Shang Lu was eager to tell Ji Ting that he was an elder brother, and was relentlessly suppressed. Shanglu was lying on the ground struggling for a moment, and looked at the discontinuity above in tears: "You just hit me, you can't affect the fact that I am my brother."

"... Who's going to punch you, I just don't want you to talk nonsense." He continued to cough.

Shang Lu stared: "This mirror has said that I am an older brother, how can it be nonsense ?!"

"In short, you are not allowed to talk nonsense about this, otherwise I will ignore you!" He looked at him again and again dissatisfied.

Shanglu was silent for a moment, and sighed, "OK, I don't say, let me go."

He continued to look at him suspiciously for a while, and finally released him. As a result, the man was released like a fish in the water. . Shang Lu couldn't help laughing, panting and looking at the continuity: "I don't want to be a brother so much?"

... whoever has been an elder brother for thousands of years will not suddenly want to be a younger brother.

"Okay, hurry up and pick up a present for Master. After that, we still have to meditate." Shang Lu patted his arm generously.

He continued to break but didn't believe his ghost words, even if he let go of him, he looked wary. Shanglu really didn't plan to slip out. After all, he wanted to say that there was an opportunity in this matter, and he was not in a hurry.

"Continuity, why not send this to Master!" Shang Lu held a bundle of red rope and his eyes were bright.

He paused and frowned. "What is this?"

"The red rope that governs marriage is said to be tied to the wrists of men and women, and two people can have a marriage." Shanglu thought.

On and off instinct disgust: "What do you do to Master?"

"Master is so old, and I do n’t see her being jealous. If she has someone in her heart, you can let her use it to tie someone up. Does n’t that mean she is giving a master a marriage?" Reason, the whole person was excited.

He continued to look at him coldly: "No one in the world is worthy of Master, throwing the thing away, and I will not be allowed to see it again in the future."

"Well, in your eyes, Master is naturally the best, but this thing has the effect of interpersonal communication in addition to marriage, but it is not interpersonal communication, but once bound, if one party is in danger, the other will be quickly felt. I know ... Well, Master is so strong that it shouldn't be used. "Shang Lu said with regret.

He continued to break his heart, and faintly urged on his face: "Don't worry about the red rope, go find something else."

"……Oh."

Shanglu Xing dropped the red rope with a lack of interest and turned to pick it up elsewhere. As soon as he left, he stood still for a while, and took the red rope with his fingertips calmly. After putting it in his arms, nothing happened, and he turned to look elsewhere.

The two were busy in the Qiankun bag for a long time, and finally picked out an ancient artifact. After seeing what they chose, the old man screamed with a toothache: "I have a few rare things in this bag. Figured out the best. "

"Master Falling Fairy is the most generous." Shang Lu smiled and gave him a high hat.

The old man glanced at him: "Let me talk less, it's getting late, don't you still want to go to the temple? Hurry up, and less annoy me here."

"I know, I know!" Shang Lu said, holding up Qiankun Bag with both hands.

The old man was unwilling to answer: "Hold it first. It's okay for you to go in and clean up the old man."

Shanglu knew everything, and immediately nodded. The master of the fallen immortal is the most mischievous, and it is estimated that he wants them to choose a few more, so he would not take it back now.

"What if we look at it again?" He asked jokingly.

The old man snorted, "I don't know how much baby here, will he care about you?"

"Thank you, Master, the fallen fairy!" Shang Lu said happily, turning his head to look at the continuation, "Let's go."

After a pause, he said to Shanglu: "I have something to say to Master Fallen Immortal, go out for a while."

"Oh." Shanglu didn't ask what to say, and he went straight out.

The old man waited when he heard the continuation, and raised his eyebrows when he looked at himself: "What to say?"

"Tuer took one more thing in Qiankun's bag ... Can Master Fallen Xian send me?" He continued to pull out the red rope, his face was a little embarrassed, and he was embarrassed to ask him for one after another.

The old man saw the red rope for a moment, then looked at him with interest: "Which girl are you interested in?"

