Xuanzong.

Temple of the saints.

Hua Ruo sits on the ground with one hand holding her cheek. Her eyes are depressed and she looks at the lustrous black ball on the bed. She can't help but poke it a few times.

"I said, are you a dragon or a stone? How to become a black ball every day? Won't you be suffocated? "

After that, Hua Ruo sighed plaintively. Since he brought this guy back, he was only human last time, just that time, only a cup of tea.

Other times, it's all the way it is now.

Sometimes, if Hua can't help thinking, it's better to smash the ball on the ground. She wants to see if it will be broken.

With this in mind, she simply reached out to pick up the black ball and smashed it to the ground.

The black ball seems to have a sense of general, not waiting for her to hit out, the surface of the ball suddenly burned a layer of purple black flame, mercilessly toward the hands of Hua Ruo.

"Ah..."

But he let go of his hands and let out a scream of pain.

When she stretched out her hands, she saw that the palms of her hands had already been burnt. The flesh and blood were black and the air was full of the smell of roasted meat.

Hua ruo's tears flow down in an instant. She is wronged and angry and scolds, "damn black dragon, I am kind to save you, but you are so cruel to me. One day, I will cook you up and eat."

Looking at his hands like roasted pig's feet, Hua Ruo felt more aggrieved and regretted saving that damned guy for the first time.

If she had known that, she should not have risked the six major sects to save him.

Later, she was really infatuated with his beauty, but the time for this guy to become a human body was very little. Most of them were the black ball. What's the use of beauty?

Hua Ruoqi got up from the ground, kicked the bed hard, turned and walked towards the outside of the hall.

Threatened by Yun Yixuan's damned man, she has to go to her mother every morning, middle and evening on time to please her mother. She has to please her mother and make her happy.

Damned Yun Yixuan, sooner or later he will fall into her hands and let her do whatever she wants.

Think of Yun Yixuan, Hua ruo's mood is worse.

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in the magnificent palace, if Hua is not near, she hears what the elder and Hua Qing say. Her brows immediately wrinkle and subconsciously lighten her steps.

"Zhangjiao, ling'er was also brought up by you. He is good-looking and gifted. He has a deep love for ruoer. He has to be ruoer. He must be very clear about ruoer's mind..."

The elder is the grandfather of Muling. Now he is like a matchmaker. He is just like a lotus. If the flower doesn't know that the elder is so eloquent.

"Now, both ling'er and ruo'er are at the age of marriage. Yesterday, ling'er came back and urged me to come to propose marriage. As a grandson of ling'er, I should satisfy him. I hope that the leader will agree to the marriage, and we'll get married."

"Yes, Zhang Jiao..." This voice belongs to Muling. He said sincerely, "I only have ruo'er in my heart. If I can marry her, I will be good to her in this life and this life. I hope you can help me."

"This..."

Looking at the sincere elder and Muling, Hua Qing didn't know how to decide and hesitated for a long time.

"I won't agree."

A cold voice came in, and a faint smile immediately appeared on Huaqing's face. She looked at the curtain in the hall and said happily, "here comes ruoer."

If the flower opens the curtain and goes in, it will see that the flower is still in the gauze. Through the light gauze, you can see her half lying.

On both sides of the bed were two pretty maids.

The elder and Muling are sitting on the right side of the guest table, with a cup of fragrant immortal tea in his hand.

Seeing her coming in, they looked up at her one after another. Muling immediately stood up and said with a gentle smile, "ruoer, are you here?"

If Hua doesn't speak, he turns to look at the man in the left passenger seat. The man is dressed in a silver suit, and his long black hair falls down, blocking half of his face. He seems to have nothing to do with himself, playing with the tea cup in his hand.

Even if the flower came in, he didn't lift his head.

Yun Yixuan, I must let you fall into my hands and let me do whatever I want

In a twinkling, the plan in Hua ruo's heart will take shape.

She looked at Yun Yixuan, put on a look of affection, said, "mother, I can't marry brother Muling, I have someone I like."

"Ruo'er, you..."

Mu Ling's face suddenly changed. He couldn't believe it and looked at Hua Ruo. Unexpectedly, she just said it.

Even the elder was shocked, and his tea cup almost fell to the ground.

Hua Ruo turns her head and looks at Muling with a smile. Her voice is soft and says, "brother Muling, don't you already know that I belong to you?""Ling er?"

The elder raised his head and looked at his grandson in disbelief.

Ling son how have never said with him, if son wench have another love?

Muling clenched his fists tightly and looked scarlet at the man who had nothing to do with him. He looked like he could lose control at any time.

Through the gauze, the voice of flower feeling came out in surprise, "if son, who is the person you like?"

She how all don't know, own if son unexpectedly have a sweetheart.

Hua Ruo looks at Yun Yixuan. Her eyes are cold, but she looks shy. "The person I like is Brother Yun."

With a clang sound, Muling clenched his teeth and waved the tea set on the table to the ground. But the elder forgot to scold him. Instead, he looked at Xiang yunyixuan in surprise.

Hua Qing was also shocked by the answer, and didn't speak for a long time.

Everyone looked at him. Yun Yixuan finally raised his head and put down his tea cup. As soon as he stretched out his long leg, he stood up and walked towards huaruo.

That steady and powerful step, as if step by step in the flower if the heart of the general, let her can't help but nervous.

Yun Yixuan stops in front of her and looks at her with cold eyes.

"Like me?"

Flower if breathing instantly stagnated down, lip trembled, but not a sound.

In her heart, she secretly thought that she was useless. She didn't know why. Since she had a handle in his hand, she couldn't help being nervous every time she saw him.

She bit the lip, then see cloud Yi Xuan that pair of cool eyes emerge light sneer, and hide of very deep disgust.

Damn, this man actually laughed at her, just laughed at her, and hated her. How could he have the qualification to hate her?

Hua ruo's chest was burning with anger, and she didn't know where she had the courage, so she suddenly raised her head, and her red lips were printed with the pale lips that were very close to her.