Chapter 7 (5)

"Although we met by chance, she also saved you and me just now." Yi Qinghan smiled wryly, Xing'er listened, showing a pitiful look, nodded desperately, and he sighed softly, "The Buddha said: All living beings are equal, and there is no difference between poor and humble." Points! That's all, that's all!"

"My lord!" Yifeng was still struggling, his resentful eyes glared at Xing'er fiercely, full of resentment.The leader of the men in black shouted: "Tied!"

Xing'er, Yi Qinghan, and Yifeng were immediately tied up like zongzi. "No...they have nothing to do with me..." She cried out with tears in her eyes, "I'm just passing by..."

"You..." Yifeng suddenly became angry, wanting to strangle her to death.Yi Qinghan couldn't help laughing, this little girl is really...

The amorous expression of this smile was like a spring breeze blowing by, so refined that Xing'er was so distracted that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.It turns out that men can also be so good-looking!Even better than women!

In the mountains, the wind is bleak and the shadows are indistinct.

A spacious house on the top of the mountain, with dim sparse lights, swayed unsteadily under the night wind, casting long candle shadows, eerie and charming.

The fear in Xing'er's heart arises spontaneously, and she can't help but get close to Yi Qinghan. "You! Why are you approaching my young master? Go away!" Yifeng was behind her, drinking in a low voice vigilantly, feeling indescribably disgusted and disgusted with Xing'er's thief-like appearance.

Xing'er rolled her eyes at him, backed away resentfully, and muttered in her mouth: "What a dog slave..." Yifeng heard it clearly from behind, and stared back at her with gritted teeth, clenching her teeth. Noisy, obviously angry at her to the extreme.

"Okay!" Yi Qinghan said calmly, "It's okay for her to be a girl." Xing'er suddenly smiled brightly, and got closer.His faint fragrance came from the nose, very attractive.My heart can't help but flutter...

A door opened, and bright lights shone through. In the cold, there was a little warmth. "Go in!" Several men in black pushed them rudely and pushed them in.

Xing'er fell to the cold and stiff ground, she was so badly wounded that she couldn't get up.She let out a low cry and cursed secretly.Yi Qinghan stood indifferently, looking at Xing'er's wrinkled face, she couldn't help frowning.

"Little prince of the Xiaoyao Palace, it's really unavoidable to wait so slowly!" A deep and desolate voice came from above the main hall, as if filled with unresolved vicissitudes and sadness.

Xing'er quickly raised her head and looked at the person sitting on the big chair.Wearing a robe as black as ink, as calm as Yuanyue, with a pair of eyes as deep as the sea, piercing and piercing, and at a glance, they are as sharp as electricity, as if they can read people's hearts.Thin lips, slashed face, thin as a knife, cold and hard as a stone, looks like a demon, but also upright and awe-inspiring.

His gaze, as sharp as a knife's edge, swept over Xing'er's face lightly, Xing'er's heart shuddered, and a chill appeared, and she lowered herself involuntarily.

"The old man knows my identity?" Yi Qinghan smiled calmly, showing no trace of fear, "Since you know, why did you force me to come back?" He is outstanding and extremely intelligent, seeing him today, he is as expected!"

Yi Qinghan smiled, and said: "The old man has won the prize! But I don't know, what is it to catch me here?" His warm eyes gradually turned cold, "Don't the old man be afraid of death?" "Death?" The old man in black Laughing loudly, his eyes were full of sarcasm, "This old man may have died dozens of times already! I don't care anymore!"

(End of this chapter)

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