"... No," continued for a while, "Just Shang Lu said that if one of the two people **** with this thing is in danger, the other can easily detect that I and I think this thing can always be used Yes. "

Master's blood appeared in front of her last time, although it was almost a thousand years ago, but every time he remembered, his fear in his heart remained undiminished, so he wanted to use it with Master so that she would have it again in the future. Dangerous, I can help one or two.

The old man wanted to be partial: "Do you plan to use it with Shanglu? But this thing is only useful for mortal people. Although you are still mortal, you can repair it as it is close to soaring, I am afraid it has no effect."

Nothing to them, wouldn't it be useless to Master? I was disappointed by the interruption. I wanted to return the red rope to the old man immediately, but he was pushed out by the old man: "I'll go to the East China Sea to drink later, you go quickly."

Continued interruption, had no choice but to plug the red rope back into his arms, and Shanglu, who was waiting outside, returned to the temple together.

As soon as I returned to the temple, I went to Xun Ji to listen to the continuation. Shang Lu followed it, and stopped after a few steps. "What are you following me for?"

"Not to give a present to Master? I will go too."

Broken lips: "I want to send, not you, what do you do next?"

"... I chose an afternoon with you!" Shang Lu stared.

He whispered again and again: "So what, you are not allowed to follow."

Shang Lu was very dissatisfied with his behavior of unloading and killing donkeys, and his eyes lightened after a moment of silence: "Are you afraid I told Master that I am the brother?"

If it hadn't been for his mention at the moment, the continuity would have forgotten the matter, and he heard a humming voice: "Knowing that I haven't hurry to leave, I'm not allowed to tell Master about it."

"Be careful, I'll go back first, you go to Master." Shang Lu glanced at him proudly and turned back to his side hall.

There was a smile on the bottom of his eyes, and he turned to find Ji.

Ji Ting was sitting in front of the temple and watching the rolling clouds and smokes. Suddenly a jade hand was handed in front of her, and she blinked and took it over: "Ancient artifact, is it a good thing, is it for you?"

"... Well, does Master like it?" He stood beside her nervously.

Ji Tingxiaoxiao smiled: "Tentacles give birth to Wen, I like it."

"Then give it to Master," continued the interruption immediately.

Ji listened for a moment: "This thing helps you cultivate, what do you do for me?"

"The second jade already has the best jade in the world. This second best is for Master. Master doesn't dislike it." He continued to lower his head and loved to caress his jade around his waist.

Ji heard a laugh: "Although my jade pendant has some spiritual power, compared with the ancient artifact, it is simply not enough to see. If the fallen fairy knows that you think he is not as good as mine, he must be furious."

"The continuation is what I really think." Continually whispered a whisper, and then looked up, Ji heard round and white ears suddenly fell into his eyes, he paused, only felt that something seemed to flash in his heart, The heart became numb.

Ji listened strangely and looked at him: "What's going on?"

"... I was thinking of how to persuade Master to accept the continuation." The continuation section did not change its color, but the ears became red.

Ji Tingxiaoxiao hung Yupei around his waist, and the little Yupei immediately glowed with a bright light: "Don't need to persuade, Master is willing to take on and off."

"Thank you." He continued to laugh, his eyes and eyes were all curved.

Ji Ting squeezed his face and saw him obediently standing in place, suddenly feeling a little hesitant: "After all these years, you are still the same, Shanglu has changed a lot."

"What's up with him?"

Ji listened with a sigh: "It seems to have grown up, although I generally like to follow behind the deity, but it is not as close as before, even the face is not allowed to do."

"It's okay, Master can pinch off and on. She likes to be close to her father." Xu said, carefully grabbing a ribbon on her body, and then smiled happily.

Ji listened and patted his hand funnyly: "No big, no small, when can I grow up?"

"Continuous interruption is in front of Master, hoping that he will never grow up." Continuous interruption looked seriously.

Ji listened and laughed, and the two chatted in a good atmosphere. Finally, Shanglu in the side hall finally felt bored. After a few laps in the side hall, he finally focused on the Qiankun bag.

