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Chapter 407 Immortal Monarch, Dual Cultivation? (10)

There are not many people living in the inn. Firstly, the town is small, so businessmen and tourists don’t come here often, and the locals don’t need to stay in the inn. Secondly, the incident in Zhang’s mansion has caused panic, and everyone has no courage to live outside.

Yun San gave Xiao Er a few words, and Xiao Er got the order and went to the back kitchen.

Jiang Qingfan walked to the table and brushed the table and chair with his hands. In an instant, the table and chair were as new as the ones he just bought. Jiang Qingfan took a look and sat down.

Yun San's eyes were sharp, and when Jiang Qingfan brushed his sleeve, he saw a small palm print on his sleeve. It was gray and somewhat dirty, and it was more conspicuous on the dark blue clothes. If Jiang Qingfan hadn't lifted his sleeve, he wouldn't have noticed.

So he quickly reminded Jiang Qingfan: "Xianjun, the sleeves are dirty."

Jiang Qingfan was taken aback for a moment, turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw the dirt.

He immediately thought of what was going on, and immediately glanced at the cuff, then retracted his gaze, and brushed the dirty place with his hand as if nothing had happened, and the dirt disappeared immediately.

Yun San was puzzled, so he couldn't help but look at Jiang Qingfan twice more, no, he noticed his waist again.

He had no choice but to remind in a low voice: "Xianjun, I also have it on my waist."

After finishing speaking, he sensitively felt that Jiang Qingfan seemed a little unhappy.

He was crying inside, but he didn't want to remind him, he was just curious and yawning.

Speaking of curiosity, he thought of the voice that came out of Jiang Qingfan's sleeve last night, and glanced at Jiang Qingfan's sleeve again, but this time there was no sound. He stayed there for a while, and when he looked up, he saw Jiang Qingfan Fan's unwavering eyes were looking at him, and he quickly looked away.

It happened that Xiao Er came over with food, so he quickly took a steamed bun and stuffed his mouth full.

Jiang Qingfan sat upright, drinking the porridge gracefully.

Xiao Er was cleaning the table not far away while looking at these two people, thinking to himself, these two people look like dust, and they seem to have a fairy spirit on their bodies, especially the one in the dark blue clothes. Qingchen refined, I am afraid it is some kind of immortal, and thinking about Zhang's mansion, he became more certain.

These two days can be regarded as lucky, first saw the fairy, and then saw the fairy.

After eating, Jiang Qingfan went upstairs and came back to his room. He took out the round box in his sleeve, but there was no movement at all inside. Compared with the noise last night, it was like a whole world.

Jiang Qingfan felt that something was wrong, so he tapped Xiao Yuanhe lightly.

The box body, which was originally dark yellow, gradually began to become transparent.

The space inside the box was small, and from his perspective, he could only vaguely see a mass of pink leaning against the edge of the box, shivering.

Jiang Qingfan raised his hand, and the box flew into the air, emitting a light-colored luster, and a pink shadow floated out of it and landed on the bed.

Her originally pink cheeks had turned pale, a layer of frost seemed to have formed on her lips and eyelashes, and the two peach blossoms on the bud heads were also gone, and the petals were curled up.

Jiang Qingfan's fingertips slid across her forehead, from top to bottom, and slowly slid to her chest. Although this body looked immature, it had everything it should have. So tall, Jiang Qingfan didn't even look sideways, and didn't even mess up his breathing, just tapped her heart twice.

(End of this chapter)