I vaguely remember that when they were in the magic palace, the two of them also took medicine on each other and saw each other's embarrassed side. Xiaowan's move was too much of a fuss.
Lin Qianshuang withdrew her demonic energy, dried her long hair, rolled her hair into a bun, put on accessories, and walked out.
She put on the moon-white clothes hanging on the screen. The wind from the casement gently blew the lilac irises on the skirt. The silk was smooth, and the open sleeves moved lightly. A bit of fairy spirit, the silver light is lifelike.
She stretched out her arms and turned around, her skirt was flying, and the silver light was dancing like broken butterflies. She was cultivating the devil and her body was full of coldness, and she brought a few illusory fairy spirits.
Lin Qianshuang raised her sleeves, and her eyes turned softly and slightly towards the woman in white beside the bed. This dress was exquisitely made, and it was a top-grade spiritual garment with the same attributes that could protect the body. It was obviously not bought at the market. Eighty percent of it was made by Xiaowan with a lot of thought.
Since she accepted it, she should return something to the other party.
Lin Qianshuang thought for a while. In addition to a pile of rabbit apricot grass and a stack of yellow talismans, her jade slips were surprisingly empty, so she should owe it first.
Xuanluo leaned against the wooden window with his eyes narrowed, looking at the people coming and going on the street downstairs in a distracted way, feeling annoyed and losing his demeanor. Being charmed by the other party really lost the face of the demon fox family who were best at seduction.
"I've packed up and the clothes fit nicely."
Lin Qianshuang smiled and patted the woman in white on the shoulder.
Xuan Luo tilted his head and looked at her erratically for a long time, his lips slightly raised, and he blinked with one eye: "My eyesight is really good, very beautiful, Shuangshuang."
Lin Qianshuang smiled, seeing that Xiaowan's hair was simply wrapped in a bun, empty of anything, she took off a hairpin from her temples, and lightly tucked it between her soft black silk, "I still have to Go to Fu Yao Pagoda, you wait for me in the frost and snow building, it won't take long, you will come right away."
"Okay, I'll wait for you outside the Shuangxue Building."
Xuan Luoqing's figure flashed, and the man standing by the window stood in front of Lin Qianshuang.
She grabbed Lin Qianshuang's wrist and stared at her with red eyes, "Taotie is inside, I'm not at ease, we will communicate with you after you enter."
Lin Qianshuang lowered her head to look at the hand that was being held tightly, and shook it forcefully.
"Your Highness."
Suddenly, six foxes with different coats emerged from the bed and turned into human figures in the empty hotel room.
These are all shadow guards who followed along with the demon emperor's breath, secretly protecting her safety.
Xuan Luoqing looked at the sky, the Han Chan Qin in his hand turned into a soft whip and tied it around his waist, his eyes gestured to the two kneeling people, "The three of you stay, and the rest will protect Lin Qianshuang's safety. ."
"Yes."
Three people turned into red foxes, jumped out of the window of the inn, and disappeared into the busy street.
Xuan Luo sat in front of the bronze mirror, the delicate face in the mirror was beautiful and charming, she pursed her lips, and her slender eyes were drawn away from publicity, and her cunning red eyes turned into innocent and clear black eyes. The dazzling face concealed its edge for a moment, and it was clearly still the original appearance, but it gave birth to a timid and charming state.
She looked at the familiar face in the mirror, and for some reason there was a trace of jealousy. Even though the face in the mirror was her own, but Shuangshuang clearly preferred her weak and weak appearance named Xuan Luo Wanshi.