The only bronze mirror I saw was half because he had forgotten what happened to his brother and brother. He hadn't had time to see his parents' face yet. Shanglu rubbed his hands with interest, and flashed into the bag instantly, re-operated the bronze mirror with the picture suspended, and continued to watch childhood.

When he searched on and off, he had read all the content, and sat down in bed in a daze. Continued brows frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Continued ..." Shang Lu saw his eyes flushed, "I saw father and mother."

He looked at him on and off, and he murmured, "What's wrong?"

With a swipe of Shanglu's fingertips, an imaginary shadow appeared between the two, showing the picture of the two when they were born. On and off watching the human race in the picture being slaughtered by the demons, watching a woman similar to him and Shanglu torn to protect the baby, watching a very heroic man with red eyes feeding them Tianyu Dan, Then he died with an attacking demons.

They looked at a scene that they had never seen before, as strange as if they were watching someone else's story, but the whisper of a woman's pity, the painful roar of a man, and the cry of a baby's ignorance all reminded them of who the war was about.

The picture became more and more transparent, and finally turned into a white smoke that dissipated, and continued to lower his eyes. Shang Lu opened his mouth in a crying voice: "I didn't expect that my parents would have a good ending, and I didn't understand it. At the same time, I still hated my parents' abandonment.

"It's been thousands of years, and you're relieved," continued off lightly.

Shanglu sucked his nose: "Although thousands of years have passed, the demons must still be alive and continue to break, so let's take revenge."

"Do you know why Master hasn't told us these things all these years?"

Shang Lu froze: "Why?"

"First, we are too young to be instilled with hatred, and secondly ... we don't have the strength to avenge ourselves. We might as well wait for a while, and then talk about breaking away from the common tire." Continued to be surprisingly calm.

Shang Luzhen looked at him: "But ... don't you hate it?"

"Hate, but it should also be realistic." He continued silently for a long time, and lowered his eyes, "You take a rest, practice in the future, and seek revenge on the Demons one day."

After he had spoken, he turned around and walked out. As he approached the door, Shang Lu suddenly called him: "continued."

Repeatedly stepped off without a look back: "What?"

"... The Devil is immortal. Compared to our people, they have lived for thousands of years." Shanglu's voice trembled slightly.

He continued to look back at him, met his slightly red eyes, and walked out of the side hall after a moment of silence. He walked in the direction of Qinxueyuan alone, and was very calm along the way. Only after entering the park, he looked at his slightly trembling hands.

There was no drowsiness all night, and tossing and thinking in her head were the desperate look of her mother before she died, and the last look of Shanglu. He continued to feel uneasy in his heart until the light on the horizon edged slightly, and he got up and went to the side hall.

In the early morning, there was a coolness, and the little Xian'e who came and went was quiet. After seeing the break, they only performed a polite manner and did not go forward to talk. After so many years have passed, due to Ji Ting's emphasis on interruptions, they also began to take him seriously, but they continued to be indifferent, and they did not dare to say much in front of him.

On and off, as usual, they ignored these people and went directly to Shanglu's bedroom. After knocking on the door a few times, they didn't get a response. He suddenly hesitated, pushed the door open and rushed in—

no one.

He continued to look across the bedroom with a cold face, and couldn't find a figure. Even the Qiankun bag given by the fallen fairy disappeared. Finally, he saw a note on the table, which was obviously written to him. After seeing Shanglu go to the demon world by himself, there was a flash of suffocation in his eyes, and the note spontaneously ignited in his hands.

When he came out of Shanglu's bedroom, he was already calm. When he met Xiaoxian'e on the road, he called one over: "If God asks me and Shanglu, you tell her that we have gone to fall to the fairy. "Master had just taken care of the wound for a few years, and he could not let Master follow suit.

"……Yes."

After repeating the instructions, he stretched his face and took the sword, and went directly to the demon world.

...

Ji listened to waking up early in the morning, and her heart has been restless. The last time I felt this, Shang Lu and Xu Duan were detained at the time of falling down. I plan to ask them not to run around for two days, and wait until her feelings are gone.

