After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

In the inn, Yin Zicheng, Shi Jingyi and others were stunned, and they couldn't understand why Zhang Changfeng ran away so well?

Could it be that he saw that Senior Lu was too strong, and ran to rescue soldiers? ?

This is also unlikely.

Qiao Wan was also stunned, and after a while, she slowly converged her mind and thought again.

She was lucky to have escaped this disaster, but she didn't know why she always had an ominous premonition that the storm was about to come.

A woman's intuition is a very wonderful thing.

With a complicated expression, he glanced at the gloomy sky outside the inn. It was raining for two days during this period. Affected by this weather, Qiao Wan's mood was really not good.

Seeing this unavoidable conflict, it was resolved like this. Although Shi Jingyi was at a loss, he still did not forget to instruct Qiao Wan in a deep voice.

"Senior Lu, Zhang Changfeng may turn back at any time. It's for us that the senior has provoked this person, and I hope that the senior must be careful."

Joe nodded late, found a seat and sat down. He didn't plan to go up first. He planned to stay in the lobby for a day, and the safety factor was higher.

Although it was painful to not have a mobile phone to pass the time, Qiao Wan specifically asked Ji Ling to borrow a few books.

The book is not a serious book, it is very similar to her "previous life", and a junior high school girl can read Ba Zong's literature in the same way, but it can help her understand the world faster.

She now has this...

Qiao Wan's mouth twitched.

It's called "Concubine My Allure: The Devil's Next Wife"

The object of YY is the legendary young demon lord Pei Chunzheng, and this demon monarch has a fashionable sick and charming attribute in the book.

Although the technology tree in this world is crooked, the entertainment culture still follows the trend very closely.

I haven't read this kind of tyrannical literature for many years. Qiao Wan was ashamed and a little overbearing, so I saw intermittently at noon, outside the inn, the wind was blowing, and the thunderclouds were rolling.

The rain started pouring down again.

After closing the book, Qiao Wan glanced outside.

There were very few people on the street, and most of them were looking for shelter in embarrassment because of the sudden rainstorm.

But in the depths of the rain and fog, a thin figure suddenly appeared.

Through the rain curtain, I came slowly, and walked all the way to the front of the inn.

This was actually a young man in black clothes, his broad robe was dragging on the ground, this one was loosely worn on his body, and he could even catch a glimpse of his white collarbone. And while walking, he could even glimpse his toes and ankles as white as snow from under his wide skirt.

The sleeves of the robe, which were soaked by the heavy rain, were clinging to the body, and the boy's black hair was wetly stuck to the snow-white cheeks, and his eyes were black.

When he raised his eyes, his eyes just met her.

Then, it landed on her face and never moved away.

Although this young man was very handsome, even a handsome man that Qiao Wan had never seen before, it was indeed a little uncomfortable to be stared at by a stranger like this.

And most importantly -

Are you hot, brother? ! While Qiao Wan was uncomfortable, she couldn't restrain her urge to complain.

Although I know that the monks are all fashionable human beings with strange shapes, but this kind of clothes is not properly dressed, and they run around with bare feet.

Qiao Wan unconsciously frowned, nodded slightly, and silently looked away after saying hello.

There seemed to be a red light in the boy's eyes, and his eyes were like the mist in the peach forest.

...

found it.

When his eyes touched the girl in pink who was sitting upright and reading a book in the inn.

Pei Chunzheng's throat froze involuntarily.

The young man blinked blankly, raised his hand to cover his chest in a daze, this pale and bloodless face, and this faintly revealed the warmth of ordinary people.

It was as if the blood that had been stagnant finally began to gurgling again, passing through the limbs, bringing a little vitality back to this stiff, icy body.

Pei Chunzheng's heart skipped a beat.

The limbs stretched, and it was only at this moment that they were revived. I really felt that I was alive.

But maybe it was because he was close to the hometown, and at this stage, he didn't dare to step forward.

But he can't confirm it yet.

He has seen many "Joe Wan".

After a brief awake moment, the young man muttered to himself like a dream.

He wants... to confirm.

This brother is in a very bad state.

Qiao Wan pursed her lips, her heart sank.

Don't complain, seriously, it's like a mental disorder. This world is inherently contradictory. According to her, cultivators have lived for so many years without any mental illness, which is unscientific. Maybe something like inner demons is the product of mental illness developing to a certain level.

In front of this, not very polite to say, this dress and this state do look like a psychopath.

Or to use an inappropriate analogy, in a trance that seems to have taken drugs Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Product.

Qiao Wan knew that the mental patient's thoughts and behaviors were uncontrollable, and he didn't want to provoke them. To be on the safe side, Qiao Wan paused, quickly picked up the book, stayed away, and prepared to go upstairs.

This very rambunctious young man was keenly aware of her movements.

