Fu Xiaotian groaned, and suddenly retreated like a fire, and rolled down like a cold sweat, which was obviously in extreme pain.

"Who?!" His harsh yell changed.

"I." A man appeared in the air.

The man was wearing a bamboo green robe, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes. He was wearing a folding fan with a starry sky map in his hand. He sat sideways on a strong and slender candle dragon, as elegant as the wind and wandering like clouds.

The white clouds in the sky that set off seemed to have lost their color.

Fu Xiaotian is also handsome and elegant, claiming to be as graceful as a graceful tree, but compared with this man, he is like a stubborn stone in the country and is unbearable to his eyes.

Fu Xiaotian stared at the Zhulong. Although he didn't know the man in green robe, he still knew the creature Zhulong, which was like a god!

People who can make candle dragons pet animals are naturally even more extraordinary.

He took a step back and took a breath: "Who is your sir?"

The man did not look at him, his eyes were locked on the woman in white, his eyes flashed, and his fingers were tightly clenched: "Xijiu!"

He obviously didn't expect to meet her here, with a surprise in his voice.

The woman in white tilted her head and looked at him, repeating like a robot: "Xijiu?"

Her expression was innocent and confused, as if it was the first time she heard of this name.

The man stared at her tightly, as if he had thought of something, his vision gradually changed: "You are not her..."

The woman in front of me is still very different from Gu Xijiu now.

Different expressions and demeanors, and different auras on your body.

Now Gu Xijiu is an old fox who has been in the world for a long time. Her expression often shows wisdom and laziness. The woman in white looks innocent and pure in her eyes, and her body is entangled with dark aura, which shocks his mind.

He suddenly took a step forward and blurted out: "Master!"

The woman in front of her completely coincided with the woman in his nightmare, and even her spirit was completely similar!

At this moment, his heart was boiling, and his fingers held in his sleeve turned white.

In the nightmare, his master had already transformed, so how could he appear here? He still carries such a strong demonic energy...

What's going on?

The woman frowned slightly, and her indifferent gaze surrounded his face, looking like she was thinking: "Master?"

This man was naturally Fan Qianshi. He looked at the woman in front of him, and felt hatred and resentful in his heart, and he seemed to be inexplicably close. With a stubborn intention, he stepped forward: "Master, do you not recognize your disciple? I am Qianshi, your disciple..."

The woman's eyes flashed slightly, her eyes were extremely dark, but her skin was extremely white. With the contrast of the two, her eyes looked deeper like a well, with extreme darkness swelling in it: "A disciple--"

She stretched out her white little hand to him: "Is there any wine?"

Fan Qianshiyi was suffocated, and he looked at her with complicated eyes. The woman in front of him seemed to have lost her memory and could not remember anything, but her hobbies seemed to have not changed...

He lowered his eyes slightly, took out a wine gourd and handed it over to him.

The woman rolled her sleeves, rolled the wine gourd over, pulled off the lid of the gourd, raised her head and drank it.

But after taking a sip, he frowned on the ground. When he raised his eyes, his eyes were filled with murderous aura: "Bastard! You dare to deceive me!" With a fingertip, the wine gourd instantly broke into powder! The smell of wine drifted in the desert, rich and intoxicating.
Chapter completed!