The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 892 Goddess Temple (2)

The Taoist smiled and cupped his hands: "If the girl is willing, that would be the best."

Xie Wanrong smiled lightly, and took a few steps closer to him: "Then have you figured out your innocent disaster?"

She never believed it.

Before the Taoist could understand what it meant, Xie Wanrong had already greeted him with a kick, and he fell directly to the ground, with sticky blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Xie Wanrong twitched the corners of her mouth and raised her eyebrows to look at him: "Bloody disaster."

Hong Ling snorted lightly: "You're courting death after playing tricks here! Get out of here!"

Xie Wanrong folded his body and walked towards the direction of the stone steps.

"It seems that whether it is the Nanxia Continent or the Beixi Continent, liars are always indispensable." Hongling couldn't help but sighed in Xie Wanrong.

Xie Wanrong shook his head and laughed.

"Wan'er, although Qingshan College is not a quiet place, it does have a lot of secrets." Qi Jinghuan's voice was low and his eyes were deep and blurred.

After all, Beixi Continent is not a place to stay for a long time, but Qi Jinghuan still remembers what the old demon king said when he was in Shuiluo Tower.

If Xie Wanrong didn't have the seal at this time, I'm afraid he could have guessed it.

Xie Wanrong nodded, and the pair of eyes above the veil shimmered: "Qi Jinghuan, what do you know?"

Qi Jinghuan helplessly cast his eyes on Xie Wanrong, "Wan'er, you used to call me Ah Huan."

Xie Wanrong's face turned pale, and something in his consciousness was shattering little by little, and it seemed that something was about to surge up from this shattered place.

Huan, Huan, Huan.

These two words kept coming out of her mind, she seemed to be weak, and took a step back unexpectedly.

Muttering in his mouth: "Ah Huan..."

Ah Hwan.

Scattered fragments gradually formed in her mind, and the man who spoke harshly to her and had a weird temper emerged from her mind.

Xie Wanrong looked at Qi Jinghuan in surprise, and suddenly said, "I remember a little bit!"

The reputation on Qi Jinghuan's lips suddenly stopped, and he looked at Xie Wanrong with excitement and some scruples.

"Jinlin Kingdom! The Ninth Prince of Jinlin Kingdom!" Xie Wanrong's pupils tightened: "I am the eldest lady of the prime minister's residence."

She vaguely remembered that there were countless dead bodies in the demon world, but it had no influence on the affairs of the gods and demons.

And what I think of is just the trivial matters of my status in the world.

"Wan'er, don't rush, take your time." The seal originally sealed her knowledge of the two worlds of gods and demons, preventing her from escaping from gods to demons.

Naturally, things in the human world would come to mind first.

Qi Jinghuan hoped that Xie Wanrong would be able to lift the seal and remember everything, but he couldn't forget Xie Wanrong's dark red eyes, that sad and hopeless laughter, and every word she questioned when he was at the entrance of the Five Elements Formation.

Literally beats the heart.

Xie Wanrong understood, and just glanced at Qi Jinghuan in a very strange way: "In my memory, you can be said to be evasive towards me, lest you avoid it, I'm curious, how did you entangle me?"

The corners of Qi Jinghuan's lips were stiff, and his phoenix eyes showed a narrow smile: "Wan'er, didn't you cling to me?"

"..." Xie Wanrong was about to refute.

But the incomplete memory in her mind did reflect to her the fact that she was completely devoted to the Ninth Prince, no, it was a stalker.

Xie Wanrong coughed lightly, "Really?"

She talked about others and took a step forward: "Hongling, let's go quickly."

It was a good thing she was wearing a veil, otherwise she could almost imagine her embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)