Chapter 219: I have an "evil charm" halo

In contemplation, the finger against the lower lip was pulled over, and the man held the fingertip and kissed softly.
Jingwu's long fingers, but also shiny and jade-like, are really pretty tight, letting people put it down.
Jingwu's fingertips were itchy for a while, and he wanted to withdraw his hands, but was firmly held by the other party.
"Mozun's hands are really beautiful."
"Are only the hands beautiful?"
Shuang Hua's breathing was stagnant, and he stared down at him, "Everywhere in the world is magical."
Minato wanted to be close to the beauty, but was stopped by the other's free hand. Shuang Hua fell into a kiss in the palm of Jingwu, and was so angry that he slashed in one hand.
The chaotic sounds in the hall made the scalp numb in the hall. I don't know what happened recently, the two often have to fight each other like this, I don't know if it is fun or really upset.
The demon Wu Wuzun and Frost Huaxian Jun have the same strength. In the end, it is just a waste of energy.
Jing Wu: Just dispel someone's anger.
The feeling of being enchanted is really uncomfortable.

Helping the demon escape, and seeing him enter the human realm, He Qiu knew he was wrong, and pleaded with Ziming to take him to the earth to catch him.
However, just as the Lantern Festival in the world, He Qiu had a good time, and he had long forgotten that demon.
"Dongfeng puts flowers and trees in the night. It blows down and the stars are like rain. The car carved by BMW is full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flutes, the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night."
"This world is more lively than the Three Realms of the Demon."
Jingwu walked on a crowded street and saw that a small piece of space was left around him, but it was those mortals who were astonished that they were not like mortals and did not dare to be too close, lest they disturb the young people of Zhilan Yushu.
The lights were gorgeous, and in Shuanghua's view, they could not reach the person's face.
Shuang Hua's gaze has always been on Jingwu, guarding others from being touched easily. Even if he knew that he wouldn't do that, the person would have mana protection, but still couldn't help but want to do something for it.
"Look at that lamp."
Jing Wu pulled La Shuanghua's sleeves, Shuang Hua looked up, but it was a tall and delicate lantern with a height of one person. On the satin surface of the lamp side, a delicate and beautiful beauty is depicted, which is lifelike, covered with a veil, and decorated with fringed ornaments.
Every year the Lantern Festival will be judged by a lantern king and displayed on the stage. Everyone can take the stage to perform a lantern riddle test, and the winner can get the lantern king. Sending it to a loved one can be a good story.
"you want?"
Jing Wu shook his head. "It's just a lantern in the world. Look at the fun."
It was Ziming who was about to leave, but saw a familiar person come to power.
Jing Wu's gaze fell on another place, showing interest on his face.
Sure enough, but for a while, the man also came to power. Royal majesty is comparable to extraordinary people, and only Ziming can compare with it.
When He Qiu saw Yunyang Lin, he showed the joyful reunion after a long absence, but the other side did not look at him, but looked at Ziming with the hostile eyes.
He watched how close the two were.
Since He Qiu took the demon away, Li Yanglin has searched the world, but she has never seen anyone. Who knows, meeting again is like this scene.
"Wait for me." Jing Wu said, plunging into the vast sea of ​​people, but no trace was found.
Shuang Hua had his heart in mind, but remembering the words of Jing Wu, standing in place, waiting quietly with his eyes down.
There was a bustling scene around him, but Frost Hua's body seemed to be a world of his own, pure and indifferent, as if nothing could affect his thoughts.
"Shuang Hua." The sound of the annihilated crowd, but Shuang Hua heard it all at once, it was the voice of Jing Wu.
This was the first time Jingwu called his name.
— "The laughter is fragrant and fragrant. I look back suddenly, but the man is in the dark."
The beauty picks up the lamp, and that lamp is also bleak.
Jingwu hand-held a white lotus lamp, a fine lotus lamp, which comes from various models, with a smile on his face, "Here you are."