At that moment, the momentum of the whole body suddenly changed sharply, his eyes turned cold, like a cold sword, and he stepped in front of Qiao Wan in a single roll of robes.

The tip of her nose seemed to pick up a little charming and ambiguous fragrance, and when her eyes met, Qiao Wan's pupils suddenly shrank.

The young man was so close, nose to nose, that she could even see the countless complex thoughts surging in his eyes.

Those eyes were deep, gloomy, and complicated with resentment, like a thick fog.

The next second, Qiao Wan fainted.

There was a sharp pain in the brain, and the "Concubine My Allure: The Devil's Next Wife" slipped to the ground and fainted uncontrollably.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a palace that looked very splendid.

Qiao Wan's heart thumped, and she secretly screamed that something was wrong.

His consciousness quickly returned to his place, and he immediately reacted. He seemed to have exchanged glances with the boy who was suspected of having some mental problems before, followed by... and appeared here.

After all, she was an ordinary student who had never experienced such a battle. Qiao Wan panicked for half a second, and then forced herself to calm down immediately.

When I touched it, it seemed to be something smooth.

Seeing this, Qiao Wan was instantly stunned, embarrassed.

This turned out to be the book "Concubine My Fall: The Demon Lord's Next Wife"!

Should she thank this brother for not forgetting to bring this book to her as well?

It is undeniable that the appearance of this book did dilute the faint panic and anxiety in Qiao Wan's heart, but instead brought a vague sense of joy to the matter.

After making up his mind, Qiao Wan rolled over and got out of bed.

The reason why she turned over and got out of bed was because she was placed in this bed when she woke up.

The palace is very empty, with only a large bed in the center, and nothing else, not even a stool. The floor tiles are as smooth as jade, which is quite a bit of a modernist minimalist and cool architectural style.

The wind was entangled in the mist, and the heavy gauze curtains hanging in the hall looked like a wild dance of ghosts.

After thinking for a while, Qiao Wan touched a short knife tucked in his sleeve and walked towards the corridor step by step.

She asked Shi Jingyi and others to borrow it for self-defense before. Seeing that she could not be around her, Shi Jingyi and others didn't even think about it, and immediately lent her generously, feeling guilty and embarrassed , unable to lend "Senior Lu" a better magic weapon.

Holding the short knife tightly, Qiao Wan's heart was beating fast and she swallowed, only to realize that her throat was extremely dry.

"Miss Mu... you can't go!"

In the distance, an urgent female voice suddenly sounded.

The one who answered was another female voice. This voice was clear, soft, and a little pretty.

"Don't stop me." The clear voice said: "I... I must go and see."

Qiao Wan finally slowly reached the end of the sound.

At this time, a wall lamp finally appeared in the corridor, and the faint light reflected the appearance of the person who came.

At that moment, Qiao Wan's brain made a "hum", and she had to use all her strength in order to stabilize and prevent the short knife in her hand from falling to the ground.

The girl in front of her actually looked like she was carved out of the same mold.

The difference is that the girl in front of her has a softer and more delicate appearance.

The girl raised her eyes, and the moment they collided with hers, her eyes seemed to be in a trance of a different world.

She was also barefoot, her crimson skirt dragged on the ground, and her body was light, like a budding begonia.

"Joe... Qiao Wan, it's you..."

"Little Phoenix..."

"Little Phoenix."

After the girl in front of her murmured a few times, she suddenly pulled out a blade!

When the sword light lit up, Qiao Wan took a few steps back and subconsciously blocked the sword!

when!

The maid shouted angrily: "Presumptuous!! You can also offend the imperial concubine!"

After saying that, he kicked her knee.

The maid didn't know what she grew up eating, but when she kicked it, Qiao Wan broke out in cold sweat from the pain, gritted her teeth, and didn't say a word.

The body has already taken a step, grabbed the ankle of the maid, and threw the other party out in the other party's shouting.

"Crack" - smashed **** the wall.

This set of movements went so smoothly, Qiao Wan was slightly stunned for half a second, and immediately regained her composure.

Let's think of this as the muscle memory that the body still retains.

"Little phoenix." The girl kept on letting go, her expression in a trance, "Why did you suddenly appear again?"

"Junior Sister Wan'er." Mu Xiaoxiao sobbed, "Why did you come back suddenly?"

He was kidnapped by a suspected mentally ill teenager for no reason.

Now she was almost assassinated by this girl who was suspected of being mentally ill X2.

Did she enter a mental hospital by mistake?

Qiao Wan frowned. Rao was her. At this time, she couldn't help feeling inexplicable, so that she was a little annoyed.

"Don't move." Qiao Wan pinched Mu Xiaoxiao's cheek with one hand as cold as ice. The short knife in her hand was close to the girl's delicate face, and the cold and sharp blade made a light gesture on her face.

Pulling the corner of his mouth, Qiao Wan threatened expressionlessly: "If you move again, I will cut your face."