Qingluan turned around, and the fox-faced man appeared in the room at some point, he sat lazily in front of the couch, his posture was elegant and calm, his slender fingers lightly brushed his delicate jaw, and his nails were slightly long, showing a bewitching bright red.

The red lips of the demon Ye were raised with a hint of evil that seemed to be absent.

He didn't feel any unsteady breath, his breathing was steady, and he didn't seem to be hurt at all.

"My name is Qingluan." Qingluan's face did not change, and he was not surprised by his appearance, and said with a smile.

The bewitching red fingers moved up, and a shape was dotted on the red lips of the demon, as if there was no evil charm.

"Woman, you take this seat for a fool?"

Although the demonic Gu-like voice was cold, it was also cold and fierce, but Qingluan still didn't feel the killing intent.

Strange people......

Although Qingluan was puzzled, he still smiled on his face, "No, in fact, I lied to you, my name is Qingluan." ”

There seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at her tightly through the strange fox face. It's like, the fox in this mask is looking at her faintly.

Smile lowly.

"Heh, then you said that you like that hypocrite, it's also false." Since she deliberately left a code about the map, it shows that she has no love for the hypocrite in the cold night.

Bright red fingers tapped on his snow-soft skin, little by little.

It is like the most brilliant Manzhu Sawa blooming in the vast sea of snow.

Enchanting red, flawless white.

"Well, it was a lie." Qingluan walked to the table, sat down without fear, looked at him face to face, and showed a shallow smile.

The red fingers were stunned, and the arc of the demonic red lips was full of danger and coldness.

"Woman, you are really bold." The cold voice of the demon is like the deep snow of a winter night, freezing people invisibly, "You can know what kind of fate you will have if you anger this seat." ”

"A thousand cuts?" Qingluan asked curiously, lifted the kettle and poured two cups of tea, one of which was pushed in front of the fox-faced man.

“...”

The fox-faced man lowered his head slightly, subconsciously looked at the teacup pushed over by Qingluan, and was silent for a while.

Qingluan picked up the teacup and drank a few sips of water, holding his cheeks, and had already changed the topic, "Who won the battle between you and the real person of the cold night?" ”

"Oh? Do you want to know? ”

The long hair of Rumo fell to the floor, as if sprinkled with a prosperous satin. The slender and white fingers lightly touched the teacup, even if he was covered by the fox face and couldn't see his face, Qingluan could guess that he must be frowning.

"Yes, I want to know if it's me who is really good at the cold night, or if you are the big brother with a fox face."

Qingluan looked curious and innocent, and wanted to know.

"Oh?" He hooked his lips and looked at Qingluan with a smile.

Qingluan, who had been waiting for a while, was a little stunned,??? Why don't you say it? Just oh a little? It's gone?!! Qingluan was angry, holding back the thought of wanting to open his eyes, with disdain on his face, "You don't speak?" I see, it must have been the real person who won in the cold night. ”

"Hmph, the person who can win the cold night real person in this world has not yet been born!"

Qingluan snorted and continued to act.

The man glanced at Qingluan slightly, his fingers swept the teacup, the bewitching red and the pure white, lining the teacup dull for no reason.

"Woman, the agitation method is useless to this seat." The fox-faced man glanced at Qingluan lightly, and smiled at the corner of his lips.

Evil and playful.

… This person is so hard to deceive?!

Seeing that Qingluan's eyes seemed to be a little annoyed, the man looked at her thoughtfully, as if he had encountered some novel toy, and his red lips were demonic, but he spit out enchanting words: "You don't have to test this seat again." ”

"With the power of his current status, if he wants to defeat this seat, it is just a fool's dream."

The tea is light and messy, and the light waves are slightly rising.

"What is your status now?" Qingluan keenly noticed the obscurity in his words, and frowned slightly, "What do you mean?" ”

The power of identity now?

His identity? A real person in the god period? Elder Immortal Sect Master's junior brother? Or what?

"Woman, don't be too curious."

The surface of the teacup was abruptly dyed the color of jade porcelain, and he glanced at Qingluan with a smile, and sipped the tea lightly.

Demon red lips, slightly dipped with water.

Like a bright and blooming flame flower, stained with early morning rain and dew.

"Then you might as well not say it just now, it's half an appetite!" Qingluan raised her eyebrows, very unhappy.

"Oh? Woman, are you angry right now? ”

The fox-faced man lowered his head and looked at Qingluan with some amusement.

It's like I've found something interesting.

Qingluan saw him with that expression, and suddenly showed a very bright and bright smile towards him, hehe! "No, then can I ask you what you're doing with Cold Night? Do you have a grudge? ”

"Hmm, you want to know?"

The enchanting voice has a slightly playful flirtatiousness, as if it is teasing a small pet.

The original ordinary teacup passed through his hand, and somehow it turned into a precious porcelain cup.

This man's mouth is really strong! Qingluan frowned, although she was unhappy that she couldn't get anything, she also knew that she was just an ordinary foundation building stage disciple, and she had little to do with him, how could this person tell her the reason for the matter?

Qingluan held her cheeks and glanced at him angrily. "If I wanted to know, would you tell me?"

This man has such a strange temper... She's crossed so much that she's... I didn't feel a trace of killing intent from him at all.

"No, it won't."

He seemed to be smiling, and the corners of his lips were curled.

Qingluan knew that he wouldn't speak, so he pursed his lips. Shaking the teacup in front of him, his fingers swiped the table boringly, "Oh, then why are you still staying here?" Glancing at him, Qingluan continued: "I don't believe that the Changxian Sect will not send someone to search you!" ”

"So what are you going to do? Hand over this seat? ”

The dark red robe is slightly falling, and the neckline is slightly open under the overlapping dark patterns, and the delicate and deep collarbone is faintly visible. He seemed to be very relaxed, and he actually made a joke at this time.