Fragrance Beauty

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"Follow me." Chang He shook a few words coldly and walked back and forth.

The girl stared at his back behind, her eyes flashing, seeming unwilling.

A cold voice sounded in front of him: "If you want to run, you're dead, you can't run out of my palm within ten miles."

The girl's heart was cold, and she followed her footsteps in despair.

The qi in front of her was calm and she was chasing behind her, and she clearly walked the same way, but she did not know why she could not keep up with the person in front.

The night road is rugged and hard to walk, not to mention the deep mountains. After a while, I only heard a "snap".

The little girl suddenly kicked her feet and knelt down on the ground.

He often turned around when he heard the movement behind him.

The girl was sitting on the floor rubbing her ankles. Her expression was unclear, but her voice sounded repressed and aggrieved.

"My feet are twisted and it hurts a lot."

Chang He really came over: "Can you go?"

He walked up to her, his high mouth opening, still the cold face.

The girl was pitiful and looked up, "I have a sore foot and can't walk anymore! You are also burdensome with me, or you can leave me here alone."

Chang He's expression remained unchanged.

Little Aunt was staring at him with a guilty conscience, for fear he would pull her sword and kill her.

She waited uneasily.

Then, the girl saw Chang He flashed a wave on the frozen face, but it was fleeting.

Chang He turned his back and squatted: "Come up."

The girl looked at the wide back in front of her eyes, her mouth widened in astonishment, and a pair of bright star eyes struck a clear surprise: "You want to me?"

He often didn't say a word and didn't get up.

There was a cry in her heart, and countless emotions appeared in her eyes

In the end, he could only lie on his stomach.

The broad back was not as cold as imagined, the girl-in-law climbed up carefully and wrapped around Chang's neck.

He whispered, "I'm afraid I fell down ..."

"what!"

Chang He suddenly stood up and stretched his hands behind his back—thighs.

Xiaoya's face was flushed with redness. Growing up like this hasn't done so much with strange men.

But this request was made by herself. She tried to scold a disciple and couldn't speak.

Chang He picked up Xiaoya and recognized the next direction and strode. The addition of a person to him was as light as a feather to him.

The sky is about to light up on this road.

Just then, He often heard an extremely depressing sound from his back.

That voice was definitely not loud, but in the ears wherever it was, be clear and clear.

"What is it?" Chang He said coldly.

The little **** her back said painfully: "I ... I ... the stomach hurts ..."

"stomachache?"

"Yes, it is a stomachache. Maybe, it may be a stomach ache. Let me go down and let me go ... to ... convenient."

After a while, my feet hurt and my stomach hurt.

The girl covered her stomach and moaned while peeking at the man's face, thinking that the man had no response at all.

I felt a sudden rotation in front of my eyes.

By the time she responded, the man had come to the front and was firmly held in his arms.

"What are you doing!" The aunt screamed subconsciously, struggling to stand up.

"Don't move." Chang He drank coldly, glanced down at her, and his cold eyes could freeze people three feet.

"Don't you hurt your feet and your stomach? Don't move."

The little girl asked for her own troubles, didn't dare to move, and burst into a cold sweat. The mosquito murmured, "You're not afraid of the one I have on you ... ah ..."

But no one responded.

Chang He just walked forward without hearing anything.

The burden on him was nothing.

The little girl wanted to move. As a result, just a slight twist, a cold warning came from the head: "If you move again, I will leave you down the mountain."

Little girl is about to return.

There was a voice colder than ice above his head: "You don't believe it, you can try it."

"……Oh."

That way, nothing happened.

Finally arrived at the camp.

Chang He put the girl down, and when the girl stepped on the floor, she saw the bodies on the ground. She had a complicated look, so she didn't look away at first glance and didn't want to see it again.

"Stay here." Chang He was throwing a bag and then left a sentence.

"Wait a minute!" Xiaoya said.

Chang He was turning back, and a cold light stabbed down and rushed straight to the door.

"Slam!" No matter how fast the sneak attack, it couldn't be faster than those hands.

The dagger fell to the ground, and then there was the shameful face of Xiaoya.

She didn't expect him to be alert at this time.

She thought that if she had just been on the road, she sneaked in from behind ... her face was white again.

This person's martial arts height has exceeded her thinking.

Chang He looked at the little girl's wink. The girl looked at the dagger that had fallen to the ground, her face showing despair.

This is her last hope. But she failed.

Chang He suddenly said quietly, "You are King Jing's daughter."

"What, what King's daughter, I don't know what you're talking about." Xiaoya's face was white: "How could King's daughter be such a dirty little girl like me, don't make a joke."

"You ... you won't catch someone by yourself, just want to get a dead ghost." She said incoherently.

He was looking at her, and her eyes seemed to be able to see through her: "You and your real maid, you have exchanged identities and you want to watch and listen to food. Am I right?"

"After all, there is a difference between a girl and a real young lady. Although your girl is like a peach blossom and beautiful, her behavior is not like an official lady at all."

"And you, being a maid, is too fine-skinned and tender. Although you have carefully disguised it, you still can't hide these essences."

"So, you are the daughter of the true King King, Xiao Ruoshu."