The knight in red lit up his eyes and stared at Fengshen's handsome Nangong Hanxi without turning his eyes. "Young Master, it's very dangerous for you to stand in the middle of the road like this, so I'd better not want it next time."

While talking, she pulled the towel down and showed her beautiful face.

Also, the black-clad knight beside her also showed her true face. She was as cold as a flower, and she looked cold.

The group is dressed as women, people in the world.

Nangong Hanxi frowned slightly and said coldly, "Do I know you very well?"

He doesn't like this kind of hot and coquettish woman the most, what a fool.

He is very handsome, but he doesn't like others to drool at him at all.

The woman in red was very bold and arrogant, and she was dancing, "Uh? Do you want to know me very well? Yes, I can't ask for it."

Ji Yue couldn't help laughing and laughed secretly.

Nangong Hanxi's face turned dark and she glared coldly, "...It turns out he is a lunatic."

Oh my god, look for a slap.

He ignored him and waved his whip and was about to rush on his way.

The woman in red caught up on a horse and greeted her enthusiastically, "Young master, where are you going? Why not walk with you together, there are so many people."

She kept staring at him, looking at others as nothing, with obvious intentions.

Nangong Hanxi was so angry that he was called up? "I like Qingjing."

The woman in red seemed to be unable to understand and refused, and smiled happily, "Don't worry, we will speak in a low voice, and we will guarantee that we won't quarrel."

The more angry Nangong Hanxi was, the calmer she became. There were countless ways to repair her, "I don't like to walk with strangers, who knows what evil intentions are hidden?"

The woman in red immediately reacted and said with a smile, "Let me introduce it first. I am Song Yiru, the left guardian of Mingyue Sect, and Fang Yiyan, the right guardian of Fang Yiyan, all of whom are famous figures in the world. When the young master meets me, it is a fate..."

A happy smile appeared on her face, and a scent of courtship filled the air.

Spring is here? Jiyue forced herself to hold back her smile and turned her head, her face turned red.

Oh my god, it's so interesting. Everyone has it these days.

Nangong Hanxi was very upset, "I'm sure, and sure, we have no fate."

Song Yiru gave a charming look, "Young Master, you can't say that. Everything is possible. You and I are destined..."

Nangong Hanxi frowned, "Don't wink at me, Qing is so ugly."

He was obviously a glittering look, but he said that he was just a wink and was also drunk.

The woman in red froze her smile and her mouth twitched.

"Hahaha." Ji Yue burst into laughter.

Song Yiru's face turned red, she became angry and embarrassed. She glared at Jiyue fiercely, and was shocked to see Jiyue's outstanding face, and she was even more displeased.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny? You are not a chastity woman when you walk alone with a big man."

This was a personal attack, and Ji Yue immediately became angry, "What kind of woman am I? It's not your turn to say anything. Oh, are you trying to hook up with a man? Sorry, I'm sorry, I'll remind me, this is on the road, and you are too careless."

Her attack power is so powerful that she is fighting against the enemy, and she is the favorite.

Song Yiru was furious and stretched out her slender fingers, which were covered with bright red colors.

She angrily cursed at Jiyue's nose, "Who are you? You are not qualified to talk to me."

Not only was Jiyue not angry, she smiled meaningfully, "Well, you really don't have the right to do it."

Song Yiru's face changed and she shouted angrily, "You are so brave. Do you know how powerful our Mingyue Sect is?"

"I don't know." Ji Yue brushed her head, her face casually.

She really doesn't know whether Mingyue Sect is a magical monster.

How to get the best?

Didn’t it mean that the women in Qin are very subtle? Why are they crazy when they meet?

Fang Yiyan, a woman in black, remained silent and looked cold. She jumped out now, "My tutor's martial arts skills are invincible in the world, unrivaled in the world, and everyone respects it..."

She talked a lot, and the more Jiyue listened, the more she became, the more she was, how could she be like the tune of the old monster Ding Chunqiu?

"I understand, it turns out it's the Demon Cult."

A strong anger appeared on Fang Yiyan's face, "What Demon Sect? We are a famous and upright sect and are deeply loved by people in the martial arts world."

Song Yiru expressed urgently, "That is, our Mingyue Sect is regarded as a VIP wherever we go. Even the leader of the martial arts world is polite to my tutor."

Their reaction was a bit strange. An unknown light flashed in Jiyue's eyes, and she said seriously, "Very good, you have successfully attracted my attention."

The domineering words made the two women on the opposite side stunned and looked at each other.

Nangong Hanxi became arrogant, "Jiyue, you can only notice me."

This strong sour smell is everywhere.

Jiyue's mouth twitched, could she not be so arrogant? "Don't cause trouble."

She had an inviolable aura, noble and elegant.

They are used to this way of getting along and interacting naturally.

A trace of jealousy flashed in Song Yiru's eyes, "Wow, you are so rude, how can you treat a handsome young man like this? No one likes a woman like you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Hanxi confessed seriously, "I like it."

Song Yiru was stunned. What is their relationship?

This man is so attractive, she likes it!

"Your temper is so good that you can tolerate her rudeness," said Mr.

She instigated intentionally or unintentionally, Nangong Hanxi looked like a fan, "There is no way, I just like her tone, she is so handsome."

"..." Song Yiru looked confused.

Seeing this, Fang Yiyan quickly added.

"Young Master, our Mingyue Sect has many sisters with different personalities. I wonder if you are interested in seeing it."

Mu Jiyue suddenly widened her eyes, I was so fierce!

Nangong Hanxi seemed to step on shit, and his face looked ugly, "I don't want to go to the kiln, my fiancée will beat me to death."

"Puchi." Jiyue was amused.

Fang Yiyan's cold face turned red, angry and angry.

"What did you say? Kiln? You actually treat our Mingyue Sect as a Kiln?"

Nangong Hanxi asked strangely, "You said it yourself, let's see women of all kinds. What's the point of not being a kiln? You often run to the main road to attract customers. It seems that the business is not good."

Jiyue stepped on it without hesitation, "Can it be fine? The delivered door is not worth it. I suggest you pay more. Maybe someone can come to the door for the sake of money."

Fang Yiyan threw out a piece of silver in anger, threw it at Nangong Hanxi's feet, and raised her chin arrogantly, "This is ten taels of silver, young master, what do you think?"

The two of them have different extremes, one is fire and the other is ice.
Chapter completed!