In a tense atmosphere, an untimely "squeak" suddenly sounded.

Everyone was interrupted, and they all looked back, only to see that the door of the bedroom of the "Lone Wolf Sword Immortal" was actually opened from the inside out.

In the next moment, a slender and thin palm opened the door, and a woman dressed in a navy blue inlaid gold pattern of a Handyong aristocratic woman's bed dress was holding on to a door, and half of her figure leaked out shallowly.

Her long hair is like a waterfall, and her thick and graceful drape is scattered behind her back.

A pair of bright and brilliant fox eyes, the bottom of the eyes between the two pupils is slightly leaking, and the fragrance is infinite. Her brow bones, nose bones and mandible bones are delicate and beautiful.

- What a beautiful and angular beauty out of the dust!

In particular, she seems to be unable to help the sick, her health is not very good, her lips are pale and chapped, and there is almost no blood, but there is a faint wisp of vermilion blood in the veins on her cracked lips. Coupled with the half-concealed and half-hidden face among the scattered black hair, looming, the jade bones are clear, and the face is peerless

This kind of white and slightly flawed visual impact adds an inexplicable, broken and worrisome beauty to her originally aggressive beauty.

Everyone in the corridor was speechless.

Only the sound of the wind whipped past my ears.

But the difference is that Misa was stunned by the appearance of the woman in front of her, and was speechless for a while. And the sword slaves under the corridor were all stunned and looked at each other.

They had seen the lord carry the woman into his bedchamber with their own eyes. It doesn't look like this!

That's clearly a girl with a vicious face, a green fetus, and an extremely ugly girl! In addition to being similar to the person in front of him, his appearance is very different.

If it weren't for the fact that they were so sure that they had never left this place for half a step, they would almost have thought that the people inside had been dropped by someone.

Only the deputy leader of the sword slaves, Talgan, was not confused by the woman's appearance.

His gaze slipped inch by inch from the woman's face, and he looked at the woman thoroughly from head to toe with a quiet but extremely serious expression, and finally fixed his gaze on the faintly blood-colored white cotton bandage wrapped around her feet.

Finally, his tense heart breathed a sigh of relief, and he could be sure that it was indeed the same person.

At first glance, the girl's appearance was the same as before, but if you think about it carefully, except for the distorted blue-black birthmark that made the contours of the skin on her face slightly convex and deformed, her facial bone appearance did not seem to have changed much from before.

It's just that most people in the world love to be beautiful, so the extraordinarily dazzling large raised blue and black birthmark on her face before will indeed make people preconceived, and subconsciously take their attention away from her face at the first time.

- But if you look at it for the first time, you don't even want to look at it a second time.

Targan groaned in his heart: In this way, could it be that the birthmark before was actually her disguise?

How can there be such an ingenious and realistic disguise technique in the world? But he was lonely before.

However, even the beauty of Yuwenjia, the first beauty of their Arro Grassland, should indeed be concealed a little.

Otherwise, with the lowness of this woman's martial arts realm and the lack of foreign kung fu, I am afraid that sooner or later she will be taken away by lustful magnates or strongmen.

When Targan thought of this, his heart moved slightly.

The reason why the lord left this female thief who was bold enough to go to their Yuwen Department to deceive was also confused by her alluring appearance?

His brow furrowed.

It shouldn't be.

Although the lord has a group of wives and concubines, he has always regarded women as clothes, and his eyes are especially tolerant of sand.

A woman like this with unknown origins and doubtful motives, no matter how beautiful she is, she should never be able to shake the martial arts heart of the lord.

Princess Jiuwei, who was born in the imperial court of Handyong Tuoba and has a prominent and noble status, was also famous for her beauty in Guangling City when she was about to get married in the past, but isn't the lord also Lang's heart like iron and heart like a rock?

Xie Zhao held on to the door with his palm, using his strength to support his body with swelling and pain in his meridians and weak hands and feet.

She endured the slightest pain caused by the "cow hair needle" torture wound on her foot when her feet hit the ground, and then stared at the few people outside the door who were stunned and silent, but each of them opened their eyes and stared at her for a moment.

The next moment, she suddenly smiled, and her smile was as gorgeous as a pear blossom blooming on a thousand trees.

smiled sincerely, Tong Su was not deceived.

If Han Changsheng was present at this time, he would definitely have to sigh: What a slippery, treacherous, tricky, and deceptive big fool.

"Yo!"

Oh my God!

This broken gong seemed to open her voice, and Xie Zhao herself was startled by surprise, why was her voice so dumb?

She hurriedly cleared her throat to hide her embarrassment, and suppressed the bloody breath that was about to rise in her throat from time to time, but fortunately, when she spoke again, her voice was not too ugly:

"Guys, what's going on? Don't quarrel. ”

Targan's face was not very good-looking.

What's the matter with her?

When he saw the trance-like appearance of the sword slaves around him again, when he was about to frown his brows so much that he could almost kill the fireflies, and then spoke, his tone was naturally not too kind.

He first glanced coldly at the sword slaves present, and they were so shocked that they woke up, and they all hung their heads in a panic and didn't dare to look at the woman in front of them anymore.

Then, he turned his head to look at Xie Zhao and said indifferently:

"Who gave you permission to come out? Close the door and go back. ”

It's just a lowly person who is clever and lustful, arrogant and murderous, and begging for his life under the hands of the lord.

If it weren't for the lord's mercy, I'm afraid that at this moment, she would have been wrapped in a straw mat and thrown to the mass grave to feed the dogs.

She doesn't know how to tie the knots, she keeps to herself, and she dares to go out so grandly and self-assertively in front of conspicuous people, who gave her the courage?

Xie Zhao held the door with one hand and touched his heart with the other.

She coughed pretendedly, her face full of rules and honesty.

Although it's okay. These two words can't go with her.

Xie Zhao looked apologetic, "Brother Guard, I'm really sorry." I have no intention of interrupting you in the next year, but the tea in the room seems to have been drunk by Shizi, and I am really thirsty. ”

Everyone's eyes subconsciously fell on her dry and chapped pale lips, which should not be said, but the credibility of this is extremely high.

Targan frowned again.

As the deputy leader of the sword slaves beside Yu Wenxin, he naturally knew that this woman had been tortured in the dungeon of the outer courtyard before, and it was reasonable for her to feel thirsty after losing blood.

So he turned his head and explained to one of the sword slaves succinctly:

"Go get her a pot of tea."

Misa finally came back to his senses at this time.

She looked at Xie Zhao with wide eyes, and suddenly burst out of her teeth for a long time:

"You fox, you are so bold! What kind of despicable thing are you, you dare to disobey the rules and transgress your sexuality, and wear navy blue clothes! Do you deserve it too?

- and see that I don't peel you 'fox skin'! ”