This prince! Come again?

Zhao Yue frowned and turned her face to the other side, smiling awkwardly: "Don't say that, this is what I should do, I don't want to give it back."

Fu Chen snorted a little smile from his nose, then he suddenly raised his hand and pinched Zhao Yue's jaw: "Do you think I will believe Yue'er's willful words?"

Zhao Yue had already turned halfway through her head and was forced to get back by Fu Chen. Facing his eyes that were close to her, she was the sound of her heartbeat in her head. She grinned awkwardly and chuckled twice.

If it were the past, Zhao Yue would have taken out her jade flute and fought with the prince in front of her, but now this is the complete home court of the dragon clan in the territory of Kunlun Palace, under the great dragon vein!

Even if I am the lord of chaos in all the worlds and the ancient god who controls time cannot violate the power of nature. Compared with the bonus of this great dragon vein to the dragon clan, I am also suppressed by the breath of this great dragon vein.

In other words, if you fight with the prince in front of you now, you may not be able to win!

Seeing that Fu Chen seemed to have been sure that she did not dare to act rashly, she became more and more arrogant. She actually raised her hand and unbuttoned the thin under her neck in front of Zhao Yue.

Zhaoyue felt numb all over, and her goose bumps rippled from the top of her head to her heels like waves, and she exclaimed in her heart that something was wrong.

At this moment, the man in front of him clamped her jaw, as if he had a lot of strength, and no matter how hard Zhaoyue struggled and twisted, she did not relax at all.

She was like that, forced to watch him slowly unbutton the second button. Almost at the same time, nine white tails behind her suddenly appeared, blooming slightly like flowers.

Zhao Yue was shocked and raised her eyes. Fu Chen's eyebrows and eyes in front of her suddenly matured a lot. The dark eyebrows and willow leaves were thin eyes, and the raised eyes were filled with a faint blush.

Little bastard! Can you actually read the fox clan charming technique once?!

This is really amazing! Zhao Yue couldn't stand the fox clan charming technique with the addition of the great dragon vein, and suddenly felt a burst of blood rushing towards her head.

At that moment, her heart was like millions of harmonious divine beasts running by, wishing she could flirt with the man in front of her on the ground.

The slender and fair fingers, the warm aura from the cover, and even the original butt hair on the neck didn't feel that there was any special collarbone and Adam's apple. Now it looks extremely beautiful and extremely domineering!

Guigui!

Who can withstand this?

All of this finally stopped in an awkward and inexplicable place. Zhao Yue slowly left a line of nosebleeds. When he saw the nosebleeds, Fu Chen couldn't help laughing.

Feeling that Zhao Yue was bullied, she tilted her mouth, covered her nose with dissatisfaction, and gave Fu Chen a blank look. She was extremely angry, and walked around Fu Chen in front of her, raised her head and walked towards the well next to the yard.

I saw Fu Chen spread his hands and laughing happily without saying anything. Looking at her very dissatisfied back, she let out a sigh of relief.

Just now when he picked up the pen, he clearly saw Zhaoyue's inexplicable loss and melancholy expression from the corner of his eyes, which made him feel tight.

Although I don’t know why the woman in front of me was so melancholy, seeing her so lonely and secretly sad, it was like twisting Fu Chen’s heart and causing a slight pain.

He and her had passed each other because of a small misunderstanding, and they were idle for a lifetime, which made him feel at ease and misappropriate. He held such a woman in his palm for thousands of years.

Should we have the chance to meet again this time be said to be due to destiny or to say it is supreme luck?

No matter what kind of situation it is in the end, in Fu Chen's eyes, the only people and things in this world who can bully Zhaoyue and make her show such a look will be herself from today.

No matter who she was, no matter who she had passed by, who had seen, who had been in the long river of time, and who had been in his heart, from today to now, she is the treasure of his life, his other shore, and his destiny.

At night, the coldness of the Northern Wilderness almost stained every leaf of this spacious courtyard, and even the bluestone slab under her feet rose outwards. Zhao Yue was wearing the winter clothes sent by Ji Rui, leaning against the door frame with her neck curled up.

Fu Chen turned his head slightly, watched her rubbing her hands and getting angry, and threw the fox fur that was sunken on her body from the inner room into her arms.

The woman in front of her frowned and buried her in: "How can I teach you how to wear such a thick dress?"

But even though he said that, he didn't see the way he wanted to put it down. He held both hands and shook them on his back: "Forget it, warm it first, warm it first."

In fact, Fu Chen felt a little hot.

It was obvious that I had received the winter school uniform from Yuehai Huanhua Pavilion before, but the woman felt that the set could not resist the coldness of Kunlun Palace in the Northern Wilderness, so she got another outfit with a completely different style from the previous ones.

The original black Xuantian Star outer shirt turned into a golden embroidered dragon pattern cloud decoration, with a hollow gold-lined waist seal. The sleeves were a little wider, and the hem of the lace was much tighter than the black one.

Whether from the perspective of shape or style, this set is more suitable for using swords.

The most important thing is that even Fu Chen's clothes can be used as a Qiankun bag, and its value is at least Liancheng.

At first Fu Chen felt that there was no need to change his clothes, but seeing Zhaoyue change her clothes, she stood by and clearly distinguished with her, and felt inexplicably unhappy.

It was as if she had drawn a line in vain.

Looking at the dark skylight under her clothes that turned into a white tattoo, she turned around twice on her clothes like a mockery, and slept in the corner of her skirt with her back to him, and she was even more unhappy.

"Ji Rui is really amazing." Zhao Yue leaned on the door frame, looking at Fu Chen who was so arrogant and handsome, perfectly interpreting what it means to rely on clothes. "I just talked to her and don't do it too poorly. This little girl actually took out all the treasures of the mountain to make clothes. I don't know if Ye Ming knew. If he knew, he would probably be cursing us both."

The boy in the yard held a long sword in his hand, and the faint blue light on the sword body surged. The cold eyes and the quiet courtyard formed a brilliant painting, which made Zhaoyue see the god for a moment.

After a long time, she put the fox fur next to her and the white jade flute in her sleeve slid out.

"I only did these ten moves twice each, so you can see clearly." After saying that, he turned his head slightly, glanced at the big tree outside the room, raised his hand and waved it, and a barrier wrapped the two of hers in it.

"I use the flute as a sword, and I'm sure."

Zhao Yue let out a breath, and then, suddenly, the jade flute seemed to have a soul in her hand. With the rise and fall of her wrist, it seemed to have split countless holes in the entire yard.

Fu Chen held her cuffs and looked at every movement, the position of her feet, the strength of her wrists, the way of turning, and even breathing and breathing.

Just one stick of incense and ten actions proved Fu Chen's speculation.

This woman's swordsmanship is not necessarily inferior to him.
Chapter completed!