Wearing a navy blue gown, he wears a curtain that reaches up to his chin. He has a tall and erect body, the knuckles of his raised fingers are clear and strong, and his voice is cold and powerful.

"Master." Lan Jingluo blurted out while avoiding Yi Tingfeng, looking at the person coming.

"Why are you willing to become a monster?" Her horn stung Feng Feiyou's eyes. What did you go through when I couldn't see it? Luo'er.

"Of course it's to be with me." Yi Tingfeng looked at her strange expression and said provocatively.

Lan Jingluo touched his horn and said, "Master, what's wrong with demons and ghosts? Are you discriminating against the blood in your disciple's body?"

Feng Feiyou wanted to say, I know the blood of your parents, and naturally I also know that you may inherit the blood of the demon clan. But he kept his mouth shut and chose to fight with Yi Tingfeng. What should he explain?

Do I have the opportunity to fall into sin myself, or am I torturing my disciple? Master and disciple... are inherently against the laws of nature and ethics.

You have hurt me too many times and you cannot tolerate it. Looking at Yi Tingfeng's deliberately provocative smile, his eyes under the curtain revealed a coldness.

Don’t want to explain? Lan Jingluo bit his lip, Master, in your eyes, the post-God clan is more important. Important enough that you don’t care about other people’s lives, important enough to feel pain and anger when you look at the ghost horns on my forehead.

Damn it! Your appearance can affect her mood changes more than mine. Yi Ting Feng became impetuous and started fighting with Feng Feiyou.

The two of them fought so hard that Lan Jingluo turned around and left. Fight, fight, fight as you like.

She found a roof and lay down, staring at the sky in boredom. Lan Jingluo didn't want to talk to anyone now. She hated herself for not living up to expectations, and she kept arguing with them and causing chaos, which only added to her worries.

"An Yi, you're right here." Lan Jingluo changed into a comfortable position, resting his hands under his head.

"My subordinate is here." An Yi flashed and stood beside her.

"Where did you go just now?" If An Yi had been by his side, he wouldn't have taken action slower than his master.

An Yi turned into a statue and remained silent. He knelt on his knees beside her, never uttering a word from his mouth. How could I tell you the ugly thoughts in my heart?

"If you don't want to, forget it, stop kneeling, sit down next to me, or lie down." Lan Jingluo patted the tiles next to him, looking lazy and weak.

After staying for a while, An Yi chose to sit next to her. After sitting down, he did not move, just like a vase placed aside for people to admire.

"An Yi, tell me a joke." Lan Jingluo turned to look at him and said dullly.

He tried hard to search for the knowledge he had learned in his mind, but only how to save people. They were secret guards, and they were not here to make people happy. After holding it in for a long time, An Yi finally said, "I don't know how to do it."

"Then let me see what you look like." Lan Jingluo turned his head and yawned, obviously embarrassing him.

He could feel her unhappiness and wanted to dispel her sadness. An Yi slowly moved his hand up and looked at her profile with a pair of eyes.

Lan Jingluo noticed his focused gaze and turned her head to look at him again. Unexpectedly, he really wanted to take off the mask, so she didn't stop him.

He closed his eyes as if he were dead and took off his mask.

Lan Jingluo opened her mouth slightly. He looked like a good man! When she came here, she had not seen a man of this type and temperament for a long time. Lou Shusheng's coldness was too strong, no more than an ice cube.

Both, but still lacks the taste of sunshine compared to him

Just by looking at the outline of his black clothes, you can tell that his figure is definitely muscular, and by looking at his honey-colored skin, which is so healthy and enviable. His facial features are so deep and clear that he doesn’t even need to paint them. Just put them on the stage and he will definitely become

Bodybuilding statues represent ancient Greece.

After not hearing her comment for a long time, An Yi opened his eyes and said in frustration: "Master, I'm ugly, you don't have to think about your words to praise me."

"Masculine and beautiful, a real man!" Lan Jingluo gave him two thumbs up and praised him sincerely.

"Won't the princess find it disgusting? The man has huge muscles and his skin is so dark. Compared with the young men with white porcelain skin, they look like crows." An Yan narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but ask more questions.

Two sentences, this kind of thinking is the mainstream in Qinghuang Kingdom.

Lan Jingluo sat up and faced him face to face and said, "You can't think like this, you are also a kind of beauty! Feminine beauty is like water, winding like silk. Masculine beauty is like mountains, and strong like the sun."

The sun was dazzling. It hung high in the sky, but he could only be in the dark. He couldn't help but glance at the distant sun. It was so high and so hot. How could I be it?

When her face was touched, he stiffened up. He fearfully avoided her curious gaze and suppressed all the things in his mind that shouldn't be there.

The snow-white fingers touch the bronze-like skin, and the difference in color reflects a strange combination of feminine beauty and masculine beauty. Just like the beauty of water mist, the magnificence of mountains and rivers, the mist surrounding the mountains is so beautiful.

"The proportions of this face are so perfect, is it the golden section?" Lan Jingluo chuckled. She originally wanted to touch and see if his face was fake. Otherwise, how could every line be so carefully designed?

It was as if it had been carved. Now I saw that he was shaking exaggeratedly, so I thought of teasing him, so my hand stayed on his face and rubbed it.

He could hardly stand being so close to her, let alone being praised by her with such beautiful words.

"I'm afraid Narcissus will be sad if he sees you, that narcissistic narcissus boy." Lan Jingluo put her hand on his straight nose.

Her mind was in a state of confusion, and she had no idea what she was saying when she opened and closed her mouth. Her motor nerves reacted faster than her brain, and An Yi was like a lit firework, bouncing off the tiles and falling into the air.

And escape.

"This kid is still a little shy." Lan Jingluo shook his head and continued to lie leisurely on the tiles and think about life.

Lan Jianwei squinted her eyes, looked up, compared the height between the roof and the ground, and gave up climbing. He shouted towards the roof: "Fifth sister, come down, I will cooperate with you to give this corner to you today."

Received."

"How can you hold back such an interesting character?" Baiyi flashed past, and Yi Tingfeng was already standing beside Lan Jingluo.

A group of people flying around was really annoying. Lan Jianwei jumped awkwardly and found that she couldn't jump up, so she took out the piece of paper with Ci'an's face printed on it from her arms.

"Attack him in the face!" Lan Jianwei shouted at the ghost.

Lan Jingluo jumped down from the roof, patted Lan Jianwei's shoulder and said, "That guy can melt the ice I summoned. I'm afraid even Ci'an who turned into a demon can't."

"Fifth sister, did you see the magic weapon he was carrying?" Lan Jianwei looked up, and after a while, Feng Feiyou also caught up.
Chapter completed!