Hearing this, the man stopped laughing, glared at Mo An angrily, and snorted coldly: "You group of waste, you are not worthy of doing anything with me!"

After that, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, his smile reappeared, and when he turned around, he disappeared without a trace.

Mo Anxin was startled, so he wanted to go forward to chase him, but was stopped by Bai Muqi, he said: "Don't chase, it's just a clone, it's useless if you chase it." ”

"This ......" Mo An hesitated, but finally stopped, Bai Muqi's ability he knew, and he naturally believed what he said, but he couldn't help but hate the person behind the scenes a little more in his heart, and the whole person also became sluggish from the previous fighting spirit.

At this time, Jiang Yu was in a teahouse, holding a cup of tea, staring at the few people who appeared in the tea, raising his eyebrows and chuckling, this Bai Muqi really impressed him, and he could see at a glance that it was his doppelganger technique.

originally planned to summon the Qilin Gu today and destroy Bai Muqi, as long as Bai Muqi died, no one would be able to save Ji Nuan, but now that he had temporarily changed his mind, Bai Muqi might be of great use if he kept it.

As for Ji Nuan and Song Wangchen, judging from today, it is a foregone conclusion that they will turn against each other, and he naturally has no scruples.

With a "bang", the teacup in his hand was crushed by him, the tea splashed in all directions, and blood fell to the ground like raindrops, but he was smiling.

It won't be long before the resentment he and Ling Cheng have accumulated for thousands of years will come to an end, and everyone here will have to die!

......

At that time, Ji Nuan had already opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that Song Wangchen was looking at him with affection, his thin lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

"Forget the dust, I'm fine!" pink lips raised lightly, and a light smile reappeared.

Ji Nuan slept and dreamed that she and Song Wangchen had gone from acquaintance to acquaintance and love, there were beauty, misery, and misunderstandings, but they still came to this day step by step.

They are originally people from two worlds, Song Wangchen can be Ling Cheng, but she is from the future, and she will definitely not be a night spirit.

Bai Muqi was right, everything was her inner demon, it wasn't real, and it wouldn't be imminent, because Twilight Han had already died, and Ling Cheng and Night Spirit were also dead.

And the person in front of her, he is Song Wangchen, the person who has saved her from fire and water many times, the person who has married her in the church, the person who never leaves her when she sees her become a fox demon, and the person who would rather lose the world for her, what reason does she have to doubt his sincerity, and what qualifications does she have to resent him now because of his mistakes in his previous life?

Song Wangchen still didn't say anything, his hazy eyes stared at her directly, he wasn't sure if all this was a dream or an illusion, so he didn't dare to move, he couldn't move.

Ji Nuan stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, and said again: "I'm sorry! Today I was a little out of control and said a lot of hurtful things to you, I apologize to you, can you not be angry?"

Seeing that Song Wangchen was still unmoved, she felt that he must be angry, she hurriedly propped up the bed and got up, but she fell back to the bed with great weakness.

There was a faint pain in her chest, so painful that she couldn't hold back an "ah", her eyebrows frowned slightly, and tears began to dye in her eyes again.

Song Wangchen woke up like a dream, and asked her with concern where she was uncomfortable and what she wanted to eat, but she didn't ask her what she saw just now, why did she speak ill of him?

He wanted to know who the man she loved and hated was, but he couldn't bear to ask, he couldn't bear to poke at her scars, and he was even more afraid to hear that there was someone else in her heart.

Ji Nuan took his hand, stroked his chest, and pouted, "It hurts here, it hurts, it hurts, because you were angry just now and ignored me, so it hurts!"

"I'll go find Bai Muqi to show you!" Song Wangchen was puzzled, so he wanted to get up and go to find Bai Muqi.

Ji Nuan smiled "poof", held his hand and asked again: "Xianggong, my chest hurts, are you willing to let Senior Bai come to see it?"

With a sound, Song Wangchen's heart beat like thunder, Ji Nuan had never called him like this, and when he saw her charming eyes like silk and the pear socket was shallow, he became more and more suspicious that this was his hallucination.

Mu Ne's reaction made Ji Nuanjiao laugh again and again, in the past, she always felt that the word Xianggong was too pinched, and goosebumps would fall to the ground.

