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Chapter 113: Beiming Shaoguang's anger【1】

"What are you laughing at?" The boy's warm inquiry contained a hint of coldness, a male voice that made people like it.

"Laughing at you, you can protect your future wife from the wind and rain." The girl said this with a smile on her face, her tranquil beauty and the moonlight blending into a pleasing scene.

Looking at the surprised and teasing little boy, the young man just clenched the warmth in his hand to protect you from the wind and rain, but I am more willing to protect your life.

The fragrance of chrysanthemums became more and more intense around them, and the night wind made the fragrance seem to be swirling around them and blowing into the distance. This night was filled with a hint of sweetness in the silence.

"We're here." The young man let go of his surprised little finger and pointed to the flower bed only a step away from them, and stopped. The moonlight was hazy, and he could vaguely see a large area of ​​golden color in front of him. Mixed with the night, it looked hazy but not bright.

True.[

"I can't see clearly." Jingran said honestly what he was thinking.

The young man looked down at the girl with a smile, turned around, all the silk threads were flying, and his handsome body suddenly retreated towards the chrysanthemums and hung in the air.

A red jade flute flashed in the young man's hand. He put the jade flute to his lips, and the sound of the flute gradually began to play. The flute sounded green and mixed with a sense of mystery.

The movement of this flute was something Jingran had never heard before. Even though she had heard so many famous songs in her previous life, she had never heard anything like this.

"Miss, are you awake?" The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines through the petunias on the windowsill into Jingran's room. Jingran opened his sleepy eyes and saw Hongdou coming in with breakfast.

"Um." Jingran looked at the surrounding furnishings and wondered how he came back. He was obviously with the young man in the palace last night. "Hong'er, how did I come back last night?" Jingran saw that it was already late,

Then he slowly got up.

While Hong Dou was serving the rice, he returned and said, "Miss, what are you saying? You scared the slave to death last night. After the banquet, I waited for most of the time but you didn't come back. I didn't dare to alert the general. I was alone in the palace.

Look here.”

Hongdou took out a gold-pink silk knitted dress from the closet and handed it to Jingran. Fang said: "This slave has been searching in the palace for a long time, but there is no trace of the young lady. She almost got lost. Then a man holding a sword

The handsome young man said, Miss, you have come back a long time ago. I was half-convinced, and I will be back soon. Miss, you have indeed come back, and you are still sleeping soundly."

The handsome young man holding the sword? She was shocked and surprised. She didn't know the young man holding the sword at all last night. Could it be that he sent me back? What happened last night?

Thinking of the strange sight that the boy showed her last night, Ranran couldn't help but feel her heart beat in shock, that lovable boy.

"Master, where are we going now?" Qing Yuelin appeared in a remote place at the corner of the street, supporting the somewhat weak Di Mingyuan.

"Go where you should go!" Jade Chan Palace changed his appearance at this moment, with an ordinary face that made it difficult for people to tell who he was. And Qing Yuelin also transformed into Brother Scar.

A slender centipede-like scar spread diagonally from the corner of his forehead to the corner of his left eye. Coupled with the brown clothes, he couldn't help but look cool.

The battle with Bei Ming Shaoguang last night took a lot of energy from him. It seems that after the human body has been mercilessly damaged, even with a soul as powerful as his, it will take a long time to repair it.
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