The multiple lives of the actor

"Oh, these things are really surprising~"

Suddenly there was a soft and moving voice from outside the door, the tone was alluring and alluring, making people think: the owner of such a voice must be a rare beauty.

Some people couldn't bear to turn their heads to look at it.

With the sound of "jingling bells", a naked/white foot stepped in first, with a circle of small bells around her ankles, and the bells made crisp and melodious sounds as she moved.

The white and slender thighs are looming under the red gauze, and then there is a slender waist, plump double peaks, beautiful and delicate collarbone, and then...

Everyone subconsciously frowned, and some people had already turned their heads and didn't dare to take another look.

Just looking at this woman's figure will make people want to marvel: a natural beauty.But her appearance was extremely ugly and disgusting.

"Oh my, what are your expressions? It really makes me very unhappy." The woman covered her lips and smiled, her posture was really charming, but that face immediately dissipated this kind of charm.

"How about... capture you and feed my darlings?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a green snake like jasper emerged from her sleeve, wrapping around the woman's white wrist very docilely, and her slender tongue made a "hissing" sound.

"This is... the Soul Eater?!"

Others saw that the scalp was numb and frightened, but the woman smiled and gently stroked the top of the green snake's head: "My dear, you are so cute."

She kissed the snake's head affectionately: "Tell mother, who do you want to... taste the blood of?"

"Duan Qingqiu, restrain yourself, after all, this is the territory of the martial arts leader." The frivolous voice was filled with laughter.

... You also know that this is the territory of the martial arts leader! ?

and many more.

"Duan Qingqiu?"

"You are Duan Qingqiu?"

"But isn't Duan Qingqiu a neck sarcoma? Why don't you have one?"

Duan Qingqiu laughed coquettishly: "When have you seen Duan Qingqiu's neck sarcoma?"

"Hehe, do you have to deny it because you dare not face it?"

Duan Qingqiu's face darkened: "Get out, Mingzong."

"Since benefactor Duan has this request, the poor monk dare not refuse."

It was a young monk wearing a golden cassock, with an extremely handsome face.

Duan Qingqiu looked at him with flickering eyes, and after a while, he smiled shyly: "I haven't seen you for several months, but you are getting more and more handsome."

Mingzong's smile froze: "Benefactor Duan, you are joking."

"Interesting." There was another voice from the window that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "It is a good thing for the whole martial arts people to congratulate the two of you as husband and wife."

The young man sitting on the window sill was thin and short, his appearance was average, but his complexion was so fair that even women would envy and envy him.

Duan Qingqiu blushed, lowered his head and said softly: "Lang Fuzi, you are making fun of us again."

She looks extremely ugly, and the blushing face at this moment makes people's stomachs churn.

Mingzong hurriedly turned his head and didn't dare to look at her: "You are making us happy again. Benefactor Duan's future husband must be a dragon and phoenix among men. How could he be such an ordinary poor monk."

"What's more." He turned his eyes to the second floor: "The poor monk already has a crush."

Hot eyes.

Following his gaze, it was the beautiful and delicate young girl in Tsing Yi.

March lowered her head, her brows were cold.

And beside her, the young man in white in the wheelchair drank tea peacefully, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Leaving the dust and passing away, the noble appearance of a person outside the world.

Mingzong's eyes became more and more scorching, and he suddenly raised his voice: "Idlers, wait, if you don't want to die, get out!"

There was silence in the hall, and the next moment everyone scattered like birds and beasts, and the originally bustling inn was silent for a moment.

——The three of Mingzong are among the top ten people in Jianghu, and none of them are easy to mess with. They should not go up to make trouble, so as not to get burned.

——If you want to maintain justice without the ability, it is absolutely impossible.

Jealousy appeared on Duan Qingqiu's face, she lowered her head and muttered to herself: "Everyone is human, why are some people born with beautiful looks, while others are so ugly that everyone despises them? It's really...unwilling. "

The slender and soft white fingers have quietly held a dagger.

Lang Fuzi glanced at the dagger in her hand, but didn't care.

Mingzong suddenly said: "The benefactor in white, can you take off the bamboo hat and let the little monk see your appearance."

...The benefactor in white?

Sanyue widened her eyes slightly, and said in a daze: "What are you... talking about?" Waiting for her to react.The voice sank suddenly, like ice, with killing intent and anger soaring to the sky.

The sword hidden in the sleeve has been pulled out brazenly.

Duan Qingqiu blinked: "Huh? That's a man, right?"

Lang Fuzi laughed loudly and said, "I just found out today that Mingzong has a habit of cutting off sleeves!"

"What do you know, beauty is never divided into men and women."

Mingzong retorted, and he looked at Jun Ziyi with a good look: "What is the name of the benefactor? Can you make a friend?"

The posture of the young man in white remained unchanged, and he heard his elegant voice say: "I have never liked to bully the small with the big, or the strong to bully the weak, you guys should retreat."

Bullying the small?

Who is older?And who is younger?

Bully?

Who is stronger?And who is weak?

The three of them are long-established figures in the world, and everyone is frightened by the news wherever they go. Who dares to speak to them in such a tone?

Duan Qingqiu said softly: "Oh, you don't know who we are, do you?"

"What if you know?"

"Not much." Duan Qingqiu's laughter became more and more charming: "It's just... I want to learn your Excellency's methods!"

Standing with a sword in her hand, Sanyue knew that she was no match for Duan Qingqiu, and a gentleman didn't need her protection at all.

But even so, she couldn't stand by and watch.

If she really does it, she will be very careful, and she will be very careful not to become a burden to Jun Ziyi while she can help him.

Jun Ziyi couldn't help but chuckled: "Duan girl, you are so brave."

——I haven’t seen her in 16 years. Was that girl who was fourteen or five years old so courageous enough to fight him?

Duan Qingqiu was already holding the flute between his lips, and was about to blow the whistle to attract the poison, but he was startled when he heard this, and his hands dropped unconsciously.

This tone reminded her of someone...

"You are……"

Whether Mingzong or Wolf Fuzi, the expression on his face has changed to fear and respect.

The young man in white raised his hand and lifted his bamboo hat: "It seems that you haven't forgotten me."

Its eyebrows are clear and meaningful, and its tolerance is leisurely and elegant.

The fairy demeanor is nothing more than that.