Report to Emperor Zun: Others cry when the empress rolls

Chapter 18 A Certain Man Came

Flying eyebrows into the temples, purple pupils, like a fairy like a demon, staring playfully at the vigilant eyes of the person in front of him, for a moment, his lips hooked.

"Long time no see, little girl—"

When Murong Yin saw the person coming, she felt relieved, and when she heard his words, she rolled her eyes speechlessly, it's only been a few days, long time no see.

"Why are you here?" Murong Yin went to the table and sat down, poured a cup of tea for both of them, and looked at a man who appeared suddenly while drinking.

The man caught a glimpse of the tea handed over by the woman, noticed something on his finger, and his eyes flashed.

"Xiao Yin'er, don't you miss me?" The deep magnetic voice was full of grievances.

"Pfft-cough cough cough! Cough cough!"

"Dangdang!"

Murongyin squirted out the tea, and the subordinate who was guarding the door and eavesdropping stumbled and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

Qingfeng was struck by lightning, this, this, this is Emperor Zun?
Holy shit!Holy shit!
Qingfeng lay on the ground doubting life.

Suddenly, a familiar yet terrifying gaze fell on Qingfeng through the window lattice.

Qingfeng cleverly stood up from the ground and hid.

Qingfeng: Mother, Emperor Zun's eyes are too scary!

Don't ask Qingfeng why he knows that this gaze belongs to Emperor Zun.

Damn, that inhuman gaze, there is no one else except his Emperor Zun!
Murongyin wiped the water stains on her lips, the corners of her mouth twitched wildly: "You"

The man turned around and looked at her with aggrieved eyes. Murong Yin's eyelids twitched, and she looked at the man cautiously: "You coughed today. Forgot to take your medicine?"

It's no wonder she asks this question, she's met this man twice in total, last time he was still aggressive and domineering, what's wrong with his milk dog look today?

She accepts incompetence.

The man's face darkened.

"No!" Murong Yin frowned, and asked uncertainly, "What did you call me just now?"

The man raised his eyebrows, and lightly hooked his lips: "Xiao Yin'er."

Murong Yin: ".!"

She twitched her eyebrows, stared at her black eyes, and gritted her teeth: "Say it again!"

The delicate voice and the straight eyebrows already indicated that someone was going to explode.The man's intuition was interesting, and he repeated without fear of death: "Xiaoyiner~" with a twist at the end.

"Boom!"

With a resounding punch, he slammed into the man's face.

The man didn't expect that the woman would punch him directly, and couldn't dodge in time, watching the little fist punch him in the eye socket.

"Damn! Yun Yi, can you speak a little more humanly?" Murong Yin roared with a fever in his head.He also punched the man.

After yelling and beating, Murong Yin regretted it. This man's cultivation base is unfathomable and uncertain. Now she is just a qi-refining seventh-level scumbag, and she can't twist this golden thigh at all.

That's right, this man is like a chicken thigh to Murong Yin!

Quietly observed the expression of "Golden Thigh", huh~
It was really ugly to death.

The blue eye sockets show how much strength she used.

Murongyin didn't hold back, and smiled.

The man's face was completely black.

Looking at the man's stormy face, the villain in Murong Yin's heart wept.

A pair of dark eyes looked left and right, up and down, but they didn't look at the man.

"Little girl—"

Yun Yi looked at a certain cowardly little girl and gritted his teeth angrily.

"Hey! Say it!"

Those three crisp words made Yun Yi feel angry.

Yun Yi looked into those sparkling eyes, and finally forgot it.

Touching the painful eye sockets, he took out a crystal ball from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

He said in a toneless tone: "Put your hand up and test your attributes."

Murong Yin glanced at the man, then shifted her gaze to the crystal ball.

After a while, I put my hand on it.

She is also curious about what her attributes are.

The moment the hand was placed on it, the crystal ball lit up.

First it was red, the dazzling red light filled the whole room, and the man cast the enchantment in time.

And said: "Fire attribute."

As soon as the words fell, another green light appeared.

The man blinked: "This is the wood attribute."

The green light disappeared, and another yellow light appeared.

The man's tone fluctuated a bit: "This is the wind attribute."

Rays of light appeared and disappeared one after another, and the man's voice went from calm to agitated to entangled in just a few breaths.

When the last black light dissipated, the man's face could only be described as heavy.

"Dark attribute."

Murongyin regained consciousness from the attributes of various colors, and was a little delighted.

She has so many attributes!
"Yun Yi, do I have ten attributes?" Murong Yin looked at the man excitedly, but found that the man's expression was very bad.

"Yunyi, aren't ten attributes bad?"

In her eyes, the more attributes the better, but the old man's appearance doesn't seem to be the case!
"Of course, it's still the best." The man said, his voice was hoarse.

"Then you." Murong Yin wanted to ask him why his face was so ugly.

"It's nothing." The man interrupted lightly, put away the crystal ball on the table, and fell into deep thought with downcast eyes.

Seeing the man like this, Murong Yin didn't want to ask any more, so she shut her mouth and sat quietly.

For a while, the atmosphere in the room was a little heavy.

After an unknown amount of time, Murong Yin was about to fall asleep, and the man finally made some movement.

However, this movement is not very good.

Eyelids drooped, and a deep, dead air permeated the man's body. Murong Yin was startled, stepped forward, raised her hand and forcefully lifted the man's chin, looked at it, and gasped.

The purple eyes were dull and dull, with a faint blackness permeating the eyes, as if they were devouring the charming purple bit by bit. The bloodthirsty storm was wrapped in strong sorrow, as if it was going to drag the man into the endless hell, sinking forever!
"Yunyi!" Murongyin shouted, calling over and over again.

"Wake up! Yun Yi!"

"Wake up! Yun Yi!"

Seeing that the man was about to turn black, Murong Yin scratched her head anxiously.

In the end, there was really no other way, so she stretched her arms and hugged the man.

Between the eyebrows, the silver needle formed by the condensed spiritual power is aimed at the Baihui acupoint on the top of the man's head, and stabs it with precision!
The slight tingling and a little coolness successfully prevented the man from sinking deeper and deeper.

With the continuous output of mental power, the dull purple eyes glowed again, shining dazzlingly.

The purple eyes are faint, looking at a certain little girl in his arms full of interest.

Murong Yin always paid attention to the man's changes, and found that the man had regained his senses, so he slowly withdrew his mental power, his pretty face turned pale, but he still asked with concern: "Are you alright?"

Unexpectedly, the stinky man smiled heartlessly, with a mean expression on his face, he really deserved a beating: "Xiao Yin'er threw herself into her arms so soon?"

Therefore, Murong Yin was very rude.

"Snapped--!"

He slapped the man on the back of the head, and roared angrily: "Vote for your sister! You almost went mad, you know that?!"

(End of this chapter)