Alas......

Hua Xiangjian sighed, sighed that chastity was gone, sighed that the fate was ill-fated, that the first swordsman in the rivers and lakes had fallen to this, that Fengyue Lou was going to become a male prostitute as soon as it opened, and that he was a little willing to dedicate himself!

"I'm sighing, you're going to be short of breath when you spend your sword, and you have to bother me to give you the title of "die before you get out of the school"! ”

Feng Rongxue rolled her eyelids lazily, took a small and delicate bauhinia gourd from her robe, and handed it to Hua Xiangjian.

"What is this?" Hua Xiangjian took the gourd and looked at it seriously, the purple gourd was engraved with strange twisted patterns, and the beautiful veins had been winding to the bottom of the gourd, like the roots of a tree.

"You take it to the snow garden and get some camellia juice, and that's it." His voice was low and long, but there was a hint of a smile in the corners of his eyes.

Hua Xiangjian was stunned, he didn't expect this to be Feng Rongxue's so-called antidote? Ahhh

It's out of the way!

The corners of a man's mouth twitched, he rolled his eyes at Feng Rongxue, and said angrily: "I'm going!" In the blink of an eye, he slipped away.

The man in white stood elegantly, looked at the disappearing figure, and said with a smile: "It's still like that!" If you go out of the foreign phase, you will hide. ”

He raised his eyebrows, and then his eyes turned to look at the sleeping woman on the bed.

The dark pupils darkened, I don't know what he was thinking, he paced gracefully to the bed, opened the curtain, and slowly stroked the woman's cheek with his slender hand, and stopped on his forehead at the end, "Tonight's matter, forget it!" The gentle voice is mixed with a kind of coldness that penetrates into the bones.

Suddenly, the palm of his hand glowed with a blue light, like an ice-blue snowflake lingering in the forehead, slowly spinning, falling into the white forehead like a whirlpool.

The hand in the thin quilt tightened suddenly, and then trembled uncontrollably, and the owner of the hand seemed to be very resistant to the blue light, and couldn't help shaking.

Mu Chujin snorted, his cheeks instantly turned much paler, and his narrow eyebrows were tightly grouped together, like a thread that could not be untied.

When the man in white saw her reaction, his eyes became darker and darker, the corners of his lips hooked, and he laughed seductively: "How is it?" Still want to resist? It's never too late to think about it when you're strong enough! Hum! ”

The sentence just now seemed to have an effect, and the person on the bed instantly quieted down, I don't know what to do, his eyes opened, his rhinestone-like eyes were flushed with blood, and he stared at the man in front of the bed blankly.

Feng Rongxue was surprised, and when she was about to raise her luck, Mu Chujin had already fainted.

His brows furrowed unhappily, and his blood-red eyes just now made him a little frightened, what kind of eyes were they, colder than icebergs, as if they could freeze everything in the world, and the unwillingness, anger, and anger in his eyes shot straight at him in a daze, making him feel like a thorn in his back, and his heart palpitated.

The moment he opened his eyes, it seemed that he forgot to breathe.

Good!

Great!