Slight wind blowing, the window quietly open a slit, a trace of blue smoke slowly flying.

Everything is gentle. If the light one is not Ryukyu but the leader of this way, I'm afraid that I can't hear anything different.

The smoke is light, colorless and tasteless.

Ryukyu took a sniff. It's good. It's a great enchanting fragrance.

The corner of the mouth slightly sketched a sneer and played with her. Eight hundred years ago, she didn't care to play this trick.

The blue smoke is hazy, the silk melts in the room.

Half ring, the window lattice slightly a sound, a dark shadow quickly flash in, light as a civet.

Ryukyu fell asleep and didn't move, but nothing in the room concealed her feelings.

The visitor obviously thought that Ryukyu had been enchanted, so he came forward very easily, took a small bottle out of his arms, picked up a little gray thing in his fingernails, and wiped it off his neck.

The fragrance is fragrant, which makes people intoxicated.

The fingertip reaches to the neck of Ryukyu, and the man in black suddenly gives a meal, and the cold hairs on his back stand up.

At present, that should have been comatose in the past Ryukyu, a pair of black eyes quietly open, is looking at him coldly.

The darkness in that eye could almost devour him, gloomy and cold.

He could hardly have seen such cold blood and killing.

"Chenxiang, not bad." The voice of cold slowly sounded, breaking the sky.

Aloe is not the most virulent of all poisons. It will not be fatal in an instant. However, if you don't take the antidote once a month for one year, your skin will fester and die. It's quite virulent.

To give her this poison is to control her.

Ryukyu's eyes flashed deeper and darker. Only when the first scene came down, someone looked at her and started to deal with her.

The man in black was afraid to move with Ryukyu's hand when he heard that Ryukyu had a cold war. His body shape flashed out towards the outside.

When Ryukyu saw this cold hum, his fingers were as fast as lightning. He grabbed the Yao Qin at the head of the bed. A string was thumped and a wind blade flew away.