Tangli Palace

Su Zhao was silent for a moment and said softly: "The Taoist conduct of the Master Hehuan Sect is far higher than that of me. Unless... the master's seniors take action, I am really powerless."

Wei Jing was not disappointed when she heard this. Knowing that this was not a matter of a few words, she said, "Immortal, I still need to make a long-term plan."

Su Zhao said: "Your Highness, it's getting late, I'll go back first..."

Wei Jing said: "The immortal will...?"

Before Wei Jing finished speaking, she saw a flash of figure. She couldn't help but feel shocked. She saw the young sword immortal opposite her, who had already arrived behind her, reached out and gently covered her mouth, and quickly drew two words on her back:

"Someone!"

Wei Jing's heart moved, and indeed the light of the glass pearls in the spiritual platform shone brightly, reflecting a scene. In the sky, the leader of Hehuan, Ye Shihuan, released his spiritual thoughts everywhere and looked around, frowned, and suddenly fled towards Tangli Palace.

"Go to the bed." Wei Jing whispered.

I felt that the person behind me gently wrapped around my shoulders and quickly fled to the bed with me.

A mirror hung above the brocade bed, and light and shadow flashed.

"Your Highness, can you be in the palace?"

A faint voice sounded, gathered into lines, and broke through the tightly-covered hall door, the open and open hall, and the heavily locked pearl curtains were accurately transmitted to the palace and landed in front of Wei Jing's bed.

Under the sky, Ye Shihuan stood in a long robe, with his hands behind his back, and said with a faint smile: "Your Highness, Princess, I know you are not sleeping, so please come out and talk."

But I was not allowed to chase the people who broke into the palace forbidden that night. When I passed by Tangli Palace, I saw the lights on, and felt a bit like chatting.

Wei Jing said coldly: "Sect Master Ye, I have already gone to bed. Sect Master Ye is the leader of a sect. This act of spying on others makes people feel cold!"

This woman knew that even though the voice was low, Ye Shihuan could hear it.

Ye Shihuan was speechless for a moment and said lightly: "Why should your highness be so distant? Mr. Wei will betroth you as my wife. You are already my fiancée..."

It turns out that Ye Shihuan wandered through the flowers and had never met a woman as hard as Wei Jing. At first, he just wanted to use this woman to cultivate the dual cultivation of humanitarian dragon energy, but frequently used methods, and was always avoided by this woman "predicting the enemy's opportunity first", which made her personality become more and more intense.

"Stop!" Wei Jing shouted coldly.

She was not very afraid of Ye Shihuan. This person was the leader of the sect. Although he was a little bit greasy, he would not force others. However, she was not completely self-protection.

She always had a faint feeling that if anyone dared to force her to die without a burial place, this would be the one she faced behind her...

Wei Jing frowned and felt something strange under her buttocks. After a moment, a hint of shame and anger flashed in her bright eyes and she spat in her secretly.

Ye Shihuan asked for a soft nail, and his face looked a little bad, and said, "Your Highness, if it weren't for me, the Crown Prince Wei Zhong would have been suspicious of Wei Jun. I would like to advise you, I am limited in patience."

He snorted coldly and left in disappointment.

"He's gone." Wei Jing breathed a long sigh and whispered to the young sword fairy behind her.

Su Zhao coughed and got up, and said intimately, when he heard about his fiancée, for some reason, desire was growing. At present, he was sleeping... Su Zhao frowned and secretly dispelled the messy thoughts, and said intimately, it was all Yu Xishuang! He had just been picked up and ran away without a trace.

Wei Jing was clearly a very smart woman. Instead of mentioning that, she sighed quietly and said, "Immortal Master Qin heard that the leader of Hehuan Sect ignored his identity and wanted to force me to accept it. If he had not met Master Qin, my final result would be nothing more than becoming a toy for these demons."

I have to say that Wei Jing's pitiful, sad and sad appearance is in a strong contrast with her previous strength and calmness. However, it is precisely this inconsistent feeling that can best inspire a man's desire to protect.

A beautiful woman is born to motivate men's emotions.

When Su Zhao heard this, she was silent for a moment and said, "It's not like this, I'm here."

