The protagonist of fast wear continues to collapse

Guan Lang was shocked by this picture. He took a big step forward, and he didn't leave Shi Jianyu behind at the fastest speed.Turned into a streamer and passed across Guan Lang's fingers, there was no trace left behind, and there was nowhere to look for it.Even Xiao Tingyu, who was able to ask a question or two, was concerned about Rong Xian's safety, and rushed to Rong Xian's room early.

It's a pity that when Xiao Tingyu passed by, it was already time for Yiwan.In the bath barrel behind the screen, there was a thin mist of hot water.From the water marks left on the wooden floor, a few footprints left by Rong could be vaguely discerned.The footprints are slightly chaotic.It is not difficult to guess how flustered Rong Xian was at that time.Even the shoes are too late to put on, and the blue robe is draped over the screen.The night wind was slightly cool, and the chill was overwhelming.Xiao Tingyu couldn't help but worry that Rong Xian would be exposed to the cold wind in such a cool temperature.

Xiao Tingyu, who used to be calm and composed, had a calm expression on his face, unable to see how tormented he is now.But the slightly trembling fingertips that took out the tracking talisman were destined to be unable to calm down.Xiao Tingyu, who was standing in the center of the room, looked cold and hard.His white and slender fingertips were holding on to a talisman drawn in gold sand, surrounded by a blue magic circle.The white and clean robe and the long hair with the shawl automatically fluttered in the formation without the wind, reflecting Xiao Tingyu's face in the dark, with a murderous aura in those stubborn eyes Intimidating.

If the mysterious person who took away Rong Xian was standing in front of Xiao Tingyu at this moment.I'm afraid that Xiao Tingyu's murderous intent has already been tortured to death without a whole body.For the first time, this man who pursued the righteous way like a god had the idea of ​​wanting to kill a person. Invisibly, this man successfully shook Xiao Tingyu's perseverance in pursuing the right way.

I don't know if it's a blessing or a bad thing!

And Rong Xian who was taken away was not in a life-threatening predicament like Xiao Tingyu thought.On the contrary, Rongxian enjoys the highest courtesy and is taken care of by others, that pair of future feet with shoes and socks.The puppet slave under the Holy Son's helmet carefully took out a pair of soft white socks, and put them on those feet that were as smooth as jade and had powdery fingertips.The delicate satin shoes with white soft soles included Rong Xian's feet, and Rong Xian, who was somewhat embarrassed, was carefully waited on and dressed neatly.

Shen Tingzhi, who has been tidied up, appears to be Shen Tingzhi who has the same appearance as himself, compared with Shen Tingzhi who is embarrassed and sickly.The complexion is ruddy, and the well-dressed appearance is relatively more vigorous, no matter how similar the two look.In the eyes of all the puppets, his appearance is still much more eye-catching.

"Who are you? Why are you so similar to the one I was born with?" Shen Tingzhi, who was seriously injured and imprisoned by a slave for a long time, his decadent and sick face showed a little more fragility than his resolute appearance, more What's more, when he saw Rong Xian, the ashen eyes were full of shock.

Rong Xian's waist-length head full of blue hair hangs over her shoulders, and has never been tied up with a hairpin.He casually let his hair full of black hair fall on his robe, under Shen Tingzhi's watching eyes, Rong Xian pretended to be relaxed and gently wrapped his fingertips around the hair hanging down on his chest.The pair of eyebrows and eyes similar to Shen Tingzhi's are facing Shen Tingzhi's four eyes, looking at each other's eyes with different expressions.

No one can figure out what the other person is thinking.

Surrounded by puppet slaves and mirror clouds, Rong Xian looked like a superior, and stopped at the bedside of Shen Tingzhi, who was now a prisoner.When Shen Tingzhi opened his mouth to ask Rong Xian's identity, Rong Xian who stopped his pace answered Shen Tingzhi's question a little later.

"The people of the demon race respectfully call me Qiuyin, the holy son, but you always call me Qiuyinyin, a poisonous woman and a wicked girl. Whether it's a man or a woman, it's all me Qiuyin." Rong Xian used that pride without fear Shen Tingzhi, who looked at him with resentful eyes in reply, was no different from stimulating Shen Tingzhi's nerves that were on the verge of collapse in disguise.

"People of the demon clan are heinous. You killed my entire clan, and now you dare to appear in front of me without any guilt. You really deserve to die."

"Then you kill me, Shen Ting knows you hate it, then do it."

"Holy Son, don't..." Jing Yun originally wanted Rong Xian to come over to deal with Shen Tingzhi who had no desire to survive, but he never expected that Rong Xian would provoke Shen Tingzhi to hurt him.How can Jing Yun, who puts Rong Xian's life above his own, agrees to Rong Xian.

It's a pity that Rong Xian didn't buy into his dissuasion, and Rong Xian raised his hand to stop what he wanted to say later.Seeing Rong Xian's appearance, he didn't want to listen to Jing Yun's earnest words.