"A fairy grass that came down from the Nine Heavens... What's going on, no wonder you don't feel the breath above! ”

Lan Qi had just finished speaking, and the sharp palm wind slashed down at once, and the fire-colored barrier formed on his hands could not protect a large range, and before he could even notice it, he was hit by a heavy blow in his lower abdomen. The shattered fragments of the glass cup pierced into his body, and the blood flowed out with a pain in his body, and he squinted his eyes, and his figure fell to the ground.

I blurred my vision in front of me, I don't know what kind of illusion it is, I always feel that a black cave has been born out of thin air....

The smell of blood on the fairy grass was strong, and he blew on it to remove the blood stain, and the people on the bed didn't react at all. It doesn't seem to be for these two people, but I just think I can take advantage of this opportunity. The cold hands landed on the ancient wooden hairpin of Beilanlaiye, and there was a momentary touch—a burning sensation of fire, which burned his thumb.

He looked not far away, and more than once felt that the flying smoke was a little confused.

"Stinky girl, why are you so strong that you actually got my blood out!"

There was a spiritual power riot circling in the hand of that fairy grass, and there was a fierce murder hidden in his eyes, and the palm wind fell into the mid-air spin but was suppressed by the breath of another person.

He hurriedly looked back, and unexpectedly saw a beautiful figure, with a fearless expression, and the style of acting was like a change of grass, and his gaze fell elsewhere.

"You little seedling, you have a pretty big tone." Bei Lanlaiye's eyes flickered, and she used her fingers to play tricks on the fairy grass.

"I was just thrown down by the gods of the Nine Heavens, and you are too cruel to me like this!" The guy looked not far away and sighed.

These two guys are really incomprehensible, and even he dares to offend. There are ants under the nine heavens, and sure enough.

"Cut!" Beilan Laiye didn't care about it at all, and her fingertips tapped on the little grass. Even her voice became cynical, she liked this fairy grass very much.

Lan Qi's face was indifferent, he looked at the person next to him, playing with the ring on his finger, his voice was like neon, and he was full of fighting energy in an instant. He kicked Lan Qi's body with both feet, sniffed his nose, and shifted direction.

He didn't care at all, he was in a good mood.

"Hey, Beilan Laiye, if you like this grass very much, then I'll give it to you."

"That's really what I wanted, but don't worry, I'll give you half of it when I grind it into powder."

Beilan Laiye was smiling, and she didn't talk nonsense. Pulled Lan Qi's arm twice, and there was flattery in that beautiful voice.

Lan Qi leaned down and made a mark on Beilan Laiye's forehead, full of spring breeze.

"You're so good-looking, a little more beautiful than this fairy grass."

, what kind of iconic praise is this, and I don't know which book he saw it from.

Beilan Laiye touched his forehead, his fingertips were slightly sluggish, and the fairy grass in his palm writhed back and forth at all, he shouted: "You guys are crazy, you actually used me as a medicinal powder, you must be crazy....."

He repeated this sentence, and from time to time he covered his eyes, not daring to look at the world.

The sunset falls on the windowsill as usual, and those memories are quietly advancing and going away! ——