Childe Without a Trace: "Isn't it?" Is it wrong to be good-looking? "I want to cry without tears, he was born like this, what's the matter with this person.

Nangong Yehua's eyebrows revealed a little impatience.

"Blade of White Thunder."

I saw him raise a hand, and the tip of his index finger released a white light, like a ghostly speed, towards the face of the Traceless Child.

"Ahh ——”

A chilling and terrifying scream was heard.

With a blue nose and swollen pig face, the whole person looks embarrassed and funny.

It was too hard, too fast, too accurate.

She didn't even know her mother.

Even Su Qianmo couldn't help but want to give Nangong Ye Hua a compliment.

The Traceless Childe, who was thrown a few hundred meters away, has fallen into a coma.

"Momo is so elegant!"

Nangong Yehua jumped lightly and slowly landed in front of Su Qianmo.

Dressed in a purple robe, his handsome face is full of evil succubus smiles, and under his slender eyebrows, his eyes are as deep as the vast starry sky, sometimes flashing with the look of looking at all things, which makes people fall into it if they are not careful.

The surrounding paradise is picturesque, the atmosphere is quiet, and the picturesque face is handsome and unparalleled, and the city and the country are captivated.

It's really wicked!

No wonder there is a saying in the East Leaving the Country: When you see King Ling, you mistake it for life.

It's aptly described.

Su Qianmo raised his eyes slightly and glanced at him, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "His Royal Highness the King of Ling is not bad!" ”

Hang people and beat them, and there is no one left, and they also hit people in the face.

This man can't see that others are good-looking!

He reached out and poured a cup of tea and placed it on the seat opposite her, motioning for him to sit down and drink tea with her.

Nangong Yehua hooked the corners of her lips, the smile in her eyes deepened a little, and it was the first time she invited him to drink tea together.

"It's rare that Momo specially made tea for this king."

So he sat down elegantly, picked up the teacup and took a sip, the bitter taste spreading in his mouth.

The man began to narcissism again, Su Qianmo pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, and said lightly: "You think too much." ”

"Isn't it?"

Nangong Yehua winked at her meaningfully.

This guy is still flattering, can't he be normal, Su Qianmo suddenly had a little goosebumps and fell to the ground.

Outside the Psychic Frequency.

Lou Yuchen was petrified on the spot, and the two of them actually had the leisure to drink tea and chat there.

What a breath in his heart!

"What the hell are you kid doing?"

At this time, Patriarch Duanmuqing walked slowly from outside the door.

Lou Yuchen put away the folding fan in his hand and waved his hand, "Wronged!" I didn't do anything. ”

Duanmu Qing's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and he pointed at the embarrassed Traceless Boy in the spiritual frequency: "Then what's going on?" Didn't I say that you can't claim it until the matter is clear, you take my words as a deaf ear, don't you? ”

Patriarch Duanmuqing almost roared angrily.

Lou Yuchen was yelled at and trembled, and hurriedly raised his hands in surrender: "Patriarch, I am really wronged!" This really has nothing to do with me, you also know that the Taoyao Formation is already dangerous, and the Traceless Son is also a Soul Formation......"

His peach blossom eyes cautiously glanced at the face of the Duanmu Qing patriarch from time to time.

Lou Yuchen also regretted it in his heart, he knew that he shouldn't have let the traceless son make a move, this is good, he will be punished by the patriarch for copying scriptures again.

"Is that really the case?" The piercing eyes of the Duanmu Qing patriarch seemed to be able to see everything, and shot straight at Lou Yuchen.