Her brows were raised into her temples, her purple pupils, like a fairy or a devil, stared playfully at the alert eyes of the person in front of her, and for a moment, her lips curled up.
"Long time no see, little girl——"
Murong Yin saw the person clearly and felt relieved. When she heard his words, she rolled her eyes speechlessly. It had only been a few days. It had been a long time since she had seen a ghost.
"Why are you here?" Murong Yin walked to the table and sat down, pouring a cup of tea for both of them. While drinking, she looked at a man who suddenly appeared unexpectedly.
The man glanced at the tea handed over by the woman, noticed something on his finger, and his eyes flashed.
"Xiao Yin'er, don't you miss me?" The deep magnetic voice spoke with deep grievance.
"Pfft—cough cough cough! cough cough!"
"Bang!"
Murong Yin squirted out a mouthful of tea, and the subordinates who were waiting outside the door to eavesdrop staggered to the ground and couldn't get up.
The breeze is like being struck by lightning, this, this, this, is this the Emperor?
Damn it! Damn it!
Qingfeng lay on the ground doubting life.
Suddenly, a familiar yet terrifying gaze fell on Qingfeng through the window lattice.
Qingfeng suddenly stood up from the ground and hid.
Qingfeng: Mom, the Emperor’s gaze is so terrifying!
Don't ask why Qingfeng knew that this look belonged to Emperor Zun.
Damn it, there is no human gaze, no one except his Emperor Zun!
Murong Yin wiped the water stains on her lips and twitched the corners of her mouth: "You"
The man turned around and looked at her aggrievedly. Murong Yin's eyelids twitched and she looked at the man cautiously: "You coughed today and forgot to take your medicine?"
It’s not surprising that she asked this. She has only met this man twice in total. Last time, he looked so domineering and domineering. What kind of trouble does he look like today?
She accepts incompetence.
The man's face turned dark.
"No!" Murong Yin frowned and asked uncertainly: "What did you just call me?"
The man raised his eyebrows and slightly raised his lips: "Xiao Yin'er."
Murong Yin: ".!"
He twisted his eyebrows, stared with dark eyes, and gritted his teeth: "Say it again!"
The delicate voice and the straight eyebrows were already indicating that someone was about to explode. The man had an interesting intuition and repeated the sentence without fear of death: "Xiao Yin'er~" with a twist at the end.
"Boom!"
A loud punch hit the man's face.
The man did not expect that the woman would punch him directly. He was unable to dodge and watched helplessly as the small fist punched him in the eye.
"Damn! Yun Yi, can you say something humane?" Murong Yin's head felt hot and she yelled. She also punched the man.
After yelling and beating, Murong Yin regretted it. This man's cultivation was unfathomable and unpredictable. Now she was just a little girl at the seventh level of Qi refining, and she couldn't twist this golden thigh at all.
Yes, this man is like a chicken thigh to Murong Yin!
I quietly observed the expression of "Golden Thighs", eh~
It's really ugly.
The blue eyes clearly showed how much strength she had used.
Murong Yin couldn't hold it back and smiled.
The man's face was completely dark.
Looking at the man's stormy face, the villain in Murong Yin's heart began to cry.
A pair of dark eyes looked left and right, but not at the man.
"Little girl——"
Yun Yi looked at a cowardly little girl and gritted his teeth in anger.
"Hey! Say it!"
Those three crisp words made Yun Yi feel very angry.
Yun Yi looked at those sparkling eyes and finally gave it up.
Touching his eye sockets that felt the slightest bit of pain, he took out a crystal ball from his sleeve and placed it on the table.
He said in a calm tone: "Put your hand up and test your attributes."
Murong Yin glanced at the man and shifted her gaze to the crystal ball.
After a while, I put my hand on it.
She is also curious about what her attributes are.
The moment I put my hand on it, the crystal ball lit up.
First it was red, the dazzling red light filled the whole room, and the man set up the barrier very promptly.
And said: "Fire attribute."
As soon as he finished speaking, another green light appeared.
The man blinked: "This is the wood attribute."
The green light disappeared, and another yellow light appeared.
The man's tone fluctuated a bit: "This is the wind attribute."
Rays of light appeared and disappeared one after another, and the man's voice went from calm to excited to tangled in just a few breaths.
When the last ray of black light dissipated, the man's face could only be described as heavy.
"Dark attributes."
Murong Yin came back to her senses from the attributes of various colors and felt a little happy.
She has so many attributes!
"Yun Yi, do I have ten attributes?" Murong Yin looked at the man excitedly, but found that the man's expression was very ugly.
"Yun Yi, aren't ten attributes good?"
In her eyes, the more attributes, the better, but that doesn’t seem to be the case with the old man!
"Of course, it's still the best." The man said, his voice was a little hoarse.
"Then you." Murong Yin wanted to ask why his face looked so bad.
"Nothing." The man interrupted lightly, put away the crystal ball on the table, lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.
Seeing the man like this, Murong Yin didn't want to ask any more questions, so she shut her mouth and sat quietly.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was a little heavy.
After an unknown amount of time, Murong Yin almost fell asleep, and the man finally made some movement.
However, this movement is not good.
Her eyes were lowered, and a heavy lifeless aura permeated the man's body. Murong Yin was startled, took a step forward, raised her hand to lift the man's chin forcefully, and took a look, and gasped.
The purple eyes were dull and dull, with a faint black energy filling them, seeming to swallow up the charming purple bit by bit. The bloodthirsty storm was wrapped in strong sorrow, as if it was dragging the man into an endless hell and sinking forever!
"Yun Yi!" Murong Yin shouted, calling over and over again.
"Wake up! Yun Yi!"
"Wake up! Yun Yi!"
Seeing that the man was about to turn black, Murong Yin scratched his head anxiously.
In the end, there was really no other way, so I felt relieved, opened my arms, and hugged the man.
Between the eyebrows, a silver needle condensed with spiritual power was aimed at the Baihui point on the man's head, and inserted accurately!
The slight sting and a bit of coolness successfully prevented the man from sinking deeper.
Under the continuous output of mental power, the dull purple eyes regained their brilliance and were dazzling.
His purple eyes were faint, looking at a certain little girl in his arms with interest.
Murong Yin always paid attention to the man's changes. When she found that the man had regained consciousness, she slowly withdrew her mental power. Her pretty face turned pale, but she still asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
Unexpectedly, the stinky man smiled so heartlessly with a mean expression that he really deserved a beating: "Xiao Yin'er has thrown herself into my arms so quickly?"
Therefore, Murong Yin was very rude.
"Snapped--!"
He slapped the man on the back of the head and yelled angrily: "Toot your sister! Did you know that you almost went crazy?"
