When a chill that penetrated the heart pierced her pores, the woman was shocked suddenly, raised her head, and met Nan Yuechen's brutal and cold-blooded eyes.
"Ah? Okay, okay, the girl will go."
The woman's heart was shocked, and she quickly lowered her head in panic, her blushing face turned towards Nan Yuechen and helped her waist, and immediately walked towards the center of Huapu with a small cui step, with a fascinating confidence on her face.
Looking at the white shadow in the center of Huapu.
It's still such an ordinary face, or that scene, but why is there not that kind of feeling that can make him feel flustered?
Nan Yuechen didn't panic and showed a brutal coldness, half-squinted his eyes, and walked to the dark place where he had peeped at Jiuyin before, and those deep eyes looked at the white shadow again.
The woman opposite, she is still wearing white clothes, and her face is obsessed with her identity and appearance, love!
"still none!"
Nan Yuechen subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched the place of his heart, only to find that the same scene in front of him did not have the feeling of rapid heartbeat.
"Drag her out to this king, you, walk over!" Nan Yuechen did not believe in evil, and coldly ordered towards the shadow guard.
Looking at the increasingly gloomy handsome face, as if suppressing some violent storm, the Shadow Guard's heart contracted in fright, and quickly changed the second woman to go up.
Sure enough, seeing the second woman standing in the middle of Huapu, Nan Yuechen's hostility became even heavier.
A pair of Yun's brutal and bloodthirsty eyes, looked at the last woman coldly, and looked at her pretentiously calm face, Nan Yuechen squinted her eyes.
"Bring the pen and ink and a white chess piece to this king!"
The cold voice hit the shadow guard's heart, and the shadow guard came out of Huapu before he could think about it, and sullenly sent the thing to Nan Yuechen.
Nan Yuechen took the pen with a cold face.
Condescendingly walked to the last woman, dyed with red dye, and spotted a vermilion mole on her forehead.
Seeing the shocking and handsome face in front of her, close to her tentacles, the woman warned herself to be calm, but her heart was beating wildly, and the panic that couldn't even hold her chest came directly.
Nan Yuechen waved his sleeves and motioned to the woman to walk to the center of Huapu.
"Men's daughter obeys." The woman lowered her head slightly, hiding the promised smile at the corner of her mouth, and Ana walked towards Huapu gracefully.
Looking at the third woman who looked like a little bitch, Nan Yuechen was optimistic about it.
Thinking that she was about to climb high branches from now on and become a concubine aloft, the other two women who came with her, clenched the corners of her clothes angrily, and stared at her with hatred.
Nan Yuechen was cold with a handsome face, exerting her internal strength, and suspending the woman in the air.
The moment the white chess in his hand was sitting on the floor, he flicked in the direction of the woman. From a distance, the scene was exactly the same as that day.
Only by looking closely can you find that the red yarn mole on the woman's forehead is not as bright as Jiuyin's dazzling, not as good as Jiuyin's demon and Fanghua.
And the white chess in the air is not as dazzling as the white chess in Jiuyin's hand.Compared with the white chess in Jiuyin, one is like a stunning treasure, and the other is like a dirt stepped into the mud!
"Ha ha!"
Nan Yuechen's mouth didn't start to let out a sneer from the wind and rain, and looked at the figure in the center of Huapu coldly, with a hostile expression on his face.
It's not!
The white clothes are there, the ordinary faces are there, as well as the red yarn mole and the white chess!