When Baili Qingtian accidentally broke into this place, he was still wondering whether it was Wuyaju. He saw a fiery red shadow on the big stone by the cliff. From his perspective, he could only see a back, but the comfort it showed deeply attracted his sight.

When will he live the life he wants without worry, he is also very tired, and it is really heartbreaking to live such a life. But his identity does not allow him to have such a life, so he can only take a look like this for the time being.

When he heard the ethereal sound, Baili Qingtian's heart trembled violently. The sound was so clear and transparent, so clean that it instantly washed his tired heart. What kind of peerless face should a person with such a sound have? At this moment, he suddenly looked forward to having some interaction with this woman.

"Miss, I'm sorry, I'm disturbing your rest. If you want to see the doctor and poison master, I don't know if I can tell you, and I'm very grateful." I slowly walked out of the big tree I leaned against, staring straight at the woman who was five steps away, trying to soften her voice, but still couldn't hide the coldness inside.

Luo Yu listened to the low and mellow voice behind him, and a beautiful curve raised on the corner of his mouth. The man was obviously injured and kept supporting him with his internal force. He didn't know that this would last for a long time. He turned his head slightly, stood up with the Firefox in his arms, and faced the man behind him, taking the opportunity to see the man who suddenly appeared.

The man with ink hair was a sword supported on the ground. He was a very beautiful man with long eyebrows like a willow and a jade tree. His pure white brocade clothes on his upper body were slightly wet. The thin sweat oozed out through the brocade clothes, highlighting the originally excellent body even more exquisite.

The long ink hair draped behind the snow-white neck can be described as delicate and charming. It is rare in the world to be able to grow like this. If the hand holding the sword is bleeding, this man is simply not like a mortal.

When the rain was looking at the person who suddenly appeared, Baili Qingtian was also looking at the woman who was facing him and was dazzling. Her eyes were like water, but with the coldness of conversation, she seemed to be able to see through everything. Her fingers were slender, her skin was as white as cream, and her snow-white color was pink, which seemed to be able to twist out water. Her red lips and smiled like a sweet smile.

He was gently stroking the fire fox in his arms, and his every move seemed to be dancing. His long hair was draped up straight at his waist, and he was scattered on his shoulders. His black hair danced with the wind, emitting a fragrance, his waist was slender and his limbs were slender, and he had a fairy-like temperament.

Wearing a big red smoke-colored gauze, with rusty butterfly patterns on it. A silver butterfly flew on the forehead, emitting a faint light. Emei swept lightly, without applying pink on the face, but still could not hide her stunning face. A crystal necklace on the neck made her collarbone more and more clear, and the white jade bracelet on her wrist made her look like snowy skin.

A pair of gilded shoes on her feet were decorated with gems, her beautiful eyes were flowing, like a pale butterfly missing her breath in the dark, her expression was indifferent, like a fairy who was not as good as a worldly fireworks, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as ethereal as fireworks and nothingness and splendor

Such rain completely occupied Baili Qingtian's heart. Although he had seen thousands of women and had a large group of bright and charming flowers in his mansion, this was the first time he had seen such a fresh and charming woman.
Chapter completed!