The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Qing Jun's expression darkened, he thought hard for a while, then bent his lips, and his eyes brightened again.

"Sister, let me wait for you, sister."

"Huh? Why?" Qiongying said with interest, she did not order him to wait, if she needed him to wait, as long as she used power to order him, power is the bargaining chip to achieve the goal.

"I like to wait for you, sister." Qing Jun smiled sweetly at her.

Qiongying didn't say anything, very good, she will wait and see, Qingjun's weakness is much more ambitious than Qiutong and others.

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The days flew by, and the middle of August was ushered in. It was a busy time for young illusionists, and they went to school one after another. Xuantian's colleges and universities had launched enthusiastic enrollment.

The night fog is coming, the moonlight is faint, the mountain breeze is cool to the bottom of my heart, and the night is getting deeper.

Wu Xin stood quietly, dressed in white plain clothes, she seemed to blend into the night mist.

The direction of her gaze is the west, even though she has been here for more than half a year, the west is still not a place for her to set foot.

There was a roar in the sky, and a huge black-crowned cuckoo hawk swooped down from the night and landed accurately on the ground.

The girl got down from the falcon's back, stretched out her palm and transformed into an orange light, and whispered: "Hidden."

The huge falcon instantly turned into a cloud of green mist and penetrated into the orange light. Qiutong smiled and put away the orange light.

She has already made a contract with the black-crowned cuckoo, as long as she does not cancel the contract, she lives, it lives; she dies, it dies, this is a kind of contract between the illusionist and the phantom beast.

The phantom beasts that have signed a contract are absolutely obedient to their masters. They can disappear temporarily and hide in a certain medium to sleep. Only the master can summon them.

There are other contracts, such as a death contract, where the owner dies, and the phantom beast must die. Lift and so on.

"Wuxin, I'm waiting for your gorgeous return."

Qiutong stood next to Wuxin and stared at the west side with her, which was the most mysterious place in the fortress.

Compared with the west, she prefers the east, which is the direction to welcome the sunrise, filled with light, washing away the darkness in her body.

"I won't keep you waiting for a long time." Wu Xin didn't take her eyes off it, as if she wasn't talking to Qiu Tong.

"I'm looking forward to it." Qiutong suddenly turned her head to the side, looking at Wuxin's beautiful face, which was so dazzlingly beautiful without any blemishes.

She admitted that she not only hated her unintentional arrogance, but also envied her appearance and inherent nobility.

"Wuxin, do you know? I hate you." Qiutong laughed at herself, and when she said it, she felt extraordinarily peaceful in her heart.

"I know." Wuxin was not surprised that Qiutong said it bluntly. She didn't hate Qiutong, but she didn't like it, maybe a little more than ignoring it.

"Wuxin, maybe you don't even bother to hate me, but, do you know? Your stunning appearance seems to be mocking the master."

Qiutong curled her lips strangely, the master was a taboo for the three of them, Ye Chen and Wuxin never dared to mention the master.

They didn't like to puncture that layer of paper, but she wanted to puncture it, tearing Wuxin's face!Trample her arrogance!

Wuxin's breath cooled down, even with killing intent.

The master's appearance is incomparable, the master's nobility can be covered up by a scar, the master's imposing manner and incomparable dignity overwhelm his appearance.