She seemed to be able to smell the breath of death. The feeling was very strong, so strong that it made people feel very depressed, as if a huge mountain was pressing on her head, making her unable to breathe.
Yun Poyue is not a fool. No matter how arrogant or arrogant she is, she still has to look at her opponent. She has already felt his aura invisibly with this man, so naturally she does not dare to provoke easily. If she loses in front of so many people,
Her reputation would be ruined, and the other two great sages of the Guigu Poison Sect would probably laugh to death if they knew about it.
Therefore, in order to cause unnecessary trouble, she had better not provoke this man. For the first time, Yun Poyue felt that she had pressed her hot face against someone else's cold ass. It was not a good feeling.
"Hahaha
Yun Poyue didn't dare to ask him as arrogantly as before, so she could only reach out and touch Di Wuxie's face, laughing to cover up her embarrassment.[
Yun Po Yue Feng | turned around coquettishly, and the light golden red gauze floated up. The elegant skirt on her body was not much different from the feathers on Lan Mingyou's shoulders. It was very touching. The golden red color also appeared in front of everyone.
Flash past.
When Yun Poyue turned around, she saw Chi Jinxiao who had been behind her, wearing a black robe and a big hat, sitting on a stool, holding a teacup in one hand and drinking tea.
His sword was still lying cold on the table with its scabbard closed, and he just sat there coldly.
It seemed that the fight just now had nothing to do with him. Whether it was a fight or a romance, it had nothing to do with his cold world. He was immersed in his own indifferent world.
Just looking at him, Yun Poyue felt as if ice was about to form all over her body.
It's him, he hasn't changed at all, he's still so cold and charming, and half of his face in the darkness is enough to make Yun Poyue fascinated.
"Xiao, it turns out it's really you." Yun Poyue hurriedly bent down, with a flattering look on her face, and immediately put her soft hands on his strong arms. She slowly squatted down and half-knelt, and also
Leaning his face on Chi Jinxiao's arm was a very intimate look.
Yun Poyue's voice was very small, as greasy as a kitten's, completely different from her arrogant and slightly sarcastic voice just now.
Xiao?!
Both Bo Cixin and Lan Mingyou raised their eyebrows. This Yun Poyue actually knew the name of the Sword Master? This was quite remarkable. Just one word was enough to shock Bo Cixin and Lan Mingyou.
There was no change on Bei Mingfeng's face. He not only knew this one word, he also knew his full name. The last time Bo Cixin asked him, he just didn't tell her, or in other words, he didn't tell anyone.
, including Lan Mingyou.
Chi Jinxiao turned his head slightly, then slowly put down the teacup, and coldly moved away from her hand on his arm.
He stretched out his hand to pick up the sword on the table, and stood up. His tall figure instantly blocked the light, shrouding Yun Poyue in darkness. For a moment, the coldness in the darkness was even more intense for Yun Poyue.
At this moment I couldn't help but shudder.
When I saw Chi Jinxiao standing up, it seemed that he wanted to leave.