Chapter 62 Not Trash
Dongfang Wuyin pushed the door open and entered.

The person who came had a cold look on his face, wasting the suaveness of the moon-white robe in vain.

Lou Qianxing snorted, hum, it really came at the right time.

Dongfang Wuyin stood against the light, and there was even a faint golden light around him, which looked very dazzling.

The figure is excellent, slender and straight, tall and mighty.

Even wearing clothes can't stop his cold and charming spirit that is so perfect that it can make a woman scream and go crazy.

Slowly, with his extremely slender legs, he approached the house gracefully.

The sound of small footsteps falling on the ground is obviously so soft, but it is like a boulder, stomping heavily one after another.

The steps were heavy and slow, as if every step he took was like stepping on the tip of Lou Qianxing's heart, which really made her feel a little uneasy.

Qing Xu was also taken aback, and opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

The short blue-purple hair made Dongfang Wuyin's fairer skin, and the bangs on the tip of his eyebrows were very deep, which obviously covered up the lavender flame-shaped pattern on his right eye.

"Big...adult..."

Seeing that it was Dongfang Wuyin who came, Qingxu trembled a little while speaking.

"Qingxu, you go down."

Dongfang Wuyin dismissed Qing Xu.

"Why, you want to make trouble when you wake up, Princess Nine?" Dongfang Wuyin looked at the hidden weapon in Lou Qianxing's hand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lou Qianxing took back the hidden weapon, and replied generously, "No way, she is a spiritual master."

"I can't wait for her to do it first, can I?"

When Lou Qianxing saw Qing Xu, he noticed the unkindness in her eyes.

Because he is a spiritual master, even the lowest level spiritual master, as long as the other party does not hide his strength, he can know whether the other party is of the same kind.

Dongfang Wuyin's eyes lit up, "Did you see that she is a spiritual master?"

"It's easy to guess!" Lou Qianxing said in a flat tone, "As the envoy of the Spirit Hall, Dongfang Wuyin, there may be more than one spiritual master beside you, Qingxu?"

"Um……"

Dongfang Wuyin had some fun, he stretched out his white jade-like hand, and gently lifted her chin, the corners of his mouth raised.

Smile, bloom.

That smile set off the purple flame spirit pattern very seductively.

"It is said that Princess Nine is a waste, but in my eyes, Princess Nine is really stupid. Even I know that I am the envoy of the Spirit Palace."

Few people know Dongfang Wuyin's identity.

In Cang Ling Country, the strength of the Dongfang family is not small, it can be regarded as a family of wealth and power.

It's just that the identity of the envoy of the Spirit Hall has never been revealed, so how did the Ninth Princess know it?

"Here is your token!"

What Lou Qianxing held in her hand was the token of the Spirit Hall, and her eyes twinkled like stars.

It was a special token with complex spirit patterns on it, and even a wave of spiritual energy swaying.

"Oh, it's well hidden, Princess Nine."

Dongfang Wuyin was not in a hurry to get the token back, since no one else could use it anyway.

Lou Qianxing raised his eyebrows: "People's hearts are sinister, you fight against each other, if you don't have some skills, who knows if tomorrow is your death day?"

"I think, as the envoy of the Spirit Hall, you understand what I mean better?"

Dongfang Wuyin nodded, of course he understood.

In the Dongfang family, the identity was also concealed, otherwise, it would bring a lot of unnecessary troubles.

The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit.

In Canglan Continent, with big fists, the whole world is yours.

(End of this chapter)

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