Aotian's stunning concubine: Charming World Demon Eye

"Zi Yan, Zi Jie, send the princess out, and then make arrangements for that woman!" Young Master Dugu raised his eyebrows slightly, and pursed his thin lips slightly.

"It's Young Master!" The two stood up gracefully and led them to the outside of the stone gate.

Seeing the disappearing figure, Young Master Dugu's hostility gradually rose, and he looked coldly at Mei Ji who was kneeling on the ground, seeming to regret, but at the same time scolding: "Mei Ji, Mei Ji, you almost made a mistake again. A major event for the deity! Do you know it's a crime?"

"Mei Ji is guilty! Please punish me, please, don't drive my subordinates away!" Mei Ji wept bitterly, wailing.

How could she not know where she was wrong, but she was not reconciled, not at all.

Young Master Dugu sighed slightly, looked up to the sky and closed his eyes: "If you don't let you grow your memory, he will ruin the important affairs of this deity in the end. Abolish one-third of your cultivation, learn from it! You can Have an excuse?"

Meiji gave a bitter smile, pursed her lips, and shook her head: "The cultivation of my subordinates all depends on the enlightenment of the lord, and Meiji is willing to accept the punishment of the lord, as long as she can stay with the lord, Meiji has nothing to say. .”

"Very good!" Young Master Dugu nodded lightly, frowned, slightly moved.

Lift your finger, stretch it to her forehead, and tap it lightly...

Mei Ji had never felt such pain before, she only felt that the water in her body seemed to burst a bank, escaping bit by bit from the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows.

The piercing pain seemed to drown her inch by inch.

Uncomfortable, chest, limbs, pain as if bursting, all internal organs are aching.

After a while, Young Master Dugu withdrew his hand, glanced at her indifferently, and left with a flick of his sleeve...

Mei Ji only felt a fishy smell coming up from her chest, but she couldn't swallow it no matter what.

A mouthful of blood gushed out from his throat and sprayed on the lakeside. The blood splashed like a lotus flower that exploded, with a coquettish and poignant beauty.

"Hmm..." Meiji finally couldn't hold it anymore, she lay down on the ground and started crying...

Who knows what she has gone through, and who knows the pain in her heart...

As soon as Nan Liyou came out of Dugu Castle, she let go of Ling Xiaohan's hand, and walked in front without making a sound.

The scene just now seemed like a dream. Although she didn't remember it clearly, she still felt something wrong with herself.

"Boss, what kind of dance did you dance just now? It's so beautiful. It's even more beautiful than that, that, oh... Miao Niang, the neon dress dance..."

Nan Liyou shook her head. Subconsciously, she remembered that movement very clearly, but she couldn't remember when she learned that complicated dance, and she didn't even know the name.

She also seemed to feel that she slept in Yinglin Xiaozhu that day, and then had a dream that was exactly the same as that dream. In the dream, she also danced lightly, dancing the same movements as the dance just now.

In the dream besides herself, of course there was the man in white, but she couldn't see the man's face clearly.

The only thing I remember is that I was very happy, and he seemed to call himself: "Li'er..."

His voice is very pleasant, like the warm sun in the cold winter, very comfortable, very comfortable.

She just feels so happy, and just wants to use dancing to describe her mood.

"However, there is one thing that is very strange. Why do you and His Highness become so strange when you encounter that tree, but we don't?" Yan Caiwu rubbed his chin and said as he walked.

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