Chapter 403

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after lunch, Yuqing and yuzhenzi had a rest on the ground in the temple, ready to raise their spirits and catch ghosts in the evening.

Yang Zimei was not used to the muddy air in the ruined temple and could not sleep on the ground on the straw.

She said to her master, she went out and planned to find a beautiful grassland. Just close your eyes and have a rest.

For her, it doesn't matter whether she sleeps or not, because her spirit is easy to recover. However, she can relax herself physically and mentally by keeping her eyes closed.

"Sister, there is a small lawn in front of me. It's a good place."

Xiao Qian said to Yang Zi Mei.

Yang Zimei looked up. Sure enough, there was a meadow not far away. The grass on it was delicate and neat. Beside it were all kinds of unknown flowers, which were waving in the wind. There was a clear message winding through in front of him. Beside him, there was a towering banyan tree blocking the sunlight, which made it very cool.

She went over and sat down on the grass.

The grass was soft and smooth, so comfortable that she could not help lying down with her hands resting on the back of her head and lazily closing her eyes.

Through the branches and leaves of the sun, mottled down on her face like white jade, black hair, from a distance, like a beautiful and quiet oil painting.

After a fierce battle last night, although Yang Zimei was still full of energy, she was very tired psychologically.

She closed her eyes like this and soon fell asleep.

When she was asleep, the tree did not know when there was a person, blinking arc long black eyes, looking at her with interest.

"Sister, wake up, someone is looking at you."

Yang Zimei is dreaming to be with the dragon day by day. When he hears Xiao Qian's cry, he suddenly wakes up and opens his eyes. He just points to the Obsidian pupil on the tree.

The heart is startled, sat up.

The man on the tree jumped down lightly and landed in front of her, looking at her with a smile on his lips.

Yang Zimei was very surprised to see the man in front of her. She was about 20 years old. She was wearing a spotless white ancient costume. Her dark hair was longer than hers. She was white and her face was bright. Her facial features were even more delicate than that of a woman. Her thin lips were red and she was not smiling. Her eyes were starry. She looked at her like a smile.

Do you do costume?

Or did you wake up and travel to ancient times?

Yang Zimei looked around in disbelief and found that the scenery had not changed.

"Sister, this man is so beautiful. The clothes are like those on TV." Xiao Qian screamed.

Yang Zimei thought of his jump from the tree just now. It was as light as falling feathers. Ordinary people can't do it. Even she, who has practiced for ten years, can't do it.

This is definitely not an actor in an ancient costume drama.

What's more, there was no one else around.

"You Who is it? "

Yang Zimei asked in doubt.

The man in ancient costume drew up thin lips, a faint smile, "snow lake."

"Snow fox? Fox of the fox Yang Zimei's thinking immediately went to Liaozhai.

"The lake of the lake." Snow lake explained.

"Eh?"

Yang Zimei blinked. She strongly suspected that he was not a human being, but a fox.

His breath is different from that of ordinary people, and he doesn't have the spirit of ghost. He looks very different. Maybe he is a legendary demon, but also a fox demon.

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