Mozun was attacked by fake crying bag

Knowing that an explanation is a cover-up, the more he explained, the more guilty he would appear, Ji Xuan simply did not express any opinion on this, Huo Wuyan misunderstood it if he wanted to.

It has to be said that Huo Wuyan really knew Ji Xuan very well at certain times, and just as Ji Xuan was about to show off, Huo Wuyan suddenly showed a playful smile, and said in a low voice: "It seems that our little Ji Xuan dares to do it." Don't dare to be."

Ji Xuan tried to explain, "How could I be jealous, I'm just worried about our going out from here."

Huo Wuyan's smile became even more cheerful, "I understand."

It would be strange if you understood.

Ji Xuanzhen didn't feel that he was jealous, he just simply felt that if Huo Wuyan had been involved with other people, he would feel a little uncomfortable.

It has nothing to do with whether he likes it or not, whether he is jealous or not, it starts with a man's possessiveness. Many people have similar problems. How can such a petty thing like jealousy be imposed on him because of his possessiveness.

Probably because he couldn't explain clearly, Ji Xuan broke the can and said bluntly: "Well, yes, I'm jealous, so Lord Mozun must not be too ambiguous with other people."

"Yes, but what is our relationship now, why should I care about your emotions, just because I like you? Ji Xuan." Huo Wuyan changed the topic, and his tone suddenly became two points deeper.

Ji Xuan suddenly came back to his senses, and instantly remembered that the relationship between the two of them was really unclear, no matter how close they looked, it was actually just an ambiguous period where the relationship was not even confirmed. Said it was friends with guns.

They need a clear relationship, otherwise, why should he ask the other party to be devoted to him and single-minded.

Huo Wuyan's slow and orderly words carried the power of demagogy, he was almost expressing to Ji Xuan that as long as the relationship between the two was determined, he would belong to him.

Ji Xuan, who was still sulking before, suddenly laughed, and the beauty of his delicate and pretty face was magnified a little under this smile. He thought that Huo Wuyan would retreat again and again in this relationship, even the promise They have already retreated, the home opponent of this relationship is doomed to lose, looking at it now, Huo Wuyan clearly knows what he wants, and he also knows how to mobilize Ji Xuan's feelings, as long as Ji Xuan is more impulsive, he can follow The other party's ideas come and go.

Huo Wuyan was bewitching him, seducing him, and understated the relationship between the two, as if he was just begging for a position from Ji Xuan. If Ji Xuan injected less emotion, he would definitely do what the other party wanted, but Now Ji Xuan doesn't want to be led by the nose by Huo Wuyan.

He smiled brightly, as bright as a peach blossom, "Why, just because Lord Mozun likes me."

He leaned closer, nestled his head into Huo Wuyan's neck, let his scorching breath spray on the other's neck, hooked his fingers around the back of the other's neck, and kissed lightly on the Adam's apple, as if a god was kissing his last devout believer.

Huo Wuyan's eyes were dark, and he stroked Ji Xuan's long hair with his fingers. Whenever he thought he knew Ji Xuan enough, the other party would always tell him that he didn't know enough.

"Ji Xuan." Liking is not condoning.

"Well, I'm here, brother."

Once again, reason was like a broken string, and Huo Wuyan's hand holding the hair was slightly tightened.

Love is really a wonderful thing, it makes people crazy, and makes ambitious people who are more interested in profit willing to surrender to it, giving up their bottom line infinitely.

He actually didn't even want to force Ji Xuan a little bit, and he didn't want to see Ji Xuan suffer the slightest grievance.

Huo Wuyan leaned over, and kissed lightly on the silky hair, with a deep voice, "Ji Xuan, you just rely on me to like you."

Ji Xuan's heart moved slightly, and he almost wanted to do what Huo Wuyan wanted, as long as the other party wanted it, as long as he could afford it, there was nothing he couldn't give, but Ji Xuan's rationality instantly restrained this impulse, and he confessed There should also be a sense of ritual, not in such a dark seabed. Ji Xuan, who is somewhat traditional and romantic in his bones, dislikes this environment very much.

"Wait." Ji Xuandao

"Oh?"

