Chapter 316: The Legend of the White Snake (41)

First a little surprised by her title, the man tilted his head to look, and then opened his lips, "52 flowers." ”

Nalan Ruoruo's heart sank little by little, and her smile froze.

She asked, because she was really counting, once a day, sometimes even three or four times, so she understood how lonely it was when a person was counting plum blossoms.

And this man ......

The villain, why don't you kill people to have fun if he's so lonely?

52, I love, Zhen'er, do you really not understand, or do you pretend not to know?

Is it that in addition to Cangmo, in your eyes, there is only that Fahai in your heart, and I am Xuanwu......

He closed his eyes, and a murderous aura faintly rose!

The cold wind that swished made Nalan Ruoruo shiver, looked up at the source of the cold wind, and silently took a step back, what are you doing? If you become a demon, you won't be so grumpy, right?

But someone obviously forgot that she just said that people can kill people to play when they are lonely.

The corner of his eye suddenly felt the white shadow move, and Nalan Ruoruo looked back.

In an instant, the figure was gone, leaving the boulder empty.

He's gone?!

Nalan Ruoruo's forehead jumped, if he appeared again in another ten days, she would be crazy, right?

Stretched out his hand to tear a plum blossom from the tree, stuffed it into his mouth with hatred, and chewed it like grinding his teeth,

"Who are you?"

The abrupt voice made the plum blossoms in her mouth stuck, "cough, cough, cough, cough......"

Who's that?

She turned around, slightly stunned.

What a beautiful girl.

As soon as she entered this plane, she knew that the white snake was as beautiful as a fairy, but after seeing this beautiful girl, she suddenly understood what it was called, people have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away.

Because compared with her, Bai Suzhen was a little inferior.

However, how can she feel so familiar with this breath?

Yes, no, isn't this the breath of the Fahai called Xuanwu? It's exactly the same, huh?

"You touched my brother's plum blossoms."

The woman's tone was very light, and she didn't just look her up and down, and her gaze was very intriguing.

"......" is your business!

"Who are you?" She asked again, not the slightest impatient.

"Cen Biqing."

The woman was slightly stunned, Cen Biqing? The woman in front of her is not Bai Suzhen?

"Are you stupid?" The woman looked her up and down again, looking extremely disgusted.

“…… Probably. Her eyes Nalan Ruoruo saw it in her eyes, but shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly.

"Do you know who I am and he are? What is this place? ”

"Me, do you need to know?"

The woman's beautiful eyebrows are furrowed and tightened.

"You, have you asked him?"

"Childe didn't answer, so naturally I won't have much to do." The point is, she can't ask!

"I can tell you."

"Thank you, Miss, for your kindness, I might have wanted to know before, but now, I'm not interested."

"Why?"

"I can't get out anyway!"

"You! You don't want to leave at all, do you? The woman was finally angry.

"If you can help me, I thank you for your eight generations of ancestors!"

"Sharp teeth!" The woman looked at her with a strange expression.

"Lanxi."

Hey, the Lord is finally back!

Nalan Ruoruo stood up excitedly, but when she approached behind her, there was a crisp click, which made her hair stand on end, she raised her head suddenly, looked at Xuanwu's pitch-black face, and her heart was instantly occupied by three words.

Finish! Egg! Finish!