"You just have to do your own thing, master's business, you don't have to worry about it-" The man stood up, his dark cloak darkening against the snow.

The black mist wrapped around his body was also a little heavier.

Huang Qingwan immediately stood up, she had received too little useful information today, and Zidang would not let him leave like this.

"My lord, are you leaving?" Huang raised his head lightly and glanced at the full moon in the sky, the moon had not yet risen to the middle of the sky, and the moonlight in winter looked extremely cold.

"I just think that your mansion, tonight, seems to be too quiet, where have all the people in King Che's mansion gone?" The man looked around, and from the moment he came, he felt strange, and he didn't notice it for a while, but now he realized that such a Che Wangfu was really quiet and weird.

"Didn't the new moon think that the adults actually cared about the new moon so much?" The corners of Huang's lips were slightly raised, as if he was two steps closer, staring at him with burning eyes, "I'm tired of those ghouls, I want to be quiet and quiet-"

"You killed them all?"

"They were all dead people."

When Huang lightly said that, she only felt that the breath on the man in front of her was even colder, and the corners of her lips under the black cloak seemed to be slightly raised, and she didn't really see it.

"Perhaps, it's me who is too careful—" After another moment, the man said again.

Huang's eyes darkened, and sure enough, did he still notice something?

"The new moon has been with the adults for so long, my lord, are you suspicious of the new moon or something?" Huang lightly pulled the strands of hair that was blown by the snow breeze casually, and asked very seriously.

It's just such a casual action, and the man sees it in his heart again, wondering, why does he have such a strange feeling for the new moon?

When she raised her eyes, she felt that the person seemed to be looking at her, and the corners of her lips immediately rose to a range of forty-five degrees, and she asked in a shallow voice, "My lord, is the gap between the new moon and Ji Bangyue no longer as far away as the bright moon and the gravel?" ”

The man stared at her, and his rare initiative was like Huang Qingwan a few steps closer, Ji Biqin's height was just up to his shoulder, Huang Qingwan stared at him who suddenly came over, such a distance, the tip of her nose, was about to touch him.

Huang Qingwan subconsciously took a step back, but was pulled into his arms by the man-

The snow wind blew his black cloak flying, and his cold body without half a minute of temperature imprisoned her like this-

Although it is Ji Biqin's body, it has now been completely controlled by the Yuan Shen clone of Huang Qing.

This person's sudden action made Huang Qingwan confused for a while.

She looked up in his arms, and from her vantage point, she could see his delicate lips, his sharpened chin, and the high bridge of his nose-

But I can't see his whole face clearly-

Huang Qingwan didn't move, let him hold it, anyway, this body is not hers, Ji Biqin's body, he likes it as much as he wants, she is just under control.

"Crescent, if you can, fight with me to the end—" His hand, wrapped around her green hair, pressed her head against his chest, even though there was no sound of heartbeat in that place.

Huang lightly raised his eyes slightly, he couldn't see his eyes clearly, such half of his face seemed similar, and, very unfamiliar-