Xiao Banxian looked at the bronze mirror, was very satisfied with the bun, stood up and said, "Such an interesting person, I can't let him wait for a long time." ”

When he went out, he met Mo Liunian, and Mo Liunian was obviously relieved to see the bun on his head.

Xiao Banxian said: "Why did you wake up so early?"

Mo Liunian said: "I was worried that you wouldn't be able to comb your hair well. ”

Xiao Banxian smiled: "This bun was combed by Xiyan for me, not bad." ”

When Xiao Banxian said this, Jiang Xiyan's heart was raised, and she pretended not to care and said, "Xiao Mo, this guy can actually support people." ”

Mo Liunian smiled: "No, I have been called by him as a servant for the past three years." ”

Xiao Banxian didn't argue, and said to Mo Liunian: "You go back to the room first, it's not appropriate for you to go there." ”

Mo Liunian nodded, but there was worry in his eyes.

Wuzhi said: "Little Sister Mo, don't worry, we will all protect my brother." ”

Mo Liunian said: "Okay, wait for you to come back." ”

Since Xiao Banxian had already said that he would solve it himself, Chu Xiaoran did not come forward, in the flower hall, Han Xi was drinking tea, and Xu Qianli and Yang Qian were sitting below him.

Just as the men in the Beast Gate are all powerful men, most of the people in the Bird Gate are men with handsome faces.

Although the little half-immortal felt that his appearance was unparalleled in the world, he still felt that this Han Xisheng was really good, this name was really worthy of his appearance, and the white clothes were as clear and clean as a stream.

That feeling is somewhat similar to the innocent, but under closer inspection, it is not like it, the innocent is like an uncarved jade, and it is natural.

And this Hanxi is like a piece of beautiful jade, but it still maintains its original true color after being carefully carved.

Han Xi's eyes contained many stories, they were eyes filled with experience, and Xiao Banxian was wondering what such a young man had experienced.

The little half-immortal had a good impression of Han Xi at first sight, and when Han Xi saw the little half-immortal, he immediately stood up and smiled and arched his hand: "Han Xi has heard the name of the half-immortal brother for a long time, and when I see it today, the name is well deserved." After speaking, he bowed his hand to Jiang Xiyan: "Master Jiang, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Xiao Banxian knew that his reputation in Xuanmen had never been very good, and he was probably the image of a swinger, but when these words came out of Han Xi's mouth, he felt extremely sincere, and it didn't make people feel uncomfortable at all.

Xiao Banxian said with a smile: "The master of the Han Sect is really as good as his name. ”

Jiang Xiyan also smiled at Han Xi, "The last time I saw you, you weren't as calm as you are now." ”

The corners of Han Xi's mouth hooked, "The most unstable scene in the usual place was seen by the door master, it's really embarrassing." ”

Xiao Banxian glanced at Jiang Xiyan, and then at Han Xi, could it be that these two people have any secrets that can't be said?

The little half-immortal walked to the main seat and sat down, Jiang Xiyan, the half-immortal Yao and Wujian also sat down in the main order, and the little half-immortal said straight to the point: "What is the matter with the master of the Han Sect this time?"

It was obvious that he was asking Han Xi, but his eyes were swirling on Xu Qianli and Yang Qian.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qianli was not angry this time, although his old face was flushed, he still didn't say a word, and he really respected this new master.

Han Xi said: "The day before yesterday, there was a sudden change in the half-immortal brother's mansion, and there were rumors outside, Han came to visit, just to confirm the reason for the matter. ”

Han Xi spoke quite straightforwardly, and the little half-immortal said: "Yes, the alchemy furnace in the mansion suddenly exploded the day before yesterday, and the movement was not small. ”

Everyone didn't expect that Xiao Banxian would talk about this kind of ghost and wouldn't believe it, everyone's expressions were very subtle for a while, and it was really colorful on the seven emotions.

And he cut his hair short, and combed it in a bun, and cut a hairpin with a branch, and put it in his bun. But when he was dressed like this, although his clothes were ragged, and he was too short and narrow, as if he had stolen it, his face was radiant, and the ugly monster turned into a handsome young man.

Her skin is so fine and white, and her cloud-like soft sideburns are darker and brighter than her mother's. The temples covered half of her ears like cicada wings, combed back, and pulled a big horizontal love bun, like a big bat covering the back half of her head.

The thin black hair was combed into a bun, and when she was young, she must have had a beautiful round face, but now she is fat and looks pustus, all thanks to the "little red" red hairpin on the back of her head, the jade earrings the size of mung beans in her ears, and the two gold teeth in her mouth, which supported her on all sides and landed.

Jin Taipan wore a tight-fitting cheongsam with black gauze and gold silk, a big man's bun combed black and smooth towering above his head, earrings, necklaces, bracelets, and hair pins were all over her body in gold, and her face was already full of wine, and even the lid of her eyelids was red.

The little dragon girl lights two candles on the table. Yang Guo saw that the hall was also empty and there were no furnishings, only a painting was hung on the east and west walls. In the west mural are two girls. One was twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressing in front of the mirror, and the other was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old maid, holding a basin in her hand, waiting beside her. In the mirror of the painting, the elderly girl's appearance is extremely beautiful, with beautiful eyebrows and sideburns, but there is a faint murderous aura in the corners of her eyes.

Follow Xiuzhu all the way to Yufen's hair combing room. First let go of the hot and cold water pipes on the basin stand for her, and then let her wash her face first. Turning around, Xiuzhu looked at the dressing mirror, applied a layer of powder, found a small comb, and combed her hair. They all stopped, stood between the two dressing mirrors, looked from head to toe, and then looked at the back of the compound in the mirror. Chen Wei said: "Okay, okay, let's go." So he took Xiuzhu's hand and came all the way to the big living room.

The leader is two peerless beauties, one is a pale men's beauty, the other is a stunning woman in a strong suit, her hair is combed oily and smooth, she pulls her hair in a bun, and obliquely inserts a golden phoenix step and shakes a hairpin, her eyebrows are tightly locked, and her temperament is exquisite.

Weiwei combed a pile of clouds and hanging black hairpins for me, inserted a pearl jade hairpin, and obliquely embellished the aventurine white hosta on the obvious left bun, and painted a thin layer of pearl powder on the face because the eyes were not complete, I gently pasted a circle of crystal flowers around the eyes, and the deficiencies were drawn into small curved leaves with a pen, which looked like a hibiscus pattern decorated on the left eye, and finally helped me choose a soft Yang red and dotted the cherry lips.

Aheina skillfully churned on my head for a while, and helped me comb a popular Mochizuki Chaofeng bun of the Turkic palace people, with a Jindian treasure hairpin on the high cloud temples, a goose yellow brocade robe, and a purple gauze on her white and tender arms, which was printed with the rare charm of the woman in the mirror.

saw that she was wearing a rose-red makeup gown with four happy ruyi patterns, and her face became more and more pale. She combed her horse bun again, and the bun was covered with cloisonné enamel and turquoise beeswax beads, and the trembling enamel filaments made her a little more delicate.

She wore a lilac-colored gray squirrel fur jacket with a moon-white plain skirt underneath. But eighteen or nineteen years old, combing the woman's hairstyle, so the bun is a little messy. At this time, she was obviously a little frightened by him holding it like this.

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