82_82410 Liu Beishui's heart throbbed violently. He had a strong premonition that it would be a beautiful woman.

Then he pulled out a brilliant jewel the size of a baby's fist and walked over to the tall woman. He first bent down skillfully, pretending to pick up something. Then, politely, he straightened up and said, "Girl, your things have fallen." ”

However, when the woman in the silver cloak turned her face for a moment. Liu Beishui was like petrification, and his eyes widened suddenly.

Her silver hair exudes a beautiful, psychedelic glow, and her skin is as smooth as jade. She is tall and elegant, her beautiful eyes, as clear as ethereal autumn water, and a touch of enchantment that cannot be ignored is hidden by her. Under the bridge of her delicate nose is a pair of pink lips, her chin is elegantly raised, and under her jade-white neck, there are proudly bulging breasts.

Liu Beishui felt that the world was trembling, and a nosebleed flowed down quietly. He looked at her intently, his soul flew away, and he said in a loud voice: "The fairy is not like this. ”

"It's not mine. In the face of such a brilliant and huge gem, the silver-haired woman said indifferently without blinking her eyes. However, she looked at Liu Beishui's appearance for a while, and then said curiously: "Where do I seem to have seen you?"

"I feel that way, too. Liu Beishui hurriedly covered his nose and said excitedly: "I always feel familiar with the fairy." Let's find a place to have a few drinks and reminisce. ”

The silver-haired woman smiled and said, "Your symbolic skin doesn't work for all women. Some women only show their beauty to the man in their hearts. It's a pity you're not. ”

With that, the silver-haired woman took off a butterfly-shaped white button from her cloak and tossed it lightly.

I saw that the white button, three feet in the air, suddenly transformed into a huge, white and beautiful butterfly, fluttering high. In an instant, even Liu Beishui didn't notice it, and the silver-haired woman disappeared. Immediately after, her figure appeared prominently on the back of the white butterfly. Then, hanging high in the air, she searched carefully through the crowd with her infatuated eyes.

As a result, she didn't see the silver she was looking forward to the most in her heart, so she had to raise her palm, and a circle of mysterious soul breath, like an invisible wave, swept down in an instant, spreading in the bustling city.

At this moment, under this mysterious soul search, Liu Beishui realized that the mysterious woman not only had a beautiful appearance that was rare in a thousand years, but also had terrifying strength, and was shocked into a cold sweat.

After a while, the mysterious woman looked lost, driving the white butterfly, like a fairy, with infinite thoughts, and persistently flew westward.

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"This lord, please forgive your sins!"

Far away, in the crowd. A half-orc with scales on his face kicked and scolded an iron slave kneeling on the ground while making amends to Ye Qingcheng. A large amount of yellow dye powder was scattered on the ground, and it also dyed Ye Qingcheng yellow.

A mysterious breeze blew leisurely beside Ye Qingcheng, blowing off the yellow dye powder on his body and hair.

He tilted his head in shock, his soul breathing converging to the point of perfection. He looked up at the huge white butterfly on the sky, and the mysterious person standing on the back of the white butterfly, and his heart was secretly shocked: "What a strong soul breath! It must be an emperor-level character that cannot be ignored! Here, why is there such a strong character?"

At this time, the half-orc with scales panicked to dust off the yellow powder on Ye Qingcheng's body, and his short silver hair was revealed.

"It's okay, it's okay. Ye Qingcheng spoke for the kneeling iron slave and said, "Don't blame him, he's too tired." You have to give him a good rest so that he has the strength to carry things. ”

As he spoke, he shook off the powder from his body and walked towards an auction building not far away.

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Liu Beishui is like a sculpture, standing among the pedestrians, feeling that the soul of the whole person is gone.

It wasn't until a pedestrian accidentally bumped into his shoulder that he came to his senses. Then, as he looked around in despair, the intoxicating, enchanting fragrance was gone. In a trance, he was pulled into the flower building by a smiling and vulgar woman.

On the other side, in the crowd of people, Wei Chiyan did not look like a puppy attracted by the smell. A rich smell of wine wafted in the air, and he kept shaking his nose until he finally walked to a quaint winery. A half-orc with a bear's head, seeing that Yu Chiyan still had two phoenix wings behind him, hurriedly stepped forward and greeted him with a smile: "Venerable Young Master of the Feng Clan, you are a good drinker at first glance. ”

"Hehe, your wine is good!" Under the seduction of this aroma of wine, Yu Chiyan's saliva flowed, and he had already forgotten Ye Qingcheng's words to the clouds.

"That's, it's the best brewery in the country!" said the orc with the head of a bear, "Please come in." ”

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On the vast sea, two rows of majestic golden fox guards, wearing armor, ran quickly on the sea. A majestic golden giant fox, pulling a brocade canopy carriage, galloped proudly among them.

Dusk recedes and evening falls. The fading sunset stains the sparkling waters, and also dyes the western sky into an antique canvas.

Suddenly, the running golden fox guard stopped suddenly, along with the mighty golden giant fox.

"What's the matter?" the prisoner bull poked out of the brocade caravan and saw a huge white butterfly appear on the sea to the east. A mysterious woman, standing on its back, blocked their path.

The prisoner cow was also shocked by this beautiful woman's appearance, and at the same time, he was even more frightened by her cultivation.

He immediately flew out of the brocade caravan and said, "This fairy, why are you blocking our way?"

"Your cultivation is good, I want to ask you about someone. The mysterious empress said.

"Presumptuous!" On the ground, a Golden Fox Guard captain shouted angrily: "Don't look at what kind of team this is, dare to block and ask for directions?!"

"Did you let you speak?" the prisoner scolded.

At this time, Hong Feiying also walked out of the brocade carriage and walked to the prisoner cow. She looked at the empress in surprise and did not speak immediately.

"Little sister. As she spoke, the mysterious empress took out a spirit painting, unfolded it, and on it was the face of a young man with short silver hair, and said with a smile: "Have you ever seen this person around here?

Suddenly, in Hong Feiying's silent pupils, a pitch-black flame appeared. A terrifying murderous aura instantly permeated, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Ye Qingcheng! he's here?!"

The smiling empress, her face sank gloomily, and she said, "Little sister, your eyes are not right." ”

"He's here?!" Hong Feiying, who had been silent, suddenly erupted at this moment.

The prisoner bull hurriedly whispered to Hong Feiying: "Miss, this is an emperor-level character, it is very dangerous. ”

Beautiful, and dangerous.

"Although, you're not that old. The Empress gracefully rolled up the scroll, put it back in the robe on her chest, and said calmly, "But, he is my man, if you want to be unfavorable to him—"

"So what!" Hong Feiying's feet and body were burning with black flames, and she said coldly: "Not only will I break him into ten thousand pieces, but I will also kill all those related to him!"

"Since that's the case. The empress took off the cloak and hood she wore on her head, revealing a head of hair with psychedelic silver glows, and shook it slightly, inadvertently showing her majestic imperial momentum. She said lightly, "I can only kill you." ”。