If he dared to appear in front of her now, Zhan Beitian would have to bite him to death!

Woowoo......

Her peerless beauty, just like that, was covered.

Zhan Bei tilted aggrieved.

And just then, there was a knock on the door from outside.

Zhan Bei leaned to open the door, but met Zhan Lige's shocked eyes.

"Demons! Who are you! ”

He sacrificed his sword and was about to do it.

Zhan Bei's face turned cold.

Syllable! ——

She slammed the door shut, nearly breaking the bridge of Zhan Lige's nose.

Zhan Bei threw himself on the bed and was wronged.

Woo woo woo, she doesn't live anymore, listen to what these are all about.

Her disciples actually called her a demon! Woooooooo

The Zhan Li song at the door realized that the person, that figure, and those eyes just now, how could it seem that it was his master??

Looking at the long sword in his hand, Zhan Lige swallowed his saliva and hurriedly took it back.

Screaming while banging on the door—

"Master, Master! I was wrong, I shouldn't have been joking with you! ”

In fact, he really didn't recognize it at the first time.

"Master?"

Zhan Beitian retracted his sobs and choked, and opened the door with an indifferent posture: "If you have something, say it, and if you have nothing to do, get out." ”

Zhan Lige grabbed the door she was about to close, and said, "Zi** Fu Yan is back." ”

Zhan Bei leaned a question mark on his head: "Who are these two people, and does it have anything to do with me when they come back?" ”

Saying that she was about to close the door, Zhan Lige hurriedly grabbed it and repeated it again: "Zi Qiu! Have you forgotten that disciple you looked at with a green glow in both of his eyes! ”

Hearing him say this, Zhan Beitian seemed to remember, it was the disciple who spoke extremely well!

She asked as she walked out, "Isn't he in Tianlingxu during this time?" ”

She didn't seem to see him much today.

Zhan Lige said: "Go out on a mission." ”

Suddenly, turning a corner, Zhan Lige hurriedly reminded her: "Master, you are on the wrong path!" ”

Noticing that his name was wrong, Zhan Lige hurriedly covered his mouth.

Zhan Bei paused and turned back.

Suddenly, the corner of her eyes dimmed, and a long white figure stood under the tree, his clothes moving in the wind, as if he was about to turn into an immortal in the next moment, and he quietly entered her eyes.

"Who is he?"

Zhan Lige gently leaned into her ear, "Don't you know him?!" He's ......"

Zhan Beitian asked again: "Is it awesome?" ”

Her eyes were fixed on the figure, and she didn't even blink.

As soon as Zhan Lige saw her posture, he knew that something bad was going to happen.

No, before he could stop him, he saw that their master had already walked up to the man.

？？？

Yes! Master! Have you died for the sake of beauty?!!

His face was distorted and almost became a world famous painting.

There was a deep gloom in Emperor Buzhao's ruby eyes, and he looked at the girl in front of him who walked over despite the coldness emanating from him, and his brows furrowed under the mask.

The girl in front of him had her head tightly wrapped, revealing only her eyes and mouth, and he thought he would see in her eyes the same greed for him as everyone else.

But in fact, what he saw was the red fruit in his eyes......

Eat one's heart out?

Can this little girl see his face through his mask?

Or had she seen him before?

Just when he was guessing.

At this time, the little girl in front of her spoke.

"Hey, where did you buy the mask on your face?"

Zhan Bei fell in love with his mask.

The small and simple fox mask does not seem to be simple in workmanship, and it is not easy to buy it elsewhere.

"You have an ugly appearance, why don't you sell it to me? How much? You squeak. ”

Her greedy gaze stared at his mask nakedly, looking at the material, and her palms itched.

I want it so much.

Emperor Buzhao thought that the person in front of him coveted his beauty, and a pair of red eyes narrowed dangerously.

The voice was low and oppressive.

"This mask... Not sold. ”

His voice was extremely cold, and Zhan Beitian shivered.

Zhan Lige, who was not far away, rubbed his arms wrongly, and seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, he hurriedly came up to relieve his master.

"The Holy Venerable is here, the Heavenly Spirit is far away, this is our sect master's junior sister, young and shallow, accidentally offended the Holy Venerable, and please Holy Venerable Haihan, don't worry about her generally."

After saying these words with his head down, Zhan Lige was already drenched in a cold sweat.

This Venerable was notoriously bad-tempered, and the slightest displeasure could lead to death.

It's all because he was slow to talk just now and didn't tell his master about the Holy Venerable, so that his master accidentally provoked him.

Zhan Lige prayed in his heart ten thousand times that this Holy Venerable would not be like his master.