Sacrifice to the formation?

I looked up at Jun Yan suspiciously, but I didn't want to meet his dark eyes.

He lowered his head and looked at me. His long black hair hung down wantonly, but it still could not hide his picturesque face. The moment our eyes met, the air was stagnant like the sound of a phoenix flute...

Is it my imagination? Why does he look...more handsome than before?

Jun Yan didn't feel embarrassed when he saw me staring straight at him. Instead of trying to avoid me, his eyes lingered on me.

Finally, his eyes stopped on my clothes.

"This dress is too eye-catching. Take it off!"

He frowned slightly, with undisguised disgust in his eyes.

"But, my clothes were torn by Snake Lord..."

When I mentioned clothes, I immediately felt guilty, and my stuck brain finally started to restart. Yu Zhengyang could say, that dress was made of snow-covered silk. It was hard to find and priceless. If Jun Yan knew

If it's gone, will it tear me apart too?...

I lowered my head in panic, but saw my hands tightly wrapped around his waist...

"Hug, sorry!"

Only then did I realize how abrupt my words and deeds just now were, so I quickly let go of my hand and took two steps back, widening the distance between the two of them.

He hates me so much, but I still throw myself into his arms. Should I thank him for not killing him?...

Fortunately, Jun Yan seemed to be in a good mood and did not show any displeasure at my abrupt offense. Instead, he snarled at me again in a very normal way.

"You are so stupid, it is reasonable for you to tear your clothes."

"..."

"What? You still refuse to take it off? Do you want me to take it off for you personally?" Seeing that I was still hesitating, he narrowed his eyes slightly and there was a hint of impatience in his tone.

My heart skipped a beat, and I raised my eyelids and glanced at him cautiously, "But if I take it off, what should I wear...?"

Before I finished speaking, a black robe was covered on my head.

"Move quickly, I don't want to waste time on these small things."

Jun Yan's indifferent voice penetrated my ears coldly through the soft black cloth.

Don’t want to waste time on these trivial things? Then why does he insist on asking me to change my clothes so persistently...

Different from Yu Zhengyang's blue shirt, and different from that dress made of snow-covered silk, Jun Yan's black robe is so soft that when I put it on, I felt as if I was on the other side of the world.

In the sea of ​​clouds, he was tightly wrapped by a soft black cloud.

"Well, this looks more pleasing to the eye."

Jun Yan, who had taken off his black robe, was now wearing only a white tunic, which unexpectedly gave him a delicate and pure temperament.

A poem immediately popped into my mind.

The people in Mo Shang are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.

"Now this village has become a dead place, which means that it has completely separated from the three realms. It has neither birth nor death, nor destruction nor existence. People in the village can't get out, and people from outside can't get in. If you want to get out, you have to

First find the formation that Liu Xianzhou set up back then."

As soon as I finished changing my clothes, Jun Yan immediately got back to the topic.

"A dead place? Why did our village become a dead place? What does this have to do with my grandfather?"
Chapter completed!