Nan Ji is now thinking about one thing.

She remembered that every son of the Heavenly Dao would shine, so she was ······ now Will it shine too?

Thinking so, she quickly stood up, no longer sleepy, and walked straight out.

As she walked out, Tongzi chattered

[Because the host is the son of the Heavenly Dao, it is very attractive, and there will be many people who like the host.

Before you completely became the son of the Heavenly Dao, you already had this sign, uh······ It's like a girl who liked you before. 】

Although they are all rotten peach blossoms, they also cause a lot of trouble for the host.

But!

It doesn't matter!

Tongzi wants to cheer up the host and let the host be a good person.

As it was about to speak, it realized that the host had returned to its room, standing in front of a full-length flat mirror.

Tongzi looked at the host's expression, and his smile froze to now became more and more gloomy.

It inexplicably feels like the host wants to pull it out and pinch it to death.

Just look, Nan Ji in the plane mirror is shining all over her body, not a gentle white light like a night pearl, but black.

The whole person of the host is black and bright.

Tongzi was about to cheer up, but he instantly shut up.

Isn't that not quite right?

How can the host be black?

It hurriedly looked up the information, and after three minutes, it spoke in a milky and very low voice

[Host, you have a captivity curse on you, so you are automatically considered a bad person.] So the light on your body becomes black. 】

Curse, curse, curse.

She looked down and looked at her ankles, staring at them for a long time.

Then the red lips curled, chuckled, and looked away.

She stepped away from the mirror, one hand in her pocket, and walked out step by step.

No further thoughts were expressed on the matter.

In fact, the string of night pearl bracelets is a bit big on her hands.

But the miraculous thing is that this string of night pearls seems to be conscious, and it always sticks to her wrist as if it were a good fit.

The next day was a cloudy day, no sunlight, the wind blew, and it was somewhat refreshing.

Nan Ji decides to go down the mountain to eat in the city.

Suzaku drove, and the co-pilot followed Hua Yu.

In the past, they were all followed by the green dragon and white tiger.

However, Nan Jiao's hands are swollen like a big steamed bun, and it is very inconvenient to eat anything.

Just let Hua Yu and Suzaku follow, and it will be easier to do anything.

Suzaku drove the car and took a turn on the road.

Nan Ji closed her eyes and leaned back.

The bitten lip did not get any better, but because she ate a bowl of spicy noodles yesterday, her mouth was even more swollen.

The original chic style of dressing is now tightly stitched with every button.

For fear of being discovered, Nanji, who had been sideways for so long, was bitten.

Suzaku drove quickly, from the mountain to the city, and then to the particularly delicious restaurant in the city, about half an hour.

There are a lot of people coming and going on this street, and even if there is a war, the common people have to make a living and eat.

The road ahead was not easy to walk, so I stopped a little farther.

The group of three people got out of the car.

As he was about to arrive, Suzaku suddenly spoke

"Boss, there are warlords."

When I looked up, I saw a military vehicle parked at the entrance of the restaurant, and two soldiers guarding the door.

When he got closer, he was about to walk in when he was stopped by the two soldiers.

"This place has been chartered, please go elsewhere."

Nope.

(End of chapter)