Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

Yi Gucheng raised his hand, bent his index finger and scratched lightly on the egret's nose.

Bai Lu's body stiffened suddenly, she looked up at Yi Gucheng dully, and then smiled gently like a flower.

Although they don't get together much, the love and love will not disappear just because of this.

The movement of scratching the nose has not disappeared...

Yi Gucheng's slender fingers moved from the egret's nose to his face, caressing the two hideous scars like ghosts in the abyss.

Yi Gucheng looked at her dotingly, and asked, "Can this one be recovered too? Would you like it?"

"I don't want to..."

Egret shook his head slightly.

Of those two traces, one is the belief that he will never leave Yi Gucheng, and the other is the guilt towards Cheng Anqing.

Since it exists on the face, why bother to eliminate it deliberately?

She... doesn't care about beauty that much, besides, beauty is nothing in this world.

If you want to stand at the top, you have to become stronger and stronger!

"Then don't eliminate it."

There was softness in Yi Gucheng's abyss-like eyes, he bent down slightly, stretched out his hands to hold the egret horizontally, and patted the egret's fart with his palms without hesitation.

"I lost a lot of weight again."

Yi Gucheng glanced at Bailu annoyed, he was so thin in her body, but it hurt in his heart.

God knows what this woman has suffered during his absence.

"Gucheng... Sister Lan and Men Xue are dead."

Like a little girl, Bailu buried her head in Yi Gucheng's chest, feeling the familiar breath, her heart that had been as firm as ice also collapsed at this moment.

Yi Gucheng was stunned for a moment, he knew the position of Qingshalan and the others in Bailu's heart, and also knew how sad Bailu would be if they died...

"It's the living who suffer."

Yi Gucheng stared at the egret with his eyes like a cold pool, said.

Bai Lu suddenly raised his eyes to look at Yi Gucheng, and seemed to recall what Yi Gucheng said in the Venerable's space in his mind.

When two people are close or in love, if one of them dies, the real pain will be the living one...

So, Yi Gucheng said...don't leave me suffering alone in this world...

Yi Gucheng has always felt a scorching gaze, wishing to see two holes in himself, he looked up, but saw a stern face standing in front of him, with a piece of broken hair on his forehead, dressed in black hair A man in a black robe.

The man seemed to be coming from the darkness, and he could become one with the darkness, and there was a domineering aura that only a king could have in his icy gaze.

"Who is this?"

Yi Gucheng glanced at Bailu and asked.

Yi Gucheng smiled lightly, and the deep light in his abyss-like eyes flashed... It seems that during his absence, his Lu'er has caused him trouble again.

Just from that line of sight, he could feel the hostility of that king-like man.

"My friend, Jianjian."

Bailu jumped down from Yi Gucheng's body, spread his finger to Jianjian, and introduced.

When she was going to introduce Yi Hucheng, she found that Yi Hucheng was staring at Yi Gucheng with constricted pupils, trembling all over.

Seeing Bailu looking at Yi Hucheng, Yi Gucheng raised his head to look at Yi Hucheng with a half-smile.

But when he saw Yi Hucheng's face, his sight froze suddenly!

"Easy Tiger City..."

Yi Gucheng frowned slightly and said in a low voice.