42. 041 The wicked man wants to hunt her down

Someone slept sweetly, and some people didn't sleep at the moon, silently reciting emptiness is color, color is emptiness, and read it for a long time.

The turbid thoughts in my heart still didn't get rid of much, but became more and more vigorous.

He didn't fall asleep until midnight.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the grass is fresh, and the wind brings a fresh fragrance of the earth.

Dongfang Luotian woke up from his sleep and rubbed his hazy eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I found that all around me was empty, except for the fire that had been extinguished for a long time. I feel a little empty in my heart.

Suddenly recalled in his mind, her smile, her shadow, in his mind for a long time.

His heart was sour, that woman was the same as his mother, leaving him, but leaving an indelible memory in his heart.

Lowering his head, he suddenly realized that he was still half-naked, and his head couldn't help but heat up, remembering that he had spent the night with her like this yesterday.

Bai Huahua's flesh was miserable, and a few big words were written in black ink pen, "Big stupid pig, when you wake up, you will find that you have become a white flowery pig." ”

He also drew a fat, snoring wild boar on his abdomen.

Dongfang Luotian's face immediately turned pale, and the hand hanging down his waist was tightly clenched.

The woman, provoked him, she couldn't run away. Dare to do this to her, the next time you meet her, you must settle accounts with her.

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The lively street is crowded with people, and a group of small vendors and stalls are lined with small vendors.

Feng Jiutian was sitting upstairs, looking down through the railing.

The March sun was gentle and soft, and everyone in Feng Jiutian was comfortable, and they unconsciously narrowed their eyes.

A beautiful and luxurious carriage suddenly stopped below, and all eyes were on it.

"Master, it's here."

"Hmm." If the spring collides with the stones in the mountains, it makes a crisp and beautiful sound.

Everyone, regardless of gender, old and young, stopped what they were doing, and stared at it stupidly, and for a while, everything was silent.

Through the delicate carved railing, a pair of slender jade-like fingers lifted the white curtain, and the snow-white clothes were exposed from the inside.

The delicate and demonic face was exposed to the sun, and those purple and transparent eyes were like the vast universe, and they could be attracted to it with a slight glance.

The thin lips with a beautiful crimson arc are slightly upturned, and the silver hair hangs between the delicate collarbones, looming and seductive.

It was him, Feng Jiutian fell from the chair in fright.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, how could he be here? She blinked, and secretly retreated.

Facing a fiery gaze, Yan Ye subconsciously looked in that direction.

Seen!! Feng Jiutian bit his lip, simply returned to the chair directly, deliberately turned his head, and drank the wine to himself.

Pretend that everything is unaware.

A faint smile appeared on Yan Yeming's cold face, and he quietly stepped into the door and walked towards the second floor.

Before leaving, he also said to the person next to him, "Keep an eye on that woman." ”

Feng Jiutian suddenly felt bad, his eyes slipped, he rushed to the roof of the house, and quickly left the scene while everyone didn't care.

The man in white casually walked to an inconspicuous corner and took a seat.

"Master, the subordinates are not doing well, so let that woman run away." The man in black leaned into the man's ear and whispered.

"Send someone for him." The man in white just sat there, his white clothes fluttering, his silver hair dancing lightly, his eyebrows raised, and his eyes darkened. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips.