The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

The setting sun was jumping among the mountains, and finally couldn’t resist the twilight, and sank into the mountains. The sky gradually dimmed, and night was about to fall.

The people in the distance came, as if they came from the depths of the darkness, driving the twilight, like smoke and illusion, mysterious and unpredictable.

"Master." Wuxin trembled slightly, her eyes followed the ethereal figure, she told herself that it was not an illusion.

"Sister." Qing Jun regained his composure and walked in front of her, very close, but he still felt that he couldn't see clearly enough.

Yechen silently followed behind Qiongying, he felt that she seemed a little angry.

"What a strange combination." Jing Ao muttered in a low voice.

Nangongchen frowned slightly. Even if she came back, he still felt far away, as if there was a wall blocking her. Is it because she was too mysterious, or was he not familiar enough with her?

"Let's go." Jing Ao pushed Nangong Chen, who was in deep thought, that guy really likes sex, right?

Nangong Chen shook off the distracting thoughts in his head, looked up, startled, and looked at Jing Ao in disbelief.

"What's wrong?" Jing Ao was suspicious, Chen's gaze seemed to be seeing a ghost, could it be that there was still white powder on his face, just a little powder, Chen shouldn't be so shocked, right?

"You, your face..." Nangong Chen couldn't continue, probably because he couldn't stand it anymore.

"What's wrong with my face?" Jing Ao wiped his face with his sleeve, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

Nan Gongchen couldn't say it, so he picked up a smooth machete and asked Jing Ao to take a picture for himself.

Seeing the reflection on the blade, Jing Ao was startled, his heart almost couldn't bear it, and he almost wiped his neck with the blade.

There are patches of red spots on the face, like birthmarks, extending to the neck, not too ugly, but enough to attract attention.

The white powder was sprinkled on the green python just now, and the green python was extremely itchy, but he didn't feel it at all, so he thought it had no effect on the human body, so he didn't intend to lie to him.

"Wuxin, Wuxin, don't go, give me the antidote..." Jing Ao rushed up to stop Wuxin, covering his face with his sleeve, the last thing he wanted was to be seen by Wuxin like this.

"Get out of the way!" Wuxin's face turned cold, and the slightly better mood just now disappeared.

Qiong Ying and the others also stopped, looked at Jing Ao who was blocking the way, and wondered why he had to cover his face with his sleeves?

"Wuxin, I was poisoned by you, please give me the antidote." Jing Ao said flatteringly, he had to bow his head for his peerless beauty.

"What poison?" Suspicion flashed in Wuxin's eyes.

"It's the bag of poisonous powder you gave me." Jing Ao wanted to cry but had no tears.

When Nangong Chen heard this, he was very angry, no wonder Jing Ao handed over the poisonous powder to him, there was a conspiracy!

"Do you look like you've been poisoned?" Wu Xin asked coldly.

"It's true! Look!" Jing Ao's heart swayed, and he lowered his hand, revealing his entire face, that expression was like eating a fly.

Wuxin was stunned for a moment, she hadn't reacted to this sudden situation for a long time.

"Hehe." The crisp smile overflowed, very light and faint, but everyone could hear it clearly and it was extremely pleasing to the ear.

"Sister, what are you laughing at?" Qingjun asked knowingly, she was in a happy mood, and his mood was also happy.

"It's nothing." Qiong Ying glanced at Jing Ao and smiled.

Jing Ao's face darkened, he looked at Wuxin innocently and tried to cure him.

"There is no antidote." Wu Xin's tone was not bad, if he could make his master smile, Dongfang Jingao would probably put his face on it from now on.