Ji Ruochen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly opened his eyes again.

The hand holding the bowl still stood proudly there, dazzling white.

Ji Ruochen took a breath and held it, his eyes finally moved inch by inch from the slender hand, looked at her elbows, her arms, her shoulders, and then stayed on the raised chin and the half cherry lips for a long time, before continuing to go up, meeting a slanted eye downward, ice, charming, and proud with a line of murderous eyes.

A pair of uncertain, deep eyes like the sea, Ji Ruochen's heart fluttered, and suddenly he realized that he seemed to have drowned in the deep sea, unable to breathe at all! The room was extremely silent, and time seemed to freeze here. Only his heart was still pounding, and the sound was getting louder and louder, almost all over the room!

There was a little more smile on the corner of her lips, that smile was condescending, some arrogant, some confident, and some self-satisfied, but it made people unable to see the true meaning.

"If you don't get up again, this bowl of porridge will be cold. ”

Her voice was soft and greasy, indescribably sweet and charming. It's just that for some reason, Ji Ruochen tasted a trace of killing intent from it, just like a pool of icy water, which made people feel cold when they saw it. In fact, whether she said that the bowl contained rare and precious medicines or peerless poisons, Ji Ruochen would not be surprised, but was it just a bowl of porridge that she served? !

She's like ice, she's like fire, but no matter what, it can't be connected to a bowl of mediocre porridge.

Ji Ruochen slowly raised her body and sat up, and her eyes never left hers. There was a smug smile in the unpredictable eyes, and it was drowned in a blurry color.

The slender hand that was condensed in the air moved slowly, extending a soft arc, and slowly retracted it, like a night orchid, closing the petals with dew.

And the bowl was still frozen in the air for a moment before it slowly fell. Ji Ruochen hurriedly caught it. The bowl still had her lingering fragrance, and when it touched her hand, Ji Ruochen's whole body was shocked.

The porcelain bowl is delicate and silky, yet extremely cold.

She withdrew her hand, stood up, turned around, floated to the table in the room, sat down slowly, put her hand on her chin, and looked at him softly and steadily.

Her movement was quiet, a frustration, seemingly simple to get up and sit down, but in fact, it was secretly in line with the heavenly rhyme, elegant and natural, Ji Ruochen seemed to have heard a new poem of Yuefu.

There are four-color dishes on the table, with exquisite dishes, which are light and refreshing, and are suitable for hangover.

Ji Ruochen glanced at the table of dishes, and realized that he had been sitting with a porridge bowl for a long time. He had just gotten up from a hangover, and he was hungry in his belly, and he was about to drink the porridge in the bowl in two bites, but a pair of eyes were still fixed on her, obviously eating but not knowing the taste. Ji Ruochen casually put the porridge bowl aside, got out of bed, and groped for a seat at the table to sit down, picked up the chopsticks casually, and was about to pick up the dishes, but even the three chopsticks fell outside the plate, and the look of loss and despair was already obvious.

It's just because of his eyes that he never leaves her face.

Her lips opened slightly, and a wisp of cold air blew out of her red lips, fluttering, and fell on Ji Ruochen's face.

With a snap, the pair of wooden chopsticks fell on the table.

She stared at Ji Ruochen, and the master's words slowly flowed through the bottom of her heart one by one: "Men in this world, their bones are crispy. When you see the enchanting posture, you will definitely have a bad heart. If you treat him a little differently, he will think that you have looked at him differently, and he will have the idea of being unkind. All you have to do is to get closer to him first, and then go away when he has a longing in his heart. Let him be entangled in every way, and he will not pay attention to it. As the saying goes, a wife is not a concubine, a concubine is not a concubine, a concubine is not a steal, and a thief is not stealing. What you can't get, it's always the best. People's hearts are insufficient, and the world is average. ”

I still remember that she asked at the time: "In this way, if he can't get it for the rest of his life, he will win it completely?"

Su Jiao sighed faintly and said, "How can winning or losing be so easy to decide? You won him once, but you have to lose with him for the rest of your life." If you lose, you are unwilling, and I am afraid that you will have to pay for this life with him. ”

"So, isn't it a loss?"

"From the moment you were going to win him, you were already losing. ”

"This ...... How so?"

