Princess, be nice

Chapter 807
Xie Ci calmly and calmly turned around, only to find that Yuan Changhuan had disappeared, and his expression changed drastically.

"Xie Shizi, little cousin, disappeared!"

Ying Qicheng has been staring at Yuan Changhuan all the time, taking her sudden disappearance into his eyes.

A burst of coldness rushed up from the bottom of his feet.

"No, there won't be ghosts..."

As he spoke, he carefully looked around.

Instead, he thanked him and touched his palm with his fingers.

The touch seems to be still there.

But the person was gone.

"Yuanyuan, can you hear me?"

The wind blows, and there is silence.

Xie Ci's eyes suddenly sank.

Go fast.

"Hey, you just left, why don't we go find my little cousin?"

Afraid that Xie Ci would lose him, Ying Qicheng quickly followed behind him.

Xie Ci turned a deaf ear to the voice behind him, all he wanted was to get out of this illusion.

at this time.

Yuan Changhuan sat on the back of a crane with a dazed expression on his face.

The drooping eyes were shrouded in mist, and Xie Ci and the others could even be faintly seen.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Yuan Changhuan shouted loudly.

But the people below seemed to hear nothing.

Getting farther and farther away from them, and finally soaring into the sky.

Straight to Tongtian Pavilion on the top floor of Tongtian Tower.

Yuan Changhuan sat on the back of the crane, his heart beat faster and faster, "Where are you taking me!"

It's getting faster.

Yuan Changhuan didn't dare to lower his head to look down. If he fell, he would really be smashed to pieces.

Close your eyes.

Let the wind ruffle her hair.

"Ah……"

There was a burst of low laughter.

Clear and ethereal, like bursts of Sanskrit sounds.

Yuan Changhuan opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was a scarlet robe.

"Little girl, are you so scared?"

The chin was held by a pair of warm big hands, and the magnificent appearance so close at hand almost made Yuan Changhuan choke to death.

"Master Guoguo Guoshi..."

Her expression pleased Long Quyuan, "Yes, yes, this seat."

Long Quyuan actually imitated her speech.

Yuan Changhuan lowered his head subconsciously.

They were actually standing on the top of the tower, and the crane under her feet had disappeared, replaced by the red gauze under Long Quyuan's feet.

Soft legs.

Holding Long Quyuan's wrist, Yuan Changhuan wanted to cry, "Can I sit down?" "

"I'm so scared that my legs are weak." In a determined tone.

Yuan Changhuan did not hide his fear at all, "I am afraid of heights, of course I am afraid."

This is also the reason why she didn't learn Qinggong.

Long Quyuan raised his eyebrows lightly, as if he didn't expect this reason.

With a movement of the palm of the hand.

"Ow..."

Yuan Changhuan was actually pushed down by him.

"Fighting poison with poison."

There are only Long Quyuan's calm words in his ears.

Yuan Changhuan felt himself falling down quickly, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was really going to die now!
"Long Quyuan, ah!"

"What are you shouting, little girl is not big or small." Just when Yuan Changhuan thought he would fall into a pulp, his body lightened, and then he stood lightly on the ground.

And this reality is still Long Quyuan's red yarn.

Yuan Changhuan let out a long sigh of relief, not daring to look down this time.

"Long Quyuan, do you want to kill me, please give me a good time!"

Seeing her panic showing on her face, Long Quyuan put his arms around his arms and said casually, "This seat is also for your own good. Looking at you like this, you know that you are not good at lightness kung fu, and you have blinded your inner strength for nothing."

"Do you want to scare me to death? You better not be nice to me! Also, why don't I know that I have internal strength!" Yuan Changhuan tugged at Long Quyuan's red gauze, shivering...

(End of this chapter)