Xia Qinghuan heard this and sneered: "Young Master means you have a crush on me?"

Bi Qingsheng didn't expect that she would say so directly. Although she was a little stunned, she still nodded. He never cared about women, but he felt greedy for novelty.

"Then I want to ask who the young master is?" Xia Qinghuan looked him up and down. He was angry during the day and didn't have time to look closely. Unexpectedly, this young master was handsome and extraordinary.

And from then on, he always smiled and had a good temperament.

Judging from his brocade robe and Yushu's temperament, his family should be in good shape.

"You really don't know who Bi Qingsheng is?" Bi Qingsheng felt frustrated. He thought he was already famous all over the world and the city was covered with the crown.

Although he is usually very low-key, he did not expect to be ignored like this.

"I know." Xia Qinghuan's words made Bi Qing happy.

"Isn't it you?" The following words made him feel like he was being fooled.

Forget it, why not introduce yourself.

"Bi Qingsheng, a man from the world, is known as Qingsheng Young Master, gentle and kind, and has a wealth of family. A handsome face with a charming smile has fascinated thousands of girls, but this is all the surface."

Bi Qingsheng was about to introduce herself when a faint male voice penetrated from the side.

Xia Qinghuan turned around curiously and saw Xiang Zhujiu leaning against the pillar in the lobby, looking at him lazily, with thin lips tightly pursed, and a calmness on his face that was about to come.

It’s really a narrow road for enemies!

Xia Qinghuan was about to run away when she ran away, but Bi Qingsheng grabbed her first: "Miss, no need to escape. With me here, he dare not do anything to you."

Xia Qinghuan glanced at Bi Qingsheng, then looked at Zhujiu again... asked in confusion: "Are you sure?"

Bi Qingsheng nodded.

Xia Qinghuan remembers her mother said that when you walk around the world, you don’t trust anyone casually, because they are mostly for your beauty.

Of course, Xia Qinghuan knew how beautiful she was, so her charming skills could be invincible.

If she was not afraid of Xiang Zhujiu on weekdays, but when she knew that Xiang Zhujiu was not afraid of charming skills, she would keep a distance from him.

She can't afford to offend such a person.

So even though she thought he had the best conditions, she decided to give up.

Bi Qingsheng seemed to meet the conditions, but she had just made this idea and Xiang Zhujiu appeared.

Life is always so unsuccessful.

Xia Qinghuan shook her head, "Thank you, young master, but I have to leave." Xia Qinghuan pulled back her hand and pulled away, but before she could take two steps, a row of white-robed Taoist priests holding long swords blocked her...

Xia Qinghuan frowned and cursed, "Are you five years old, these people still planning to let them go?"

Xia Qinghuan sighed: "If you want to fight, go out and fight, don't affect other people's business here."

The row of Taoists waited for the instructions of the senior brother behind, "If you haven't seen each other for a few years, you've become more and more beautiful... Xia Qinghuan."

Xia Qinghuan stared at the man standing out from behind a row of Taoist priests, searching in her mind who he was.

Five years of life in the mountains made her almost forget these people.

"You are living a more and more miserable life. Yin Tang is getting black. Is it too short of women? I told you not to be a Taoist priest, but to do it." Xia Qinghuan snorted coldly, and after thinking for a long time, he finally remembered that this was Kunlun's senior brother Yiqing.

Since she became sensible, he has chased her, but he has never chased her.

So from the perspective of psychological advantages, Xia Qinghuan is not afraid of him.

"You... are looking for death. Setting out the Tianmen Formation." Yiqing naturally knew that she had the first-class escape skills. This time she came with the latest Tianmen Formation. Even if she grew a pair of wings, she couldn't escape.

"I said this is where others do business, so I have to fight." Xia Qinghuan had never heard of the Tianmen Formation, so he naturally had to be careful.

Bi Qingsheng walked and shook his head at her and walked over: "You can't escape the Tianmen Formation, don't struggle with them and escape from the back door."

Xia Qinghuan was puzzled: "The Heavenly Gate Formation is very powerful?"

"At least so far, I have trapped many experts, and even I dare not try it easily."

Xia Qinghuan thought to herself, since she was running away anyway, why bother to fight against the Tianmen Formation?

She looked at Bi Qingsheng's head and walked to Xiang Zhujiu who was standing on the pillar and whispered: "Help me."

Xiang Zhujiu looked at her with a smile: "Why do you think I will help you?"

He was a little surprised that she actually ignored Bi Qing and came to her for help.

"Because we have had skin friendship."

"I have had many skin-friendships with me, and I help you every time. I'm so tired." Xiang Zhujiu looked at her with a pair of charming eyes.

"Because I have had skin-friendly, I think you are more reliable than Bi Qing. If you save me, I will exchange you for a treasure."

The reason Xia Qinghuan said was completely different from what Xiang Zhujiu thought.

