There was a lot of noise, Ruozi and Xiu Lingzi didn't care at all, they were still laughing and talking. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The info noise died down in the doorway, and there was silence, and a strange atmosphere spread in the air.

Several attendants surrounded a man and a woman, and the man carefully helped the woman in, whispering something in his mouth. There was a slight smile on his face, his head was lowered, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but his silver hair was very conspicuous.

The woman's light purple long skirt reached the ankle, and she lowered her head to look at the road, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

The two men walked in slowly, and a few attendants had been carefully guarding them, not letting anyone approach them.

Ruozi and the others looked up together, attracted by such a scene, and people from all directions looked at this group of people curiously, bowed their heads and whispered.

Slowly, they walked in, and the man looked up, glanced into the store, and then turned back to the woman beside him.

"Madam, the environment here is not bad, what do you think?"

The man looked at her tenderly, as if nothing could compare to her.

The woman raised her head in response, smiled lightly, and replied softly: "Xianggong, let's do it here!"

The woman looked at him as if he were her everything.

The moment she looked up, she could see it clearly, and when she saw the woman's terrifying face, she screamed.

"Wow, it turns out that ugly can be ugly like this!"

The woman was so shocked that she lowered her head and buried it even lower, and only her black hair could be seen.

The man came over with cold eyes, and with just one glance, Ruozi was so frightened that she covered her mouth and didn't dare to say anything. Xiu Lingzi reached out and grabbed her hand, and the hand was clenched very tightly, making Ruozi feel painful. Ruozi frowned, Xiu Lingzi looked at it with a smile, unmoved, Ruozi turned his face unhappily, no longer looked at him, and no longer spoke.

The man turned his face away and ignored it, but the indifference in his eyes was very obvious.

Ruozi looked at it, and her heart sank, and her eyes ...... That expression...... Déjà vu.

The entourage said something to the shopkeeper, but no one heard it, only the shopkeeper bent down to accompany the smiling face and left.

Ruozi looked at it, turned her head and said something to Xiu Lingzi.

The man ignored it and helped the woman to the attic, while his entourage was still around for protection.

Ruozi stood up by inertia, her fiery red skirt was particularly eye-catching, and the man who was halfway through looked at her squintingly for a moment, stopped for a moment, and the cold light under his eyes stabbed at Ruozi. Ruozi was stunned, but the man stopped looking at her, and walked up on his own, never looking back, never stopping.

Ruozi sat down helplessly, she ignored the complicated eyes and words of everyone, sat there, clenched her fingers, and quietly thought about something. Xiu Lingzi just looked at her and didn't bother.

Everything slowly fell silent, and everyone returned to their original state, as if none of this had ever happened. Only Ruozi was thinking about something motionlessly, and the expression on her face kept changing in an instant.

The morning dew is slightly drunk.

It rained last night, and it's raining today.

Ruoko pushed open the window, and the wind in the slanting rain caressed her cheek. Black and white hair fluttered around her cheeks, and the rain kept falling, and she couldn't see her expression clearly. The fiery red skirt dragged behind her, and it was clearly extinguished. The sky was still a little dark, and the scene outside was looming.

The man she met yesterday evening lived in the attic opposite her, some distance away. The window was closed, only the candlelight kept flickering in the room, and there was no figure, only the shadow of the leaves swaying.

Wakako doesn't remember when it rained, but she remembered that there was no sign of rain before she went to bed, so it should have been morning.

Wakako turned her head, and there were several unopened teacups on the round table. One of the cups of tea is still half left, and it is already cold, so there should be no one to refill the water.

Next to the cup, there was a man who was asleep, half of his face on the side, and there was a hazy feeling in the not bright room. The sleeping man, with his fair face, had a feeling of being in a fantasy world. With a light smile, his bony hand held the Wushuang Sword tightly, the whole person didn't look real, and the black hair gently raised around him.

Ruozi pursed her lips, Xiu Lingzi was whiter than her, which made her a little ashamed of herself. Xiu Lingzi was even more beautiful than the three sisters in the Heavenly Court, and Ruozi smiled stupidly when she looked at herself.

The attic on the opposite side has not yet opened the window, so Ruozi takes another look.

Stir the wick and let the lamp that burned last night light again, and in an instant, the room and the outside are two completely different worlds.

Probably because the light was too strong to stimulate Xiu Lingzi's eyes, Xiu Lingzi stretched out his hand that was not holding a sword to block the dazzling candlelight, woke up, and stood up.

Ruozi had already walked to the door, and Xiu Lingzi faced her back and asked softly, "Princess Ruozi, where are you going?"

Wakako turned back to him, pointing to the window.

Xiu Lingzi looked at it, but the window was not opened. People, probably not awake yet.

"Princess, let me go!"

Before Ruozi refused, he turned to the door, and in just a moment, Xiu Lingzi had already gone downstairs and walked in the vast rain.

There has been great progress in cultivating Lingzi's kung fu, but Ruozi has been playful for a thousand years, and he has not practiced for a long time, and his kung fu has not increased or decreased.

Ruozi stood at the door, thought for a moment, and went downstairs.

The tea was already on the table and simmering on a small stove, and Wakako sat by the small stove, holding her chin with her hands, and looked at the flames intently.

I went back and forth to the window and looked at it several times, but there was no movement in the attic opposite.

Ruozi had no choice but to sit back at the round table and wait quietly, holding her breath and listening carefully to the movement on the other side.

Except for the sound of rain, the wind, and the occasional bird cries, there seemed to be no other sound.

The day was just dawning, because of the wind and rain, so there was no one in the store.

The fire was smaller, and Ruozi added some carbon to it and stirred the flames. The flames jumped a few times, and the shadows of the flames floating on Wakako's cheeks swayed back and forth.

Wakako got up and leaned against the window.

In the attic opposite, the candle flame has been extinguished.

Ruozi was shocked, when was it, was it just now?

Ruozi stood up and searched carefully, and found that Xiu Lingzi was downstairs, clothed in wind and rain, calm head, walking very slowly, and there was nothing else around.

Suddenly, the window was pushed open.

Ruozi stood up and looked at the attic opposite, the man leaned in front of the window, gently shaking the white fan, and the calligraphy and paintings on the fan were not clear. The man's expression was even more unclear, but the cold eyes made Ruozi feel it, and it was cold from his back to the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but shiver.

When I looked closely, there was no one in front of the window.

As if the man hadn't appeared, it seemed like it was just her fantasy.

Ruozi shook her head, turning from the coolness just now back to warmth, supporting the table with her hands, and sitting weakly at the round table.

She knew that this time, it would not be easy.

After only sitting for a short while, Xiu Lingzi pushed open the door and walked in.

"Princess Qiyu, the other party's origin is unknown, and ......"

Xiu Lingzi had three silver needles between the fingers of his right hand and appeared in front of Ruozi.

The silver needle was extremely cold and white in the candlelight, and Ruozi shook it for a moment, remembering the look in his eyes just now, and it was cold again. (To be continued.) )