"How about I give you another answer after the Dao of Righteousness?" Ji Xuan set a deadline for this answer, and he himself needs time to think it over.

He needs to calmly think about whether it is suitable for the two of them to be together, whether his feelings for Huo Wuyan have nothing to do with other factors, for example, it is not because of his hormonal-induced desire to conquer or habitually getting along with Huo Wuyan that this kind of similar love The second point is particularly important, Ji Xuan is not a person who is afraid of difficulties, it doesn’t matter whether he fits or not, the most important thing is whether he likes it or not.

This has something to do with Ji Xuan's character. People who are traditional in their bones are often like this. They don't care about carpe diem. The purpose of their every love is marriage. Since the purpose of love is marriage, the other party must be his love. Miserable people.

Ji Xuan's idea is simple but full of fallacies.

This pitch-black sea area, as well as the mirror in front of him, exuded a strange aura.

After checking that it was easy for them to come in and difficult to get out, Ji Xuan had already leaned in front of the ancient mirror, looking at every pattern and engraving on the mirror.

He thought about the mirror, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the mirror was inexplicably a product of the magical world.

In fact, this mirror is not quite the same as the ancient taste of the cultivation world, and there is a sense of western fantasy everywhere, Ji Xuan almost has the illusion of dreaming back to the magical land.

Ji Xuan stretched out his hand and boldly touched the mirror with his hand. If the mirror really came from the Magic Continent, does it mean that there is actually some kind of medium between the cultivation world and the Magic Continent? This is also why Ji Xuan, who should have been out of his wits, was attracted to this world s reason.

When the hand was about to touch the mirror, another more powerful hand had already grabbed Ji Xuan's dishonest hand in advance, "You dare to reach out to touch something without knowing what it is, do you want to die?"

Gentle and reproachful words.

After Ji Xuan was stunned for a moment, he also realized that his actions just now were a little too bold and careless. He seemed to be bewitched by that mirror, which was interesting.

His eyes lit up with intense interest, "Don't Lord Mozun think that it doesn't look like a product of this world?"

"It really doesn't look like it." Huo Wuyan said lightly, "But if you want to try it to make a difference, just ask me to come, why bother to take risks by yourself, your fragile body can't stand the slightest danger."

"..." It's not so fragile.

Ji Xuan felt that even if Huo Wuyan wanted to protect him, he could still speak better.

On the other side, Huo Wuyan had already tried to penetrate into the mirror with his consciousness, and then touched the mirror with his hand, but the weird mirror did not give any response.

Ji Xuan was not idle either, he first used his divine sense to probe in, and after his divine sense disappeared, he used his spiritual power again, unexpectedly this time the mirror gave a weak response.

This discovery surprised Ji Xuan enough, he was almost certain that the mirror was a product of the Magic Continent, this time he was a little more daring than before, and actually attacked the mirror directly with magic.

As soon as he felt the magic, the mirror immediately trembled crazily.

A strange force shot out, absorbing the two of them suddenly, Ji Xuan intentionally stopped it, but that powerful force was already in operation, how could manpower be able to resist it.

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There was the sound of people walking softly in the ear, followed by the slight sound of pushing the heavy curtains, and the scorching and blazing sun shone in front of the eyes as the curtains were pushed open.

Ji Xuan sat up, the soft quilt slipped down, he rubbed his swollen head, and a man who looked like a housekeeper came to Ji Xuan's side and respectfully said: "Good day, Lord Duke."

Ji Xuan opened his eyes, and his golden eyes quickly swept across the simple and elegant interior decoration, and then he glanced at the humble but cold butler beside him, when the other party asked for instructions to wash and dress him , Ji Xuan lazily ordered: "Stand back."

Hearing such an order, the other party did not hesitate, nodded respectfully, and quickly retreated with more than a dozen maids.

Lord Duke, just by this title, you can tell that this is not a simple nobleman.

The second generation of Ji Xuan came from a big magic family. No matter how powerful the country is, it must be feared and courteous. Learned at the Academy of Magic.

