Zhuge Yan went straight to the beggar lying on the futon, what kind of immortal is this person worthy of her Qin Zixin's attention?

"Zhuge Yan, I order you to go out, immediately, immediately!"

Qin Zixin walked to the center of the room and said word by word. She loves to save who is her freedom, and she can't take a look at it all.

Zhuge Yan's cold eyebrows darkened a little, what did this Qin Zixin want to do? Now he actually set up the pavilion master's shelf in front of him, but he was afraid that she would ruin the entire Xiaoyao Valley like this.

"Pavilion Master, please focus on the Xiaoyao Valley behind you in everything!"

Even if her actions would not threaten Xiaoyao Valley, Zhuge Yan was puzzled by her sudden unfamiliarity, and then snorted coldly and walked away.

"High priest, let's go back first." Ye Rufeng walked up to the grass standing at the door and said, Murong Bing and Lu Han also retreated.

Qin Zixin closed the door, she walked to the beggar's side and put the wrung hot towel on the beggar's face and wiped it back and forth. "It's okay now, I saved you, but I offended a bunch of people."

"How could it be ......" The towel in Qin Zixin's hand fell to the ground, and the sick, bloodless man in front of him was none other than Xue Lingxiao, the "first emperor" of Xue State.

In order to confirm that he was not mistaken, Qin Zixin also deliberately broke his head and carefully "scanned" it.

It's just that from any point of view, there is no doubt that this person is Xue Lingxiao. I didn't expect to meet him in this place, where did Zhou Ping beside him go?

Qin Zixin sat by the candlestick without a clue, and the more he brushed it, the more chaotic it became.

The firewood room was in the backyard, so naturally it would not be affected by the lively atmosphere outside, only the sound of candles burning kept surrounding Qin Zixin's ears.

"Pavilion Master, tomorrow we will go to the Forgotten Dust Villa, you should rest."

Xicao opened the door of the firewood room, but only saw Qin Zixin looking at the candle that was about to burn out, and his face like snow porcelain showed a faint halo.

"Xicao, you came just in time, I just remembered that I had something to look for you."

Qin Zixin immediately returned to her soul after hearing the voice of the grass, and only then did she remember that she had said that she would teach that Yuan Chengzhi a good lesson.

Qin Zixin stood up suddenly, but a flower fell backwards in front of her, how long had she been sitting?

The grass quickly caught Qin Zixin's body, and the flying snow kept circling Qin Zixin's feet.

Qin Zixin didn't expect such a situation to happen, she prayed that she wouldn't fall too badly, and at the same time stretched out her hand and grabbed a handful of them indiscriminately, but just grabbed the collar of the grass, and the two of them fell straight to the ground like this.

She freed her free left hand and slapped it against the wall on the side. It just so happened that after the palm of the grass was perfectly borrowed, Qin Zixin, who was originally facing away from the ground, and the grass changed their positions. It all happened between the lights and the fire.

Qin Zixin knew that she had made a meat pad from the grass, she was lying on the grass, and the grass was lying on the ground. Qin Zixin wanted to get up, but he only felt a tightness on his waist, and a pair of powerful hands buckled up.

Qin Zixin's heart chuckled, but she couldn't see the expression of the grass, the candle that was about to burn out caused by the palm of the grass was now completely dead.

The room was quiet, and you could hear each other's heartbeats and breathing clearly.