The villain of fast time travel is paranoid

Chapter 358

Covered in red, Qin Anran closed his eyes, feeling dizzy more and more.Pursing his lips, the young man in the memory of the original owner was brave and warm, but the coldest, just like Su Muqian, Xu Shi was eager when he looked at it from a distance, but Su Muqian was the original owner's salvation in the darkness, but now after getting along with him, his heart has faded Quite a few, the obsession is not deep anymore, she has never been a sentimental person. Since the original owner's obsession with Su Muqian has faded a lot, she no longer deliberately conquers it.

According to the original owner's original long-cherished wish, this task will take another month to complete. Now, according to the agreement signed with Xuanyuan Mu, if everything is carried out step by step, more than half of it will be completed, and the rest depends on what Su Muqian will do.

Qin Anran married into the Prince Regent's Mansion to be the Princess Regent. Naturally, the wedding was a big deal, with a lot of red makeup, the beauty was soft and pretty, and the son was suave, handsome and unrestrained.

The people in the city also wanted to see the demeanor of this talented woman in the capital and the prince regent, so they all stopped to watch.

"Will it be very tiring?" Qin Anran put his hand on Xuanyuanmu's, looked at the corner of the street through the hijab.

Xuanyuanmu shook his head and softened his voice: "With me, no."

Qin Anran's heart tightened, something was about to come out, and he was forced back again, Qin Anran was out of breath under the weight of the heavy jewelry on his head, took a deep breath, responded in a low voice, and closed his eyes Only then did he raise his head, and followed Xuanyuanmu forward amidst the noise.

Today, the ending of the story is also the ending of you and me.Qin Anran was carried on Xuanyuanmu's back.Feelings are really not a good thing. The feelings of the original owner implanted are integrated with her. After all, you can feel the heartbeat and hope of the original owner, and live yourself in the dust. With this love, you will sink into the dust. Speak, dare not step forward.

As if sensing Qin Anran's emotions, Xuanyuanmu lowered his voice: "Anran, everything will be fine."

Yeah?Qin Anran sat in the bridal sedan chair, lowered her eyes, looked at her frighteningly thin wrist, and covered her mouth, probably not for long.Suddenly hearing a commotion outside the sedan chair, Qin Anran raised a corner of the curtain, saw You standing in the middle holding a sword, with a cold face, saw the sedan chair stop, slowly pulled out the sword from the scabbard, and pointed at the horse on the horse's back. Xuanyuanmu: "Qin Anran, why did you do this?"

"Jieyou, put down the sword." A cool voice came from the sedan chair, Jieyou's eyes turned red when he heard it, and he pursed his lips tightly, still holding the sword.

With a soft sigh, Qin Anran raised the curtain and walked out of the sedan chair, his voice was calm and cool: "What Su Muqian acquiesced to, since he doesn't want me, why should I touch him?"

Without waiting for Jieyou to speak, Qin Anran felt dizzy for a while. He couldn't help but support his head and shook it lightly, preventing others from seeing that he pulled off the hijab covering his head. However, it looks like a kaoling snow lotus, even if the face is slightly modified, it can't hide the fragility in it.

As soon as Qin Anran retracted his hand, the red hijab fluttered away with the wind, stretched out his hand to Xuanyuan Mu, tilted his head, and smiled lightly with his red lips: "Jieyou, why are you doing this? You and I are both from this country." Dust particles, pawns in other people's hands."

Xuanyuanmu got off his horse and walked towards Qin Anran with steady steps. He was slightly taken aback when he heard Qin Anran's words, and after a little thought, he realized that Qin Anran already knew all of this. This game of chess for this country was so sudden that he felt pity for Qin Anran. Come with Su Muqian.

"I'm tired, hurry up." Qin Anran leaned in Xuanyuanmu's arms, got on the horse with Xuanyuanmu's strength, and then went away.

After sluggishly resolving his worries, Qin Anran whispered: "The superior is the most important."

"Mu'er."

"Is the Lord of God's Domain very free on weekdays?"

Mu'er was taken aback for a moment, lowered his head slightly, smoothed his eyebrows and eyes, and said softly, "Why did the priest ask like this?"

He took off the hairpin on his head, played with it in his hands, looked down at the emerald green jade hairpin in his hand and hooked his lips, and his expression faded: "A little curious."

"Master Wuyu is free and in a hurry on weekdays. The banquet is about to start, priest." Hearing Mu'er's ambiguous answer, Xia Weiwei smiled undeniably, thought about it, stood up and took care of the cumbersome things on his body. Palace dress.

What is the relationship between the Master of Wuyu Godland and his own little priest? But the body protection ring didn't respond to Wuyu, even he didn't reject it in the slightest.

He supported the hairpin on his head and tilted his neck, but a banquet is so cumbersome, the lights in front are bright, and all kinds of people flock to it.

"Fifth Priest." The girl in a long blue dress stopped Xia Weiwei, and saluted Xia Weiwei politely.

Nodding lightly, his eyes lightly skipped the dark blue scales on the girl's hand, and looked forward.Zhao Qianran, before being selected into God's Domain as an executor, was a princess of the water tribe in her world.

Zhao Qianran followed Xia Weiwei, half a step behind Xia Weiwei and half a step earlier than Mu'er, with her head slightly lowered: "How are the five priests?"

"What's the matter with you?" Xia Weiwei stopped, turned slightly, with a cold expression.

"The fifth priest is still the same as before, cold and arrogant." Zhao Qianran took a step back, squinted her eyes and smiled, the blue scales on the side of her face set off against her fair face, making her look extremely bewitching: "I heard The five priests have forgotten the past, is this true?"

Xia Weiwei just looked at Zhao Qianran without saying a word, but this scene felt inexplicably familiar to her, her expression was as usual, without words.

"Oh! This is a heartbreaking thing!" Zhao Qianran raised her hand and leaned against her beautiful lips, a smile almost overflowed from her eyes, but she was extremely mocking: "After all, the fifth priest will be like today or that People have already done it with their own hands."

Mu'er put down his hands, his face was cold: "You have overstepped the distance, Envoy Zhao."

"Heh! Over the distance" Zhao Qianran turned her head, caressed the place where Mu'er had beaten, looked up to the sky and laughed, half-closed her eyes, and raised her hand to hit her.

Xia Weiwei frowns slightly and teleports to Zhao Qianran, holds Zhao Qianran's hand, and gently draws her carefully drawn lips, seeing Zhao Qianran's eyes become more and more indifferent: "If you don't understand, why not?"

"What about the distance?"

The surroundings became more and more noisy, Xia Weiwei frowned, and said lightly, "Get out."

The bustling sounds gradually disappeared, and the footsteps of the onlookers stopped again, looking forward.

Looking up, the face of the person coming against the light was not very clear, squinting his eyes slightly, Xia Weiwei's heart skipped a beat, let go of Zhao Qianran's hand, pursed his lips and turned around coldly.

"Where is the fifth priest going?" Before Xia Weiwei could react, someone held his hand and put it in his arms, and whispered softly like a feather to Xia Weiwei's heart.

(End of this chapter)