Su Ji sighed: "Women in the world, if they have three points of beauty, it is the beginning of misfortune. If you have a world-class posture like you, no matter who you are, I am afraid that you will lose clean in front of the word love. ”

She shook her head and said, "I'm not interested in these loves! ”

Su Ji smiled and shook her head, gently stroked her hair, and said, "You have been practicing art with me for more than a year. When you see him, if he doesn't recognize you at all, you've won the game. If he recognizes you, he'll lose first. Go for it!"

She left the Zhenxin Hall full of doubts, thinking back, she and him hadn't seen him for quite a while, but this little time, can Ji Ruochen not recognize herself?

When she returned to the room to take a selfie in the mirror, she stared at the girl in the bronze mirror who was proud and charming for a moment before she dared to believe that it was really herself.

For more than a year, the chrysalis has already turned into a butterfly.

She retracted her reverie and looked at Ji Ruochen sitting in front of her again. His hand was raised in the air, still maintaining the posture of holding the chopsticks and holding the vegetables, but the chopsticks had already fallen on the table, but he still didn't know, just stared at her blankly.

She sighed faintly, was his ugly appearance in front of her what she had always wanted?

With this sigh, she pulled back Ji Ruochen's scattered soul. He said expectantly: "You...... You ......"

She glanced at him gently, and the clouds surged into her eyes again, and asked, "I...... I...... What am I?"

It seems that he doesn't recognize her anymore. At the moment of victory, she had seven points of joy and three points of loss in her heart. Because she doesn't know which one is the real self between her at this moment and her two years ago.

After some struggle, Ji Ruochen finally opened his mouth and wanted to say something. It seems that he was photographed by her peerless appearance, and he even struggled to speak. Just as she was waiting to hear what he was going to say, or how he had begun to talk to her, she suddenly heard a dragon's roar from outside the courtyard!

"Wu Na monster! Look at your Taoism is not very high, in broad daylight, in front of everyone's eyes, you dare to dangle in the Luoyang Palace, and you don't leave after three turns, is there really no one in the world? Let you taste the thunderbolt subduing method of my dragon elephant Heavenly Monarch!"

This shout came suddenly, Ji Ruochen was obviously taken aback, and his eyes returned to clarity on the spot.

Seeing that a great thing is about to come true, and when her long-cherished wish is about to be fulfilled, but suddenly a good thing is disturbed by this loud shout, how can she not be angry? The faint, faint, and seductive smile on that beautiful little face was instantly replaced by endless frost.

Ji Ruochen stood up and said in a lost voice: "It's really bad! How can their spiritual sense be so keen, they can all detect this?"

Before she knew why, Ji Ruochen quickly grabbed her hand, pulled her behind her, stared at the door, and said in a deep voice: "Yin Yin, don't be afraid, even if they see through the demonic energy on your body, it will not be his turn to take care of the affairs of our Daode Sect!

Zhang Yinyin exclaimed, covered his mouth with his hands, opened a pair of wonderful eyes, and looked at Ji Ruochen in disbelief. Although the word 'Yin Yin' is light, it is as loud as a thunderbolt on a sunny day to her.

Ji Ruochen didn't notice her abnormality, held her hand tightly, and gestured for comfort. At the same time, a copper firework for reporting information quietly appeared between the two fingers of his left hand, and then he strode out of the courtyard.

Although the character of the two heavenly monarchs, the white tiger and the dragon elephant, is not very good, but the Taoism is very profound, even Xu Zekai is not as good. Xu Zekai is only long-sleeved and good at dancing, and he is exquisite. As for Ji Ruochen himself, it can't be compared with the two Heavenly Monarchs, the gap in Taoism is too big, and he can't fight even if he wants to.

Ji Ruochen looked at it again and again before he dared to conclude that the confusing aura on Yin Yin's body was actually an extremely mysterious and clever demonic aura. Unexpectedly, he saw that the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Monarch over there had already broken through this matter! Demons feed on people, people punish demons for accumulating virtues, and when the two sides meet, it is often a battle of life and death.

Although Ji Ruochen said that the affairs of the Daode Sect should not be ignored by others, he had never relied on the power of the Daode Sect to force the side sects, and he didn't know how effective the name of Dezong was, so he really didn't know the bottom in his heart. What's more, Zhang Yinyin does have a demonic spirit, even if the two heavenly monarchs insist on taking the demon and making a move, it is also the party that is at fault, which is inconsistent with the purpose of the Daode Sect to convince people with virtue at all times and everywhere.

