Especially Qi Qingxing, but more mature man between eyebrows and eyes, let people look very moving, by contrast, Jiang late white not only produced wrinkles, even white hair, with energy seems to be a little bit bad.
Hearing Jiang's late white inquiry, Qi Qingxing touched her hair obviously, but he still said, "yes."
"Much?" Jiang evening White asked curiously, reached out to pull a part of the hair to the body, can see the obvious white hair.
But she didn't know what it looked like in general.
In fact, the white hair on the river's head in the evening has accounted for nearly half.
Qi Qingxing eyes are heavy, he said: "if you destroy those stone steles, will they be restored?"
"I don't know." Jiang shook his head later in the evening. "However, if the stone steles are destroyed, then the fallen place will have no restrictions on the intruders."
Without these constraints, I don't know if it is good or bad for the fallen.
Before knowing the meaning of the existence of the fallen place, Jiang late White did not intend to destroy those stone monuments.
Qi Qingxing clearly understood what Jiang thought in his late white heart. He had a little helpless in his eyes, but he decided a little bit if Really to the impossible step, he will not like Jiang evening white so much scrupulous.
He only knows that he wants to protect the river from the night white.
Jiang night white can guess Qi Qingxing heart thought, she side body, looking at Qi Qingxing's eyes, laughing, the eye angle of the pattern is a bit deep, can fall in Qi Qingxing's eyes, still let his heart soft up.
"Ah hang, don't be impulsive. Even if I look old, for people like us, life expectancy is longer than ordinary people, and aging of appearance doesn't explain anything." The river is late in the white road.
Qi Qingxing should have a sound, did not say much, only bow in the eyes of the late White River kiss the kiss, also do not know whether to hear the words of Jiang evening white.
Qi Qingxing kisses her eyebrows and eyes, and falls down gradually on her lips. When the lingering is deeper, Jiang evening white suddenly reaches out to hold Qi Qingxing's neck.
Qi Qingxing mistakenly thought she was moving, and was trying to cover her body. Jiang evening white suddenly shrunk her legs from the water, and the whole person shrunk into Qi Qingxing's arms.
"What's wrong?" Qi Qingxing holds her and looks down on the river.
The white face of the river was slightly white, and there were small pimples on her skin. She took the hand on Qi Qingxing's neck and stared at the river with a dark eye. "Just now there was a hand to catch my feet."
Qi Qingxing listened, his face suddenly cold.
"Put on your shoes first." Qi Qingxing holds her feet, and his hands are cold, and his eyebrows are twisted even more severely.
He took a brocade from his pocket, wiped his feet for Jiang evening white, and put on shoes and socks for her.
And the river evening white is leaning into the river to see, the face is not good-looking.
But the river is still clear, and you can see what the bottom of the river is. Don't say if you have any hands, even a living thing.
"Is it water grass?" Qi Qingxing put on shoes and socks for her, and then he looked at it. He saw nothing, and then he asked.
Jiang shook his head in the evening, "no water grass."
She was afraid of what would be hidden in the grass, so there was no place to find water grass.
Qi Qingxing also found this point, he sipped his lips, palm covered with a layer of magic Qi, and put his hand into the water.