Chapter 492

Ning breaks the blue tendons on her forehead and suddenly bulges. The silver needle in her hand looks like water and shoots at the two big thieves in front of her.

It seems that he wants to vent his anger towards xiaojinjin to these two big flower picking thieves.

When xiaojinjin drags weiiris to a broken temple, weiiris's body is as hot as boiling water.

"Lady, I will find water to cool you right now!" Little Jinjin just thought that it was enough to find water.

However, Wei iris grasped xiaojinjin's arm, and the flame in her eyes immediately surrounded her: "don't go I really feel bad! "

"Is it not hard to hold you?"

Wei iris tries to restrain herself, but her mind is getting more and more confused. She knows what she can't do with Xiao Jinjin, but her body is really beyond her control.

Wei iris kept wriggling on xiaojinjin's body. She even reached out to take off her clothes one by one, hoping to relieve the burning sensation on her body.

"Young master Ning, why do you like to take a group of women with you? If you take your handsome disciples with you, maybe our brothers are not in the mood to fight with you! " After seeing the maid of Yanyu villa who appeared in front of them, the two thieves said to Ning zheyan.

But rather breaks the Yan that pair of eyes light which than peach blossom even evil beauty only is running through the vicious murderous meaning: "kill!"

The sound of weapons collision is heard in the silent night!

Ning Fuyan, in red, stands under the moon. She is extremely gorgeous and beautiful. She looks back slightly at the direction that Wei and iris left. Her white blood face is paler and colder in the moonlight, as if covered with a layer of frost.

When the first ray of sunlight hit her face, she felt a trace of temperature and slowly opened her eyes.

The scene in front of her made her brain have a moment. When last night's memory slowly poured into her brain, she sat up from the ground.

Looking at her body without inch thread, only covered with a garment as a shelter, Wei iris has a kind of despair that has never been before.

Looking around, xiaojinjin's clean face was sleeping beside her, and his long, painted hair covered his bare black back.

Wei iris wants to shout out, but in the next second, the voice will melt in her throat!

She actually And men other than MOJIN?

Wei iris clapped her head with her hands. Damn it, last night, her and xiaojinjin's affairs were shown in her brain like a movie. She wanted to find the power button and turn off the movie. But the more reluctant she was to think about it, the more the scene came to her mind now!

It makes Wei iris extremely angry or even upset. She has a deep sense of self blame and guilt, even hopelessness!

Fierce, Wei iris will remember the next time when white lotus took her away last night, the man in red is Ning Fuyan?

Wei put on her clothes quickly and ran outside. This ruined temple is not far from the market. If that person is Ning Fuyan, she will be able to find him.

"Little tail, are you awake?" The voice of the evil spirit came from the back of Wei iris. The clothes like fire were blown up by the wind, like peach petals falling from the tree. They were layered and beautiful. With the smile of Ning fold's smile, the whole world lost its color in an instant.

"Better break your face!" Wei iris sees Ning Zaiyan's languid figure leaning on the painted wall. Even though the wall is very old and the red paint is gone, Ning Zaiyan just stands there, just like a painting with classical flavor.

He must have seen everything, right?

Wei iris walked to Ning zheyan, opened her hands and hugged her. Now she is really, really fragile, and really hopes to have a hug to hold her.

She has always been strong, but in the face of mujin, she is really exhausted. She thinks that if Bailian is not mujin, the last line of defense in her heart will be defeated!

She is not a modern people can not accept such things, but her heart can not accept!

Ning folded the smile on her face and hesitated a little, then hugged Wei iris in her arms: "you are like this? Don't you fear mujin to see it? "

"MOJIN?" Wei iris looked up at Ning Fuyan and said, "how do you think he is mujin?"

"Isn't the killer of Tiansha Pavilion coming to mujin?" Rather fold face to maintain a consistent clear and harmless smile, but the face is still that pale, even the lips do not have a trace of temperature.

If that person is not mujin, how can he look at Wei iris and him in it

Wei iris shook his head: "he is not mu Jin, the man you say is not mu Jin, he is just like MOJIN." At first, I thought it was, I thought I didn't have to work so hard, I even started to plan our future, but I found that he wasn't.... "

Ning Fuyan looks at Wei iris's anguished look, and her picturesque eyebrows are tightly wrinkled. What happened on the watchtower a year ago appears in his mind again.

The seductive eyes are more and more confused, more and more empty, and even more and more frightened.

"Is his voice like mujin?"

Wei iris nodded: "the same, except for the same intonation, otherwise I wouldn't think he was Mu Jin!"

Ning Fuyan's hand shook with Wei iris.

"What's the matter with you?" Wei iris is aware of the strange appearance of Ning fold.