Then, I heard a crying sound, "Immortal Master Qin, why is my life so miserable..."

As he said that, Gong Shangli threw herself into Su Zhao's arms, picked up her shoulders, and felt a sudden collapse in her mentality and confide in strangers.

Su Zhao's face paused slightly, a strange light flashed in her eyes, and she thought, "This is... I've encountered a high-level green tea."

Until now, he was just acting, but his acting was more fun at the beginning. At this moment, he really cosplayed a young sword immortal who had been drinking ice for ten years and was hard to get cold and passionate.

"A holy hand like Ye Shihuan can do nothing. If this princess Xiangcheng is really a white lotus without any means, who would believe it?" Su Zhao's eyes drooped slightly, thinking, "The more beautiful a woman is, the more she will be able to lie."

On this side, Wei Jing took a deep breath, and there were still tears in her eyelashes. She turned over her head, wiped the tears, and said, "Immortal Qin is laughing."

Su Zhao said: "The most ruthless imperial family."

Wei Jingying bit her cherry lips with her teeth. Looking at the boy who was much younger than her opposite, she said softly: "Immortal Master Qin, can I call you Brother Qin?"

Su Zhao was stunned for a moment, her eyes deeper.

I couldn't help but feel numb for this series of operation shows. You think it was Stockholm symptoms. Sorry, I successfully completed the role transformation from "meat ticket" to "sister" in just a short time. It was completely natural and seamless.

Su Zhao felt that she could not follow the pace of the Princess of the Wei Kingdom and said, "Oh, will that be too fast? Brother Qing, this..."

But his hands were not slow, and he hugged Wei Jing's shoulder-cutting.

Wei Jing Qiushui's bright eyes clearly had a strange look. She glanced at Su Zhao from the corner of her eyes. Seeing that her face was normal and her eyes were clear, she said in her thoughts, it seemed that she was thinking too much...

However, Wei Jing sighed quietly, her delicate body still trembled, and her eyes looked at Su Zhao pitifully.

Su Zhao said intimately that the response was full, and it was inviolable and had an internal taste.

"What's the sigh?" Su Zhao asked silently for a moment.

Wei Jing smiled miserably and said, "A bird in a cage like me is indeed not worthy of being a god like Brother Qin."

Su Zhao stretched out her hand and wandered and said softly: "I can't climb up."

Wei Jing's delicate body trembled, her body stiffened, almost as if she was a ghost, and she felt ashamed and angry. She had seen at this moment that this young man was not ignorant of the world, and it was clearly...

Suspicion arose in my heart. The person I saw in my previous life was obviously not like this. Although I became a little cold-hearted,...

Could it be that something went wrong?

"Uh, Master Qin..." Wei Jing's delicate body shook, and an unconscious humming sounded from her lips. She frowned her bright eyes under her eyebrows, and she showed a hint of shock and anger.

This... Suli Beads must have had a problem.

"I've been hit by the demon genius curse..." Su Zhao's palm suddenly climbed to the top, kneaded it, and said in Wei Jing's ear.

"Demon Man's Art Curse?" Wei Jing opened her beautiful eyes wide and she snorted softly. I don't know if it was because of the numbness and lightning that swept across her body, or because she was shocked by the words of the Art Curse, she was stunned.

"Did you see the butterfly mark in the heart? It was the curse of lust given to me by a demon of Hehuan Sect..." Su Zhao said in a low voice, as if he was the upper body of the movie emperor, he pushed open his clothes with one hand and showed his heart. A hint of pain appeared on his cold face, and said: "Can't control it... forgive me."

Wei Jing's heart trembled, and she felt the butterfly mark, her breath was mysterious and evil. She suddenly realized why, she dodged Su Zhao's grasp, frowned and said, "Brother Qin, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's okay," Su Zhao couldn't tell whether the girl was acting or showing her true feelings for a while, and she stopped playing with her, and said, "I'll adjust my breath after cross-legging."

As he said that, he sat up to his knees, his eyes closed, and he returned to his cold and indifferent expression.

Wei Jing looked at the boy's appearance and tidied up her lower clothes. She felt that it hurts by being pinched, and for some reason she felt anger in her heart.

She just now...why did she feel like she was taken advantage of?
Chapter completed!