As soon as he said this, Jun Xuan realized that what he meant was not so right.

What he means is that Xian Dongyu died once, and his current life was saved because of him, so it is his.

But when he said this, it made people think crookedly.

Xiao Ming immediately let go of his hand, pushed the Xian Dongyu into Jun Xuan's arms, and said, "Okay, yours yours." I won't rob you. ”

"No, I didn't mean that!"

"What else could it mean? Sister, husband? ”

"Dead girl, see that I don't beat you."

Jun Xuan was about to raise his hand as he spoke, and then Xiao Ming hid behind Xian Dongyu.

Xian Dongyu stopped Jun Xuan and said, "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, it's okay......"

The atmosphere eased slightly, but everyone had a different kind of suppressed emotions in their hearts.

At this time, the sky is bright.

On the abandoned watchtower on the Moon Warm Slope, when Xian Xia Heng woke up, he was greeted by a dilapidated floor, a corner with cobwebs, and dust floating in the air.

She didn't feel comfortable, and lowered her head and coughed violently.

At the same time, someone pushed the door open.

Xian Xia Heng looked up, but his pupils contracted suddenly, and it was incredible to see the people coming.

That familiar cheek was the one she loved.

The eldest son of the Emperor of the Northland, Xiao Ren.

She struggled to sit up, her head was groggy, and she asked tremblingly, "Xiao Ren?" How do you ......"

The so-called "Xiao Ren" slowly walked in front of him and asked, "Is it cold?" ”

Xian Xia Heng was stunned and quickly shook his head.

But the other party still put his clothes on her body, and the smile on his face was never gentle.

Xian Xia Heng gently grabbed his fingers, looked up at him, his eyes were slightly red, but he couldn't speak.

And "Xiao Ren" said: "I'll take you home......"

Xian Xia Heng grabbed his hand and said, "Xiao Ren, I have no regrets about marrying you." ”

Xiao Ren said: "I know, so do I." ”

Xian Xia Heng laughed and said, "Don't be, you are not Xiao Ren." ”

In an instant, Xian Xia Heng smiled away, picked off his hairpin and pressed it against his neck, the tenderness in his eyes was like water and condensed into a sharp ice blade, she said, "Demon ghost? ”

This Xiao Ren didn't pretend anymore, raised his head and laughed, took off his disguise and changed back to his original appearance, and said, "You haven't cultivated, how do you know about me?" ”

"Xiao Ren is ashamed of me, how can he talk like this?"

"Are you so unconfident?"

"It's not that I'm not confident, it's that he doesn't look down on me."

The demon looked at Xian Xia Heng with ice blue eyes, looked at her possessively, and said, "You know, Xiao Ren admires Xian Dongyu more, right?" ”

His eyes were blue, like sapphires, chilling and penetrating.

"How about I help you?"

"Help me with what?"

"Help you kill the Envy Winter Fish."

Xian Xia Heng's pupils contracted suddenly, and she pushed back, but she didn't notice a trace of ice blue mist entering her body along her skin.

She said, "Why should I kill him? ”

The demon said, "You're jealous of her, aren't you?" Your husband has always been distant and disdainful of you, but he looks at her differently. ”

"I'm not as good as a winter fish, I know."

"You can't even deceive yourself with this lie."

With a cold smile, the demon held Xian Xia Heng's hand, put a dagger against her hand, and said, "You know that they won't return you with snow teeth, so it's better for me to let you go back, and you wait for the opportunity to kill Xian Dongyu." ”

The dagger seemed to be like ice, and the frozen Xia Heng's fingers trembled.