Through the thick crescent white Cape, Zhao Wanxi can also clearly feel the man's strong heartbeat, her heartbeat also sped up inexplicably, her cheeks were slightly hot, and she quickly broke away from the man's arms.
The eagle Falcon like eyes of the Supreme Master were frozen for a few seconds, and then suddenly let go, like avoiding snakes and scorpions.
All sounds are quiet, heaven and earth are silent, and instantly fall into a dead silence.
Zhao Wanxi's ears are almost burning. At that moment, her heart beat faster. Why does she feel that men's arms have an extraordinary sense of familiarity.
The strange feeling made her forget her original intention. Originally, she wanted to talk to the Supreme Lord, but now she was confused.
Without waiting for her reaction, a gust of wind roared past, and the Supreme Lord had gone out of the kitchen door, and soon disappeared.
Zhao Wanxi looking at his back, apricot eyes suddenly across a complex road.
That's right! At the moment when she almost fell down just now, the Supreme Lord helped her. Her water eyes were on the eagle eyes of the man. His eyes were very similar The seventh prince!
Several times, Zhao Wanxi saw the familiar action, the action of knocking on the bottle during barbecue, the affectionate eyes, and the same tall and straight figure on him.
Is
Thinking of this, Zhao Wanxi's face suddenly changed, and she had no time to think any more, so she ran after her.
But where is the figure of wujizun in Sihe Courtyard?
In front of her, Hua Shuying leans under the big tree and directs the two little ones to put on the shelves according to the types of herbs. Without even thinking about it, Zhao Wanxi rushes forward with an excited face -
"Hua Shuying, tell me honestly, who is the Supreme Lord?"
Zhao Wanxi's mind at the moment has really recognized that the Supreme Master is Leng junao. Before that, she has been wondering why Hua Shuying stayed with the Supreme Master for three years. If the Supreme Master is the seventh prince, it seems that this is not difficult to explain.
Flower thin shadow narrow eyes half narrowed into a slit, the fine awn revealed between the slit lazily looked at the woman in front of me.
"What do you mean, Miss Wanxi? Isn't the Wuji lord the Wuji Lord? "
Zhao Wanxi went down to Hubei with a stubborn look in her eyes: "he is Leng junao, isn't he?"
Hua Shuying's eyes closed and opened low. He covered the dark awn at the bottom of his eyes, and his lips slightly hooked: "Miss Wan Xi, are you kidding?"
Zhao Wanxi stares at him, unwilling to let go of any slight change of expression on his face, but Hua Shuying's expression is indifferent, and she can't see anything different.
"It's him, that look That's him
She murmured a few words, convinced that her feelings could not be wrong.
In fact, it's not difficult to prove that the Supreme Lord is Leng junao. She just needs to see him again and uncover his silver mask, then everything will be revealed!
Thinking of this, Zhao Wanxi's Apricot eyes have been looking around, but they don't see Leng junao's figure.
She will find him, she will prove that he is Leng junao!
Seeing the figure of the woman leaving in a hurry, Hua Shuying frowned slightly, took out a silver flute and blew it twice. A huge black hawk came in the air, its wings fluttering, dazzling like a black flame.
"Blood eagle, go to your master and give him this..."
Hua Shuying fed a glass medicine bottle to the blood eagle's beak and patted its forehead.
That black pangran Black Eagle seemed to understand what he said. He nodded his head, flapped his strong black wings, and soon disappeared in the man's sight.