Chapter 207 Beauty Like a Cloud (2)

The sky and the mainland are different. The imperial court and the rivers and lakes of the sky and the mainland are in an indescribable balance.Of course, on the bright side, the imperial court is in a dominant position.But the power of the rivers and lakes should not be underestimated.In today's arena, there are no more reckless men, most of them represent one side of power.It is terrible to combine the forces of various empires.

Jianghu is such a terrible place.Therefore, most of the time, the emperors of various dynasties have a natural instinct to restrain the rivers and lakes.But I have to say that Jianghu has been successful, from Liuyue Academy to the current Wulin League.Jianghu has always faced various challenges in a state of unity.

Even though the empire has undergone thousands of changes, the rivers and lakes have always stood firm.

This time, Jianghu wanted to win over Huang Xiao, probably because they wanted to break this balance, they didn't want to be behind the scenes, they wanted to go in front of the scenes.

It's a pity that none of them expected that the Queen of the South Kingdom, the person they thought was dead, would actually transmigrate into another person.Now they are sitting in Huang Xiao's headquarters, drinking the soup made by the man they want to seduce.

Fortunately, they didn't know, otherwise they don't know if these martial arts seniors who have worked so hard will be pissed off on the spot?
"Wuxin, the food you cook is really the best!"

Curved eyes, like a child.

There is no murderous intent, no killing intent.

Holding the bowl like a child, gobbling it up.

"Is there any more, another bowl!"

Put the delicate dishes on it, looking innocent, as if the imageless person who just ate just now is not her.

Hua Wuxin couldn't restrain the smile in her heart, and laughed out loud.

"Laugh fart!"

Leng Luanyue was a little embarrassed by the laugh.From shame to anger, he yelled out two classic swear words.

Unexpectedly...
"Well, I'm just kidding."

The young man's long hair hangs on his back all the year round, the black silk is like ink, and a thin bun is tied up with a thin layer on top.To say it is small is really not modest. It is a rather small bun, which is a bunch of black hair pulled diagonally into a loose ball.

A branch was inserted on it.

At this time, there was a slight smile on his face, and his eyes were dark and deep.

(End of this chapter)

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