The ones who are envious are naturally those young people, who are envious that Qin Lieyan will be favored by the genius girl of the Xuanyuan tribe as soon as he comes here.
Naturally, those girls were jealous, gritting their teeth and wringing their sleeves in hatred. How shameful that Xuanyuan Ruoxue got there first!
Qin Lieyan didn't answer, as if he hadn't heard anything. He looked at Long Qingyue and asked, "Wuxie, do you want the dragon and phoenix swords?"
Long Qingyue blinked her eyes cutely, "This is a divine and imperial weapon that is unparalleled in the world. Of course I want it, but unfortunately with my alchemy skills, I may not be able to get it. Alas..."
"Then how about I win it and give it to you?" Qin Lieyan said with a smile.
"Really?" Long Qingyue pretended to light up, and the smile on her lips slowly bloomed like a noble begonia flower.
"How have I ever lied to you?" Qin Lieyan smiled slightly, the doting and tenderness in his eyes almost melting people.
"Zhuiyue, you are so kind." Long Qingyue pretended to be shy, and her delicate face was stained with a trace of blush, like the red clouds on the horizon, brilliant and bright. She raised her eyes slightly, blinked at Xuanyuan Ruoxue, and almost lost her sight.
Xuanyuan Ruoxue was so angry that she fainted.
Qin Lieyan didn't seem to see Xuanyuan Ruoxue's angry and depressed face. His eyes were cast on Long Qingyue from beginning to end. He naturally knew that Yue'er did this on purpose, just to anger Xuanyuan Ruoxue. Of course he
Will cooperate with her without hesitation.
Looking at the two young men in the center of the square, one black and one white, equally beautiful and charming, making love as if no one else was around, everyone felt like their world was spinning, and they seemed to be unable to think anymore.
What? Did they read it correctly?
Does Chaiyue really like men?
Or do you like the kind of pretty boy who looks weak and pitiful?
The lady he mentioned before was the young man in black next to him?
Is it possible that male-to-male style is becoming prevalent now?
No matter how calm everyone is, they can't help but want to complain.
In the square paved with white jade, the young men stood hugging each other, with flying black hair, one black and one white. The two originally extremely conspicuous colors looked so perfect when worn by them, as if they had merged into one, without a trace of gap.
Like a quiet and beautiful landscape painting.
Everyone was amazed. Previously, they were all amazed by the appearance of Zhuiyue, Shen Ce, and Xuanyuan Ruoxue. However, they did not pay much attention to the young man in black next to Zhuiyue. Now when they looked carefully, they discovered that the young man in black had no appearance at all.
Don't lose to them.
Her gentle eyebrows contain a hint of heroism that other girls don't have. Her nose is like jade, her lips are like cinnabar, and her skin is like gelatin.
The facial features are exquisite, and the lines are sharp and angular, just right. A little too much would be too strong, and a little too little would be too weak. People have to sigh at the Creator's care and preference.
The dark pupils were as bright as stars, and the smile on her lips was like flowers. The rich black color worn on her body did not cover up her elegance, but made her look even more elegant and refined.
Her beauty is different from Shen Ce's coquettishness, from Chai Yue's elegance, from Xuanyuan Ruoxue's nobility, and from Yun Miao's agility. It is a kind of youthfulness with a hint of heroism, and beauty with a hint of elegance.
The beauty of cold pride.
It makes people look at it the first time, and they can't help but look at it a second time. It seems that they will never get tired of it.
With such a appearance, no wonder Zhuiyue was so fascinated that he even wanted to be the most beautiful woman of the Xuanyuan tribe.
Xuanyuan Ruoxue's face turned completely dark. She lowered herself to talk to Qin Lieyan, but he actually chose to ignore her. This was an insult to Chi Guoguo! Her slender fingers clenched into fists under her snow-white sleeves.
