Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

"You said you have something important to find me, what is it? A fiery picture feast
Ye Wushang turned his head, under the night, the eyebrows that slanted into the temples, and the eyes that were as romantic as ink paintings.From the corner of the eye to the end of the eye, the lines are extremely fresh and smooth, like ink lines drawn with a meticulous brushwork, flexible and tactful.The eyes are black and white, clear and without any color.

Dressed in simple but elegant clothes, Ye Wushang looked very indifferent, just like this night, his handsome face was expressionless.

He looked at the man in front of him, how long had it been since they had seen each other, and how long had it been since they had spoken.

Although his eyes are big, they don't have the feeling of watery light at all, but are unusually black and black, almost sucking people in.The eyelashes are very long, but not curled, they are straight, and when they lower their eyes, they look like beautiful black phoenix feathers. [

A pair of clear eyes that are so gentle that they seem to be dripping water are clamped on a perfect and handsome face, fine long hair covers his smooth forehead, but the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, making him look charming>

Under the white clothes is the delicate skin that is incomparable to everyone, and the charming face only shows a kind of indifferent temperament. With his tall and slender figure, Shui Qianjue looks like he walked out of a painting handsome man.

Although it was night, the eyes of both of them were excellent, and they saw each other in their eyes.

"What I want to tell you is that Ling is alive and well."

Speaking of this, Shui Qianjue paused for a moment, trying to see something in Ye Wushang's eyes, but to his regret, there was no expression on his face.

"You called me out to say that."

Ye Wushang's expression was calm, without any emotion or fluctuation, which surprised Shui Qianjue a little.

"The spirit is not dead, don't you have a little bit of happiness, and don't have a little bit of joy."

Seeing Ye Wushang's attitude, Shui Qianjue was also a little angry, the man in front of him was liked by Ling, and he also liked Ling.

But why he didn't show any expression, what happened here?

"If you want to talk about this, then I don't have the time to accompany you to say such nonsense."

As soon as Ye Wushang's words fell to the ground, Shui Qianjue heard a strange aura, there were quite a few people in this bamboo forest, and counting the voices, there were probably no less than thirty people, all of whom were experts.

What the hell is going on, what happened to the Night King, and why are there so many people watching him.

Although Ye Wushang's face was calm, his eyes were shining brightly, comparable to the stars in the sky.

Shui Qianjue is a smart man, his tone changed, full of anger and anger: "You ungrateful man, Fei Ling treats you like this in vain, I didn't expect you to be so heartless and ungrateful, I misjudged you."

After saying this, Shui Qianjue left here in a flash, but he didn't go far, hiding in the dark, poking his head out to watch the scene.

"My lord, do you want us to teach him a lesson?"

"No, you all go down, I will enjoy the moonlight next time."

"My lord, if the emperor knows that you don't think about that woman, I don't know how happy he will be."

The man's words were obviously smiling, and the words slowly blew into Shui Qianjue's ears along with the wind.

Your Majesty, upon hearing these two words, Shui Qianjue thought about it carefully, and knew that Ye Wushang was being watched by the Emperor, and the Southern Kingdom was still in the hands of the Emperor.