Xiaoxian, who was invited, returned soon, and took Xianxe who had talked with Xu Xuan this morning. Xian E bowed her knees after seeing Ji: "God to God, Shanglu and Xu Xuan have gone to Xianxun Zun There, he continued to tell Xiaoxian that he would tell you where they were when he asked. "

"Well, you go down." Ji Ting nodded faintly. When everyone was gone, his face sank instantly, and his fingers figured where the two guys had gone.

After a long while, when they found out that they were in the demon world at the moment, Ji Ting's face changed and he went there immediately.

By the time she arrived in the Demon Realm, her eyes had become dead everywhere, and there were screams of mournful stumps and broken arms everywhere, but there was also a sound of fighting in the distance. Ji heard seeing these wounded demons, and he was a little stunned in his heart. After hearing the roar of Shanglu from afar, he thought to himself and passed by.

When she first landed next to Shanglu, a ray of light came, and she wanted to dissolve it, and took a few steps back with one palm.

"Master?" Shang Lu, kneeling on the ground, looked at her in surprise.

Ji Tingliang looked over and saw that half of his face had been ruined. At this moment, the scarred and bleeding wound blocked the original appearance, and his eyes were annoyed, and then he could not stand in the distance. The interruption was even more angry: "You are so brave, who will allow you to come to the demon world ?!"

"We are here to report the vengeance of the extinct tribe!" Shang Lu spit out blood, and seemed to have no regrets at all.

Ji listened for a moment: "How did you know ..."

"No matter how we know it, anyway, we know it," Shanglu said with red eyes. "This is the man who killed my parents with the Devil and destroyed my people. I must report this hatred!"

The Devil heard a sneer and said, "Revenge? You ca n’t bear the magic weapon of a Qiankun bag, what qualifications do you have for revenge?" He said, crushing the Qiankun bag in his hand into powder.

At a glance, Ji knew that this was all used up. It's no wonder that these two hairy boys were able to make such a big movement in the Devil.

She took a deep breath, rolled her sleeves around her broken waist, and pulled him behind. He continued to spit out another blood while moving, barely being supported by Shanglu before falling. From the beginning to the end his eyes were on Ji Ting, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Her Royal Highness, what happened suddenly today, the deity did not expect these two evildoers to come to trouble you, but the reason they will come is also because of His Highness, which was originally created by His Royal Highness. Things, let the deity take them back. "Ji listened to the demon king.

Shang Lu Wenyan immediately dissatisfied with what he wanted to say, but was pulled on and off, he could only hold back and shut up.

The devil looked coldly at Ji Ting: "God has a good idea. They destroyed my half of the demon world with a device, but they said go away. When I am in the devil world?"

"What is your Highness' plan?" Ji Ting looked at him lightly.

The devil cocked his lips: "Leave their lives."

Ji heard a laugh, and suddenly shot at the demon king. The devil stepped back abruptly, and then thousands of troops stepped out of the void and rushed towards Ji Ting and others. Ji Ting immediately enchanted the two seriously injured children, and then slaughtered in thousands of troops.

Xuan Tuan wanted to rush forward to help, but was blocked by the enchantment. He held on to Xing Ting and supported himself, gritted his teeth and cut off the enchantment. Shang Lu saw Ji Ting besieged among the thousands of demons, and finally he was afraid, and he learned to cut off the enchantment one by one, and wanted to break the enchantment as soon as possible to help.

Ji Ting noticed that they were moving into an enchantment, but because they had no time to take care of it, they could only follow them. The Demon King knew that he could not catch up with Ji, so he shamelessly used the human-sea tactics to let the Demon go to fight with her in succession, intending to exhaust her spiritual power before playing in person.

Ji heard about his plans, but could not avoid it. The injuries left by slashing the Demon Dragon nine hundred years ago were actually not cured. At this moment, it is not difficult to kill again as before, but now there is no room for negotiation with the Demon King, only to be convinced.

