Withered Snow was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked back, but there was nothing.

The negative withered snow knew that she had been tricked, her face was even more gloomy, and she turned around and wanted to scold, who knew that Zhi Jiyan had already approached her silently, as soon as she turned around, the two were very close to each other, and Zhi Jiyan was also stunned, but then, the corners of her mouth slowly curved.

Hitomi looked at the two who seemed to be kissing expressionlessly, and felt as if she had seen something that she shouldn't see?

Withered Xue quickly came back to her senses, and the sword in her hand turned backhanded, and she saw Zhi Jiyan's heart stabbed.

However, Zhi Jiyan quickly dodged with his first-class light skills, and then patted his chest in fright with one hand, his expression was pitiful, and he seemed to complain: "Ah Yu, look at your protector~"

When she was stupid? withered Xue didn't look behind her, flashed in front of Zhi Jiyan, grabbed Zhi Jiyan's collar with one hand, pulled Zhi Jiyan in her direction violently, and looked at him viciously: "Really looking for death?" If it weren't for Chenyu's sake, she would have stabbed Zhi Jiyan to death with a knife.

As if she understood her eyes, Zhi Jiyan shrugged her shoulders indifferently.

Unexpectedly, behind him, there was a soft cough, accompanied by exclusive indifference.

Withered Snow was stunned for a moment, and before she could turn around, she heard the indifferent voice unique to the pupil floating from behind her: "See the Lord." ”

Zhi Jiyan smiled happily: "Ah, drag~"

Hitomi, who was half-kneeling on the ground, rolled her eyes secretly, she knew where she had learned Withered Snow's stiff smile at this moment.

Chenyu leaned on the door frame, his emotionless golden eyes staring at Zhi Jiyan, but his mouth said to Wei Xue: "Kill him." ”

The corners of the withered snow's lips curved, and she was recognized by the Lord, and the sword in her hand was also stabbed down.

But the moment she stabbed it, the Zhijiyan in the hand of the withered snow turned into her pale blue handkerchief, and Zhijiyan stood beside the withered snow with a smile on her face and looked at Chenyao, like a little daughter-in-law: "Isn't it just calling you Ayu, why are you so fierce." ”

Chenyu proudly raised his chin and looked at Zhi Jiyan, and a clear-eyed person knew at a glance that it meant: I have always been so fierce.

Chenyu looked down at the kneeling pupils, and his voice was always cold: "Get up." ”

The withered snow no longer cares about Zhijiyan, and stands behind Chenshu with the drinking pupil. Both of them are good-looking beauties, and standing behind the best-looking morning shuffle together, there is an indescribable eye-catching.

Zhi Jiyan, who seemed to be independent, saw this situation and complained: "Isn't it because a batch of refined swords was robbed?

Chen's pale lips pursed slightly, his face was indifferent, he snorted softly, and turned to leave.

Between walks, with his elegance and indifference.

The pupil also went away, no longer glancing at Zhijiyan.

And Wei Xue stood in place, a pair of beautiful eyes rolled her eyes at Zhi Jiyan, "The Lord is here because of the special nature of this 'sword'. I and I'm the protectors of the Dharma, so we naturally follow. And you-" Withered Xue approached Zhijiyan with two light steps, and her slender fingers tapped twice forcefully on Zhijiyan's chest, "It's from you, you want to come." ”

Zhi Jiyan's eyes narrowed, ignoring the words of withered snow, she suddenly approached, her thin lips pursed slightly, bent into a line, and grabbed her calloused hand with one hand, "You are ...... Seducing me?"

Withered Xue was stunned for a moment, and then mercilessly withdrew his hand from his hand, glaring at him angrily, and the cold air overflowed.

Zhi Jiyan smiled lightly, met her angry eyes, and said, "This hand is not like a woman's hand, so rough?"

Wei Xue coldly counterattacked: "Your hands are not as delicate as men's hands!"

Zhi Jiyan sighed, then leaned in again and smiled: "It feels good, do you want to try again?"

Withered Snow took a step back, feeling that it would be an idiot to stay and talk to him, so she snorted coldly, didn't look at him, and turned away.

And the long eyes of Zhijiyan, who were left behind, narrowed and thought in his heart-

As far as he knew, these swords were made according to ordinary standards.