Chapter 842

"How could it be a little bit of an affair?" It's good that the ancient clock didn't open its mouth, which was almost frozen by Zhou ruoxiao's cold.

"No, no, no, younger martial sister... I'm joking..."

"go ahead." Zhou ruoxiao turned his head, leaving only a proud figure of the ancient leader.

Gu Zhong clenched his fist and nervously said, "younger martial sister, I want to marry you to be my leader's wife."

Zhou ruoxiao shoulder a shudder, but did not turn around, the voice as usual cold, said: "your leader's wife is a princess."

The ancient clock did not speak, silent for a long time, said: "what about you?"

"You go away. There's no need to say that again."

"If you say that because you are afraid that I will leave, there is no need. I will not leave Cangshan sect."

"I..." Gu Zhong wanted to say it again.

Zhou ruoxiao's sleeve waved, the closed door opened again, a cold night wind came out, directly blowing a warm heart of the ancient headmaster chilly.

Looking at the people in front of him, Gu Zhong only felt heartache. How could it be so difficult to chase a girl? It's already that. He is still so indifferent to me. I don't accept it.

She flashed directly in front of Zhou ruoxiao and held her in his arms. The moon was shining brightly. A touch of moonlight fell from the window sill and reflected on the Bi Ren in his arms. He looked down at the dreamlike beauty close at hand. The ancient clock's eyes were dull, and he could not say what he wanted to say.

I'm afraid that when I open my mouth, the person in front of me will disappear.

Zhou ruoxiao was frightened by the sudden movement of Guzhong. In a panic, the hand of Guzhong had touched her face, and heavy kisses fell on her lips.

The next second, Zhou ruoxiao's eyes widened, and she wanted to push the ancient clock away. Although it was only a momentary touch, the touch on her lips was clearly imprinted on her heart and soul, which made her heart beat faster and her whole body was covered with a strange and familiar crisp numbness.

Zhou ruoxiao's eyelashes trembled. Everything that happened in the secret place seemed to be unsealed. It was shown again and again in her mind. Unconsciously, a faint pink haze covered her fragrant cheeks

This scene made the breath of the ancient clock stop completely in an instant, and then it became very heavy again. His younger sister's cold resistance frustrated him, but this moment's shame made Gu Zhong feel that everything was worth it.

This kind of girlish shame blooms on Zhou ruoxiao's face, which is enough to make the ancient clock fall completely every minute. Gu Zhong feels her blood boiling and can't care about anything else. She sucks kisses on her lips and hands wildly caresses her soft and smooth body

Zhou ruoxiao panic, she wants to push the ancient clock, but all over the body is like a magic general, how can't move.

Can only allow the ancient clock to gnaw on her vermilion small mouth.

At this time, a voice sounded outside the door: "Miss Zhou, have you not slept?"

Zhou ruoxiao shivered all over, and immediately pushed the ancient clock away. When she realized what she had just done, she quickly turned and entered the inner room. With a wave of her sleeve, the whole room was dark.

Outside the door, LAN Feirou chuckled, no more words, and turned directly away.

"You go."

Inside came Zhou ruoxiao's voice, anxious and afraid. His tone was not cold, even with a little pleading.

Gu Zhong shook his head helplessly and glared at lanfeirou's direction of leaving.

What's wrong with this man? Bad people and good deeds will be punished.

After licking his lips, Gu Zhong knew that he would stop as soon as he was good. This time he was not frozen into ice. He took a look and left with a little tune.

...

in the city of fire, beside the moat river, and beside the panting water, the young man waved his double swords with both hands. Judging from his movements and strong Sabre movements, the young man was a cultivation wizard with great martial arts talent.

With the fluctuation of the sound of running water, the young man seems to be completely immersed in the artistic conception after a set of movements, and his face presents an expression of enjoyment and fascination.

suddenly, a girl, 15 or 16 years old, with a light blue skirt, looks very delicate and lovely.

"Brother Chang'an..."

When the girl called out, the boy opened his eyes, put away his weapons and stood beside the river, listening to the sound of the water and waiting for the girl to run to him.

"Brother Chang'an Your Sabre skill is very strong. You don't have to practice so hard. Take a rest when you are tired. This is what I have prepared for you The girl ran to the boy and shook her basket in front of him. Her voice was full of worry and concern.

The boy scraped on the girl's nose. The girl laughed and watched the boy catch the basket in her hand.

"Let's go and have a seat over there." The young man looked at the lawn under the big tree not far away and said to the girl.

With a sweet smile, the girl took the boy's arm and walked over.

When she came to the tree, the girl sat down with the boy and said to him. "Brother Chang'an, with your strength, you will surely win the first prize for our hospital tomorrow."The boy took a look at the girl. "Well! I'm very confident in my accomplishments and I believe I can beat other opponents. "

"Hee hee! I also believe in Chang'an. "

"Your strength has surpassed the students of other colleges by a large part. The tutors praise you a lot on weekdays, so you can be the first."

The boy doted and scraped the girl's nose. "With Qiao Mei's words, I will try my best."

"Good, then I wish Chang'an elder brother the first prize in advance!"

Said, carefully from the young girl in front of the basket will be filled with wine, two of them. The boy didn't want to take the glass and clink it with the girl.

"Brother Chang'an, I heard that the students who won the first place have the chance to enter Cangshan school, isn't it true?"

The girl leaned on the young man's shoulder, and her face was full of innocence. The young man pondered for a moment and said, "no matter whether it is true or not, I will strive for this goal."

"It's said that the elder martial sisters of Cangshan sect are very beautiful. You won't despise me, elder brother Chang'an?"

"Why, sister Qiao, I'll marry you in a few years."

"Good! It's a deal. " The girl raised her glass full of wine and touched it with the boy.

Then a drink, the girl's face smile bloom, and a few cups in succession, two people drink happy, until the moon eyebrow just stopped.

When Ling Chang'an came back to the hospital, he was drunk and unconscious. After a simple toilet, he fell asleep.

The next day, early in the morning, the whole city of fire appeared several times as lively as before.

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