The love value of fast crossing space

Chapter 571

The bright moon hangs high.

On the black wall, there was a bunch of black figures, with long legs stretched out straight, and the other one bent, and the hand resting on the leg was shaking a pot of "poppies".

Moyuan has fine wine and is famous as Poppies.

The moonlight was bright, and there was one thing reflecting the same light on the tiles.

Shiny, dazzling.

The wine in the jug, with the inadvertent shaking of the person, fell on the tiles bit by bit.One drop landed on the tip of the long sword.

"Zheng-"

The long sword flew into the air and fell into her hand.

Lian Qi stared at it.

The sword turned over, the wine dripped in the air, was hit instantly, and burst into the air.

The blade fluttered down again.

Glancing at the long sword under him, Lian Qi put his hands behind his head, with a small expression of contentment.

No heart disease, all martial arts come back, the feeling of walking the world with the sword.

cool!

Lian Qi raised her head, her white and slender neck moved a few times, and most of the wine in the jug went down.

She threw the empty flagon.

Lazy stood up, patted the dust on his hands, and patted the mud on his butt by the way—it was time to get down to business.

On the black wall, a black figure leaped lightly, the long sword in his hand cut through the sky, and went straight to a paper window.

The entire window was pierced by the sword. In the dark night, there was a violent explosion, and the entire window exploded. The figure followed the sword and easily entered the room. The long sword didn't stop and rushed straight to the bed.

The person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, swung out his palm, and followed by a soft whip—the long sword was entangled.

The blade unexpectedly broke inch by inch and fell to the ground of the black stone slab.

The other party slowly straightened up. In the darkness, although his face could not be seen clearly, his eyes could not be ignored.

Plain, with a bit of casualness that doesn't catch the eye.

And... the same deterrent power as the sword in her hand just now.

The aura of the superior is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people.

Such a person is easily intimidating.

However, Lian Qi didn't care to think about threats or not, she stared at the broken sword on the ground: "..."

Forget it, the male protagonist of the plane, she had expected that this would not be an easy role to deal with.

Fortunately, she didn't bring her cuttlefish sword.

After Lian Qi was happy, she sat down lightly on the chair, rested her chin with one hand, picked up the blue and white porcelain pot on the green wood table, and poured it into a small porcelain teacup.

She was leisurely and leisurely, the tea was already cold, and she didn't mind, she took her time, and the tea line flowing out of the tea spout slowly fell into the porcelain cup.

The cup was very small and shallow, and it was full in just two strokes. Lian Qi slowly put down the teapot, lowered her head slightly, shook the cup, and took a sip comfortably.

After drinking tea, he finally raised his eyes slightly and landed on the person opposite.

At some point, the other party had already sat across from her, holding a cup as well. In the middle of the night, and there was no light, Lian Qi could only see the cup being flipped and played with in his hand.

Are you not panicked when you are attacked in the middle of the night?

It seems, is the norm?
Lian Qi crossed Erlang's legs, and slowly raised the teapot with one hand, "Brother, do you want some tea?"

Her voice was deliberately lowered, it was like the voice of a handsome young man.

Those eyes that were plain but sharp enough to strike people's hearts slowly met her.

Lian Qi will not play the game of eye contact with him, some people can see your secret when they look at each other.She leisurely pushed and tilted the teapot forward.

The tea line fell into the cup in his hand without permission, hastily, but very openly.

In this scene, it was as if she was the host and he was the guest.

(End of this chapter)