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Jian Dou Luo Chenxin slowly stood up from the bamboo rattan chair. As he stood up straight, the whole person's momentum changed.

If it is said that the sword fight Luo Chenxin lying on the bamboo chair just now gives people a kind of grandfather-like intimacy, then at this moment, the sword fight Luo Chenxin seems to be transformed into a sharp-minded person. The sword seems to pierce the sky.

The soul king beside Qian Chengxue had already exuded the high-level Soul Master's coercion at the heart of Jiandou Luochen, and his forehead had already oozed out the sweaty soybeans, and he felt his limbs numb. , The body is stiff and can't move, just like the poor moth strayed into the cobweb, the air around it is as solid as it is, it is uncomfortable!

This Templar Knight can't even open his mouth to call for help except for his eyes and bones!

The title of Douro's prestige is evident!

But what surprised Jiandou Luo Chenxin was that in the face of his coercion, Qian Chengxue was not affected in general, his footsteps moved forward firmly and slowly, and his face was sacred. Smile, said:

"Senior Chen Xin, you can stop me from seeing Yang Ming. It's understandable, but have you ever thought about it, if Yang Ming wants to see me?"

Jian Dou Luo Chenxin's momentum was stagnant and he suddenly withdrew his momentum.

This is not only because he was moved by Qian Qianxue's words, but also because he realized that he couldn't use high-level soul power to suppress it, he couldn't do it in the Wuhun Temple, if Qian Qianxue called the temple knight to help, Maybe it will make things big, this is something he does not want to see.

"You, know Yang Ming?" Luo Du Xin Jiandou asked.

Qian Yanxue kept a smile on her face, did not answer, with a good smell of fragrance, and passed by Jian Dou Luo Chen, but no one could notice, at this time Qian Yanxue secretly clenched jade. Fist, it can be seen that the resistance of the senior soul division just now is not as easy as it seems.

Qiancheng Xueyu's palm was attached to the locked door of the dungeon, and with a little push, the door was opened.

Suddenly, three pairs of eyes in the dungeon shifted their eyes in unison, betting on Qian Chengxue, and after seeing her wear, they bowed and bowed toward her.

Seeing this, Jian Dou Luo Chen thought deeply in his mind, before the dungeon door closed, he then entered the dungeon.

Faced with the three Templar knights in the dungeon and Qian Xuexie's puzzled eyes, Sword Fight Luo Chenxin will naturally not be honest, but he is afraid that Qian Meixue's beauty will show her beauty to entice Yang Ming to love herself since childhood. Big Ning Rongrong wears a green hat.

Fortunately, other people have thick skins, ignoring these dazzling eyes, coughing a few times, saying:

"The old man just looked around."

Seeing this, Qian Chengxue withdrew his sight and walked towards Yang Ming.

They were so moved, Yang Ming's consciousness reacted long ago, and before Qian Qianxue approached the bed, he had already opened his eyes, his handsome and handsome face, and a pair of dazzling stares staring at the comer.

If you look closely, you will find that the girl in front of you is very ordinary. She can even have a trace of soul power fluctuations all over her body, just like an ordinary girl, and her feet are not walking on the ground. It’s on an inch away from the ground. If you don’t look closely, you won’t find this detail.

What makes Yang Ming even more surprised is that when he looked at the person who came, even if he gathered his spiritual power in his consciousness and wanted to lock the other party, he found that it was impossible to aim, as if she was a non-existent Like people.

The two faced each other, and both sides looked at each other, and did not speak immediately.

For a long time, Qian Chengxue was the first to break the stalemate, and smiled gently. Her smile seemed to have some special magic power, but she could not help but see Yang Ming, and the mosquito nets on the bed were rocking gently. Make a subtle sound.

After Yang Ming acquired the alchemy technique, he had a consciousness and was able to easily see things within a hundred meters around him, but he was surprised to find that within the scope of his consciousness, not only mosquito nets, but even hanging The curtain beads and the chandelier on the ceiling all swayed gently at this moment, and seemed to be intoxicated by Qian Xuexue's smile.

A smile to the city, a smile to the country, maybe a peerless woman like Qian Chengxue.

"The first time I met, I was Qian Chengxue."

Qian Chengxue elegantly performed a noble ceremony and stretched out a crystal-like arm, saying:

"I have long heard that an unprecedented dark horse appeared in this year's Continent's Advanced Soul Master's Contest. I have long admired Yang Ming for a long time. Today, I am really famous, and I am really handsome."

Yang Ming rolled his eyes secretly.

Install, you continue to install for me.

If it weren’t for Yang Ming who knew the plot well, knowing that Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of the Heavenly Dou Empire, had been removed by the Wuhun Temple. .

After all, Qian Chengxue faded away from his usual disguise, and the charm after the restoration of women's clothing was really amazing. Even Yang Ming had such a moment of emotion just now.

Yang Ming threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart, and also stretched out his hand, but politely shook Qian Qianxue's finger, but did not hold it completely. This is a kind of respect for women and laughed:

"Miss Qianxuexue, it's nice to see you."

Qian Chengxue did not show an unpleasant look because of the sense of alienation in Yang Ming's tone, just like seeing an old friend, sitting on the bed beside himself, leaning on Yang Ming's side.

At this time, she cut off and said:

"Yang Ming, don't you mind if I sit here?"

Can Yang Ming say no?

The two people posted very tightlyYang Ming can even feel the warmth coming from time to time through each other's thin clothes. The good smell is like jasmine and there is no such kitsch The strong pungent sensation will not be too light to lead to no sense of presence, and it will linger on the tip of the nose, making people subconsciously relax.

Speaking of which, there is a little enjoyment.

Qian Chengxue raised her jade arm and brushed the hair of her earlobe behind her head. From Yang Ming’s perspective, she could see a near-perfect side face, a clean forehead, a thin and long cicada eyebrow, and a tall Qiong. Under the nose, the ruddy and shiny lips slightly lifted up, revealing a clean white tooth, just like the old friends meeting with Najia, and chatting with Yang Ming.

Even if Yang Ming is a straight steel man, when he often chats with girls, he will speak with various straight men to become the topic terminator, but Qian Chengxue is worthy of this veteran, and will always talk about it and find the topic to continue talking. .

Mixed in various topics, Qian Chengxue inadvertently said:

"Yang Ming, if you are given a chance to join the Wuhun Palace, you will be exempted from imprisonment. How would you choose?"

(Only two changes today)