Qu Yun's words are meaningful. Wu Xiang doesn't know how, but he hears them from the inside. There is a chill in his heart.
"This Lord..." Qu Yun chuckled and said in a heartwarming voice, "it's said that he's wearing a ghost mask. He's never taken it off outside, and no one has ever seen his true face..."
Speaking of this, Qu Yun's voice turned, and his eyes were a little chilly: "have you seen that Lord in the capital for so many years?"
Hearing this, where can I not understand without incense?
Who is Qu Yun talking about?
Of course, Qu Yun's heart has always been thinking about reading like Huang brother.
Wu Xiang didn't want to go around with Qu Yun. He said without expression: "you've seen him before."
Listening to Wu Xiang's words, Qu Yun almost looks up to heaven and laughs.
However, she did.
The sound was so loud that it spread from the inside of the room to the outside. Guard in the outside of the man, eyes slightly turned a few minutes, some surprised.
The saint's laughter Let him some don't understand.
Since contacting the saint, I have never seen the saint's emotion so exposed. What happened in the room that made the saint very happy?
Although the man felt a little curious, he would not open the door to see the situation without the order of the saint. He still kept at the door honestly.
And the dark guards, who are responsible for monitoring the saint, suddenly hear such a big smile from the saint. They are very strange.
Look at each other face to face, from each other's faces can see the strange fundus.
What good thing happened to the saint who was alone in the room to make her happy like this?
Strange is very strange, want to go forward to explore some, but the door is still guarding the saint brought people. This person is pestle there, let them also dare not easily forward close.
In the end, I didn't think of a good way. I still wanted to check the situation.
The saint herself is very strange. Maybe she is crazy in the room now.
Watching their dark guards, continue to crouch outside, observing the situation.
Inside the room, the green snake has already had enough to eat. From the direction of the baby, he swims to Qu Yun with all his blood.
Straight up the bed pillar, the snake's head stretched out in the direction of Qu Yun, spitting out the snake's letter and hissing.
Qu Yun's eyes looked at the green snake full of blood. He didn't dislike it. Instead, he revealed some tenderness. Deep white slender fingers gently stroked the green snake.
It's like touching something precious.
This behavior looks so beautiful, but in the eyes of Wu Xiang, it is a burst of nausea.
Even if she didn't touch it herself, she could imagine what it was like to start with. With mucus, greasy, that cold snake body, let people feel the whole body of sweat are erect up.
No matter how you convince yourself, that feeling will not be very good.
I don't know how Qu Yun is different from others, but I don't feel any nausea. On the contrary, it feels like addiction. I don't listen to it all the time, and I still have a smile on my face.