The man's facial features are exquisite, his lips are like peach blossoms, and his skin is like frost and snow. Please Baidu search () to see the most complete! The fastest update!

Plus the red robe, handsome as a demon.

Even if he has a cold face at the moment, those peach blossom eyes are extremely good-looking, rendering a little smile, covering the chill of his body, but becoming gentle and elegant.

"You're angry that I ruined your good deeds, aren't you?"

The corners of the man's mouth were slightly raised, with a somewhat lazy smile, Gu Qinglan's face remained unchanged, but his eyes moved away from the man's body and fell on the Chiyan Sword he was holding.

Gu Qingyu's eyes were a little surprised, and only after half a sound did he look into the man's eyes and chuckle: "Night Charm is a powerful organization in Canglan, and you are the young master of Night Charm, how dare I be angry with you?" ”

"Heh... The national teacher of the Aoyue Country, the second young master of the Demon Palace, really tormented me when he said this. ”

Gu Qingyu's smile remained unchanged, but the man had no intention of entanglement with him, and left directly with the Chiyan Sword, Gu Qingyu didn't stop him, just looked up and watched him leave, and waited until his figure disappeared from sight, and then he withdrew his eyes.

Scold...

He seemed to have discovered his weakness.

——-

Xia Jin's head was heavi.

I even had a long dream.

In the dream, she has been running and running, in front of her are the people of the Xia family, she wants to catch them, but they disappear from front of her eyes one by one... Even complaining that she killed them...

Xia Jin was trapped in a dream, wanting to wake up but couldn't.

Until...

A warm palm caressed her face, caressing it gently, and then landed on her head, gently caressing her, and the dream scene gradually disappeared, and the darkness disappeared, only the warmth spread to the whole body.

Xia Jin slowly opened her eyes.

What catches my eye is the familiar face.

There was also worry in those phoenix eyes.

Is that...

Uncle Huang's real face.

"Uncle Huang..."Xia Jin moved the corners of her lower lip and called softly.

"Well..."

The man hooked the corner of his lower lip, and the warm palm fell on her face, his fingertips gently swiped her cheek, and finally scraped lightly on the tip of her nose, "It's been a day of sleep, are you hungry?" ”

Xia Jin stared at the man with wide eyes.

After a long time, she sat up suddenly, pulled the man's sleeves with both hands, and said in a panic: "Uncle Huang, my sword, my sword has been snatched away!" ”

Damn it...

That person...

I snatched her sword away!!

"Ah Jin..."

Xiao Baiyu narrowed his eyes, glanced down at the small hand pulling at his sleeve, and then his eyes fell on her delicate face, and said in a gentle and comforting tone: "Don't panic, the Chiyan Sword has made a contract with you, and if someone else robs it, it's just an ordinary sword...

Don't worry, I'll get your stuff back for you. ”

I'll get it back for you.

The man's words were like the spell of an artifact, smoothing her messy heart, Xia Jin blinked her eyes, and met the man's eyes, from the phoenix eyes, she could clearly see her appearance at the moment.

The cheeks were slightly red, delicate and cute, and his eyes were still shining, while the man had a serious and gentle face, and the phoenix eyes had some familiar fluctuations.

A string in his heart was plucked, Xia Jin's eyes flickered slightly, and only after half a sound did he move the corner of his lower lip and said softly: "Uncle Huang, I seem..."