"Brother Jue, let's go out and play. I don't know where Hao went. It just happened that there were just two of us, so we secretly went out to play."
Walking down the streets of London with a handsome ancient man on your arm must be extremely exciting.
"Brother Jue, let me take you to change your hairstyle. Well, you are like this, wearing modern clothes and holding an ancient bun. It's so weird. The more I look at it, the more I want to laugh."
Murong Jue obeyed her in everything. They sat in the car and he became curious again.[
"What is this? A carriage?" Murong Jue spared his head, his ability to accept was almost reaching saturation.
An Ying has long been accustomed to his curiosity,
"This is a car, and it means the same thing as the carriage in your mouth. Brother Jue, from now on, you can only ask me these questions. Don't ask others, I'm afraid you will be laughed at by others, hehe."
A big boy who looked twenty years old, well, she almost forgot: "Brother Jue, how old are you?"
He's not over 1,500 years old like Hao!
"Me? Five hundred and thirty-five years old." Murong Jue said slowly.
Three black lines appeared on An Ying's forehead. Sure enough, there are some people in this world who must not be judged by their appearance.
Ahem——
From now on, she will never ask how old the people around Hao are.
Their car was driving on the streets of London when several vehicles of unknown origin suddenly appeared behind them.
Unfortunately, An Ying and Murong Jue had no idea.
An Ying spotted a high-end barber shop and pulled Murong Jue into it.
When she came out again, Murong Jue looked completely new. She had a short haircut, and her evil aura was not reduced at all.
"My head feels very light and tasseled. Is this really like a cricket?"
He still wasn't used to An Ying calling a handsome man Cricket, and he always felt weird.
An Ying nodded sharply and whispered in his ear: "Did you see that there are so many beauties ogling you? Hehe, you are so handsome."
"What, Cricket is stunned? What are you talking about!" Murong Jue pinched her.
He looked curiously at the high-rise buildings and the men and women in strange clothes on the street, and he couldn't get used to it for a while.