That place is a gilded sanctuary for nobles and wealthy children, and it is also the only place where poor magicians can soar into the sky, and the headmaster of the academy happens to be his second uncle. He doesn't know much about the dignitaries of many countries, but he can almost recognize all the great nobles.

Davis, an out-and-out aristocrat, Lyle Davis is the second heir of this family. Before succeeding to the throne, he automatically had the title of earl. Later, at the age of 23, his brother and father All died of accidents, he successfully inherited the Duke's position,

Ji Xuan looked at the young man with black hair and golden pupils in the mirror, and lowered his eyes, and the young man in the mirror lowered his eyes too.

After watching for a long time, the gentle and beautiful young man couldn't help laughing, and said mockingly: "Did you read my memory? Let me come into his body temporarily."

Lyle Davis, Ji Xuan's former classmate, is also a ghost in his hands.

Ji Xuan stayed here peacefully for a few days, as someone who has seen too many aristocratic demeanor, it is not easy for him to play a good playboy.

Rubbing the bronzing rose invitation letter just sent in his hand, Ji Xuan still doesn't understand what this mirror means, does it reflect people's greed and desire?But he, Ji Xuan, is not yet obsessed with the life of a top dude like Lyle.

Lyle Davis was full of gold, and this rose invitation letter was not an invitation to attend some noble banquet. The scarlet and black rose symbolized the dark transaction.

The Black Rose Banquet, a playground for the rich and powerful, can also be called a slave auction. You dare to buy anything here, as long as you can afford gold coins, whether it is ethereal and beautiful elves, orcs, or dark creatures, you can find everything here, even if it is They can also get some rare and exotic beasts, and besides, there are also heavy-handed erotic performances here. Such an eye-catching and exciting place is almost a gold-selling cave for the rich and powerful.

Ji Xuan played with this invitation letter, firmly believing that the other party's appearance was by no means accidental, so he lightly ordered: "Get ready and go to the banquet."

The arrival of the Duke of Davis did not cause much sensation. There are all kinds of people who come here. Duke Davis is by no means the most special one, but he is definitely the richest one at present. Others are surprised by him. No wonder, the waiters here didn't dare, and hurriedly invited the person into one of the top private rooms.

Ji Xuan wore a silver mask that covered half of his face. Unfortunately, the unique golden beast pupils of the Davis family were too recognizable. Even with the mask on, Ji Xuan seemed to be recognized by many people.

It was just an illusion, or it should be said that it was a game, Ji Xuan didn't care, he sat in a high position and watched the auctioned slaves coldly.

There are exquisite and beautiful dark elves with a dark atmosphere, cute "kittens", and twins with almost identical appearances. They even got one from the succubus from the plane of hell. Bo crazy snatch.

Ji Xuan watched coldly, as if he was just a spectator, and no matter how beautiful his body was, he couldn't seduce his heart. He even dug out a magic book and read at will.

The golden-eyed Duke with long hair tied by a platinum-gold ribbon is dignified and elegant, flipping the pages of the book lightly with his fingers. If he is in the study room where the sun is pouring down, instead of the black rose banquet where slaves are auctioned, there will definitely be one. Countless noble ladies were moved by him.

Ji Xuan didn't listen to the auctioneer's introduction very seriously, as if he had reached the last few auction items.

He had finished reading the magic book and was about to finish it. With his slender, white fingers, he turned over the last page, and then closed the heavy book.

He didn't dare to go forward to disturb him until the maid repaired him and replaced him with hot tea, then returned to the dark place respectfully.

Ji Xuan had no interest in auctioning off a slave to go back, he planned to leave quietly after closing the book.

At this time, the last auction item had been auctioned, and the auctioneer introduced the finale item very skillfully, which made the atmosphere of the scene very hot.

Ji Xuan listened with great interest, and glanced out lightly, just in time to meet a pair of eyes.

Under the black hair is a pair of wolf-like fierce eyes, the eyes are cold to the bone, just one look is enough to arouse the deepest desire to conquer in a man's body, it seems that the other party does not know that it is easier to see such eyes in the auction house Invite all kinds of metamorphosis.

Ji Xuan, who was about to leave out of interest, sat back in his original seat.

Well, he was wrong about the mirror, and it was an interesting mirror indeed.