The villain of fast time travel is paranoid

Chapter 402

Dressed in a water-blue gauze dress, with an indifferent expression, she walked into the hall gracefully, with a delicate face that was not indifferent to girls of the same age.

Her indifferent demeanor cannot be ignored, and what is more noticeable on her delicate cheeks is her eyes that are indifferent to the world and have no waves, and seem to be born with melancholy, which makes people feel pity.

The soldiers standing outside the hall saw Hua Qingyan, they all stood up straight, their serious faces were full of awe of Hua Qingyan, and it was only this woman who was outside the hall master that made them feel sincerely awesome people.

Originally only 13 years old, she was dressed in blood and fought her way through the enemy's breakthrough.Every task is completed perfectly.There is no femininity and affectation of a woman, and there is no pretentiousness like those ladies.

His eyes lightly swept over the soldier with a solemn and awe-inspiring face, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised. Only strength, absolute strength, can really make people surrender.

Looking at the magnificent palace that was almost the same as in memory, my heart moved inexplicably.

"Yan'er, are you back?" A lazy male voice came from the hall.

His heart was beating involuntarily, and his breathing became short of breath for a while.

Frowning, holding his heart, unable to control the beating of the heart.

Suppressing his mind, he raised his foot and continued to walk in.

The half-closed warm eyes, the slightly raised corners of the eyes add a bit of seductiveness, there is indeed endless ice in the warm eyes.The corners of the mouth were gently pulled up, and the most gentle arc spread out.

The heart beat faster and faster, allowing Hua Qingyan to wake up from the brief absence.

He looked at Mu Yan who was leaning on the slum with complicated eyes.

Looking at Hua Qingyan, there was no joy or admiration as expected.Frowning indistinctly, he waved to Hua Qingyan and said, "Come here."

The body involuntarily walked towards Mu Yan and stood still before the bed collapsed.

Pursing her lips tightly, Hua Qingyan disliked this feeling of being out of control.He looked at Mu Yan lightly.

Forcibly suppressing the throbbing in her heart, she raised her red lips lightly: "What's the matter?"

Slightly squinting his eyes, Mu Yan was suddenly surprised by Hua Qingyan's words.It seemed that something had changed when she came back this time.In the past, she would only be compliant with him, and she would never talk to him like this.

"Yan'er, what happened?" Holding Hua Qingyan's hand, she seemed to be very fond of these five fingers and played with them lightly.Nudge your index finger.The doubts in my heart are even worse.

"No." He withdrew his hand, put his back behind his back, and said calmly.

"Did the mission go well this time?" He didn't care about Hua Qingyan's movements, stood up, and gently stroked Hua Qingyan's hair.

He lowered his eyes, acting out the waves in his eyes, feeling inexplicably mocked.If he knew that 'Hua Qingyan' was dead, and now she was just a wandering remnant, would, how?
"En." Sitting obediently on the bed, she replied softly.

"Well, it's good, but where is the injury?" Kissing the beginning of Hua Qingyan's tenderness and delicate cheeks is fascinating, so that people ignore the endless ice in the deepest part of the eyes.

Perhaps, the original 'Hua Qingyan' knew everything about Mu Yan, but he loved him to the extreme, neglected too much, and gave up too much.

"No." He raised his head to meet Mu Yan's dark eyes, with the most innocent smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of love for Mu Yan.

outside the hall.

"Sorry, Spirit Lord, no one can enter without the notice from the Hall Master." The guard looked apologetically at the delicate woman in front of him.

"It's okay, you go down first, the master will come and the hall master will know." He said softly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his delicate face was full of infinite charm.The girl known as the spirit master, was dressed in water-red clothes, her waist was contracted ingeniously to perfectly outline the girl's bumpy figure, her facial features were exquisite and beautiful on her palm-sized face, her eyes were slightly bent, There is a pure natural seductiveness in the smile.The slightly raised corners of the mouth are the most deceptive.

"This... okay." The guard hesitated for a moment, thinking that the spirit master would be the wife of the hall master, he gritted his teeth and nodded.

The sparkles in the beautiful eyes flowed, and the curvature of the corner of the mouth seemed to be deeper.Of course Liu Yiling knew why the guard agreed, and the joy in his heart doubled.

Walking towards the hall with every step, Shenglian has a charming posture every step of the way.

Swallowing his saliva, the guard stared at Liu Yiling's back for a while, then finally shook his head and looked away.

In this hall, the president has three beauties who are all over the country, one is Liu Yiling who just entered, the other is the oiran Qiyuemeng of the intelligence building and drunk dream building, and the last one is the top killer Hua Qingyan up.

The three of them all have their own characteristics, and Qiyuemeng is the most bewitching, with those slightly upturned eyes, ecstatic eyes, and every move is full of bewitching aura.Seductive as a demon.

The envoy of the soul, Liu Yiling.Regardless of the eyes, smile, or demeanor, they all give people a sense of comfort like a spring breeze. A shallow and well-placed smile seems to be able to confuse people's hearts.The dust is like a fairy.

As for the top killer, Hua Qingyan.The people in the temple were all in awe and admiration. The girl in blood, her lonely figure, and her cold and arrogant eyes were undoubtedly the most shocking to people like them who were on the edge of their knives day and night. People admire and admire.Cold as a white lotus, bloodthirsty as the other shore.Most of the exquisite faces have no overly expressive expressions, even when they smile, they are alienated and polite, but the temperament that is far away from people and thousands of miles away makes people feel pity.

Dream in July is like a demon, Liu Yiling is like a fairy, Hua Qingyan is like a fairy and a demon.

The three are different, but they all have different beauties and legends.

The three are the dream lovers of all the men in the palace, but no matter which one they are, they are out of reach.

He patted his head and stood up straight with a wry smile. Such a woman and these little guards are incomparable.

"Hallmaster, is Sister Yan'er back?" Liu Yiling's gentle voice came from before entering the main hall.

"En." Seemingly not surprised that Liu Yiling appeared at this time, Mu Yan played with Hua Qingyan's hair with his slender index finger.

"Hehe, Sister Yan'er, it's been more than half a month!" Covering her mouth with a smile, Liu Yiling had already reached the center of the hall.

Liu Yiling's figure flashed across his mind quickly, with the corners of his mouth raised, staring at Liu Yiling with a half-smile.

Liu Yiling, the envoy of souls?From the corner of the eye, he turned to Mu Yan with a lazy expression on his face.There was an interest in his eyes.

"Well, it's been half a month." Standing up, she straightened her wrinkled clothes with a calm expression.

Her fingertips slid down from Hua Qingyan's soft hair, her heart skipped a beat.

"Speaking of which, this time, why is Sister Yan'er so slow? Don't you always pick it up on the same day, and finish it on the same day? Why this time..." Liu Yiling sat on the wooden chair beside her gently, looking at Hua Qingyan, her eyes With provocation.

"But the task deadline has been exceeded?" Liu Yiling continued without waiting for Hua Qingyan to answer.

"This is not within the jurisdiction of the soul." He sneered in his heart, he was a loyal admirer.Hua Qingyan asked to sweep over Liu Yiling's smiling face.She was a little annoyed at Liu Yiling's feelings for Mu Yan.

(End of this chapter)