its soft pads carefully slapped the wooden comb, and then the eggs were gone, and nothing happened.

Jiang Zichun's eyes were black, he had already figured it out in his heart, and at the last moment of collapse, he suddenly used his strength to violently jam the cat's neck nearby, and spit out a few words on his lips, "Something happened to the master, go find her!" ”

After the contract, the servant could sense half of the master's pain, what happened to Qin Luo, who didn't know where.

——

"You're too heavy." The man gently picked up the unconscious girl, wiped the sweat stains from her soaked hair in distress, and looked at her gentlely, as if he was treating a priceless treasure of great value.

White light overflowed from his palm and enveloped Qin Luo, he patted her back comfortingly and coaxed softly, the pale lips opened and closed, and the mellow voice like gold and stone silk and bamboo drifted into Qin Luo's ears from his lips and teeth, and the aftermath lingered: "Luoluo, don't bite your lip." ”

Qin Luo's thin and chaotic consciousness was calm under the fragrance of peach blossoms.

"You're actually running here, but you're a rare guest." The executive officer watched Qin Feiyan appear out of thin air, and until he saved Qin Luo in the tyrannical thunder punishment, it was only a moment of rest.

Judging from the memories of several faces, this mysterious man only said that he was very powerful, and his lips always seemed to have a faint smile like a rain of autumn water, but it was the first time to see him angry.

"I came here as early as when Luoluo's communication tools showed that it could not be located." Qin Fei's tone was still gentle, but the eyes that looked at the executive officer were as cold as knives.

The executive avoided his sharp gaze, and said with little confidence, "She came to accept the guilt of her own volition, don't be angry with me." After speaking, the furrow between his eyebrows deepened: "The thunder punishment is not over yet, you obstruct the office like this, so I can't make it easy for me, my lord......"

Guilty?

Qin Feiyan looked at Qin Luo with pity, and whispered: "You are just bullying Luo Luo to be honest, you have a lot of spirit sacrificers and ghost hunters, right?" Why didn't there be a report that Lin Anhao's soul was abnormally lost? If Luoluo doesn't come to confess, what evidence can you find to say that she is responsible? Who should be punished by lightning at that moment? ”

His elegant and handsome voice was slow and powerful, and the executive officer was speechless and unable to refute when he was forced to ask, and his face was ugly.

Without waiting for the other party to finish thinking, Qin Feiyan turned around and hugged Qin Luo and left leisurely, the waist-length green silk was tied behind his head with a ribbon at will, wearing a well-fitting exquisite suit, warm as jade, without a sense of disobedience.

He walked a distance, then stopped and looked back: "The rest of the thunder punishment, I believe that the executive officer has a way to deal with it, and another-"

"Explain what you said." He curled the corners of his lips slightly, and then pointed to the stubble that the execution had just mentioned. "I will lower my position and reduce my cultivation to half."

At the end of the sentence, the king's coercion from all directions mercilessly flocked to the shocked executive officer and crushed him wantonly.

The executive officer, who was oppressed by the ubiquitous force and knelt on the ground, shouted in his heart: Mama! I see the final boss spicy !!

Qin Luo squinted his eyes ignorantly in his arms, recognizing that it was the way back to the Lukang community, and then buried his face in Qin Feiyan's chest, rubbed obediently like a cat, and muttered: "Stupid? When you get home, call me oh......" and go to sleep again.

The cool breeze lifted, the arc raised by Qin Feiyan disappeared, and under the expressionless tranquility of his face, there was a turbulent wind and wave called jealousy.