On this day, the blood and rain of the demon world were everywhere, and the blood flowed into the river. Rao is a demon who is used to smelling blood, and is also shocked by the smell in the air today.

The enchantment can never be cut, and Ji Ting has reached its limit, especially after the demon king took out the artifacts previously seized from Shanglu, she could only struggle to support it. After being injured by an ancient artifact again, Ji Tingzhong fell heavily on the ground, spit out a spit of blood on the ground.

"Master!" Suddenly his eyes turned red, and he continued to listen to the sword glowing with light.

The demon king came to Ji Ting and pointedly pointed at Ji Ting with his trident: "I heard that God Dan is ten times more powerful than Tian Yu Dan. In the past, I missed Tian Yu Dan. I did not expect that there would be a better delivery to the door now. Only then did we exert the power of the Demon Clan and won you God on the ground. "

"Did you kill God, what do you know?" Ji Ting looked at him coldly.

The Devil chuckled: "When you are all dead, no one will know that I killed God." After he said it, Trident didn't hesitate to listen to the stabbing in the season.

Ji Tingshen hid and took a breath to fight him again. The Demon King did not expect that she still had such great strength after being injured. At the moment when she realized that she could not win, she turned her eyes and stabbed Trident towards Shanglu in the enchantment.

His trident is also an ancient artifact just obtained. It is still easy to pierce an enchantment. Ji Ting was shocked and rushed to this side, but he didn't expect the Devil to smile smugly, and suddenly changed his direction and pierced Ji Ting. He was punctured for a while.

The blood mist sprayed instantly, and Shang Luyi's eyes widened, and his pupils reflected the figure where Ji Tian was falling.

"Master!" Continued the heartbreaking roar, and continued listening to the blue light on the sword entangled with him at the same time, the enchantment shattered in response.

When the demon king pulled out the trident and stabbed at Ji Ting again, one figure snatched Ji Ting, and the other took the Moon Shadow Knife to fight with him.

"Master ... Master ..." He hugged Ji Ting cautiously, his eyes filled with despair.

Ji listened to a mouth, blood spilled out, and flying spots gradually appeared on her body. Breathing, she grabbed the continually broken hand and said softly, "Don't be afraid ..."

"Master! Don't, don't ..." She begged her continually, but didn't know what she was begging for, only tears kept flowing.

Ji Ting helped him wipe his tears, but wiped his blood on his face. She sighed: "Master is useless ... Master, I can't protect you ..."

As soon as her voice fell, Shang Lu was beaten to the ground. When she saw the Demon King stab at Shang Lu, she shot the last aura of spirit out, and deflected the Devil's halberd in the direction. Shanglu rolled a circle on the ground, roaring and rushing towards the Demon King again, Ji Ting closed his eyes weakly, listening to the desperate roar that continued to break in his ear, and sighed in his throat.

Before completely losing consciousness, she faintly heard the sound of the fallen immortal, and finally a hanging heart was let down. The demon king has consumed a lot, and now the fallen immortal comes, her two apprentices' lives are finally to be saved.

He looked at Ji's falling hand again and again, and for some reason suddenly calmed down. Everything seemed untrue. For a long while, he screamed softly, "Master?"

The response from Ji Ting was that there were countless light spots in his body, floating towards the sky. The fall of the God of God often turns into a star in the sky, which will last for thousands of years.

He continued to tremble his apex, and suddenly he got up and blew the cloth, and wanted to gather Ji Ling's broken spirits together.

After the fallen immortal repelled the demon king, he walked towards Shanglu with his side, and saw that the on-off madness was in general array, and there was a hint of unbearable flash in his eyes: , You need no effort. "Moreover, he never succeeded.

The breaks seemed to be inaudible. Red eyes kept repeating. Shang Lu wanted to step forward and was caught by the fallen fairy. She could only see the breaks again and again with red eyes.

The sky of the Demon Realm is red, and it is still bright, but it gives people a sense of darkness. The coolness of the eroded bones gradually flows up, but there is a lot of sweat on the forehead. The fallen immortal sighed and left Shanglu, who was about to faint, and left. As soon as he turned around, he looked at Ji listened to him.

