Emperor Royal Highness Enchanting

Yuelang is thin, although it is early spring, but the night breeze still has a chilling bone.

In the middle of the quiet night, occasionally worms rang, and Zhongli General House was dark, except for a faint candlelight in a room in Xining Garden.

In the night, a trail of tall, dark remnants swept across like a wind, setting off a fine stream in the air.

The distant forest suddenly startled countless birds and soared away.

Si wanted to sit in the room, leaning against the candlelight, embroidering the cherry blossom purse in her hand carefully, she lowered her head slightly, and did not blink her eyelids, carefully and earnestly, threading the needle on the purse, for fear of Little error.

Si wants to wait for the young lady to come back and give her this purse. She also put a peace charm in the purse. The young lady took it with her and blessed her at all times to be smooth and smooth.

Thinking that the young lady would bring the purse she sewed on her body in the future, Si thought that she would be satisfied for a while.

Suddenly, the wind seemed to be blowing outside, and the wind was still very strong. The closed tight windows opened with no warning "frames", and the bitter night wind Buddha came in. The irritating Secretary wanted to hit The shivering, the back of the bare hands, the neck, and a layer of fine skin particles.

"How good, is the wind blowing?" Si wanted to rub the back of his hand a little bit depressed, put down the needlework in his hand, straightened up, walked quickly to the window, and gently closed the window.

When the window was closed, Si wanted to be afraid of being blown away by the wind, and took a useless cricket to fix it in the middle.

Looking back, Si wanted to embroider the unfinished cherry blossoms, but Si thought that she inadvertently looked up and saw a man in a black cloak coat standing at the position where she had just embroidered the cherry blossom purse.

He appeared as if out of nowhere, silently, quietly landing. Si wanted to hold back, and the whole person was frightened. His mouth was wide open subconsciously, and he wanted to cry out for help, but the terrible thing was that no matter how hard she shouted, there was no sound in her throat.

Yes, this person is the cloud desert sky.

Incorporating Si Xiang's horrified eyes into the bottom of his eyes, the complex light in Yunmo's dark eyes flowed. Suddenly, he lifted his long fingertips and gently touched his lips.

"Shh!"

Yunmo Qin smiled friendlyly at Si Xiang, the deep voice was so gentle and soft, and the tone of his voice was a bit seductive, "My dear pure little girl, don't be afraid, don't be nervous, I Won't hurt you. "

Si wanted to be scared, almost pale, and kept shaking.

No matter how gentle and amiable the expression on Yunmoqiong's face, he appeared weird and dressed up in a gloomy manner. Si Xiang was courageous and was so stimulated that she didn't faint. It was a miracle.

As Yun Moqiu spoke, he looked at Si Xiang slowly, and every time he looked at it, the color in his eyes became deeper.

Pure!

It's so pure!

No such pure heart can be found anywhere in this world!

Yunmo Qiong stared at Si Xiang, his dark eyes blinked strangely in the dim candlelight.

Si wanted to lower her head in fear under such horrible eyes, and she opened her mouth again, but did not expect this time to make a sound.

"Who are you?" Si Xiang's voice trembled, and his fragile eyes were mixed with deep fear.

After calm down, she did not dare to call out loud because she knew that resistance was useless.

She is not even afraid of ants, not to mention being a spiritual warrior.

It was too easy to kill her.

Yunmo Qiongding looked at Si Xiangding, and his dark eyes were faint and strange.

"Little girl, let's make a deal." Yunmo Qiongmen opened the door to see the mountain and directly stated his intention.

Si wanted to look horrified, clenched his hands secretly, and his lips were a little frowned, but he barely made a sound, "Why, what deal."

She is just a girl who has ruined her appearance. It is useless. Where is it worth trading with others?

At this moment, Si thought that in addition to his fear, he was still deeply confused and puzzled.

When referring to the word "transaction", Yun Moqiang's eyes narrowed evilly, and his eyes were burning with excitement. As long as he got a pure heart, his poison could be refined successfully!

Yun Moqiang desperately suppressed the expanding joy at the bottom of his heart, pursed his lips, and spoke as calmly as possible, "I can promise you one thing unconditionally, and you give me your heart."

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