Shuanghua looked down and took it. "I should."
"Ah?"
"Giving lanterns to others is like asking for pleadings. I promised the affection of the situation."
Jing Wu just thought about the situation, but unexpectedly the man in front of him said these words.
The cold fairy held the light with one hand, and she was in a state of affection in her eyes, and she could not say a joke.
The lantern was sent by the lamp seller, saying that "the lantern is worse than no beauty, so ashamed, and willing to give it away." Jingwu did not say anything on the spot, but secretly put silver in the man's money bag.
But a lamp, no need to be affectionate.
On the stage, the test is nearing completion, leaving the two most eye-catching men. The two refused to give up to each other, and even the last Mystery King did not make them shy.
The host hesitated, "This is a scene that has never appeared at a lantern festival, two people, who is this lamp? Who is it?"
Ziming and Yunyang Lin gave up.
For a long time, Zi Ming smiled suddenly, "I let him." Jumped off the stage.
Yunyang Lin's face was ugly. With a wave in her hand, the light went on, and she had to be turned into dust.
"It's a pity." The situation murmured.
Zi Ming was already standing in front of him, and was about to leave with He Qiu, but she saw that Yangyang Lin secretly surrounded him.
The crowd under the stage gradually dissipated, and the dark tide was surging hidden in a prosperity.
"I don't know, what's up with Xiongtai?"
"You can go, this person," Pu Yanglin pointed to He Qiu, "stay."
Ziming's face sank. "I'm afraid this is not what you wish."
She Yanglin looked at He Qiu, "A Qiu."
He Qiu muttered, "Alin."
Ziming never thought that the two men were actually involved. But he knew very well that He Qiu's Yuan Yang was taken by him. The two were just good friends and did not go too far.
Qianglong does not press the ground snake, where the realm cannot use mana, Ziming assumes his own force, and does not bring an attendant, so Li Yanglin has the upper hand.
"A Lin, this is my friend. Don't do this. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to come back." He Qiu could not help but advise.
He likes Alin and Ziming, and does not want the two to conflict.
Pu Yanglin's face slowed slightly. "Come here."
He Qiu's foot moved, but was pulled by Ziming, "What? That person let you pass, you pass? Forget how you walked under me?"
He Qiu was in a dilemma.
Xun Yanglin saw the evil young man saying something in He Qiu's ear. He Qiu's ears turned red, his eyes flickered away.
Anyway, he is the emperor of others, and Pu Yanglin can see at a glance that the relationship between the two is not ordinary.
The rare lantern festival flourished, and Pu Yanglin did not want to undermine the joy of the people. The guards in plain clothes were in a trend of encirclement, but they did not let anyone leave.
The people around were cheerful, and Li Yanglin swept away, falling on two outstanding young people. And the two were looking at this place at the moment.
Yunyang Lin practiced for a period of time with the method given by He Qiu. Although he could not see the breath on Jingwu, he could perceive the dust from Shuanghua.
Frost Hua converges, but the spirit of Xiandao lingers. If it were an ordinary person, it would only feel that the son was not like a layman, and Jin was expensive. But as long as those who have practiced, they can sense the extraordinaryness of the other party even if they cannot detect the immortality.
Seeing a few familiar faces, Jingwu's face was cold again.
Frost's coldness is indifferent, such as the thin clouds of a man, which makes people unable to grasp the slightest. And the coldness of the situation is ice, like the gods above the nine days, with cold eyes watching all life.
"Ah, it's him." He Qiu suddenly said.
Pu Yanglin always focused on He Qiu, seeing the other person know the young man, and asked, "A Qiu met him?"
He Qiu hesitated, "I've seen both sides."
It's really only seen two sides.
"Since this buddy knows Aqiu, if he doesn't mind, he would like to go with us and treat him with courtesy." This is an invitation to Shuanghua to be a guest.
Shuang Hua didn't say a word, only turned his head to look at the situation.