I saw that the previously floating light spots suddenly reunited together, and gradually formed the imaginary shadow of Ji Ting floating above the body, and the intermittent forehead also had a cyan mark formed by radon gas.

He actually practiced a pastoral formation ... No, this is not a pastoral formation. The pastoral formation can only gather mortal souls, but this formation method can bring the spirits of the gods together. The fallen fairy looked at Xu Xuan in shock, and frowned sharply after seeing the traces on his forehead: "Xuan Xuan, did you go into trouble?"

"Master Fallen Master, Master's soul is gathered, what should I do next?" He continued to look at Fallen Fairy, his eyes indifferent.

The fallen fairy knew that now was not the time to continue to break into the fire and go into the demon, so he immediately stepped forward to investigate Ji Ting's soul, and after a moment of contemplation, he said, "Ji Ting is a mortal becoming a god. After raising them for hundreds of years, they put the soul into reincarnation and raised it for the first time, and this body was repaired on the sacred tree of the thousand years, waiting for the time to receive the soul.

"Listen to Master Fallen Immortal," continued on his knees, looking pale at him.

The fallen fairy grabbed him: "You and Shanglu go back to rest, and I do the rest."

"Master Fallen ..."

"Be obedient, otherwise I won't care." The fallen fairy looked serious.

There was a moment of intermittent silence, and the red rope was pulled from his arms with shaking fingertips, one tied to his wrist, and the other tied to Jiying's unconscious spirit. Under the shocked eyes of the fallen immortal, he watched Ji Tian's devotion piously: "Master goes to the reincarnation first, and then seeks you out soon."

After that, he looked at the fallen fairy: "Master, fallen fairy, please."

The fallen fairy's heart is still turning over the river, and then I want to continue to interrupt the previous excessive attention to Ji Ting, as if I understand what it is. After recovering from injury, I rushed to resettlement season to listen.

Hundreds of years passed in an instant.

In order to let Ji listen to raise a good life, the fallen fairy deliberately chose the identity of the royal family for her, and then placed her body on the sacred tree and raised it.

When doing continual injury, what I did the most during the whole day was to stay in front of Master ’s body and spirits. After waiting for hundreds of years, when Ji listened to the spirits, she looked at a certain world palace with a heaven and earth mirror. Women.

He was dissatisfied that Ji Ting was not born as a princess, but he could hear the fallen fairy. He said that the woman in Huai Ji is the most concubine of the emperor on earth, and her child is even more favored. On and off, rest assured.

Ten months later, Ji Tingbin was born, and continued to make the emperor pay more attention to her, deliberately translating dreams and telling that this is the daughter of the prosperous age. She is good, the dynasty is good, she is not good, the dynasty is defeated. Within an hour after she was born, it rained in arid areas. The flooded area drained water, and the dynasty supported the princess for a while.

I looked at these with satisfaction, watching Ji listen to a meat dumpling growing into a chubby little girl, from a baby in the baby to a small bun that would stumble and walk, occasionally I couldn't help but miss it, and secretly went to the palace. Ye looked at her sleeping face in a daze.

Seven years passed and Ji Ting was six years old. The fallen immortal can't see the waste time all day long, forcibly took him back from the heaven and earth mirror: "Ji listens very well, you have this leisure time, first put your forehead off, otherwise Suddenly something happened on the day. Beware of seeing Ji again! "

There is no emotion in the continuity. Only when you hear the word Ji Ting will you have a reaction. At this moment you hear the words of the fallen fairy. The first reaction is that the Master is now six years old. If Master sees a trace on his forehead when he returns, he must be worried.

"The disciple is going to retreat here." After continually confining Ningmei, he turned to Lingquan.

The fallen immortal was speechless. Although he had known that it would be useful to continue to listen to Ji ’s pressure, he never wanted to admit it in his own heart. Until then, he had no choice but to use this trick. ? When the fallen fairy thought about it, she felt a huge head.

I like my master, this is simply a bully!

