184. Chapter 183 One is more narcissistic than the other
There is no one on the second floor.
There is no one on the third floor.
There is still no one on the fourth floor.
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Go upstairs, go upstairs, go upstairs... Zi Tong took a full one hundred and ninety-nine steps before climbing to the ninth floor.
With her physical strength, she certainly wouldn't be tired, but walking up one step at a time made her tired of counting.
The nine-story pavilion is an entire grand hall, with windows on all four walls open. The long white gauze that sweeps the floor dances gently with the night breeze. Looking through the gaps in the gauze curtain, you can clearly see the stars in the night sky.
Extremely close, extremely bright, as if within reach.
"tired?"
On the large soft couch covered with gorgeous white feather cushions, Weiyang lazily propped herself up.
He only wore a thin white robe, and there was nothing extra from head to toe. Not to mention shoes, he didn't even have socks, and his feet were just casually bare.
His hair was not tied up, and his long hair was spread around his shoulders. Under the candlelight, a faint blue light flashed, and the mask was still on his face.
"Master, try taking half an hour's drive from the city, climbing the mountain for an hour, and then climbing one hundred and ninety-nine steps. You will know if I am tired?"
Weiyang lazily sat up, stepped on the carpet completely made of white feathers with her bare feet, and came to a step away from her.
Then, he raised his hand and took off his mask.
The mask moved away, exposing his face to her.
Long eyebrows, phoenix eyes, thin lips... that is a crazy face that can make even women jealous. Of course, the smile on his lips is enough to kill both men and women.
This face was exactly the face Zi Tong had seen across a wall in the auction house, but Zi Tong was not surprised.
As early as when he appeared in the Tianji Camp Square, she had already seen through his mask with her clairvoyance eyes, and naturally she already knew it was him.
Wei Yang moved slightly closer to her, "You don't seem surprised?"
"What are you surprised about?" Zi Tong asked knowingly.
Weiyang laughed, her eyes slightly bent upwards, and her face became more charming and charming.
"Don't you think I'm beautiful?"
Zi Tong was speechless, these guys are really more narcissistic than the last!
"The palace master invited me here just to let me see your beauty?"
"Of course... no!" Wei Yang raised her finger, "There is something there that I want to give to you."
Zi Tong turned her face and looked in the direction of his finger. Weiyang's jade-like finger pointed directly at a clothes hanger in the corner of the room. On the clothes hanger, hung a dark purple robe, with embroidered embroidery on the hem of the robe.
With extremely delicate golden lace.
"That's what I wore when I was a purple-robed saint. Do you think it's beautiful?" Wei Yang asked with a smile.
Purple pupils, complexion slightly changed.
He said he was giving her a piece of clothing, but what this piece of clothing represented was by no means as simple as just a piece of clothing.
Can anyone wear the clothes of the purple-robed saint?
of course not.
On the surface, what he gave her was a piece of clothing, but in fact, what he wanted to give her was the status of a purple-clad saint - a noble status in the temple, inferior to one person and superior to tens of thousands of people.
"It's so ugly!"
Three words, full of disgust.
These three words did not come from Zi Tong's mouth, but from the third person on the nine-story tower.
Hearing this voice, Wei Yang and Zi Tong both turned towards the direction of the voice, and saw that a person had fallen down by the window not far away.
PS: Someone said that if you are not stuck in ecstasy, you are not called Kavin, ha... I smile evilly~