Chunyu Zijin smiled slightly and said, "Let them come in."
The ghost raised his eyebrows and walked in gracefully. Chunyu Zijin was a little puzzled every time he saw this scene.
Gui Mei is a man with excellent martial arts skills and a wild personality. On the surface, he seems to be an irregular person, but in fact... he is a knife that has not yet been released from the body. No one knows how terrifying this man is.
If he thought, how could he become a killer after already dominating one side?
If you say you like killing people, that would definitely be a lie. No one likes to have their hands stained with blood.[
As for the other one, it would be strange if she would believe that this is his real name!
No, no, who is he going to miss?
His white clothes were as flowing as an immortal, and his long silver hair was flowing down like a fairy. Only the bamboo hat on his head and the green gauze in front of him obscured his face, making it difficult for people to see clearly and guess.
Despite this, she always felt as if she had seen him somewhere
It felt too familiar, or maybe because of the similar temperament, she could even smell the familiar light fragrance of orchid and bamboo on him.
Occasionally, she felt in a daze, maybe it was Lan Qingruo's fantasy, but she had seen him after taking off his bamboo hat. His face was old and plain, and his voice was hoarse and vicissitudes of life.
No, he is definitely not the man whom I love deeply.
Hidden ghosts and mysterious disappearances
"How is it?" Chunyu Zijin asked with a smile, and continued to smash the sour plums in his mouth. It tasted so good!
Chunyu Zijin had no idea how charming the little expression on his face was, so that Lan Qingruo was stunned for a moment after he came in. Fortunately, there was Qingsha negative in front of him, plus the coquettish ghost next to him,
No one noticed his abnormality.
Lan Qingruo, who quickly reacted, sat down with the ghost and coughed a few times. Under the veil, his handsome face without disguise was pale and his lips were pale.
His body was deteriorating and getting weaker. The several medicines Lan Qingling gave him before leaving could not restrain the churning of blood in his body. The limit of his blood had reached his limit. He could only hope that he could accompany Zijin through this difficulty smoothly, or die.
I don’t want to die with regrets either.
Before leaving, Lan Qingling urged him to go back with the glazed dragon beads within a month, and then find a way to combine Feng Yu's power to extend his life.
One month...
Qing Ling didn't know that since the day he decided to leave Tianche, he had no intention of going back.
Without Zijin, Qingling would have to let him live for a few more months or years, which would be painful for him.
He would be happy to be with Zijin, even if he only had a few days to live.
"Princess, don't worry, I'm a professional! Hey, according to the past, this head would cost one thousand eight hundred gold, but now we don't even have a copper. It's really sad..." the ghost said pretending to be melancholy, but
It's just a joke.
Qingshi immediately took it, glared, and said: "What? You still want money?" [
"I don't dare to ask for money, but... people can still do it..." Gui Mei thought thoughtfully, looking at Qingshi with a gangster's eyes, looking at Qingshi from the beginning, all the way to the feet, and then upward, and so on.
Repeatedly, the meaning in those words was very clear.
After he finished speaking, Qingshi immediately raised her eyebrows and raised her palm to strike at the ghost.
This guy who can't control his foul mouth should really be taught a lesson.