"Little boy, but are you waiting for the concubine?"

The sound is crisp and bone-like, and when people listen to it, they will fall into it deeply, making many people crazy about it.

In the snow, a beautiful girl dressed in white appeared out of thin air, as fragrant as a lotus, out of the mud without staining, as pure and beautiful as snow, proud and independent.

The skin is like clotted fat, and a smile ripples out of the charm that does not belong to this age.

A city of smoke and rain, a floor, a flower only for a tree, a smile and a confidant.

The sky was full of snow, and the girl stood quietly on the snow, holding a white umbrella in her hand, and smiling lightly at the corners of her mouth.

The girl slowly walked towards Li Jun, but it unexpectedly increased, the pure girl who was originally pure as dust, her pupils were becoming blood red, her body was like splashing ink, and her white clothes seemed to be soaked in blood, along with the footprints on the snow, they had turned into blood skeletons. On top of the umbrella, snowflakes fell on it, as if they had been rolled blood, and the white snowflakes turned strangely blood-red.

In the last moment, he was still an angel in white, but when he came over, he seemed to have become a bloodthirsty demon, dyeing all his blood and qi on himself, hideous and terrifying.

"Little boy, the concubine is like this, do you still like it?"

The beautiful girl is seductive, with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth all the time, her eyes are like demons, and her eyes fluctuate with strange fluctuations.

"Fire Charm Technique!!" Li Jun's face changed, and the peach blossom feather fan shook slightly, half-opening and half-closing, blocking the corner of his eyes. looked at the beautiful girl in red with a deep look of jealousy in her eyes, and said, "Phantom Clothes Workshop, Thousand Clothes Girl!"

Phantom Clothes Workshop is not a market for custom-made clothes, but a famous green building in the capital of northern Xinjiang, but when it comes to a green building at this height, it only sells its art and does not sell its body.

Deep in the imperial capital, it is also a place that people in the market like, and it is naturally well-informed, which has led to it becoming a place where the three religions and nine streams meet, and it is famous in the rivers and lakes and has a special status.

It is rumored that there is no owner in the Phantom Clothes Workshop, only three Phantom Queens, namely the Thousand Clothes Girl, the Linglong Qu, and the Pure Lotus Messenger. The strength of each phantom queen is unfathomable, and it is not inferior to the great Sima of the current dynasty and the commander of the Praetorian Guard.

When he heard Li Jun say about the thousand girls, Xie Zhiyi's heart had already sunk to the bottom, if there was only one big Sima, with the combined efforts of the two of them, it was only then that he was defeated, and now there is a person with the same strength as the big Sima, even if the two work together, I am afraid that they are still not the opponents of the two of them.

"You arrived last night!" Li Junyu shook his fan slightly, and the two peach blossoms in his eyes bloomed, blocking the fire charm technique performed by the Thousand Clothes Girl, and the Peach Source Phantom behind him was formed, always on guard against the Thousand Clothes Girl.

The so-called thousand women, as the name suggests, thousands of clothes, millions of ayaluo, can be called a step by step change, things are not normal, clothes are impermanent.

"What's the use of that, the little heavenly master is so wary of the concubine's body, I can only watch!" said the Qiansheng girl in disgust, her tone resentful.

Xie Zhiyi came back to his senses and looked at Li Jun's eyes as if he was looking at a monster, no wonder Li Jun was reluctant to help him suppress Da Sima last night, it turned out that he was secretly on guard!

"No way, his life is too important!" Li Jun spread his hands and continued: "Many people want his life!

The girl in a thousand clothes replied lightly: "Yes, his life is probably worth more than my entire Phantom Clothes Workshop!"

Li Jun was stunned for a moment, and then thought of something, and said, "The girl is trying to stop me!"

"Giggles!" the girl smiled and said, "What a clever descendant of the Heavenly Master! But don't worry, it's just my second sister who has gone!

It turned out that the Phantom Clothes Workshop was divided into two ways, the Thousand Clothes Girl came to Loulan Town to drag Li Jun, and the second Phantom Ji Linglong Qu of the Phantom Clothes Workshop went to pursue Yun Lan, so once Yun Lan was chased by Linglong Qu, how could Yun Lan, who was powerless, be the opponent of Linglong Qu?

"You ......" Li Jun sighed, closed his feather fan, and said, "It seems that your Phantom Clothing Workshop is going to be the enemy of the entire Northern Frontier."

"Giggles, the little heavenly master is really joking!" The girl in the thousand clothes covered her mouth and chuckled, smiled and fell into the city, and then said: "I'm afraid it's you who are the enemy of the world!"

"I just hope that the girl won't make a mistake!" Li Jun's eyes were shining, and the feather fan in his hand seemed to have spirituality, and said: "Then let me see if the strength of the world's best girl is in vain!"

When the Qianshang girl heard this, there was also a trace of war intent in her eyes, and she said: "I have heard that there is a young genius in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and when I see it today, don't let the concubine down!"

The snow sea and ice field, one by one Aya Luo fluttered here, the snow is a song, and the clothes are dancing. In an instant, the purple and red, a number of silk Luo conjured up various shapes of things, fluttering on the ground, clear Ling Ling Ruoxian, just like the singer dancing, orderly, fairyland on earth, there is beauty like this, not in vain.

On the other side, Li Jun's heart was also tight, looking at the flying Ayaluo, a touch of caution flashed in his eyes, after all, the fame of a thousand girls is still famous, and her strength naturally does not dare to be underestimated, if her upper second vein is not sealed, it is okay, after being sealed, she has a lot of hole cards that cannot be used, and now, she can only grit her teeth and insist, take one step at a time.

"Scorching its brilliance!" shouted, the phantom of Taoyuan behind him seemed to be active, pieces of flying flowers rose with the wind, floating in the air, dancing long, re-condensing a peach blossom, the stamens opened and closed, the falling flowers were colorful, the fragrance was charming, and even attracted a few butterflies.

The collision of the two is not like a battle, but a kind of dazzling beauty, one side is like a fairyland on earth, the peach blossoms are dancing, and the other side is like a singer dancing, intoxicating like a dream, like a drunk.

However, this is no longer a contest of force, but a contest of potential!

The so-called potential is to transcend the armed forces of the battle, to achieve a kind of spiritual power of the duel, this kind of contest, the power is more vast, more ethereal, people can not figure it out, although the two do not collide when fighting, but it has the lethality, play is the most deadly, once negligent, the light will be mentally damaged, the heavy will be bleeding to death, the danger is extremely dangerous.

From afar to official, thousands of aya luo fluttering more vast, far more than the peach blossoms blooming, fluttering and sprinkling, discerning people can know at a glance, and make judgments.

Not far away, Xie Zhiyi saw that the two of them were in a stalemate, and he couldn't help but be very anxious in his heart, holding a spear in his hand, looking at Da Sima lying on the side, and said sharply: "Don't lie down and pretend to be dead, get up!"

Da Sima was beaten half to death by the two of them before, and the internal force available in the whole body was only one-twelfth of it, if it weren't for this, he would have already slashed the girl to death, how could he still sit on the side and be quiet and not speak.

"You!" Hearing this, Da Sima was so unhappy in his heart! He said stubbornly: "Little girl, don't think that if I am injured, I will allow you to be bullied!"