The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

Not to mention the three days, Feng Xiaoer is now unable to wait for a point, she can not wait to pounce on the question to ask Long Jiu. Or peeling off the clothes of Long Jiu, Feng Xiaoer hugged the red nine, even if the dragon nine refused to remove the mask, she can also test the temperature of the dragon nine.

Although Feng Xiaoer only gently embraced and embraced the red nine, but the cold temperature of the red nine, and the rough scar on her back, she must feel it, the dragon nine can cover the face, but can not cover the body Scars and temperature.

Feng Xiaoer looked at the eyes of Long Jiu and swallowed Long Jiusheng.

She couldn't calm down. At this moment, the heart was like a fire burning grasshopper, and that eagerly tormented her reason.

A song is over. The general of Yelu was the first to slap and scream, and sincerely praised: "The far-sightedness is worse than the recent listening, and the piano skills of Jiuwangye are well-deserved."

Long Jiu got up and said modestly: "The general general Liao Zan, the king himself does not recognize the red nine girl of Jiuzhonglou"

Long Jiu said this sentence, it seems very natural, so that Long Six, Feng Yuer, Ye Lu are shocked. The generals of Yelu have admired the five bodies, and one can live two kinds of life, and they are all famous in the world. It is really extremely powerful. How good is the quality of the heart to be so calm?

If you don't see the true face of Long Jiu and know the truth of Jiuzhonglou, Yelu must be like everyone else, thinking that Hongjiu and Longjiu are two very perfect people.

Long Six secretly considered himself, and observed Long Jiuyi. Long Six knows that Long Jiu has been forbearing for many years and has been practicing very high psychological quality. Therefore, he can conceal himself very well. Long Jiu is silent and knows how to cover up. Emotions, never easily revealing themselves, are a strong opponent.

And Feng Xiaoer is really shocked to return to God, I think it is incredible, how can he say so calmly? Is your own intuition wrong? Or is Long Jiu Tai will cover up?

However, how can he say that the Red Nine is so indifferent in front of her?

Feng Xiaoer stared at Long Jiu’s eyes like this, trying to see a trace of flaws from Long Ji’s eyes, but no, Long Jiu’s body was frank, there was no trace, even a trace of it. No.

Even when Long Jiu walked in front of her, she didn't look at Feng Xiaoer.

Feng Xiaoer feels that he will stay here again, and he will certainly be unable to control the public. Then the people were stripped of the clothes of the dragon nine.

Feng Xiaoer looked at the dragon nine, silently turned and left. The little potato is next to Feng Xiaoer, the master and the servant. I left first.

Long Jiu looked at the lonely and thin back of Feng Xiaoer, and his brow glanced gently. The woman looked at his eyes. Why was it so persistent and burning, like he could not swallow him?

Long Jiu carefully recalled, very sure that there is no half impression on Feng Xiaoer, the woman's eyes must be weird.

Long Jiuyi regained his gaze and still had a sense of disgust with Feng Xiaoer. He thought about it, and the woman who was entangled with the Dragon Seven could not help but marry him. Oh, if you let him know, that woman is used for the Dragon Six... Long Jiuyin cold face, bite his teeth, there is a murderous murder in his eyes.

Feng Xiaoer walked back to the inn's house all the way, and the head fell on the bed, upset on the bed, and covered his head with a pillow, but also grabbed the quilt indiscriminately, still could not calm down.

The small potato was scared to stop the "self-abuse" of Feng Xiaoer, worried: "Miss, what's wrong with you? Is it a stomachache?" Feng Xiaoer grabbed the small hand of the small potato and said with grief: "No, I am distressed... I am careful about the liver, it is too fragile, it is faintly painful, and it hurts me to suffer."

"Miss, what stimulation have you been?" Little potato was anxious to ask.

Feng Xiaoer’s pillow, arrogantly patted the pillow: “I was going to visit the brothel at the beginning... What made it?”

If you didn’t go to Jiuzhong Building on the same day and didn’t break into the red room’s boudoir, you wouldn’t look like this.

The little potato said a lot of comforting words, Feng Xiaoer could not listen. At this moment, she was as confused as a grasshopper, and her heart was itchy. She couldn’t figure out the doubts in her heart. She couldn’t sleep tonight.

"Potato, I want to go to the roof to blow the phoenix alone. I need to be quiet. You don't have to worry. This is the site of the Ten Kings. I will be fine. You should rest first." Feng Xiaoer ordered a thin coat. The cloak, went out.

On the top of the inn, Feng Xiaoer sat down in the brightest spotlight in the moonlight. Feng Xiaoer sighed and looked up at the bright moon in the sky, but he couldn’t stop his heart and heart. It is difficult to itch, and I feel that there is a sulking sigh in my throat.

Really want her old life.

Feng Xiaoer licked his lips and licked his head, and he sat alone, sometimes looking at the stars, sometimes holding his chin in a daze. Yes, still can't calm down.

Feng Yuer wants to go straight down from the roof and forget it.

The red bastard, the bastard, took her away and let her alone struggle in this world. If you know that he is not dead, hehe... I don’t know what I can do with him.

Do not hate, it is fake, hate, and can not hate.

Feng Xiaoer sent out the red nine to her flute, and touched a small nine-character on the flute. She remembered sitting in the red building in the nine-story building. The red nine taught her a beautiful picture of playing the flute. This is the only good memory between them.

Feng Xiaoer put the flute in the corner of his mouth, puffed his mouth and blew it up.

Forget about each other, there is no light with the shadow.

With the empty space, the years are regrettable.

............

You said let me wait for you, I have been waiting for you, but you have left me.

Yi people are alone. I am alone in the month.

After hearing the melody, Long Jiu, who had just left the inn, suddenly slammed his body and stopped, and turned to look at the phoenix on the roof.

This song, this melody, why give him the feeling of such a shock? Inexplicable familiarity, this feeling... Heaven, why is it so wonderful? Obviously, what is surrounded by the heart, but can not tell what it feels.

Long Jiu thought that nothing could affect himself, thinking that he was indifferent enough, that his heart had already settled like a dead sea like a sand, but he didn't want to... This woman, a song played casually shocked him.

Ziyun looked at the shocked dragon nine, burying his head and pressing the strong killing in his heart.

Organizing the emotions, Ziyun looked up and asked Long Jiu: "Yeah, what happened?"

Long Jiu suddenly took his eyes back. Straight Lara’s eyes were on the black clouds of Ziyun. His eyes were sharp and sinister. He looked at the three points with seven points and looked straight at Ziyun. Seems to see through the purple clouds.

Fortunately, Ziyun’s heart is stronger than many women, calm and calm, and makes a very natural state of ignorance. The beautiful peach eyes are innocent and confused, and the questioning asks: "Yeah, what happened?"

Ziyun's temper, Longjiu is very clear, and with the long-term experience of Longjiu, Longjiu has a deep understanding of it. Longjiu is good at concealing and disguising, and the people under him naturally learn a lot. Ziyun is so smart, naturally no exception.