At the edge of the thousand-year-old cold pool, several horse-drawn carriages were parked there.

Yu Miaomiao sat in one of the cars, reorganized her clothes and combed her hair.

Looking at herself in the mirror, no matter how you look at it, she is an ordinary beautiful girl, who would have thought that the fish-headed monster just now was her.

Holding his little face, he fell into the fantasy of beauty.

But this short beauty didn't last long, and it was interrupted by Wei Jiuxiao.

"How long are you going to take a picture, practicing how to turn into a fish head scary?" Wei Jiuxiao said sarcastically.

Stinky claws, you poisonous tongue!

Yu Miao gritted her teeth with hatred.

"That's right, it takes a lot of practice to succeed, and whoever provokes me will bite him to death." Yu Miaomiao made a pun, and at the same time showed her snow-white little teeth, and smirked at Wei Jiuxiao.

The bright white teeth made Wei Jiuxiao stagnate.

Somewhere in the body automatically recalled that extremely unpleasant past.

Wei Jiuxiao's face darkened.

Yu Miaomiao seemed to guess what he was thinking at the moment, and laughed gloatingly.

Anyway, she is basically a salted fish now, and even if she can't escape from his palm, she must not be intimidated by him.

"How did you meet that Soul Master?" Wei Jiuxiao asked.

"Venerable Lord, are you questioning me?" Yu Miaomiao raised her little face, but she didn't smile.

Wei Jiuxiao slowly came to her, her tall figure made the carriage look a little narrow, and Yu Miaomiao guessed his height more than once.

This guy is definitely more than 1.85 meters tall, and it's a pity not to play basketball.

Wei Jiuxiao saw her eyes flickering, her face turned a little colder, she raised her hand to clamp her jaw, and forced her to raise her head, "This king doesn't like your expression." ”

"I didn't ask the prince to like it, do you want to coerce a confession or seduc, let's have a good time." Yu Miao stiffened her neck, looking heroic and righteous.

Wei Jiuxiao looked at her little appearance of death, and was silent for a long time, but the hand clamping her chin was tight and tight.

Yu Miaomiao was in pain, couldn't hold back any longer, raised her hand and slapped his hand away.

"I still want to go against this king for this ability." Wei Jiuxiao pinched her jaw again, but the movement of her hand was much lighter than just now.

"How dare I, Lord Wang, you are extremely noble, I am afraid of death." Yu Miao snorted angrily.

"Why run away?" Wei Jiuxiao asked in a low voice.

Yu Miaomiao couldn't help but roll her eyes, "The prince wants my life, if I don't escape, can I still sit obediently and wait for death?" ”

"Who said this king would kill you?" Wei Jiuxiao was indescribably annoyed in her heart.

He believed that his credibility had never been questioned, and for the first time, he had promised to spare her life, and she didn't believe him at all.

He hated the woman and wanted to strangle her, but the left hand that clamped her jaw and wore the fingers of the black iron armor refused to obey his orders, and he couldn't do anything.

Yu Miao pulled out a bunch of evidence, what is the Soul Master of Ziyao Pavilion, the formation on the ground in the house that day, her eyes are not blind.

"What are you saying about sparing my life, you don't treat me as a monster, and who cares about the life of a fish." Yu Miaomiao sneered self-deprecatingly.

"This king cares." Wei Jiuxiao choked Yu Miao on the spot with a word.

What what, what did she hear?

Yu Miaomiao's eyes widened and she leaned forward, her face almost touching Wei Jiuxiao's chin.

“…… What are you looking at? Wei Jiuxiao asked in a deep voice.

"I'm not dreaming, or was it windy just now, my lord, your tongue didn't straighten up, and the wind flashed?"

The woman in front of her pouted her red mouth, but the words she said could make her angry, and Wei Jiuxiao's face changed.

Even he himself wondered why such a sentence came out.