Qi sanshao's hair almost stood up in fright. With a scream, Ji Shenyue threw himself directly on Ji Shenyue -

Ji Shenyue didn't expect that he would be so timid. He took him down in a grid: "Hello! Hello! You are too timid! "

Qi sanshao almost hugged her leg and said with trembling: "I I'm afraid of ghosts. Behind me Behind What is it? "

Ji Shenyue sighed, "it's just a cockroach."

Qi sanshao: "..."

He stood up in a cold sweat. After this shock, he could not bring up the interest of playing chess any more and walked away with the board.

Ji Shenyue shook her head. She didn't feel anything different, let alone who would stare at her.

She is now dressed like this. Even if her parents come, they can't recognize her. Naturally, no one should stare at her.

She closed the door, washed a little and went to bed, closed her eyes slightly, and gradually entered the practice of selflessness.

Tonight there is no moon, only stars.

Sitting alone on the dark roof of the inn.

It's cold in autumn, half cold in autumn, and tea is cooked slowly in red pot and red stove.

This person actually cooks the tea to drink in this kind of place, pour also not general elegant.

This man is obviously a master of kungfu tea. His movements are like flowing water. A moment later, the fragrance of tea rose.

The man seemed to be a little absent-minded tonight, and the tea he cooked didn't seem to be ready. He took a sip and put down his cup. Simply lying on the tile, head pillow hands to think.

There was a breeze below, and a young man in black flew up.

The tea making young man was disturbed, slightly unhappy, but he didn't get up. He just held his head in one arm and looked at the black clothes young man.

The martial arts of the young man in black are very good. When he falls on the tile, he looks like a fallen leaf and has no voice.

The young man in black looks very beautiful. He jumped on the roof and looked around. The young man who cooked tea sat lazily in front of him, but he didn't seem to see it.

After a careful turn of his eyes on the roof, he frowned and whispered, "it's strange that there's no one on the roof. Why do I always feel that there's someone on it?"

He slightly raised his nose again, even more surprised: "did I smell it wrong? I can smell tea here... " He turned around again, still seeing nothing.

The fragrance of the tea is refreshing, and the young man in black can't help but smell it.

The night was deep and the cold wind was blowing on the roof.

The young man in black shook his head slightly: "maybe I'm suspicious. Who will come to the roof to cook tea in such weather? The fragrance of Tea probably came out of other guests' rooms. It's inconvenient to disturb after this time. "

Previously, the tea making young man was lazy and supported his head to see him talking to himself there. He didn't pay attention to the meaning.

It's close to mangcang mountain. Because there are many people coming to see the bustle, the cold Inn was a little overcrowded. There are all kinds of people. There are many experts, such as the young man in black, who should also be at the level of God King.

The young man in black is about to jump down from the roof. Suddenly, it's dark in front of him. Ji Shenyue's figure flashes and falls directly on the tile. In the palm of his hand, a long and thin sword points directly at the middle of the young man's eyebrow: "what's your intention of peeping here?"

The young man in black used several body methods to avoid the sword in the palm of Ji Shenyue's hand. He was surprised in his eyes: "are you?"

Ji Shenyue is an ordinary person now, but her body method is not ordinary at all.