In desperation, Ji Ruochen had to prepare fireworks to report the news, in case the situation was not good, so that he could immediately report and save people. Zhang Yinyin is Jingxiao's real beloved daughter, and the sect will definitely not ignore this matter.

His consideration cannot be said to be over-thinking. Luoyang, the eastern capital, is the important place of the country and the place where the world's cultivators gather. In the eyes of the demon clan, Luoyang is the dangerous place in the world. If a demon swaggers through the market in Luoyang and attracts dozens or hundreds of people with Taoism, it is a trivial matter. Although Zhang Yinyin is not a demon, the demonic spirit on his body is enough to be conclusive, and at that time, he only relied on one Xu Zekai, and he was afraid that it would be a big deal.

Ji Ruochen stopped in front of the courtyard gate for a while, secretly transported the true yuan, and then pushed open the courtyard door and strode into the courtyard. As soon as he was admitted to the hospital, he was stunned on the spot!

In the middle of the courtyard, the dragon elephant Tianjun crossed his waist with his left hand, pointed forward with his right hand, and his body was surrounded by auspicious clouds, and he was majestic and murderous!

His angry eyes were round, the true yuan was full, and he was about to use thunder to subdue the demon, but it was not towards Zhang Yinyin, the two copper bell-like eyes stared at each other, and there was another demon.

The little demon's green clothes were fluttering, green silk was like a waterfall, his face had already been frightened by the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Monarch, and although a pair of bright wrists were holding the world's strange treasure Chaos Whip, they were trembling.

Look at her as soft as water and weak as a willow, not a little demon in Tsing Yi, but who is she?

Ji Ruochen was even more shocked at the moment, seeing that the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Monarch True Yuan had just moved, and his big mouth had been opened, he didn't know whether the next huge mouth was spitting out the mantra spell, or shouting and scolding.

Ji Ruochen was shocked, and when he was about to shout, it was too late.

"I can't help it!"

A shout suddenly sounded in the garden, like thunder on the ground. There is endless power in the scream, with invisible power, and it is obvious that this roar is spewed out by someone with the true element in it.

Ji Ruochen only felt a slight dizziness in his head, and Tsing Yi was trembling all over, and the Chaos Whip in his hand almost fell to the ground. The dragon elephant Heavenly Monarch is far superior, but this roar is spewing out at him, so his movements are also sluggish.

A flash of lightning suddenly lit up in the courtyard, and when everyone saw a flower, the White Tiger Heavenly Monarch had appeared behind the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Monarch, closed his hands, covered the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Monarch's big mouth from behind, and blocked all those things that he didn't know whether it was the truth or the scolding in his throat.

The White Tiger Heavenly Monarch smiled at Tsing Yi while using all his strength to knock the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Monarch to the ground first, and then forcibly dragged him towards the courtyard. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he looked extremely nervous, only smiling, unable to even say a word. The dragon elephant Heavenly Monarch struggled desperately, and said vaguely in his mouth: "Demon ...... Although she pretends to be good....... Ben Tianjun's eyesight is ...... Not bad!"

In the blink of an eye, the White Tiger Heavenly Monarch had dragged the dragon elephant back to the courtyard, and closed the courtyard door with a bang, and then heard a faint roar from the courtyard: "What a demon! How could she be a demon?"

"Why not?" the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Monarch also lowered his voice and replied dissatisfied.

"What she is holding in her hand is the Chaos Whip of the Desolate Treasure, how can it be a demon?" said the White Tiger Heavenly Monarch angrily.

"Chaos Whip?!" The mixed word of the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Monarch shouted extremely loudly, and the last two words turned sharply, and the volume was suppressed, and it seemed that the self-made kung fu had improved: "Chaos Whip, isn't that from the Endless Sea?" I see, she is not a demon!"

Long Xiang Tianjun's voice was already a little trembling, but the last four words still tried to raise the volume, so that Tsing Yi could hear it and show his heart.

The White Tiger Heavenly Monarch said hatefully: "Your eyesight is indeed good, but it's a pity that every time it's a little worse, you will be killed sooner or later!"