Chapter 297

The subconscious turn of monsoon smoke looks, the result

Between the twilight interlace and the shadow, the beautiful star tower comes quietly. The simple white clothes roll with the silver edge. The scattered sunset and shadow shadow interlace on his body, covering the white clothes with a layer of gorgeous and mysterious, and covering the peerless face with a layer of unknown splendor.

The eyebrows of the star tower are slightly wrinkled, and the indifferent eyes with a trace of difference fall between the monsoon smoke and Xuanwei.

Monsoon smoke slightly a Leng, surprised to see the near Star Tower, his close, did not let her feel the breath.

When Xuanwei saw the Star Tower, he immediately stepped back and slightly opened the distance between him and the monsoon smoke. He lowered his head and said, "master Guoshi."

"What did you just say?" The startower's eyes did not give anything to Xuanwei. The tone of voice had no ups and downs, but it made people feel inexplicable oppression.

Xuanwei just wanted to speak, but monsoon smoke took the lead: "nothing, I just want to thank brother Xuanwei, thank him for his help in Jicheng and birthday party."

Brother Xuanwei?!

The eyebrow angle of the Star Tower is slightly beating, and his eyes finally move to Xuanwei. However, with only one eye, Xuanwei is shocked and almost has no hesitation. He kneels on one knee directly!

"National master atones for sins."

The monsoon smoke is a little silly. She didn't do anything. Why is Xuanwei so nervous now?

And

Monsoon smoke secretly took a look at the face of the Star Tower, there was no special expression on his face, but I don't know why, monsoon smoke still can feel his mood at the moment, as if it's not very beautiful.

"That I came to disturb brother Xuanwei first. I'd like to invite him to have a meal to express my gratitude. If he is delayed in working for the master of Chinese culture, I apologize. I'm sorry... "

But

Star Tower's face is darker.

She called him brother Xuanwei.

But call him the master of the state?

It seems that a huge stone has been pressed on the chest. The Star Tower only feels the chest tightness.

"That's my order." Star corridor.

Monsoon smoke:

Xing Lou: "if you want to thank me, please invite me to dinner."

Ji Fengyan: "..."

I dare to say that a meal is rare for the national teachers these days? How did the holy Dragon Emperor abuse the national teacher?

The heart of monsoon smoke is broken. She managed to catch a star tower when it was not there. She wanted to ask Xuanwei about the blood clan, but Why is this star tower haunted! I want to knock on her for a meal

Looking at the Star Tower, a "invite me to dinner" look, the monsoon smoke silently wiped a face.

To be honest, she felt that she really did not understand what was going on in the mind of the most respected Master of the holy dragon empire.

"That If the national teacher doesn't dislike it, it's the best. " Monsoon smoke can not help but smile.

"No disrespect." The Star Tower is serious.

The monsoon smoke can't cry or laugh

"In that line, I'll be the host. Thank you both." The monsoon smoke is strong, but it's not urgent. It's better to be familiar with Xuanwei first.

Unfortunately

"I'll have enough of one." Star Tower eyebrows light wrinkle, in the monsoon smoke has not yet reflected, he knelt to one side on the ground motionless Xuanwei way: "you do your business."

"Yes!" Xuanwei didn't dare to hesitate for a second. When he got the Star Tower's words, he flew away from the front of the monsoon smoke without a trace