She tried to take off the mask again, and he held it tighter. Nian Jinshu was not sure for a moment whether he was sober or confused.

"Don't worry, even if you have scars under your mask, as ugly as Yama, I will not be scared." Nian Jinshu held the tea and touched the back of his hand.

The fingers are quite long and look good.

Yan Hui's hands are also pretty good.

Do most of the men's hands look so good?

When the man heard this, he held her tighter.

"How ugly are you? You won't show it?"

"I'll come, I'll come!" Baozi stumbled, and as he walked, the flesh on his stomach trembled, and he took the tea from Jinshu's hand. "Miss Jinshu, you can go and rest."

Since Baozi knew her name, she has always been lukewarm and her attitude can be said to be bad.

At this time, it was like Maitreya Buddha.

Nian Jinshu was puzzled for a moment, but he didn't think, "Feel him."

"You go and rest first."

Nian Jinshu looked alert and chuckled, "I'm about to get engaged, I'm not interested in him. His beauty and ugliness have nothing to do with me. What are you doing with such a vigilance?"

Baozi's sweat on his forehead, "To be honest, he... was burned by a fire, half of his face was damaged, and it was very ugly. He was not allowed to see his true face, otherwise he would kill someone to silence him."

Nian Jinshu thought to himself that his slender waist, collarbone, and hands were all beautiful, and it was a pity that his face was burned.

"Okay, then I'll leave first."

As soon as Nian Jinshu left, the bun took off the man's mask, fed him water, took the box next to him, and gave him another pill, "Young master, you must wake up quickly, it's not advisable to stay for a long time this time."

When the buns go out, the New Year's Jinshu stands under the peach tree in the courtyard. In March, it is the time when the peach blossoms are in full bloom. The girl's face and peach blossoms shine together, making them beautiful under the moon.

She stood with her hands behind her back and looked at the bun with a smile.

Baozi asked, "What's the matter?"

"If I want Biyunzhu, how much bounty is the bounty hunter need?"

Baozi sneered, "You are whimsical, Biyunzhu is on the Demonic Throne. Even if the bounty hunter wants to steal, he will die. No one will accept the order."

Nian Jinshu thought to himself that the Biyunzhu stolen by the bounty hunter in her previous life, and she took the immortal weapon for exchange.

"You don't have the money to buy intelligence, and you still want to hire a bounty hunter." Baozi said lightly, "Tell you truthfully, no matter how much you spend, no one will steal Biyunzhu."

"Why, people die of money, I have immortal tools to exchange."

Baozi said, "Biyunzhu is a symbol of the demon king and a symbol of power in our demon world. Although there is a civil war among the demon clan, the throne is the belief of everyone, and no one will destroy their own belief."

Nian Jinshu frowned slightly. What happened to his previous life?

When I saw the beauty under the moon, I had to sigh.

Such appearances are bound to make people confused.

"You are not as good as your beauty trick to charm the devil king when you find a bounty hunter to steal the Biyunzhu. Maybe it will come faster." Baozi smiled maliciously, "But I don't know how you, a fairy girl, should you hide the fairy spirit on your body."

Nian Jinshu also chuckled and said, "Well, it makes sense, it's worth a try."

Baozi, "Are you serious?"

Nian Jinshu, “I never joke.”

Bun, “Ha!”

He waved his hand and walked out, "Go to bed early, you have everything in your dream."

Nian Jinshu, Baozi has always been kind to the financial owner, so why did he look so cold to her?
Chapter completed!