Eight Hundred and Forty-First Chapters the Emperor's Favorite: Miss Qingcheng (Seventy-Two)
Just when everyone around me thought that there was something to do with dyeing white,
The dyed white smiled warmly, and a pair of peach blossom eyes gave a sense of frivolity and danger.
Facing the white-stained smile, people felt an inexplicable feeling of coldness on the back, and the whole body was tense.
Ranbai: ...Actually, she hasn't done anything yet.
Ranbai let out a casual "tsk", "For the sake of you being so worthy of me, I'm sorry for your liking if I don't spoil the scene."
The head of the Yuan family: ...I like you? ! !
Feng Luo said helplessly: "Host, I'm afraid you have a misunderstanding about your liking."
"Is there?" Ranbai smiled lightly, "No."
Listening to Dianbai's elegant denial, Feng Luo: "...The host is right."
Well, what the host said was right.
Right is right, wrong is right, right or wrong or right.
that's it.
Ranbaiying's fingertips that were as white as jade touched the dark blood ling, and her voice was lazy, as if she didn't take everything in her eyes: "Well, you have fun too. Be careful, but it's okay if you don't."
Darkblood Ling: ... Your Highness, there seems to be no difference between what you say and what you don't say.
The dark-blooded ling gently turned on the girl's delicate white wrist with beautiful and smooth wrist bones, as if responding.
People can only see,
A blood-colored forging, like water poured from blood, appeared out of thin air, glittering under the refraction of sunlight, dazzling and charming.
Murong Ge was very vigilant and couldn't figure it out. How does this cold weapon work?
Immediately, Ming Yan next to him smiled wickedly: "If Xiaoge likes it, I will take it from you."
Murong Ge smiled disdainfully: "What I want, I will grab it myself."
"As expected of my little song." Ming Yan's eyes were full of interest, but also mixed with some love.
The members of the Yuan family were all in a state of defending against the enemy.
but……
did not expect,
The Dark Blood Ribbon was spinning around the Yuan family, spinning constantly, like a fast tornado, which caught people off guard.
The dazzling colors make you want to follow with your eyes, and then... dizzy.
The dark-blooded ling is constantly wandering among these people. Whenever someone wants to do something, the dark-blooded ling will dodge very smartly. The blood did not splatter on Darkblood Ling's body at all.
Those who turn are dizzy,
They all wanted to catch Dark Blood Aya.
However, they were led to kill each other by Dark Blood Aya.
There was chaos around the entire arena.
The head of the Lu family looked at this scene, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
It's... so simple! ! !
The dyed white slender jade hand is still holding the silver-white other side at one end of the dark-blooded lingerie, and the dark soul's energy is passed on to the dark-blooded lingerie invisibly and colorless.
Dark-blood ling uses the power of the dark soul to support it.
Of course, without the power of the dark soul, it can also defend against the enemy.
Many functions are limited.
Therefore, even if someone else has obtained the Dark Blood Aya, they cannot use it.
Besides, Darkblood Ling has long been self-conscious...
"Does it look good?" Ranbai glanced at the chaotic group of people, and asked Di Zhihan very calmly, his voice was casual, as if all this had nothing to do with her.
She's just the one watching the show.
"A little ugly." Di Zhihan replied very seriously.
Ranbai nodded in agreement, and said slowly: "It's really ugly, it affects the appearance."
Ranbai squinted at Di Zhihan, and said faintly: "So, killing people also requires skills."
"Baibai likes to kill people?" Di Zhihan raised his eyes slightly, and his aura, like an immortal, was a little more gentle when facing Dye Bai.
"Murdering is an art, but it is an existence of another meaning." Ranbai's eyebrows and eyes contained a shallow smile, and he spoke lightly.
It seems that he has no idea how amazing his theory is.