But for some reason today, she just wanted to call him that, maybe because the Night Spirit had called him that way.

The night spirit is a very smart and cute, especially willful, and coquettish woman.

But she is not, since she was a child, she is independent, stubborn, and very sensible, but she is not cute at all, let alone coquettish.

She was a little afraid, afraid that the woman who looked exactly like her would compare her to her.

But Song Wangchen was not like Ling Cheng, this stunned appearance was inexplicably a little cute, she grabbed his hand, and suddenly pushed forward with force.

Song Wangchen never thought that she would behave like this, and after shaking her body, she leaned over the bed and stared at her blankly.

The jade hand slowly slid up his neck, Ji Nuan hugged him and got up, and whispered in his ear: "Xianggong is this angry?"

Rulan's breath lingered in his ears, Song Wangchen's face was flushed, and the word Xianggong made his whole person feel numb, and his heart went up and down, he didn't know how he felt now, and he didn't know how to respond to her?

Seeing that he was indifferent, Ji Nuan felt that he was not gentle enough and not cute enough, so he simply bit his earlobe and kissed his side face gently.

The soft lips were imprinted on the cold skin, Song Wangchen looked at Ji Nuan sideways, and before he could speak, he saw her hooking her lips and chuckling, a pair of small hands pinched his cheeks unscrupulously, and pinched him out of a smiling face, so he nodded with satisfaction and gave him his fragrant kiss.

Drops of hot and wet tears slid down his cheeks, and she closed her eyes, constantly biting on his lips, and nimbling in his mouth.

Song Wangchen was stunned for a moment, then pushed her away, tried his best to restrain his desire to take her for himself, and said, "Your chest hurts, ...... here"

Before the three words of Mofu were spoken, Ji Nuan posted it again, and the flexible little tongue was like a fish that was about to be stranded, desperately swimming into his mouth, swimming into his heart, swimming and swimming the tip of his tongue, the kiss intertwined with sweetness and blood ignited all his desires.

Between the lingering lips and tongues, the breathing of the two became more and more rapid, and Song Wangchen reluctantly left her lips.

"It's not right here!" he put his arm around her shoulders, picked her up, and strode towards the secret room.

Song Wangchen was very sensible, and after entering the secret room, he laid an enchantment outside the secret room, and this lingering matter naturally did not allow others to disturb him.

And Ji Nuan had already lost her mind, and she kept caressing his earlobe, kissing his face, and tugging at his heartstrings all the way he was being held.

As soon as her soft body touched the cold stone bed, she bounced up and hung on his neck, her red cheeks lingered, and her small mouth kept calling him Xianggong.

A soft voice of Xianggong aroused his happy eyebrows, aroused his heart, the whole person was like being soaked in a hot spring, the warm and comfortable feeling made him fascinated and crazy, but he did not move, but stared at her, listening to the most beautiful music in the world.

Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Ji Nuan turned over and pressed him under him, leaned over and kissed his lips, urgently ripped off his belt, and ripped off his clothes one by one, revealing his white and strong chest, and his slender jade fingers roamed back and forth on his body, drawing one beautiful note after another.

Song Wangchen grabbed her bad little hand and murmured, "Lady, I admire you!"

When he was kissed until his lips were a little red and swollen and painful, Ji Nuan gently pushed him away and said coquettishly: "Bad guy, Song Wangchen is a big bad guy!"

Song Wangchen frowned at first, and then murmured: "It's called Xianggong, I love to listen!"

Ji Nuan lowered his eyes and fled from his sight that wanted to see her through, and deliberately said "Don't scream!" but couldn't help but draw the word Xianggong on his chest, which was engraved on the tip of his heart.

The warm current in her heart couldn't be dissipated for a long time, after Song Wangchen imprinted a kiss on her forehead, he hugged her tighter, and the smile bloomed on her cheeks, like a snow lotus blooming alone in the cold wind in an iceberg.

"Xianggong, I will definitely be able to carry it tomorrow, let's not give up, okay?" There was a hint of pleading in her soft tone, everything that happened today made her a little scared, but she still didn't want to give up.