"The system prompts that Bo Zijin is a road idiot, should he be lost?"

Lu Xingyun muttered to himself.

It's hard to imagine that as a domineering president who has received all kinds of elite education since childhood, he doesn't even know the road.

It's almost 23 o'clock!

What's the matter, it's also a life-and-death comrade-in-arms who has been bombed together, be merciful, and find someone.

Lu Xingyun searched along the road, and saw that the service area in front of him was a little lively.

"If he gets lost, he should have learned this by asking the staff in the service area for help."

Lu Xingyun concluded that Bo Zijin was most likely in the service area.

I trotted all the way over, and as soon as I entered the gate, I was selected by a delicate finger.

The Chosen One.

The clowns' eyes suddenly focused on Lu Xingyun.

Lu Xingyun's extremely beautiful eyes widened slightly, and then he realized something, and his sword eyebrows were raised slightly.

Many clowns took the initiative to give way to a passage and "welcome" each other.

Lu Xingyun walked slowly without hurrying.

All the clowns' eyes follow him.

It's like being a star on the red carpet in Cannes.

Everywhere you go, you're in the spotlight, and that's not a good feeling.

Lu Xingyun came to Yuan Qingli and glimpsed the exhaustion and pain in the other party's eyes.

Suddenly there was two points of alarm - she seemed to need help.

"Huh?"

"I need you to blindfold me and throw me with a flying sword." Yuan Qingli pointed to the clown on the wall who was killed by a flying sword.

"What do you think I'm good at?"

Lu Xingyun's face was full of surprise, "It's just that you're sure you want to become like this?" So yourself! ”

"Get out."

Yuan Qingli exhaled weakly.

With his eyes closed, the flesh on his face twisted together, and beads of sweat kept rolling down.

Her stomach was aching more and more, as if someone had twisted and twisted her intestines as maltose.

Lu Xingyun grabbed Yuan Qingli and lost his unscrupulous appearance.

The corners of the lips outline a polite and noble arc.

"It's my duty to help this beautiful lady."

The faint fragrance of roses came, and Yuan Qingli's sluggish spirit was a little invigorated.

"Why do you smell of roses?"

"I looked pretty and picked one up."

"Yes? Give it to me. Yuan Qingli's eyes were full of excitement and anticipation.

So, everyone watched.

Lu Xingyun took out a crumpled flower from the pocket on the inside of his chest.

trembling and leisurely, inserted in the leather band of Yuanqingli's high updo.

The beauty is languishing, and the flowers are wrinkled.

Good match.

In just a few seconds, Yuan Qingli felt a burst of coolness in her mind.

Even the maltose in the stomach returned to calm, and there were no more waves.

The rose on her head seems to be in a lot of energy.

"Your flying sword is accurate, I know it from the runway. I believe you. ”

Yuan Qingli's face was full of honesty and certainty in his eyes.

That's an absolute trust.

"It's still difficult to throw all the flying swords on you, throw them all aside, it's a piece of cake."

Lu Xingyun smiled.

His timbre is slightly muted, with a bit of nasal laziness.

The tails of the eyes are a little crimson, and when they laugh, they are particularly soothing and seductive.

Blindfolded, stand by the wall.

Yuan Qingli took a deep breath and held back.

It's impossible to say that you're not nervous, it's just a three-sided relationship.

What's more, this kind of life and death depends on whether God gives face.

Sincere.

Just as Yuan Qingli was thinking, the sound in her right ear attracted her attention.

The power of this sword roar is definitely not small.

Lu Xingyun really dared to make a move.

Sincere.

This time it was the left ear, and I could vaguely feel a slight wind blowing at the base of the ear.

Tuk tuk.

Lu Xingyun's hand was very steady.

Even if the fire of thousands of zhang karma burns in front of you, there will be no change.

Eleven flying swords, eleven seconds.

Sticking to Yuan Qingli's graceful figure, it is perfectly reproduced.

Bang bang bang.

The hall burst into applause.

Yuan Qingli tore off the eyecloth and saw a shallow smile overflowing from Lu Xingyun's lips.

She thought of what Lu Xingyun had not finished outside the Zoo today.

Also reacted.

Why did he save himself at that time.

"Can you start the third level?" Yuan Qingli turned unhurriedly to the green clown.

"......"

The green clown just wanted to speak, but stopped abruptly.

Two seconds later, the clown's loud voice echoed through the hall again.

"Sorry ma'am, since you didn't choose our staff, the Clown King thinks it's going to be more difficult."

"You have to shoot him with a flying sword in this level, and you can only pass the challenge if you succeed."

As soon as the words fell, the first one to change color was Lu Xingyun.

He looked at Yuan Qingli, and the other party's face was not much better.