Chapter 2739: Why do I always feel like someone on it

Qi Sansha's hair was almost frightened, and he let out a scream, and rushed directly to Ji Shenyue--
Ji Shenyue didn't expect that he would be timid like this, a format file, get him down: "Hey! Hey! You are too courageous!"
Qi Sansha almost hugged her leg, and said dumbly, "I ... I'm the most afraid of ghosts. Behind me ... behind ... what?"
Ji Shenyue sighed: "It's just a cockroach."
Qi Sansha: "..."
He got up with cold sweat, and he was so scared that he could no longer take interest in playing chess, and left with the chessboard.
Ji Shenyue shook her head. She didn't feel anything strange, and she didn't think anyone would stare at herself.
She now wears makeup like this, and even if her biological parents are here, she can't recognize her. Naturally, no one should stare at her.
She closed the door, washed a little, and went to bed. She closed her eyes slightly and slowly entered the practice of ecstasy.
There is no moon tonight, only stars and sky.
On the roof of the dark inn, he sat alone.
The autumn wind is cold and the autumn is cold.
This man actually makes tea and drinks in such a place, which is not ordinary elegance.
This person is obviously a master of Kung Fu tea, a set of actions like peers flowing water. After a while, tea fragrant rose.
The man seemed a little absent-minded tonight, and the tea he made didn't seem to be ready. After taking a sip, he put down the cup. Lie on your back, thinking of your mind with your head resting on your hands.
There was a breeze below, and a black man flew up.
The tea-cooking boy was disturbed in thought, slightly displeased, but he didn't get up, just supported his head with one arm, and glanced at the black-boy.
The black man's martial arts is very good. When he falls on the tile surface, there is no sound.
The appearance of the black man was a rare beauty. After he jumped up to the roof, his eyes swept away, and the tea cook sat lazily in front of him, but he didn't seem to see it.
After a careful look around the roof, he frowned and whispered: "Strange, obviously there is no one, why do I always feel there is someone on it?"
His nose swayed slightly again, even more surprised: "Did I smell it wrong? Smell the tea here ..." He turned his head and looked still, still seeing nothing.
Youyou tea is sweet and hearty, and the black man couldn't help smelling it.
It was late, and the cold wind was quite cold on the roof.
The man in black shook his head slightly: "I'm probably suspicious. Who would run to the roof to make tea in such weather? The tea fragrance probably came out of other guests' houses, but it's not inconvenient to interrupt it at this time."
The tea maker before lazily supported his head to see him talking to himself there, and didn't bother.
This place is close to Mangcang Mountain. Because there are so many people looking at it, this originally indifferent small inn is also a bit overcrowded, and there are many people, including many masters, such as the black man, who should also reach the level of God.
The man in black was about to jump down from the roof, and suddenly the eyes were dark. Ji Shenyue's figure flickered and fell directly on the tile surface. A slender sword in the palm of his hand pointed directly at the eyebrow of the black man: What is your intention to peep here? "
The black man used several ways to avoid the sword of Ji Shenyue's palm, and wondered in his eyes: "Are you?"
Ji Shenyue's appearance now is ordinary people, but her posture is not ordinary at all.