The door representing the traces of history opens in front of you, as if the world has opened up to you.

The steady footsteps also knocked on the dark night in Yan Xixin's heart at this moment.

walked in with his legs, Yan Xixin's heart had already been washed away by reason.

"Good...... I want to take a look, to see how my cultivation is. ”

In her heart, there is an expansion of conspiracy.

At this moment, it still makes her mind extremely disturbed.

"Please don't go in yet, Madame, and we'll go find Song Wangyue right away."

"Not right away, it's right now."

The voice appeared and disappeared in an instant, and Yan Xixin's eyes were the scene of respect, as if it was all so beautiful, and now, a truly loyal emotion was released.

The feeling of danger faded silently.

Her sanity told her that there was already a man here, going to report the news.

Alone?

"Don't panic, we will serve you anyway."

This voice warmed her heart.

For a while, he could no longer control his emotions.

The more her heart became obsessed with the world in front of her, the more a clamor aloud arose in her heart.

This is--

"Jaw heaven, it must be removed!"

She promised her heart that she must remove this cancer, otherwise, what consequences would it cause?

"The head of the house is here."

In front of Yan Xixin's eyes, there was a flat path.

But she also found that this manor was smaller than her own Xuan family, and there were not many things in it, it just looked good.

Those residential areas are hidden among the green trees and red flowers, and they look like gardens.

There was a pale white bridge that crossed a lake at this moment.

This lake has some flavor of the Xiao family, like a small pond.

But here, the willows are still around.

Yan Xixin can find that there is also a lake pavilion in Songjia Lake, which is supported by something.

That pond was made by man.

Yan Xixin was a little impatient, because behind the little guy who was speeding up, there was no trace of the head of the house.

"You can come in, too, he chose to lead you into his ashram, and if there is anything, we will not bother you to talk."

This voice is so polite.

Yan Xixin looked at them and smiled coldly.

The feeling she brought to the others made the guards look at each other, but they didn't know why.

"Oh, look up for a long time, this is Mrs. Yan?"

Suddenly, in front of Yan Xixin's eyes, there was a unique image of an old man like Qifeng.

His body is strong, time is in his body, as if a hundred years have passed, he is a treasure in his old age......

However, it doesn't look like it's 100 years old, right?

He was wearing a green coat, and the blue color was extremely suitable for his momentum.

Is this Song Wangyue?

There is no greenness on his body, in fact, it is an elegant momentum, as if he has not been suppressed by any force, tenacious and good is a bamboo.

He seems to be so indifferent to fame and fortune, but at this moment he has built a place for himself to live in his life.

And now, he is smiling kindly.

His hand trembled slightly, and he stepped over here, already on the bridge, aiming his kind gaze at herself.

Yan Xixin thought about it, but he had already shown a lovely smile.

"The Song family master is good!"

He always seems to be frozen in such an age.

On his body, there is an extra feeling that people can't understand.

It's so hidden and mysterious......

Yan Xixin can no longer see clearly.

Her body was cold.

Perhaps, he thinks of himself at this moment.

Yan Xixin only felt that it was a beam of eyes that spied on him.

But he didn't make any indecent moves, but had a good impression of Yan Xixin.

And now, Song Wangyue has smiled at himself.

He doesn't seem to be very good at telling jokes, but his characteristics are so different.

Song Wangyue has a super big white beard.

But his hair was shaved short, looked very lean, and was coiled into a head, which he casually tied in a circle.

"Come on, what do you say?"

Yan Xixin's purple eyes had more emotions that people couldn't understand.

With these alone, Yan Xixin already has her own skills, what potential does she have?

Involuntarily, the other younger brothers were also frightened, they didn't know what to do, and they did find that Yan Xixin's body had already emerged with an aura that Song Wangyue didn't know how to avoid.

He is an old man, but now he has the heart of a teenager.

It's just that at this moment, he found that his heart was shaken.

Her purple eyes are so beautiful.

It was as if a deadly whirlpool, spinning again, coming at itself.

"Oh my God...... These eyes are really beautiful. ”

Unconsciously, Song Wangyue's heart also had a calm mood.

Because he had seen everything in the world, he thought that Yan Xixin was here to seek advice, but now, he has found that her eyes are so bright.

It was as if a starry sky had been installed, as if it were a dome, surrounding his eyes, and above it was a starry world.

In Song Wangyue's eyes, Yan Xixin's face is so fresh.

She also looks like a young person, is he a little jealous of her time?

"Borrow a step to speak."

Ignoring the stupid gazes of those behind him, Song Wangyue carried the attraction generated by Yan Xixin, and took her hand and led her into his quiet room.

For Yan Xixin, he is very sober.

At this moment, his consciousness was meticulous, and under Yan Xixin's eyes, the purple color intensified, and there was an extra crazy emotion.

The general trend has gone, and Yan Xixin is obviously unsatisfied, on her body, those heaven and earth qi that can almost shake her heart, in Song Wangyue's heart, crumbling.

"Sure enough, it's a rising star."

She is the head of the Xuan family, and she has great prestige.

And now, she has grabbed her heart.

"Actually, old-timer, I'm not making trouble unreasonably, and I'm not doing anything bad...... It's just that your piano skills are superb, can I ask you to kill someone? ”

In her eyes, there was a deep feeling.

Unconsciously, Song Wangyue seemed to have his soul taken away, and the bottom of his eyes was a gloomy and sad emotion, as if he had lost his soul, but he looked even more different from the bloodthirsty demon clan.

Like a machine, he opened the door and let Yan Xixin into his quiet room, his movements smooth and sad.

He seemed to be bewitched, Yan Xixin's eyes were like a deadly storm, a whirlpool of strong attraction was generated, and his reason quickly fell to the cliff and turned into debris.

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