Black-bellied little crazy concubine: Xie Zun, come to the live broadcast!

Chapter 65 What do people in this place know

Seeing Luo Huoqin being so shameless, the audience expressed their inability to complain.

But what can they do, they just like this kind of shameless podcaster.

Alas, life is already so difficult, why bother digging out routines everywhere!

"..." Xiao Luoxuan remained expressionless.

"Luo Xuanxuan, you should just say something, or you can release the restraint on me." Luo Huoqin begged pitifully: "It's really hard for me to stand like this, do you know that?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw his hand resting on the table lightly waved.

Luo Huoqin found that she could move.

Immediately ran to the table opposite Xiao Luoxuan and sat down, picked up a teacup, and poured himself a full cup of tea.

Seeing that the teacup in front of him was empty, I bought one for him, and greeted him warmly: "Come, come, drink tea."

After speaking, he drank the tea he poured in one gulp.

A few drops of undrinked tea slipped from her lips, and the color on her jade-white cheeks was particularly bright.

Xiao Luoxuan looked at it, withdrew his eyes lightly, and held the teacup tightly with his slender fingertips.

There is always an attractive charm about her, and people can't help but want to take a few more glances.

Luo Huoqin quenched his thirst, moved the cup aside, and lay on the table, unaware that the wrist with the blood spirit was exposed, stared straight at him, and asked: "Luo Xuanxuan, can you Can't tell me, what do you want that phoenix for?"

Xiao Luoxuan's eyes fell on her wrist, but he didn't return her.

Luo Huoqin followed his gaze and saw that he was looking at her blood spirit, so she put her wrist in front of his eyes and said with distressed expression: "Everyone says mine is a waste blood spirit, alas, but I There is no other way, and I don’t know how to cultivate.”

As she spoke, she secretly watched his reaction.

"This is not a waste blood spirit." Xiao Luoxuan's cold voice was mixed with a bit of disgust: "What do people in this kind of place know?"

"According to what you mean, my blood spirit is very strong?" Luo Huoqin's eyes lit up, but she raised her other hand with a gloomy expression, put it on her face, and lay back on her stomach: "But I practice It’s very difficult, and I haven’t become a real cultivator yet.”

Hearing this, Xiao Luoxuan took her hand, and the slender fingertips touched her pulse, as if feeling her pulse.

Luo Huoqin raised her eyebrows slightly, hiding a bit of composure. This technique looks quite professional.

She didn't bother him, just stared at him quietly.

Xiao Luoxuan's originally cold and indifferent face gradually became a bit ugly, and his brows also slowly frowned.

"Nonsense." Xiao Luoxuan stared at her like ice: "Did you take the potion of ghost mother grass for three days?"

"Forehead……"

Luo Huoqin was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that he really had two brushes, and he could even see this.

Under his cold stare, he suddenly felt a little guilty, and said embarrassingly, "Yes, yes."

"You're a fool, who made you drink it? Do you know what the consequences are?"

Xiao Luoxuan's face was as cold as ice, and his voice was full of sternness.

Why is he so fierce?

Luo Huoqin pretended to be frightened, shrank her shoulders, and at the same time withdrew her hand.

"It was Fengweiqin who asked me to drink it. It said that I could start practicing after drinking the motherwort water. I also know what the consequences will be if I drink this, but I... I just want to try it, I don't want to When a trash..."

(End of this chapter)