Pluto's Favorite: Miss Nine

Chapter 242 A Beautiful Man

Seven days later, Emperor Ye mourned, the officials mourned, and the people wept.

Luoye City is gloomy and gloomy!
Under the eyes of Ai Ai, the master of ceremonies, Yuan Ji stepped onto the chariot slowly, and before leaving, he asked: "Stay in Yungong obediently, don't run around."

Yun Chuxi yawned and nodded in agreement.

Seeing that she obediently agreed, he put down the curtain.

After returning to Nianyue Hall all the way, before entering the outer courtyard, a killing intent struck.

Subconsciously dodging, a petal brushed against the bun, the hosta shattered, and the black hair fell down like flowing water.

There was a soft humming sound coming from a distance. On the lush green sycamore branch, a black-haired man in different clothes propped his head on one hand, lying lazily on the tree trunk, holding a gorgeous lotus flower with his hand hanging in the air. .

A handsome man.

A dangerous and beautiful man!
He raised his eyebrows, his watery apricot and phoenix eyes, and looked at her with a condescending attitude.

"Bad taste!" The tone was arrogant and critical.

"It's really been lonely for a long time, and I want all kinds of women." The voice was as cold as frost, with deep mockery.

Obviously, this person knew Yuan Ji, and, judging from his tone, the two should be familiar with each other.

She settled down: "Are you a friend of the priest?"

"Friend?" The man snorted, tore off a petal, and crushed it vigorously.

A look of indifference!
Suddenly, he jumped off the tree and floated straight to her.He stared at her, his eyes were as lingering as the night, and he was indescribably charming.

A fine grain of cinnabar fell between his white and jade-like eyebrows, like a little red plum in the white snow, showing his seductiveness to the extreme.

The beauty of the Great Demon King is the ability to distinguish between genders, while the beauty of the person in front of him is truly indistinguishable.

"Why, are you stunned by the posture of this seat?" Through a veil, a slender and beautiful hand pinched her chin, very heavy, very heavy!
Another pervert.

She performed a mysterious technique and hit him on the hand unceremoniously, and the hand pinching her chin remained motionless.

"Don't waste your energy, your little skill is not enough for me to practice." He threw off the veil and let her go in disgust.

"Who are you? What is your purpose here?"

The man didn't answer, but walked to the stone table like a leisurely stroll, picked up the tea on the plate, and tasted it carefully.

His eating was extremely elegant, and his slightly pursed lips had just the right curvature.

Just when Yun Chuxi thought he would not answer, a langlangruyu voice came: "Remember, this seat is called Jiuyin."

He paused, and pursed his lips into a meaningful smile: "As for, the purpose of my presence here is naturally to upset Yuan Ji. At the same time, I want to find some ground for my unsatisfactory apprentice! "

Speaking of this, if Yun Chuxi doesn't know the identity of the other party, that's stupid!

Liuhua's master, Jiuyin!

The person is not good!
The hand hidden in the sleeve was tightened, and the jade bell was activated with his thoughts. Almost at the same moment, he felt a splitting headache.

A beautiful voice came: "Don't try to escape, the prey I set my eyes on, there is no escape."

He shook his butterfly-like clothes, and raised his hand to untie Yun Chuxi's belt.

There is a piece of veil in the hand, and the movements are agile and smooth.

Nima, what's the situation, why did this guy take off her clothes suddenly.

"Stop! Why are you finding fault with the priest, what are you doing by taking off my clothes?" A silver needle was summoned from the space, approaching quietly.

The man paused, with revenge in his eyes: "Don't look at me with that kind of eyes, if it's not because you are Yuanji's woman, do you think I will touch you?"

(End of this chapter)