Chapter 941 - The Little Princess in the Palm of Her Hand 8
Qinghui: Satisfied, satisfied!
During the monsoon rains, his body was still slightly stiff.
Human beings always have a certain fear of the unknown.
And the creatures that live in the dark realm are undoubtedly the most mysterious ones on the continent.
The dark elves are the most widespread and mysterious creatures on the continent, and almost no one has ever seen them.
The momentum of the whole body naturally made Ji Yu, who couldn't learn magic, feel palpitations.
But he still resisted the oppression given by the other party.
Qinghui looked at the other party's tense face, a little puzzled.
Lord Lingjian is so kind, beautiful and cute, how can this person look like a ghost.
Light coffee: ...... You're not afraid that you don't know anything about your current situation.
"His Highness the Dark Elves......
Finally, during the monsoon rains, he spoke.
There were some timid voices, and the male tone was completely inaudible.
It's all soft and cute girl sound.。
Qinghui: Wow.
In this plane, Qinghui's mood swings are indeed relatively large.
After all, he is facing a women's clothing boss.
Thinking about the appearance of the old cadre who was self-cultivation in Mingyue before, and then look at the appearance of the little girl in front of him.
Qinghui thinks about how to find it interesting.
I even want to ask the shallow coffee for the recording function.
Light coffee: ......
She was a little afraid that when she returned, the two spirit swords would fight, and finally affect her, the system that handed out all the permissions.
After all, from Qinghui's character, she knew that this was not something impossible.
"My name is Qinghui."
Qinghui's voice was still faint, with a hint of coldness, but it restrained that sense of majesty.
It sounds even more glutinous.
"I, I'm the ...... of the monsoon" Monsoon looked at Qinghui's crimson eyes, and after looking at it for two seconds, he lowered his eyes again.
The 'girl' is delicate.
The neck is beautifully curved, and the long eyelashes are slightly fanned, with a sense of weakness.
Fragile beauty.
It's beautiful indeed.
Especially when the other party deliberately shows their advantages.
As for Qinghui?
Qinghui was busy taking pictures.
"You just came to the palace, there should be a lot of things that you don't adapt to," Ji Yu continued to speak, obviously wanting to take a detour to see what Qinghui wanted to do, and then use Qinghui to achieve his own goals, "I don't know if His Highness Qinghui has any needs for coming to this place?" ”
Qinghui raised his eyes and looked at the tattered things in the house.
His eyes fanned, he turned his head sideways, and reached out to lift his chin from the monsoon rain.
The breath of the two was very close to each other at once.
During the monsoon rains, you can smell the faint sweetness of Qinghui's body.
Quite charming sweet.
"Will you follow me?"
Her voice was getting closer, and it sounded softer.
There was a slight pause during the monsoon rain, which seemed to be a little unexpected.
But also, they, especially the royal family, do something and say something, they are trying to achieve their goals.
However, this set of theories is obviously not enough when dealing with dark creatures like Qinghui.
During the monsoon rain, his eyes fell on Qinghui's face, from Qinghui's hair to Qinghui's pointed ears, there was nothing imperfect.
Probably really fell in love with his face?
Sure that Qinghui's gaze fell on his face, the crimson lips of the monsoon rain pursed slightly, and his voice was weak, and he said in a low voice, "Is it okay?" ”
It seems a little cautious.
The angle shown to Qinghui is still perfect.