A complex emotion flashed through Zhujiu's black pupils. Is this woman trusting him because she has had a skin relationship with her?

"You have pounced on many men, why don't you go to find them?" Xiang Zhujiu was not ashamed.

"They are not here, only you are." Xia Qinghuan looked at the row of Taoist priests behind her that she couldn't understand, and was a little anxious: "If you don't help me, I'll give this Tianheng Stone to Bi Qing. I believe he will be willing to help."

Xiang Zhujiuwei narrowed his narrow eyes: "What did you say about Tianheng Stone?"

"The Ninth Prince of Tianheng Stone, which can make anything hot in an instant, shouldn't have never heard of it." Xia Qinghuan looked at the Tianmen Formation anxiously again.

Kunlun has risen more and more in recent years, and even practiced this kind of formation.

"Are you sure you have it?" Tianhengshi Xiang Zhujiu of course had heard of it. As a merchant selling strange goods, Tianhengshi is indeed attractive to him.

But he felt that Xia Qinghuan was lying.

"Why do you think I don't?" Xia Qinghuan frowned unhappily because of suspicion.

"Today, you are planning the world, and you have eaten cold dishes."

Xia Qinghuan was puzzled: "What does eating cold dishes have to do with whether I have Tianheng Stone? It's a hot day. Can't I even heat up the cold dishes before eating them?"

Xiang Zhujiu rolled his eyes: "Don't tell me, you don't know that you can't eat cold food when your menstruation comes?"

I remember that my mother ate cold dishes when her period came, and all the palace maids were almost killed because of this incident. The way women eat cold food when their period was in menstruation was particularly harmful to their bodies.

"What, the children of the world, walking around the world, being chased by people day and night, what kind of leisure is there to take care of the cold and hot food? It's good to eat it." Xia Qinghuan was a little impatient: "Do you help me?"

"Xia Qinghuan! Are you afraid? If you hide next to a man, do you think you will be saved? I see how you use your charming skills in such a large number of people?" Yiqing shouted.

I was so lucky today that I actually went down the mountain to meet Xia Qinghuan.

"What's the name? A dog that can bite people will not bark." Xia Qinghuan was also a little angry. Kunlun chased them for so many years, and her resentment had already piled up in her heart.

Xiang Zhujiu leaned against the pillar with his hands in his chest and looked calm, glanced at the clear: "Just a few kittens."

His words were very light, and Xia Qinghuan did not hear them.

Xia Qinghuan did not get her reply, nor did she go to Bi Qingsheng, and walked proudly towards the Tianmen Formation: "I want to see how powerful your Tianmen Formation is."

It’s not that Xia Qinghuan didn’t want to escape from the back door, but she knew that this person had always been meticulous, and the back door was probably blocked.

Going there may be easier to be caught.

"Hmph, let you know how powerful I am in Kunlun today." Yiqing waved his hand, and a group of Taoist priests surrounded Xia Qinghuan slowly.

Change formation from time to time.

Xia Qinghuan stood in the middle and watched the changes. The enemy did not move, but she did not move.

But just as she looked at the formation that did not attack her, a sword with a sharp edge suddenly hit her chest.

Xia Qinghuan's eyes sank, and some evil formation immediately dodged to avoid the sword, but after dodging another sword, he came up again.

Xia Qinghuan dodged left and right, and just as a sword was about to stroke Xia Qinghuan's neck, she felt a strong long arm holding her into her arms.

At the same time, what enlarged in front of her was Xiang Zhujiu's handsome face that looked rather smiling.

What was now scared out of his narrow eyes was murderous intent, even if there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He was very unhappy, this was Xia Qinghuan's first reaction.

Xia Qinghuan felt the sky was spinning, and Xiang Zhujiu was spinning in the Tianmen Formation as fast as possible. After a while, a group of Taoist priests had all fallen to the ground...

Not only Yiqing widened his eyes, but even Bi Qingshan, who was watching the show, was surprised.

Xiang Zhujiu can actually break the Heavenly Gate Formation?

"You...Who are you?" Yiqing pointed at Zhujiu and asked in disbelief. "You actually dare to help the daughter of the Demon Cult!"

A slap suddenly came out from the side and slapped Yiqing's face: "Your dog eyes are blind, how dare you even take action from the Ninth Prince. Why don't you apologize?"

Yiqing was stunned by the slap and turned around to look at his master with a grievance: "Master...I..."

"Kneel down and apologize quickly." A middle-aged Taoist priest came, glaring at Yiqing.

Yiqing was stubborn and dissatisfied: "Master, I was catching a witch..."

Xia Qinghuan calmed down and saw all this. She glanced at Zhujiu, while the other party's black pupils still had a horrifying murderous intent.

"Where do you think this is? Let Kunlun go wild here?" Xiang Zhujiu's voice was not warm.

A big palm tightly clamped Xia Qinghuan's waist.
To be continued...