The two sang and harmonized, and their voices fluttered out with the wind.

The girl leaned on the boy's arms, her voice was full of laughter, the boy's eyebrows were cold, his eyes were cold, and he did not hide his maintenance of her.

At the door, Shopkeeper You stared at the figures of the two, his face was red and white for a while.

This man and woman both came out of the Treasure Pavilion, and now they are monks with high cultivation, where are they who are indulgent, what kind of identity are they, how dare they be so arrogant?

What kind of thing is a baby?

Yuan Ying is already a high-level powerhouse in the Eight Prefectures, and in Xunzhou, he is a big official who can be the lord of a city and manage millions of people, in his mouth, would he be so disdainful?

It's probably in the empty city, slapping the swollen face and making the fat man!

deliberately put on a high-minded appearance, trying to scare everyone, everyone is scared, and they can swagger away......

Hey, is he that stupid? He's not fooled!

Shopkeeper You was full of ambition, turned to look at Rong Jiaojiao, and was about to encourage her to come out to face the two of them, but at this look, he was suddenly stunned.

Rong Jiaojiao locked her eyebrows and stared at the two of them-

Or rather, it's just the mysterious white-clothed boy with a mask, whose face is becoming ugly little by little.

Doubt, disbelief, consternation, fear...... As if there is still a little bit of fear?

How can it be fear?

The shopkeeper is very different.

Rong Jiaojiao was really afraid, the more she looked at the young man in white, the more her heart sank-

The wind and sand did not stop, he was dressed in a snow-white light robe, and the corners of the robe flowed with dark silver lines, brighter than the moonlight and clearer than the sky, silently showing his dignity.

His face was blocked by a mask, obviously it was just the most ordinary wooden mask, but their divine sense just couldn't penetrate it, and they couldn't see his true appearance, but they could still imagine his peerless appearance.

The young man is very tall, long and thin, carrying a blue ink long sword behind his back, the sword body faintly has a lotus luster flowing, and the sword blade is bright and dazzling, and it is fierce and compelling.

The young man, the white clothes, the green sword, and the disdain for the Yuan Baby......

In this world, there is indeed such a person.

Stepping on the peak of the green clouds, standing majestically on the top of the eight states, a sword out of the world is cold, and the backhand is treacherous.

The power of the young age to shake the world, the talent is amazing, and a Qingping sword slashes out tens of millions of souls under the reckless blood sea sword-

Rong Jiaojiao could barely restrain the fear in her heart, she almost gasped, and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth with difficulty: "Your Highness...... Shang, Shangqing? ”

Shang Qing's gloomy and cold gaze swept over her face, Rong Jiaojiao's mind exploded, feeling the cold killing intent, and the whole person fought a cold war!

It's really him!

It was he who left the Beihai Demon Clan station and came to Bazhou to look for it, and he was impulsive and ruthless before he had ever met him-

His Royal Highness the Demon Prince, Shang Qing!

She's going to die...... She's really going to die!

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was tyrannical and cold-blooded, but she not only betrayed the demon clan, but also bumped directly into him, and offended and offended the little fox who was protected by him in his arms, how could she still live?

When Rong Jiaojiao fell into complete despair, she didn't notice that as soon as the word "Shang Qing" came out of her mouth, there seemed to be a cold wind blowing around her.

Everyone almost got goosebumps all over their bodies.

But they couldn't care about it at all, staring at the young man coldly, and their minds were blank.

What did she say, Shang ...... Lift up?