Dressed as the white moonlight of premature death, I have a hint for cultivating immortals

Chapter 80
Hearing the words, Xuanyuan Wuhen narrowed his eyes, flew forward, and grabbed Jiang Qing's collar, his dark eyes contained endless storms and fierce possessiveness: "Jiang Qing, since you have provoked me, don't even think about it." Leaving my side so easily...not to mention flirting with other men..."

So, don't try to disobey him, don't try to push him away.In this life, without his permission, you can't leave without permission.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Wuhen didn't even know how he felt about Jiang Qing, he only knew that he wanted to keep the woman in front of him by his side forever.

Love is clumsy, love is domineering and passionate!

Jiang Qing knocked Xuanyuan Wuhen's hand off with a backhand, her beautiful eyes were already dark, and her eyes were filled with endless anger and killing intent: "Xuanyuan Wuhen, who do you think you are? If you say no, why should I?" Listen to you?"

Xuanyuan Wuhen took Jiang Qing's hand easily, and hugged Jiang Qing in his arms, domineering and stubborn, confident and arrogant: "It's because of you that you provoked me!"

Jiang Qing laughed angrily when she heard the words, looked at the deep eyes that were close at hand, and said coldly: "If that's the case, I would rather never provoke you..."

"Why, do you regret it?" Xuanyuan Wuhen stared at her with deep eyes, dark pupils with strong storm surges.

"Yes, I do regret it..." Jiang Qing looked directly at his dark and deep pupils, and said in a cold voice.

She didn't know why she said that, maybe it was out of anger.

There was a strong storm in Xuanyuan Wuhen's dark eyes. At that moment, he really wanted to strangle the woman in front of him to death.

While thinking this way, Xuanyuan Wuhen did exactly that, and grabbed Jiang Qing's neck mercilessly with his right hand. At this moment, as long as he exerted a little force, the woman in front of him could die cleanly.

Maybe he won't be able to make him angry again after he dies...

But, damn it!He just can't do it!

Damn it, seeing her beautiful eyes, you will unconsciously sink into them.

Damn it, seeing her stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat, he would smile involuntarily, and of course it would make his teeth itch with hatred...

Damn seeing her frowning slightly, he will feel distressed, irritable, and involuntarily want to smooth it out.

The fleeting figure half a year ago aroused his curiosity.

Out of curiosity, he did not hesitate to mobilize his hands to find...

But this woman seemed to have disappeared, and she couldn't find it no matter how hard she looked.

Since you can't find it, grab all the ones that look similar.Well, finally found it now.I finally saw the woman who aroused my curiosity.

Well, she looks really good and beautiful, and Ruoliu Fufeng's Yingruo appearance is also his favorite style, it can be said that he likes everything from head to toe.

It's just that damn stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat made Xuanyuan Wuhen's teeth itch with hatred.

He vowed to conquer her, tame her, and make her as docile and obedient as her appearance, and the weak ones could only obediently hide under his wings and be protected by him.

And just under this collision again and again, Xuanyuan Wuhen, who had never put any woman in his eyes, fell involuntarily.

Feeling the touch from the neck, Jiang Qing sometimes tightened and sometimes relaxed.

At this moment, her originally tense mood also relaxed, and Jiang Qing could tell that Xuanyuan Wuhen liked her, otherwise why would she be entangled and unable to do anything about it.

Just so what?She and Xuanyuan Wuhen were not suitable at all.

She wants to be free, she hates being restrained and controlled by others.And what Xuanyuan Wuhen wanted was a little woman who relied on him wholeheartedly, hid under his wings and was protected by him.

That is to say, like the original owner and Liu Yiyi, Jiang Qing has her own style of doing things, and it is impossible to become like that in her whole life.Therefore, it is impossible for her and Xuanyuan Wuhen to come together unless one party can compromise.

"Why, didn't you want to kill me? Why didn't you kill me?" Jiang Qing looked at the man in front of her mockingly and sneered.

