In a daze, a shadow flashed in, and the stone door slammed shut. Su Mei'er stood up lazily and weakly, trying to identify the person.

The handsome young man who used to smile at her, wearing a black hat and a black robe, looked at her fixedly, and with just one glance, his eyes quickly burned. She caught a glimpse of him silently swallowing his saliva, and immediately laughed secretly, slightly hooking his lips coquettishly.

She maintained this laziness as if she had just woken up from a big dream, and delicately stretched out a hand that was as white as jade as snow and stood up. The black eagle couldn't help but graciously stepped forward to take her by the hand, led her to the bed, and moved her to the wooden table to sit down. She stroked her forehead and elbows softly and bonelessly, and she was weak and lovely.

"Princess Lingxiang, are you faint from hunger? Eat it! I'll come to bring you food every day at this hour. The black eagle is estimated to be about the same age as Su Mei'er, no more than eighteen years older, with a handsome and thin face smiling and grinning, raising eyebrows and making immature teasing.

"What time is it?" Su Mei'er turned a blind eye, all her senses of sight, taste, and smell were focused on the bamboo basket on the table. The beautiful eyes looked at it, and I couldn't wait to start it myself.

"The hour of breakfast." The black eagle responded patiently, staring at her wolfing in amazement.

The black eagle has never seen such a stunning woman. When he saw her two days ago, she was drenched in heavy rain and covered her face with green silk, only knowing that she didn't look bad, and she habitually showed a cruel smile that belonged to the bandits, but it belonged to the heartless.

And today, as soon as I entered the cave, I was shocked by her beauty. Such a stunning color, it is not the Nine Heavens Xuannu descending to earth! Rao is a beautiful Tang Wan who is recognized by the brothers in the village, and she has to be compared to her.

On weekdays, Su Meier may poke out these squinting eyes. But now, she doesn't care about 3721, she must first sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple.

There are no particles left, and they have been swallowed in a blink of an eye. Only then did she find out that her meal was only a bowl of rice, a plate of vegetables and a bowl of egg soup, but she was too hungry to care, and even felt that this should be the most fragrant meal she had eaten in her nearly eighteen years of life. Although it was only enough to eat eight minutes full, his spirit had recovered a lot.

He took the bowl she handed back, and felt that she was not only as beautiful as a fairy, but also very honest. Isn't that gobbling up eating way of eating their bandits? Absolutely kind and absolutely lovely!

His hand to take the bowl slid gently over the back of her silky hand. That kind of young man with strong blood, if he eats a painless tofu slyly, he can make him happy for a long time.

Su Meier pressed the goosebumps all over her body, pinched his hand with the anti-guest master, and pulled her forward slightly, her rippling eyes glanced at it gently, and instantly hooked his sight. The black eagle's eyes instantly became straight, not instantaneous.

Her lips turned up, and she smiled softly. It seems that this is a guy with no will! Just tick it and you're done in seconds. Compared to the Nighthawk, it is much simpler and less labor-saving.

"Tell me, how do you open the stone door?" She lightly opened her lips and exhaled like an orchid, and her voice was more beautiful than that of a hundred spirits in the forest.

"With palm prints." His voice was like a dream.

"Whose palm prints?"

"Only the palm prints of the three masters of Nighthawk Village can open this stone door. Nighthawks, vultures, and me. ”