"Son—"

"It's snowing......"

Mu Qingchen's voice paused, and a snowflake fell in front of his eyes.

He unconsciously chased after it, but it fell into Jiang Jiuxiao's hands but did not melt immediately.

"Mu Qingchen."

"Hmm......" Mu Qingchen raised his head and crashed into her eyes that were as calm as a pool of death, he raised his hand and opened his mouth lightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he lost his center of gravity and fell to the side in a blur.

Jiang Jiuxiao stretched out his hand to catch him, and touched his face with one hand, under this inconspicuous and delicate face, it was Mu Qingchen.

Papapa, from the depths of the alley, there was a sound of clapping, and at the same time, a slightly mocking voice came, "I didn't expect that adults are so proficient in dementorship, a simple action, a call, can make people fall asleep, really call admiration." ”

"Looks like you're recovering well?" Jiang Jiuxiao didn't look sideways, and his body was half-squatting in front of Mu Qingchen, blocking her movements at the moment.

"You! Heh......" The man sneered, how could he not hear the meaning of Jiang Jiuxiao's words, his injuries have not healed so far, and he doesn't know what the knife is.

Jiang Jiuxiao gently leaned against the wall, she glanced at him deeply, and her eyes drooped slightly. She didn't deserve him like this, she didn't even understand it herself, how could she respond to his affection......

"I thought you showed up to take me away."

"Oh, of course, but ......"

"I'll go with you."

"What?!" The man had to say that he was a little surprised, and even more skeptical. He frowned, "When did the adults have such a high level of consciousness?" ”

"Isn't that what you're aiming for?"

“......”

"In this way, I will help you make meritorious contributions, why don't you do it?"

"......" is indeed the case, but this abnormal behavior makes him a little confused about what Jiang Jiuxiao is thinking. But he was still very relieved about the strength of the Wu Clan, "Your Excellency, it's better not to do anything, you will naturally be our 'guest'." ”

Jiang Jiuxiao didn't speak again, picked up the mask on the ground, and walked in the direction of the man.

When the dignitary grabbed Jiang Jiuxiao's arm, Qing Song's voice also came from behind him, "Stop!" At the same time, he squatted down to support Mu Qingchen, and seeing that he was unconscious, he had to shout to stop the movements of the two.

Jiang Jiuxiao was stunned, looked sideways, and didn't make any moves.

The man glanced at Jiang Jiuxiao, and saw that she didn't seem to react, but he sneered and said, "My lord shouldn't have seen it, this person took you to run a long way and sucked something, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive for long!" ”

Jiang Jiuxiao, "......"

Qing Song's handsome face was full of anger and hatred when he heard this, and he said, "Heh, miasma, sure enough, the people of the Witch Gu Clan, the lost dogs are also in this mess!?" Do you think we can't do anything about these things? ”

"Hehe, I still know something, so you can detoxify him well, don't try to find us to detoxify him like a mourner-family-of-dog, oh, of course, if you can find it, it's still too late." After speaking, his eyes were gloomy, his chin tilted slightly, grabbed Jiang Jiuxiao's shoulder, and said maliciously, "My lord, let's go." ”

The two disappeared, and the anger in Qing Song's eyes was unquenchable, but now if he wants to take Qingxiao back.

As the young master of the Xuanmen, he still knows how to take the pulse or something, and he put his hand on Mu Qingchen's wrist.

Qing Song raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of doubts, no? Not the slightest bit of poison?

*

The forbidden area in the east, the border of the witch and Gu clans.

The man didn't look at Jiang Jiuxiao at all surprised or shocked, and his heart was strange. This teleportation technique was left by their ancestors, and this junction is the place where the teleportation formation is located.

This kind of teleportation, if it were an ordinary person, would definitely feel strange, even worship, or fear, but Jiang Jiuxiao was extremely calm. It made him look the other way.

"Where is this?" Jiang Jiuxiao said.

He answered her question, "The junction of the Wu Clan and the Gu Clan." ”

Jiang Jiuxiao said, "It's not the Witch Gu Clan?" Her tone didn't change, she had already had such a guess, and a basic certainty. I say this just for the sake of clichés.

"Hehe, adults still don't have to ask so much."

The "......" contradiction, so it is.

The man cut his arm, and Jiang Jiuxiao noticed that there were many of the same scratches on his arm.

His blood soaked the ground, and after a while, the lines of the formation faintly appeared under their feet, but only half, or less than half, he grabbed Jiang Jiuxiao and said, "Don't move." ”

Then the next moment, the two disappeared in place again, but, the man didn't notice, after they disappeared, a drop of blood fell, and the formation violently emitted a crimson light, and the blood disappeared instantly, however, it dimmed again in the next moment.

There was a flickering moment, and the lines of the formation gradually changed, but finally it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and the formation disappeared.

Jiang Jiuxiao felt that the skin of her whole body seemed to yearn for this piece of air, as if something was attracting her.

The man didn't say anything more to Jiang Jiuxiao, because as soon as they found land, a person came, and he quickly knelt down, stood on his left chest with a fist, and shouted, "Fortunately, the Holy Temple, the witch god blesses!" ”

Jiang Jiuxiao looked at the person who came, he was dressed in a white robe with gold edges, as bright and cold as the moonlight, even Jiang Jiuxiao felt that this person seemed to have a fairy aura isolated from the world, and every step was elegant and indifferent.

In a sense, he is a little similar to Jiang Jiuxiao.

The Holy Palace walked into Jiang Jiuxiao, the two figures were generally excellent, generally similar, they were both white, but they were in chaos.

He spoke, his voice like a human, as far away, yet so near, gentle, deep.

"You've got nice eyes."

Jiang Jiuxiao's dark red eyes did not have a trace of waves when she heard this, and it was only after hearing these words that she withdrew her gaze from looking at the surrounding furnishings.

His pupils were gray, chaotic, black and white.

He didn't say much, and after looking at each other for a moment, he chuckled, "Come with me." ”

The two left, and the man finally got up tremblingly, not to mention that the aura under the temple he couldn't stand at all, it was an aura that made people surrender unconditionally, and he was a saint blessed by the witch god. He was amazed that His Majesty had said so much outside of the sacrifice.

The Altar Hall, as its name suggests, is a holy place. Everywhere, whether dead or alive, exuded a slightly cool aura, making Jiang Jiuxiao feel unprecedented peace and tranquility.

In the courtyard, small bridges and flowing water, mountains and rocks, flowers and plants.

The temple was sitting in front of the small desk in the courtyard, he raised his hand and smiled, and invited Jiang Jiuxiao to sit opposite him.

Jiang Jiuxiao looked at him, and knew in her heart that it was this breath that made her feel very comfortable, and the aura on his body was extraordinary, no, or rather, the aura that attracted her was emanating from this person.

What is it?

His Royal Highness looked at Jiang Jiuxiao with a friendly smile, and said, "Jiuxiao? Is that your name? ”

"......" Jiang Jiuxiao didn't answer, just looked at him.

And the temple was not discouraged or anything, but said slowly, "Jiuxiao, it's the name of gathering great hope, it's a pity...... You don't have that in mind. ”

"......" Jiang Jiuxiao's eyelashes twitched imperceptibly.

"You're not Jingmin's child, are you?"

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