Xuanyuan Wuhen looked coldly at the face that made him love and hate, and after a while, he said: "You go, I don't want to see you again..."

His voice was very calm, but also very cold. At that moment, Jiang Qing seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, shivering all over from the cold.

At the same time as the voice fell, Xuanyuan Wuhen let go of Jiang Qing's hand on her neck, and then turned around without looking at her again.

"Really let me go..." Jiang Qing asked, looking at Xuanyuan Wuhen's back.

The other party's calm appearance made Jiang Qing a little uncomfortable.

Xuanyuan Wuhen didn't answer her, but disappeared in a blink of an eye with a flick of his footsteps.

Although he likes Jiang Qing, he doesn't have to have her.

Besides, what kind of woman does Xuanyuan Wuhen want?It's just that the woman in front of him moved him, so he dared to be so unscrupulous.

Jiang Qing stared blankly at the direction where Xuanyuan Wuhen disappeared, and it took her a long time to come to her senses. For some reason, at this moment, she suddenly felt a little inexplicably uncomfortable.

That feeling made her very uncomfortable. Fortunately, it was only for a moment, and Jiang Qing quickly returned to normal.

Finally, he took a deep look at the direction Xuanyuan Wuhen was leaving before turning around and leaving.

Xuanyuan Ancient Clan, Xiaoyao Palace!
In the dark palace room, only one bright lamp was lit, and the flickering light could only illuminate a corner of the room.

At this moment, a beautiful man who was angry with God was lying lazily on his side on an incomparably gorgeous soft bed with his head propped on one hand.

The man's eyes were closed and his posture was lazy, but if he observed carefully, it was obvious that the beautiful and strangely handsome face was covered with gloom.

Obviously, the man at the moment is not happy.

"Squeak!" With a soft sound, suddenly, the heavy palace gate was opened from the outside.

Hearing the sound, Xuanyuan Wuhen frowned, still closed his eyes, and said coldly: "Didn't you say that you don't want to disturb me if you have nothing to do?"

Zhishu shook his body in fright, glanced at the man lazily lying on his side on the soft couch in the palace room, and couldn't help complaining secretly: Young Master doesn't know what's wrong, since he went out and came back, he has been Lock yourself in the palace room and see no one.

"Forgive me, son. I dare not disturb you. I just want to ask you how to deal with the dishes in Mingxia Pavilion..." Zhishu thought of his purpose and asked cautiously.

In the past, these unfinished dishes were naturally thrown away.

But the problem is that 108 of the 100 dishes in the Mingxia Pavilion are extremely precious seven-star silver carp, and she looked carefully and found that the chopsticks were not touched at all in those dishes, it would be a pity to throw them away.

What's more, Zhishu knows that the young master prepared those specially for that Jiang girl. Under such circumstances, Zhishu can't deal with it without authorization.

Xuanyuan Wuhen heard the words, and then opened his eyes, and his eyes without any emotion fell on Zhishu, and then he sneered, and said with a mocking face: "Give it to the girls in the Nishang Pavilion to eat!" Bar!"

He didn't know why he did this, maybe it was out of anger.

When Zhishu heard the words, he looked up in surprise. At that moment, he thought that there was something wrong with his ears.

What kind of place is the Nishang Pavilion? It is the most lowly and lewd place among the ancient Xuanyuan clan, and it is also a place for the male cultivators of the family to enjoy themselves.

The people living in it are all beautiful women collected from all over the Canglan Continent. These women are specially trained by the ancient people according to the preferences of men.

Whether it's appearance, figure, tone of voice, posture, or even proficiency in everything, even the skill of serving men is first-class.

Isn't the young master usually the most disdainful of the women in the neon clothes pavilion?Why do you still take the initiative to reward today?

Such a precious seven-star silver carp, for those lowly women to eat, it is better to give them a few.

Of course, Zhishu just thought about it, but he didn't dare to say what was in his heart.

(End of this chapter)