I do n’t know how complicated the fallen fairy is at this moment. When he entered the Lingquan, he was meditating and purifying his breath. Although he has n’t risen yet, he has only gotten close to the door. So it ’s okay not to eat or drink for a hundred years.

Forehead radon dissipates slowly, but it gradually dissipates. It will certainly be eliminated in the next few decades. Unfortunately, just after the retreat for eleven years, something seems to be pulling on the wrist. Strive for nothing.

There was a flash of red light under his eyes, and soon disappeared, and he went silently to the world. The red rope moved, indicating that Master is in danger and he must rush as soon as possible.

On the way to the master following the lead of the red rope, he used his artifact to look at Ji Ting's life in the past ten years, but at the first glance, his face became dark. After his retreat, the dynasty suddenly collapsed, and Ji Ting's princess identity was completely lost. It was still the palace man who desperately escorted her to save her life.

However, this is just the beginning. Not long after she left the house, she was kidnapped to a green house and started hard labor. Due to her natural intelligence and knowing that she deliberately looks ugly, she was able to grow up safely, but she was accidentally seen by her uncle recently. , Now locked up, is preparing to sell early night at a high price.

Repeatedly saw Ji Ting, who was wearing a beautiful red dress and sitting helplessly beside the bed, and a gleam of coldness flashed under his eyes, just trying to slaughter those in the blue building. But he held back, not only because of his own calamity, but also for his listening.

If it hurts her life, I am afraid that her merits will also be lost, and it is not easy to recuperate.

Continued with a cold face, he soon reached the blue building, and disappeared after leaving the trace of his forehead. The old man was welcoming the guests warmly in front of the door. He saw that his clothes were extraordinary and immediately greeted him with joy: "My son is a little embarrassed. Is this the first time I have come? The slave family asks more girls to accompany the son, so that the son is not lonely in the night. . "

"No, I'm here to listen to the girl. Don't let someone else bother me." He continued to glance at her with a stubborn glance.

The old uncle was startled by him, and he said, "Listen to the girl already on stage, please in the son."

He continued to listen, his eyes became colder, and his lips moved toward the inside, and at a glance he saw Ji Ting who had just walked from the room to the stage.

Ji listened timidly standing on the stage, looking a little at a loss, although he had seen many girls on the stage when doing hard labor, but when she arrived, she was still very disturbed. She can't sing or dance. If she doesn't sell, won't the old lady beat her up?

Ji Ting, who has been in the Qinglou for a long time, doesn't feel how much it is to sell his body. At this moment, I am afraid that he will be beaten. At the moment, she suddenly confronted a young boy under the stage. She froze, first with a warm wrist on her right hand, and then her heart trembling fiercely.

Ji didn't know what was love at first sight, but after seeing the gentleman like Qingfenglangyue, he suddenly understood that there was no embarrassment originally born, and suddenly he was born. How good it would be if they hadn't met on such occasions.

"One thousand and two thousand!" A fat man suddenly asked.

Ji listened for a moment and looked at the man. If he didn't understand what he would do, why would anyone want to spend so much money on her.

"200,000!" Someone shouted again.

Ji Ting's brow frowned slightly, and the puzzlement in his eyes became clearer. The frowning of her brows made the people below him even more frantic.

Three hundred and twenty thousand.

Forty thousand two.

Until 700,000, there was no longer a challenge. The man got up proudly, and was about to take Ji's hand, and heard a sound of indifferent voice: "800,000."

There was an uproar immediately on the court, and the old lady was so excited that her heart was about to jump out.

"One million two!" The man said angrily.

Continued section looked at him expressionlessly: "Mine is gold."

A word of him, like a drop of water in hot oil, exploded instantly on the court, Ji listened dullly standing on the stage, and looked at him again as if he were dreaming.

So ... the one she just loved at first sight, is she going to be her favor tonight?

The author has something to say: without gimmicks, they will really have great harmony in life (it is impossible to write in detail, the review is strict, there are many people who like to report, they are reported everywhere, only clear soup and purple water) 2k Read novel