Nan Ji walked along the flow of people in the ancient phase city.

Unconsciously, more and more people's eyes swept over Nan Jiao's face intentionally or unintentionally.

Surprise flashed in the eyes of everyone who saw Nanji.

Even if the Creator came in person, I am afraid that there will be no more perfect existence than this face.

Some people were even so fascinated by Nan Jiao's face that they hit the pillar directly while walking.

Nan Ji bit the fruit, and she didn't care at all about the gaze that came at her.

Just walked from the gate of the ancient city to a restaurant and stopped.

The smell of fragrant barbecue came out of it.

As soon as I listened to the footsteps, I heard the sound of a fight coming from inside.

A long sword slashed directly at the long table.

The wood scattered in all directions, and one of them flew straight out, grazing Nanjiao's cheek and nailing it into the wooden beads behind her.

Looking inside, it seemed that a group of blue-clothed Qing cultivators with long swords in their hands were fighting with a demon cultivator woman.

The demon cultivator woman was dressed in red, holding a red whip, and she had a fierce fierceness on her body.

Then I heard one of the Qing nun disciples speak

"Tu Keqing! Come back to the Qingshan faction with me and confess your guilt! ”

The demon cultivator woman standing in the middle was probably Tu Keqing.

I heard her sneer

"Confession? What sin am I? ”

The Qing cultivator was indignant

"What is the sin? Are you too embarrassed to say it?!

You killed Master and broke Senior Brother's leg.

Defected to the Demon Cultivator.

It's not too much to cut it with a thousand cuts! ”

After Tu Keqing heard this, she burst out laughing, and her eyes were moist when she laughed

Then, his eyes became a little sharp,

"Because of your master, he deserves to die."

As soon as she said this, the situation in front of her exploded in an instant.

The disciples of the Qingshan Sect drew their long swords one after another and fought with Tu Keqing.

There is a never-ending posture.

Nan Ji walked into the store.

I found a place near the corner.

She was hungry and didn't want to move.

Also, the glass bead standing in the middle is kind of interesting.

After ordering a roasted whole lamb, she sat there boredly waiting and watching the fight in the restaurant.

With one hand on his chin, his hair fell down.

Tongzi looked at her host like this.

The host is gossiping more and more.

Back then, when the host was just released from the dungeon, in addition to eating was sleeping, and sleeping was the pearl of the night.

Anything else, it was something that had never been in her eyes.

Look at the present.

A battle to watch with relish.

The other guests in the restaurant had all run away, but she was the only one who sat there, unmoving.

This Tu Keqing looks good.

One person singled out seven, and a stick of incense passed, and the wind did not fall.

Until, Tu Keqing's gaze inadvertently swept over Nan Ji who was sitting in the corner.

was distracted all of a sudden, reacted slowly for a moment, and was slashed in the back in the next second.

This momentary distraction suddenly fell to the wind.

She scrambled to the window and quickly escaped through the window.

Nan Ji took a sip of tea, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

A casual word

"I really didn't expect me to be so attractive."

Tongzi didn't expect it either.

The host's face can not only fascinate the man, but also make the demon cultivator woman stunned??

With the sound of her speaking, those Qing Cultivation disciples had already chased out of the window.

The hall was a mess.

The food in the restaurant is served very quickly.

After a while, the whole roasted lamb was placed on the table.

(End of chapter)