In the mirror, the girl's eyebrows and eyes are stretched, and her skin is fair. Although he is disgraced, he can't stop the villain's excellent genes.

The only fly in the ointment is probably the flame in the center of the eyebrows.

But unlike before, the fire in the eyebrows at this moment no longer has the blessing of the thunder special effect.

Qiao Le looked at it carefully, and if she was not mistaken, the color of the black fire in her eyebrows seemed to fade. Compared with the original black paint, there are signs of graying at the edges.

Even with her face, it seems to be a lot brighter.

Could it be that this is the legendary person who is in good spirits when he is happy?

Mei Zizi nodded, and it was only now that Qiao Le's heart that had been hanging was completely grounded.

From the crash to the present, in just one day, she has experienced the most dreamy ups and downs of life......

Now the only good news is finally available.

She has been saved by this black fire, as long as she continues to help lucky people like Long Qi, sooner or later she will be able to get some joy.

Maybe when her flames turn green, or even red, she won't have to die.

Well, if you want to live a decent life, you have to have a little green on your head.

"Girl, thank you, thank you!"

Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted, and Qiao Le's gaze moved up, and she immediately saw Long Qi rushing towards her.

It was obviously a cold face, but it was full of warm and grateful smiles. Even though the red fire between his eyebrows had long since dissipated, Qiao Le still felt that he was extremely pleasing to the eye.

After all, it's mutually beneficial and win-win.

"You don't have to thank me, I said a long time ago that you are destined for me."

Qiao Le smiled, and while putting away the mirror, he showed a mysterious and mysterious expression.

It's like a magic stick.

"How can this work," Long Qi hugged the cheats, his face full of anxiety, "You have found such a great opportunity for me, how can you not accept my gratitude?" ”

Looking at the pious Long Qi, the corners of Qiao Le's mouth twitched, of course she wouldn't say that this opportunity was Long Qi's.

And she herself is the superfluous one.

"You really, don't thank my ......"

Qiao Le wanted to refuse, but saw the young man who was looking through the book collection over there turned around. The light shone on the side of his face, and the jawline was delicate and smooth, as if carved from jade.

"In addition to "Dragon Sword Decision", you can pick other books first."

As he spoke, he happened to raise his eyes and look into Qiao Le's eyes.

"As many copies as you want."

"Yes, my master is right. Except for "Dragon Sword Battle", you can take it all. ”

Long Qi nodded frantically. The only book is rare, but the value is still much worse than the cheats in his hand.

He Long Qi is not a greedy person.

But in the face of the generosity of the two, Qiao Le made a difficulty. Because she doesn't know if she can take it.

In case for the sake of some benefits, the eyebrows are fired back to their original shape, then the gains outweigh the losses.

But if you're too selfless......

Looking at the inexplicable eyes of the young man opposite, she immediately gritted her teeth and came to the bookshelf and took a few books at random.

I didn't even read the title of the book.

"I'll just want these copies."

Holding the book, she said to the young man and Long Qi: "I can't take away a little girl with me." Besides, my Qiao Wangfu doesn't necessarily lack ......"

Although she said this to hide her weakness, she said it in the hearts of the two opposite.

Indeed, King Qiao's Mansion is not necessarily lacking.

And most of these books are related to military affairs and history, even if they are missing, a little girl may not know about it.

"Forget it."

Closing the lone book in his hand, the young man walked in front of her under Qiao Le's vigilant eyes, and put a crystal clear purple jade into her hand.

"The books are ours, and I owe you a personal favor. How's that, Lord Jole? ”