Dropped the man into the water.

Yun Jiumo hadn't been proud for long.

was pressed back into the water by the man's sturdy body.

Choked on a large mouthful of water.

Evil Qianshu clasped her slender waist and scooped the person out of the pool.

Yun Jiumo lay on his shoulder, coughing desperately.

the chicken! I wanted to see the embarrassed appearance of the evil thousand.

I didn't expect that the person who is embarrassed now has become her.

I'm so angry that I want to bite!

"Let it go." The man shook his shoulders.

Yun Jiumo hooked his neck and refused to let go, and the whole person hung on him.

The soaked green silk slipped from her body to his body, entangled with his ink clothes, and gave birth to a feeling of beauty and beauty for no reason.

In the place where the girl can't see, in the mist, the man's eyes are dark and dark, and they are a little extremely black.

Yun Jiumo finally stopped coughing.

She freed up a hand and touched her face.

I was relieved to make sure that the skin on my face was smooth and delicate.

Thankfully, the face is still there!

No disfigurement!

Although this face is a bit ugly because of the curse seal.

But it's also a face!

"Yun Jiumo." The man's eyes became darker and darker, and his deep voice whispered her name.

Yun Jiumo still didn't let go.

The man slapped.

Clasped her little hand.

Easily pulled away her tightly wrapped arms.

Yun Jiumo, who lost his support, lost his body and fell back into the pool with a heavy weight.

"Little brother Evil Monarch, do you know what it means to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?!" Yun Jiumo stabilized his body and stood firm in the water, his long and narrow cat pupils full of complaints.

gaze, when touching the cold and white face of Evil Qianshu.

She was stunned: "Didn't I see you just now...... Is the curse sigil again? ”

"Our spell marks are similar, but they are different." Evil Qianshu said lightly.

Yun Jiumo touched his face: "That's right, although the curse mark looks the same, we have different reactions to the curse mark. ”

Evil Qianshu: "From now on, it's the same." ”

"What's the same?" Yun Jiumo didn't understand his words.

Before he could ask, Evil Qianshu had already turned around, walked slowly to the edge of the pool, and flew up suddenly.

Water splashes.

Tightly, his sleeve robe agitated, and the spirit wave lingered.

In a few moments, his robe was dry.

Yun Jiumo: "......"

Cultivating aura, and this function?

It's better than a dryer!

She was trying to climb up, too.

The man stopped him: "Stay inside." ”

Yun Jiumo paused, looked up at him: "Do you want to cook it again?" ”

Evil Qianshu ignored her question, and her voice was very light: "The curse mark on your face is a little strange. ”

He leaned over and touched her cheek with his fingertips.

Between the fingertips, there is no ambiguity between men and women.

It's just plain, interested in her spell marks.

"It stands to reason that the curse mark on your face is equivalent to a seal." Evil Qianshu stroked his fingers, "This spell seal seals your muscles and veins, turning you into a waste body. ”

His fingers suddenly paused: "However, your muscles and veins are not blocked, and you are not the so-called waste body." ”

He narrowed his deep eyes slightly, wiped his fingertips over the droplets of water falling from her, and said word by word: "What other secrets do you have?" ”

Maybe it's because of the water droplets.

The man's fingertips were a little cold.

As he looked into her eyes, it seemed to be a rush of frost and snow.

Yun Jiumo's heart gradually sank.

Opposite the four eyes of the evil Qianshu.

The expression on her face did not dare to change in the slightest.

This man ......

Too sharp.