Chapter 807

"Your Highness, did you hear what I said?" Xi Ying sees Zhao Yifan some Lengzheng, impatiently asks a way.

Zhao Yifan's daze eyes gathered and said quickly, "I heard..."

"Then go away quickly, and I won't waste your time." Xi Ying insisted.

“……” Zhao Yifan thinks he needs to be quiet.

Since Murong yuan insists on this, he will leave for a while.

In any case, Murong yuan has no spiritual power, and those who enter Yunfeng academy will fall in different places as long as they do not enter at the same time.

Even if it falls in the same place, spiritual practitioners and ordinary people will not run into each other.

In other words, if he left Murong yuan, no one else would come to Murong yuan.

But he can return after leaving and find Murong kite again.

"Then I'll go first. If you regret, crush the spirit stone, and I'll be with you immediately." Zhao Yifan stretched out his hand, white palm heart with a small milky stone.

"All right." Xi Ying did not refuse this time, but took the stone in his hand.

If she refuses again, Zhao Yifan will not be able to make trouble until when.

It's annoying.

Xi Ying thought.

Obviously, she looks no different from the former Murong kite. Even if the green spots on her face are a little lighter, they still exist.

Zhao Yifan what beauty has not seen, will because of her appearance and look at it differently?

As for the special talent she showed, Zhao Yifan couldn't find out whether she was dead or alive.

He didn't know about the wingbird or something.

Why did Zhao Yifan suddenly change her attitude?

Xi Ying doesn't understand.

Because she doesn't think her personality and way of speaking are so special.

Zhao Yifan left.

Finally, Xi Ying was able to take the little winged bird out of his arms.

"Xiaobai darling, don't cry. You blow a breath of aura into my eyes." Xi Ying said to Xiaoyi bird in a coax tone.

The winged bird is very spiritual, otherwise it can not be a potential Warcraft.

Hoo -

the little winged bird breathed a breath on Xi Ying's eyes.

Xi Ying could not help but close her eyes.

When you open your eyes --

"lying trough!"

A magnified handsome face did not know when it appeared in front of her.

The little winged bird cleverly got into his arms and continued to pretend to be dead.

"It's very sensible." Luo Su Cen's face again hung that pair of cynical smile, staring at Xi Ying's chest and said.

Murong yuan's appearance was delayed by a large blue spot, but her figure was not hidden at all.

Luosucen looked at it and couldn't help touching his nose.

Xi Ying rolled her eyes when she saw his action.

"If you stare again, I'll dig your eyes out." A bloody word is said by Xi Ying lightly.

"That's not going to work," losuzen came up. "You can hit me, but you can't hurt me."

"Since you let me fight, what's wrong with me digging your eyes?" Xi Ying pretended to be confused.

"I must keep my body intact, otherwise how can I give you happiness in the future?"

Luo sucen said this sentence, but also deliberately stressed the pronunciation of Xing.

Xi Ying's face suddenly cooled down.

"Luosucen, Zhao Yifan's words have been made clear just now. I am his fiancee."

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