"If you want to die, come here as soon as possible. In order to chase you, the escaped disciple, I haven't slept for three days and three nights. It's useless even if I'm here!"
Lie down, close your eyes, and do it in one breath.
Jiang Yuan smiled and shook her head, opened the concierge and went out.
Ever since she went to Butterfly Valley, her favorite place was to climb up on the wooden roof to look at the moon and stars. She still remembered that she forced Bai Zun to find wood to make a ladder for her.
Later, after she learned Qinggong, she abandoned the wooden ladder and was able to reach the roof in one leap.
It can be said that there is still a lot of fun missing.
Jiang Yuan walked around the backyard of the inn and saw a wooden ladder, so she moved it over. After stabilizing it, she grabbed the wooden ladder with both hands and slowly climbed up step by step.
In fact, the fun in the middle is quite enjoyable.
Just like your life, go forward step by step. No one knows what you will encounter in the previous step, but you will always go through it and reach the end.
When he was halfway up, Jiang Yuan heard an extremely harsh sound in his ears, and the wooden ladder was hit by an unknown force and was quickly cut off in the middle.
Jiang Yuan lost her balance and fell down. The matter was so urgent that she even forgot about Qing Gong.
She only remembered that when she fell, a group of men in black passed by her head, and one of them... smiled sinisterly at her.
I thought she might be broken, but who knew, at the last second, a strong arm grabbed her, caught her, carried her into his arms, and then landed steadily on the ground.
Jiang Yuan could even smell the fragrance close at hand, and a trace of his soft black hair drifted on her cheek, making little marks.
After landing, he did not let go of Jiang Yuan immediately, but cast curious eyes on Jiang Yuan's expression, which gradually became oppressive.
This man has always seemed harsh and oppressive to others.
"Jiang Yuan..." Qi Xuanzuo couldn't help but call out slowly.
Jiang Yuan's gaze slowly moved to Qi Xuanzuo's face bit by bit. His expression was too cold and his eyes were expressionless, and his lively pupils were even calmer.
She opened her lips slightly and said the most ordinary words, but inadvertently she seemed to push you far away and isolate you in a different space.