Chapter 1487: robber

The more people listened, the more weird it became...what did this look like?
Long Feiye couldn't help being a little curious, "Is there still such a robber dress?" Why hasn't he heard?
Although Yun Haochen was curious, there were other things to leave for those things, so he just dropped a sentence, "You change it yourself." Then, he immediately disappeared where he was holding Qingcheng.
Long Feiye couldn't help but envy: "How high is this cultivation base? It just disappeared?"
Nightmare directly replied: "With the current cultivation speed of Young Master Long, if there is no opportunity, we need to wait another three hundred years."
"Huh? It will take three hundred years?" Long Fei was suddenly surprised, isn't it a holy level? He is almost at the holy level now, isn't he!
Nightmare didn't give a specific explanation. If he were to tell him, their emperor was not a saint, but...I'm afraid it's not very good, so I chose not to say it.
Long Feiye curled his lips, "My master doesn't need three hundred years, and Xiaobai and I are both highly talented. Even if there is no opportunity, at most five to ten years."
Yue Mobai smiled faintly: "I will be two years earlier than you."
"Hey, who is better than who is, maybe." Long Feiye suddenly expressed dissatisfaction.
Shadow Follow Chengfeng is to wrap his face, one eye also wears something to cover one, the arm is buckled with the very weird symbol given by Qingcheng, a skull, the pattern of two crossed bones below, everyone is completely This is the first time I have seen such a weird sign.
When they all changed their costumes, Long Feiye couldn't hold back on the spot, "Haha, what does this look like? With a turban on his head?"
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, everyone is the same, not only wearing a mask, but also covering the face with a black cloth, one eye is covered with a special'eye mask', and the head is still Wrapped in a turban.
This image looks strange, but it's indescribably handsome.
Yue Mobai glanced coldly, and said faintly, "It's not the same with you."
On the other side, Qingcheng was taken to a quiet corner by Yun Haochen, and Yun Haochen would naturally not let go of this opportunity.
Pushing the person under the wall, the low-pitched charm called with a husky voice: "Li'er..."
The face under Qingcheng's mask suddenly turned red, and some were hot, and some nodded in confusion, "I...I am."
Yun Haochen smiled slightly, and asked her to lift her chin, whispering: "I miss you so much..."
Leaning over and stamping her lips, Qingcheng was taken aback for a moment. As the opponent's kiss gradually deepened, his eyes began to blur, and he gradually responded, putting his hands around the opponent's neck and starting a counterattack.
After a quarter of an hour, the two of them breathed quickly. Finally let go of each other, Qingcheng also tried to adjust his breathing, staring at each other slightly in his eyes that had not completely receded.
With a hint of annoyance in his tone, "You, you don't even look at when it is, and it's still so rude."
Yun Haochen chuckled lightly, dropped a kiss on her lips again, and then said, "What I do for my husband now is also serious! Why is it not serious?"
Qingcheng suddenly gave her a blank look, "Go go, hurry up and tidy up, wait until they are all anxious." As he said, he pushed away the ‘mountain’ that stood in front of him.
A set of black and red robes appeared in his hand, "This is for you. I know your robes are black, but just in case someone recognizes the different styles of clothes, you should change to another one. Under my advanced space, you Also quickly put it on."
After speaking, before Yun Haochen could speak, he threw the clothes in his hands directly to him, and the person disappeared.