Jing Hengbo's eyes widened.

Emperor Gao Leng haunts!

Sister-to-be escaped three times? Does Sister need to escape? Do I need to be accurate? Sister raised her feet on the moon and turned around to travel the universe, need! Want! Escape! Is it?

Is this guy also one of the people who asked her to be the queen?

But how do you do this?

Speaking of the word Your Majesty, it is obviously very clear and calm, how can it make people feel a strong sense of irony?

Not to mention that the group of guards saw their buttocks and worshiped the sky, even the black-clothed beauty who was in a high position at a glance bowed down when she saw herself, this one was really noble and cold, just sitting so big, fluttering lightly, and her eyes were still looking at the roof.

What's on the roof? Is there such a beautiful woman as alive as her?

"Aiqing kneels down!" She replied immediately, her chin cocked high.

You can't lose if you lose, you look at the roof and I look at the roof, I look higher than you.

Hearing such an unexpected answer, the man in white on the bed finally lowered his eyes, raised his finger, Jing Hengbo loosened, and the restraints just now were gone.

"Aiqing bye-bye!"

With a bang, the speed of light disappeared.

Just kidding, beauties are coveted, but they also have to be fated to eat, this one is clearly a chaser in the wilderness, or a big guy with bigger and stronger means, and his attitude is worse than Yeluqi - murderous!

She made a bet with a hair that if she didn't escape a little more wonderful at this moment, she would definitely live a very bad life in the future.

"Huh." The next transverse wave appeared in his house.

It's not that she doesn't want to run away, but the gold and silver are still in the house, and if she doesn't take it, she will starve to death on the way to escape in the future?

She didn't have time to catch her breath, she went straight to the back of the bed, there was a mouse hole in the corner of the wall under the bed, her money was hidden there, Feng Laiqi's proprietress was the best at secretly searching other people's private rooms, and she could scrape a layer of skin on the flat ground where she passed, and only the mouse hole could escape.

Removing the bed, there is a wall behind the bed, there is a hole under the wall to hide money, and behind the wall is the place where she usually bathes, where there are wooden barrels and other things.

As soon as the bed moved, Jing Hengbo was stunned.

What about the wall?

The wall behind the bed where the money was hidden suddenly disappeared! Now she could see directly the bath barrel in the mist.

Wait, the fog looms...... Hot water in a bucket? But just now she didn't order anyone to fetch water for a bath, where did the hot water come from? And, most crucially, what about the wall? What about the wall!

Jing Hengbo felt a little stiff all over, everything in front of her surpassed her personal perception of the world, could it be that the room she lived in had been in for a long time, and the wall was also mixed with aura, and she could also teleport?

What's even worse is that behind the fog, a figure faintly appeared.

The white clothes are on the ground, the sleeves are like snow, and on the tightly bound neckline, a pale golden pearl flashes slightly in a pale white mist......

"For the first time." The mist was misty and his clothes were like fairies, but his voice was clear and firm.

Jing Hengbo stumbled.

How did this guy come out of nowhere? How did you know she was going to move here? He also teleports?

The back window was open, the water vapor was light and misty like flowing clouds, and the night wind lifted the man's clothes, rippling a light line like water waves, and a stroke of cursive spread from the cuffs to the corners of the robe, and the black hair swelled slightly, as if to fly into the moonlight.

At this moment, if there is a talented man, he will probably shake his head and chant a sentence "It seems that the moon is like a light cloud, and the moon is fluttering, like the snow of the wind", but Jing Hengbo only cares about retreating.

She was too frightened, a little weak, she couldn't teleport immediately, staggered back, and slammed into a hard object.

She subconsciously grabbed it with her backhand, making sure that she had hit the dressing table, thinking that there was a thin soft in the drawer of the dressing table, and there were gold hairpins and silver hairpins on the dressing table, Huo Ran turned around.

The golden hairpin and silver hairpin are also valuable things, and they can also be used as weapons to grab a self-defense first!

What's more, as soon as the mirror of the dressing table is flipped, the secret door can be opened, and she deliberately wiped the bearing with oil and opened it with a push!

Jing Hengbo grabbed a bottle of shavings oil on the table and smashed it over, shouting: "Look at my bone-eroding soul being turned over by the red waves, happily upside down, the phoenix is overturned, and the spring is scattered when the wind is heard!" ”

The bottle smashed out, and she turned around and threw herself in front of the mirror, and with a hard push, she could enter the secret door, and then teleport-

Jing Hengbo's hand had already touched the mirror, and suddenly stopped.

The brass mirror is smooth and bright, reflecting a figure.

The white clothes are better than snow, the neckline is tightly tied, and a pale golden pearl is low-key and luxuriously lit, and the brilliance of brass cannot be hidden.

He was too tall and standing, and the mirror could only shine on his neckline.

"The second time." He was still so calm and cold, and he didn't move. Even the pale golden pearl on the neckline is condescending, and the cold light is shining.

Jing Hengbo's heart is cold,

Where did this haunting ghost come from?

What about the bottle that was smashed just now? The lid was already open when it was smashed, so there should be a sound when it fell into the water, right? Just disappeared out of thin air? Didn't stop anyone for even a second?

I thought that this guy was dressed so ascetic and clean, he must be very wary of all kinds of things in the Qinglou, and he must hide, but he didn't even make a turn, and she saw him in the mirror again.

What's even worse is that she found that this guy has an extremely strong aura, this is not an aura to describe temperament, but where this guy is, the air on all sides seems to be particularly heavy, like substance, she is not sure how far to teleport in such a feeling.

She didn't let her use all her strength to feed, but she just teleported from in front of him to him.

Where did this deep well ice come from?

I thought that the black-clothed beauty was so awesome at the beginning, and she also escaped smoothly, why is this guy so difficult now.

Jing Hengbo pounced forward, deciding that he would not hesitate to enter the dark room, no matter what, escape from the space where he was first!

There was a crisp and loud "bang", and the echo was curling.

Jing Hengbo screamed, lying on the mirror, covering his forehead and tears in his eyes. Seeing that on the smooth and clean head, a bruised and reddish bag slowly bulged, lining the snow-white skin on the face, which was wonderful.

The secret door didn't open, and she slammed into the mirror with the strength of breastfeeding.

Jing Hengbo's tearless gaze slowly fell on his side.

There is a finger on his side.

The fingers are white, the shape is beautiful, the fingertips are crystal like ice, at this time Jing Hengbo is lying in front of the mirror, the man is very close behind, his arm is stretched out from behind, holding down the secret door, the two are very close, as soon as the man bows his head, his chin will be next to the top of Jing Hengbo's head, if you look at it from behind, it looks like a hugging posture. Although the man's body was far from the side, he looked reluctant to approach, but from the mirror, this scene was quite a bit of thrush, tactful ears and temples.

But now Jing Hengbo has no mood to appreciate it at all, he just wants to tilt his head and bite off this hateful claw.

It was this finger, pressed against the edge of the mirror, blocking the flip of the secret door and preventing her escape plan.

It must be punished!

Jing Hengbo thought so and did the same.

She tilted her head, stuck out the tip of her tongue, and licked the finger.

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This book is written by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!