Di Luochen snorted coldly: "You are so shameless!"
He has never seen anyone praise himself so highly.
Jun Qingxin raised her lips and smiled: "I would have ignored you long ago if I wanted to lose face."
Di Luochen: "..."
Jun Qingxin did not speak anymore, but put her little hand on the dagger, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she quickly pulled out the dagger, and the blood flowed down, which became more and more shocking.
She frowned slightly, took out a porcelain bottle from the space ring, poured out a few pills, and drank them. A white light emitted from her chest, and the wound slowly healed, as if it had never existed.
The cheeks are still a little pale, but the injuries are almost healed.
Jun Qingxin calmed down for a while, then stood up and came to Di Luochen, raising her eyebrows: "Facial paralysis man, take me to the ninth heaven."
Her body is ready now, and he has no reason to reject her anymore.
Di Luochen glanced at her indifferently, took in the scene just now, and said coldly: "Woman, you have a habit of self-abuse."
A normal person would not attack him without any reason. He was so merciless that he didn't even blink when he pulled out the dagger, he just frowned.
She is only five years old, so why is her expression, temperament, and language so much different from those of her peers.
If he hadn't clearly known that she was only five years old, he would have thought that she was some rejuvenated adult.
Jun Qingxin smiled proudly: "This is not self-abuse. If I am not cruel to myself, how can I get you to take me to the Ninth Heaven?"
She would rather be cruel to herself than not being able to see her brother and family for a long time.
Di Luochen snorted coldly, with indifference and alienation in his eyes. He turned and walked towards the door: "Woman, let's go."
Jun Qing was dissatisfied: "Facial paralysis man, I have a name, don't call me a woman, you are not much older than me."
Di Luochen stopped, turned to look at her, and asked coldly: "What is your name?"
Purple eyes narrowed slightly, Jun Qingxin curved her lips and smiled: "Jun Qingxin, my name is Jun Qingxin!"
After saying that, she raised her eyebrows and looked at him and asked, "Facial paralysis man, what is your name?"
Di Luochen narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was something strange in the depths of his eyes. He turned around and walked outside, saying coldly: "You don't need to know."
Anyway, after he sent her to the Nine Heavens, they would never meet again.
"Facial paralysis man, I found that not only are you very dishonest, but your words really make people want to beat you up!"
"Have you ever beaten me?" A cold voice came from the front, calm and calm, without any change in emotion.
Jun Qingxin: "..."
Looking up at the black figure, her purple eyes narrowed slightly, and she ran towards him quickly, grabbed his arm with her small hand, and smiled evilly: "If you can't beat him now, you may not be able to beat him in the future."
She snorted coldly in her heart. From now on, she would definitely twist his handsome and angry face into a ********. Luochen turned around and looked at Jun Qingxin. Jun Qingxin looked at him with a smile as bright as a flower, as if she didn't care about him.
Not at all dissatisfied.
"Are you crazy?" The cold voice once again made Jun Qingxin almost want to explode.
Jun Qingxin took a deep breath, with disdain in her purple eyes: "Tch, he's not as good-looking and handsome as my brother, so if you want to be a nymphomaniac, do it to my brother, okay?"
Listening to her words, Di Luochen felt embarrassed to say anything else.