Chapter 548: The secret of the purple-clothed sect master! 【9】
The secret of the purple-clothed sect master!【9】
The soft voice said slowly.
Su Qiqi just stared at him calmly. This guy didn't seem to be an easy person to deal with. He was exactly the kind of person who would do whatever it took and didn't care what the outside world said.
Therefore, it would be extremely difficult to stimulate with words.
And he was indeed right. They are indeed similar in some aspects. They are both the kind of evil people who don't care what the outside world thinks.[
"This skin is really good... extremely smooth..." The purple-clothed sect master's hand caught Su Qiqi's wrist and gently rubbed it with his fingertips, his movements ambiguous.
Su Qiqi felt extremely disgusted. When she raised her head, she realized that there was no lust at all in the eyes of the purple-clothed sect master.
He did it on purpose!
His eyes glanced at the ghost flute in the other hand, and he smiled on his lips: "Master, do you want to hear what this ghost flute sounds like when played?"
She could tell that the purple-clothed sect master was very interested in this ghost flute.
"What tricks do you want to play again?" The purple-clothed sect leader said slowly after hearing this.
"What tricks can I play? My body is full of fragrant cartilage and my martial arts skills are gone. And here, I don't know where the trap is. I am basically a little sheep in prison. I want to escape, but there is no way.
It's impossible! If I want to take action against the sect master, doesn't it mean that I will be buried with him? Does the sect master think I will be that kind of person?" Su Qiqi said with a faint smile.
Her bright smile made her look very pretty and charming.
The innocence on his face can always easily confuse people.
"That's right!" The purple-clothed sect master thought about it, so he finally let go of Su Qiqi's hand and slowly sat on the main seat, his posture still so high and high.
When Su Qiqi saw him let go, she suddenly took two steps back.
She was still not used to getting too close to men casually.
She is not a loyal woman, but she is not one of those casual people either. She has always had her own principles.
He stretched out his hand and picked up the ghost flute. The brilliant jade flute was very beautiful, dripping with emerald green, and the red color at the mouthpiece was like human blood, extremely lustrous.
She picked it up slowly, took a deep breath, placed the flute on her lips, and blew gently.
