Ling Qiong grins at Gu Jin. It is graceful and noble, evil and wind - flow. It's better not to eat people's fireworks.

The next second, he gently raised his hand, red sleeve to Gu Jin waved.

Gu Jin disappeared in the space stream in the blink of an eye.

At the moment when she disappeared, the spirit dome moved to an Mingji with closed eyes.

His feet gently on the surface of the stream, the spirit does not dye a trace of water.

The spirit dome looked down at an Mingji, the face of the exquisite demon was expressionless, and his eyes were calm and indifferent.

He leaned slowly, approached an Mingji, stretched out his slender and pale hand, and gently squeezed an Mingji's chin.

Immediately, he laughs aloud, the voice contains unspeakable complexity: "your boy is really good luck."

Just listen to the spirit dome sigh a, hold an Mingji's chin can't help but force.

Aware of the fluctuation of the boundary of space, lingqiong instantly returns to the position where he stood when talking with Gu Jin.

It's not bad at all. It's like he's never been close to an Mingji.

Gu Jin quickly appears in the space. The first time she comes in, her eyes are fixed on an Mingji.

Seeing that he still kept the posture of leaving before, he was slightly relieved.

However, this is not enough to reassure her completely.

Gu Jin, holding a wooden comb in his hand, stepped into the water again and came to an Mingji's side.

I don't know if it's her illusion. She finds that an Mingji's chin seems a little red.

It seems that before, Xiao an's chin did not have this red mark.

Gu Jin frowned tightly, and his eyes showed some meditation.

"Are you ready? After combing your hair, I'll tell you how to save him. "

The sound of lingqiong disturbed Gu Jin's thoughts.

Listening to his mention of saving xiao'an, Gu jindang forgets what happened just now. She stands up straight and walks towards the spirit dome standing on the Bank of the water.

The spirit dome sits on the stone beside the water bank with elegant posture.

Gu Jin stood behind him, combing with a wooden comb. He had thick black hair.

In the angle that Gu Jin can't see, the spirit dome eyebrows slightly frown up, light loneliness flashed across his face.

He thought of some long-standing memories of someone who had combed his hair so gently and carefully.

Those memories are so far away that they have begun to blur.

The loneliness on lingqiong's face makes people feel sad for him, but no one can see it.

Gu Jin combed his hair and held it in her hand. Then she remembered that she didn't have a headband.

Just when she was in a dilemma, lingqiong's hand reached out and sent her a red hair band.

"Use this," he said in a soft voice

Gu Jin took the hairband and tied up his hair, which was fine in quality but a lot in quantity.

After all this, she went to the spirit dome, staring at the evil man in front of her, straight to the theme: "how can I save xiao'an?"

Lingqiong gently stroked his hair and raised his eyes, revealing a pair of eyes mixed with smile.

"He's dead."

He repeated what he had said before.

Gu Jin's delicate face turned gloomy with the speed visible to the naked eye: "are you playing with me?"

"I said the truth." The tone of lingqiong was calm.

At the next moment, Gu Jin raised his hand, and the wind blades gathered in his hand attacked the spirit dome.

When the crisis is approaching, the spirit dome disappears in place.

His speed is beyond description.

Lingqiong stood behind Gu Jin, but his voice was helpless and sighed: "you have a terrible temper. I haven't finished my words, so how can I do it?"

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