Pu Yanglin followed and looked astounded.
There is such a beauty in the world!
But thinking of the extraordinaryness of the youth, Pu Yanglin knew it. Presumably this is not a mortal.
And the one beside Aqiu ...
Yunyang Lin knows that the other party is not simple, but he knows one thing, the realm can't use the power other than this. Presumably, the other party did not want him.
After entering the palace, but not seeing a few people showing different colors, Pu Yanglin became more certain of the speculation in her heart and treated people more politely.
Although he was an emperor, in the eyes of those immortals, he was just a vulgar man. How can the prosperity and wealth of the world be equal to the eternal life granted?
Originally, Yunyang Lin had the intention to imprison Ziming, and He Qiu begged for it to stop.
Yunyang Lin is not without concerns. It ’s a constraint, but I do n’t know what the punishment is. If you do too much, the other party is angry, and you disregard the rules.
Ziming has never been so severe since he became a demon, and his face is not bad. Especially on the second day, when I saw He Qiu and watched his stasis during walking, he knew what happened.
He Qiu saw Shuanghua, Ziming only found it interesting, but a mortal polluted his hearth, but he could not bear it. Under the eaves alone, one had to bow his head.
At the banquet, Pu Yanglin asked, "There is something I need to help you here."
Yunyang Lin wondered if she would get the chance if she let the two of them show affection.
Jingwu naturally did not owe such a cause and effect, but just shook his head and refused.
Pu Yanglin's eyes were darkened, and for a moment, she returned to normal, talking and laughing. During the banquet, Zi Ming's face calmed and he drunk without a word.
Pu Yanglin was proud of her heart and became more intimate with He Qiu's behavior. Jing Wu chuckled in his heart, and when he was broken, he became a treasure.
After the meal, refused the invitation of Li Yanglin's companion, Jingwu and Shuanghua walked on the imperial road of the imperial garden.
The night breeze slowly, the two walked side by side, the sleeve robe was next to each other, Jing Wu took a little finger to entangle people around him, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.
Frost Hua's heart moved, and with his wide sleeves covering, his backhand was holding the man's jade hand.
There is a kind of last life in Jingwu, where the two of them hang down on the old man, walking peacefully under the night wind.
"Zhi Ming."
Upon hearing He Qiu's voice, Jingwu stopped and pulled his hand from the other side. Shuang Hua was slightly regretful, and only heard another "Zi Ming" slang word from there.
"He Qiu, don't forget your identity, and dare to meet with others in private."
"Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose," He Qiuyu cried, "It's Alin ..."
The words are not exhaustive, and the body implicit in the words cannot be clearly seen.
"Oh, but a mortal," said a tear in the clothes, "It seems you are fierce, leaving so many traces on your body."
"Zi Ming, I was wrong. I shouldn't let him do anything. You can do anything you want. Don't leave me ..."
"Oh? Any way? I want to see, what can you do to fascinate so many people."
"Oh," the ambiguous voice came, and after a while, all that was left was the sobbing sobbing, heavy gasping, and the sound of the water clapping between the bodies.
Really heavy. Jing Wu Tucao.
"Let's go back." Shuang Hua pulled people back.
Back inside, Jing Wu frowned, "Xian Jun is shy?"
"Dirty eyes and ears," Shuang Hua said in a deep voice.
"Is that filthy eyes and eyes dirty?"
Shuang Hua sighed, "You know this is not the case," he paused, and he said, "Call me 'Shuang Hua' just like you called me before."
Jing Wu is as good as good, "Shuanghua."
"Somehow, when you hear my name from your mouth, my heart beats terribly," Shuanghua grabbed Jingwu's hand and pressed it to his heart. "For tens of thousands of years, I have never felt it."
Jing Wu's heart was confused. How can this person say such things?
The author has something to say: non-v clicks are so low. Can't see Wenwen? Or just discard it after reading two or three chapters?