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Chapter 333 Rakshasa Pavilion Saintess

Chapter 330 Eight Rakshasa Pavilion Saintess
Hearing these words, An Ran's eyes widened, and then there was a sparkle in his eyes, and the joy on his face couldn't even be controlled.

The little white hand took the black jade box on the table, and stared at the road.

"Really?"

Looking at An Ran's excited little face, he was happier than when he saw Jimo Qingcang.

"kindness"

Hearing the indifferent and affirmative answer, a smile unconsciously broke out on a delicate little face, and raised her bright eyes, staring straight at the tough and handsome face opposite.

Jimo Qingcang pursed his lips, but said nothing.

Until a long time, perhaps because An Ran stared too closely at her, the tips of her ears turned red at some point.

There was also some irritability in the indifferent voice, and he said in a rough voice

"Have a meal."

An Ran nodded with a cooperating smile, closed the black jade box in her hand, and put it in Jimo Qingcang's hand.

Picking up the white jade chopsticks on the table, he continued with the meal in Bala's hand.

It's just that the smile on his lips can't be diminished.

After lunch, more than half an hour later, the smile still hasn't weakened.

Jimo Qingcang's indifferent and cold face finally couldn't hold back anymore.

He hugged An Ran rudely, and pressed his lips tightly.

But before he could say anything, An Ran took the lead.

"Will you stay with me?"

As he said that, he hugged Jimo Qingcang's neck tightly, refusing to let go.

In the lobby, the lunch on the long table had been cleared out at some point. Because the door was closed, the light was dimmed. Even so, the exquisite display inside was still clearly visible.

At the end of the long table, sitting a man in light purple with a mysterious pattern embroidered with a powerful aura, he was holding a woman in a light blue rippling shirt tightly in his arms. He hugged the man's neck, not letting go.

Time passed by like this bit by bit, but the people in the lobby seemed to be still.

It was not until a long time before I heard an indifferent voice answering gently.
"kindness"

The man pursed his lips, his indifferent and hard face exuded softness, and the aura around him unknowingly softened a little, his big hands with well-defined knuckles tightly hugged him, the implication of exclusiveness was self-evident.

The reason why An Ran was so happy was partly because of the courage of the Millennium Python, and another very important reason was that this person finally began to know that he cared about himself.

He is the king of the Ziyun Empire, this extremely cold and indifferent man, who ignores everyone in the world, including himself.

He doesn't care about the poison of tenderness miasma, solution or incomprehension.

This is what made An Ran unable to let go.

He doesn't care, but she does!
That's why An Ran did her best when picking the Ganoderma lucidum, vowing to get it even if she died.

There is only one Jimo Qingcang in the whole world, she can't do anything, if the medicine is lost, who can guarantee her that this person will accompany her to grow old? !

But now, this person actually went to find the medicine himself, and brought back the thousand-year-old python gall.

You said, how can this not make An Ran excited, how can it not make her happy?

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An Ran separated from Xia Bing at the medicine refining competition venue at noon that day, and the time they saw each other again was after dinner, almost midnight.

Then I went back to the restaurant.

Xia Bing listened to the knock on the door, at first he wondered who it could be so late, but who knew that he saw An Ran lurking back in the middle of the night.

Frowning slightly, he smiled and said

"Why is this hour here?"

Even though he said so, he still let the door open for An Ran to come in.

An Ran swaggered in and sat down.

The fingertips tapped the table lightly, making a 'da da' sound, the other wrist was flipped, and several small milky white bottles were displayed on the table.

"How about it?"

Xia Bing reached out and took the small white bottle that An Ran had put on the table, looked carefully at one side, and said:

"It should be all right. Although there was a lot of evil spirits along the way, they were restrained. It's just that if we see Xu Yangde again, we don't know what will happen."

An Ran listened and nodded thoughtfully.

The tapping of the fingertips made a regular sound on the table.

Xia Bing stared at An Ran with sparkling eyes, the excitement of bees smelling honey

"I thought that you specially asked me to go to Zha Rong Qingmeng. No matter what, the king and her had to have a lingering past. It's just that when I saw her today, it turned out that Luo Hua was ruthless on purpose."

An Ran's first reaction was...
"Do you know that woman is Rong Qingmeng?"

Xia Bing couldn't help giving An Ran a blank look.

"Beautiful appearance, a dream that can make everyone so obsessed, who else is there besides Rong Qingmeng?"

An Ran looked at the excited Xia Bing with a half-smile, but said nothing.

It's just that this little girl was finally caught, so is there any reason to let go?
The two of them tugged and tossed for a while.

Xia Bing smashed his mouth, and said unwillingly

"Recently, this Xuanlong City is a bit lively, if you walk at night, you should be careful."

An Ran glanced at Xia Bing, smiled and said

"What's the matter? Could it be that some kind of natural and earthly treasure turned out to attract heroes from all walks of life to bow down?"

An Ran's words were originally half-joking, but who would have thought that she was actually right.

Xia Bing stood up, dressed in a light green broken dress, very playful, and a rare frown on that lovely and pitiful little face

"I don't know, it's just that in the past few days, maybe you haven't noticed anything while refining medicine in the room. When Fa Midnight and I came back, we once fought against the people of the Raksha Pavilion. And the people of the Raksha Pavilion these days Very active.

Enron stopped the words Luosha Pavilion, and the hands that were idling on the table suddenly stopped,

"People from Raksha Pavilion?"

Xia Bing nodded, took a few small medicine bottles placed safely on the table and played with them in his hands
"When we first came to this restaurant that day, I met two black-clothed and masked women. I heard them mention the word saint by chance, so I kept my eyes open and ordered someone to investigate."

An Ran nodded, fixed her eyes on Xia Bing, motioned her to continue

I only heard Xia Bing continue to say
"Saint, in the Raksha Pavilion, she is second only to the owner of the Raksha Pavilion, but her prestige is even higher than that of the owner. It is said that she has the ability to revive everything in the world."

Listening to Xia Bing's words, An Ran raised her eyebrows.

It was the first time she had heard the word saintess.

An Ran asked with some uncertainty

"What about the living dead, flesh and bones?"

(End of this chapter)