This time.

It's really a loss for the lady and a soldier.

The losses are gone.

Qin Lan has almost never met an opponent since she was a child, and she has never tasted defeat, the first time she lost so badly, it was actually defeated by the most famous "Waste Material Ink Princess" in Kyoto.

Shame!

"What chance?" The northern ape's eyes are scarlet, bloodshot and full of hatred.

"If we don't do it, someone will do it. For example, the pair of sisters and brothers of the Yun family. Qin Lan's eyes gradually became gloomy, "Yun Qing'er and Yun Cang are not good. ”

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It's night.

A crescent moon hangs on a canopy of pale blue.

The night of the forest prison sea is particularly beautiful.

Lying on the ground and raising your head, you will see a galaxy of stars, dotted with a vast canopy of sky. It makes people sigh at their own insignificance, the vastness and vastness of nature.

Yun Chengcheng was lying on the soft grass, with one hand on his arm, and a pair of clear eyes, staring at the galaxy.

In my mind, what involuntarily comes to mind is the silhouette of the beautiful master sitting quietly drinking tea, as if it came out of an ancient ink painting scroll.

Inexplicably, I miss him a little.

I haven't seen you in two days.

I don't know when it started, deep in my heart, I have become dependent on this beautiful master.

Dependence is a terrible emotion.

Subtly, it corrodes a person's soul.

By the time you get used to each other, by the time you find something wrong, you're already a little inseparable.

"Speaking of which, I don't even know what Master's name is." Yun Chengcheng muttered, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Lose?

No.

Gain or loss?

Not even more.

In short, it's a strange feeling that is hard to control, as if everything is beyond what you can expect.

"What are I worried about being alone here, the next time I see you in my dream, just ask him directly." Yun Chengcheng shook his head, and at the same time stretched out his little hand and rubbed his slightly swollen temples.

That's right.

She's not the kind of girl who squirms.

I don't know when I was in a daze with the starry sky, and Yun Chengcheng unconsciously fell asleep.

There is a saying that there is a dream in the day and a dream in the night.

That's true.

Yun Chengcheng missed the beauty master all day, and as soon as he fell into a dream, he immediately saw the beauty master sitting in front of him.

A pear wood table, a purple clay pot, and a jade cup. Tea. Green smoke curls. The fragrance of tea is overflowing.

Master Beauty is still dressed in black.

It's obviously the deepest color, but he was forced to wear a bit of fairy energy. Of course, it's more of a dark mystery.

"Master."

Cloud Fall City stepped forward, and it was rare to take the initiative.

Mo Bai turned his head and looked at her, in his deep black pupils, there was a rare smile, the kind of smile that was extremely shallow and faint and could not be found without careful observation: "Little Allure, you are here, I have been waiting for you for a long time as a teacher." ”

He missed him more than she did.

He was more desperate to see her than she was.

God knows how empty he was and how anxious he was lying on the cold big bed in Mowang's Mansion alone, guarding the empty room without her.

He was very worried about her, whether she was doing well in the sea of forest prisons, and whether she would encounter any danger at the summer hunting party.

"Master, may I ask you a question?"

"You say."

"Master, what's your name?"