After killing the master

Nanzhi came over, lifted the hem of the skirt and twirled it in front of Qingchao, and asked with a smile: "Master, is it good-looking?"

Qingchao seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but she also said the truth from the bottom of her heart: "It looks good."

Nanzhi knelt down after receiving such praise, and waited upright for the next most critical ceremony to come.

Qingchao flicked his sleeves, and a gust of spiritual wind dispersed from his fingertips, pulling a few drops of water from a small well not far away.

This technique of extracting objects from space was used extremely well, Nanzhi opened his mouth wide, watching the water droplets fly from the small well to Qingchao's fingers, washing his hands with a faint fragrance.

When the water drops fall, it turns into beads, and then rolls on the ground. After rolling for a long distance, it turns into a pool of water and disperses.

After cleaning her hands, she picked up the jade comb, wrapped her arms around Nan Zhi's back, and ran her gentle fingers through Nan Zhi's hair, combing her black hair.

Master's hands are not as cold as Master Wenzhai's, but softer than Master Wenzhai's. Combing hair does not hurt and is very comfortable.

Like the wind in April, like willows in March, like boiled jade, like freshly picked dew.

"Master, why are your skills so good?" Nanzhi asked with a smile.

It's incredible that a man can do such a delicate job so well.

"I've combed my hair for hundreds of years, do you think it should be good or bad?" Qingchao said leisurely.

Nan Zhi just smiled foolishly, sitting there obediently as a man combed her hair, and even tied her hair in a bun, pinning it on the hairpin made from the spirit branch of Begonia.

"Okay." Qingchao handed over a mirror, and the white sleeves were folded on Nanzhi's knee, carrying a faint fragrance.

Nanzhi's face was a little red, she looked left and right at the person in the mirror, she looked good, she was a good girl.

People are more delicate than flowers, shy and smiling.

Jiji Nianhua is the most beautiful age in the eyes of the ancients. Looking at it this way, it is indeed a good age.

"So I'm so beautiful." Nan Zhi held his face in both hands, feeling complacent.

Chatting but not talking, in his eyes, Nanzhi has always been beautiful, and he sees it every day.

"Shameless." Hongtang floated out of the tree, and came in a maple red undress, every step was graceful and enchanting.

Nan Zhi looked up and saw a maple-red man who looked like a raging fire. Although he liked his beauty, he hated his tone of voice.

"Dare to compare your beauty in front of my flower fairy? Where did you get the confidence?" Hongtang sat down, reached out and snatched the mirror from Qingchao's hand, and lifted it up to admire the face in the mirror.

"Hmph, what a coquettish bitch!" Nan Zhi snorted coldly, patted the table and got up.

The mirror in Hongtang's hand was gently moved away, her eyebrows raised, her sharp and cold gaze was directed at Yunanzhi.

How dare you say he's a slut?

Nanzhi stared back at him, then turned to chat with Shangqing, with a small smile, "Master, I'll go out for a walk first, and meet at Baiweilou at [-]:[-]."

"Alright." Qingchao put the jade comb back into the box and nodded lightly.

Nan Zhi couldn't wait to run out with her big red skirt, she was dressed so beautifully today, and it was her 15th birthday, her heart felt like a calf, and she couldn't help jumping up and down.

Not everyone can live a 15-year-old again, and not everyone has the chance to do it again, but Nanzhi has it. She never knew that 15-year-old should be in such a mood and joy.

The sun outside was pouring down warmly, wisps of golden light shone on the crabapple flowers on her head, as brilliant and bright as gold powder.

Because she was happy, Nanzhi hummed while walking, touched this and looked at that on the street, then ran outside the theater and stood on tiptoe to look around, to see which passage was sung today, if it was an old stalk with a fairy , she didn't want to go in and see.

Walking past the gate of the opera garden, there was no place to go for a while. She touched the white mask she just bought in her hand, feeling a little depressed. It would be great if she was in Licheng. Have.

Unlike this Lizhou City, none of the six art workshops opened a Chu Pavilion.

When thinking of Fengyu Tower in Licheng, I naturally think of Huawenzhai in Meige.Except for the 13-year-old birthday spent there, the others are all at Master Qingchao's place, so Master Qingchao will give things to her every time on her birthday, and then go to Baiweilou for dinner.

Thinking of her 13th birthday, Nan Zhi couldn't help but shed tears.

Forget it, don't mention it.

Nanzhi went to the place where he used to eat sugar figurines again, stood outside the shop, took a small sugar figurine and walked out, eating as he walked.

"Miss Nanzhi, we meet again."

Nan Zhi was bumped by the person in front, and the sugar figurine in her hand was smashed and fell to her feet. She took a step back and looked up.

Originally angrily prepared to scold, but found that the other party had a lot of background, so he didn't dare to speak out.

"It's a pity that I didn't invite Mr. Qingchao last time, but I heard that Miss Nanzhi's Bliss tune is also very good, so today I specially invited Miss Nanzhi to come with me." Dressed in a green robe, The noble and extraordinary Jun Yao slightly raised his eyebrows.

Nanzhi's face was livid with fright, and he really wanted to turn around and run away.

Unfortunately, she couldn't move.

"Please." Jun Yao said please, but actually used some powerful secret technique to control Nan Zhi's body.

Nanzhi wanted to cry a little, but she didn't cry because her heart was too strong.

"Good brother, let me go, I celebrate my birthday today." Nan Zhi begged for mercy as he walked.It is said that selling miserably can easily influence bad people, Nan Zhi wanted to try it, is it true?

"Does birthday mean birthday?" The noble man spoke differently, with a smile and momentum.

"Hmm. Are you going to let me go back to celebrate my birthday? My master is still waiting for me to go back for dinner." Nan Zhi followed Jun Yao to a carriage.The hood of the car is black, and the curtain is red, it looks very strange, Nan Zhi is afraid.

"Since it's the girl's birthday, I'll treat her to dinner." Jun Yao smiled, picked up Nan Zhi and threw him into the car.

Nan Zhi sat in the car, panicked, and didn't know where she would be taken next. The time she had agreed with Master Qingchao was still early, and when the master found out that she was missing, would she be dead?

Jun Yao followed into the car, pulled down the curtain, and there was a driver driving outside.

Nanzhi leaned against the wall of the car and thought of many ways to jump out of the car, but unfortunately, she couldn't do it because she had hands and feet.

"Where are you taking me?" Nan Zhi asked sadly.

"You'll know when we get there." Jun Yao still had the same smile as when we first met, calm and calm, but this calm made people frightened, because all his calm was calculated.

"Can you invite me to eat something at Baiweilou before leaving?" Nanzhi thought, if she went to Baiweilou, she would have many ways to attract others' attention.In this way, Master will also know who took her away.

As the chariots and horses drove, Jun Yao's head shook slightly, and with his inscrutable smile, he looked like a fool who was in the act.

He said, "Miss Nanzhi is really smart."

Nan Zhi chuckled: "It's nothing to praise me for?"

"What do you want me to take you to Baiweilou, you understand in your heart." Jun Yao explained it right away.

Sure enough, people born in the emperor's family are very suspicious, and he can see Xiao Jiujiu in Nanzhi clearly.To say it is to show ugliness.

"Of course I understand that I'm hungry." Nan Zhi turned her head aside, not wanting to face Jun Yao's face, she couldn't find an excuse, she had to doubt her character.

Jun Yao didn't talk to her anymore, and the carriage became very quiet.

About a stick of incense, the carriage became more and more bumpy, not like a road but like a mountain road, Nanzhi really wanted to lift the curtain to have a look, but he was really powerless.

As time passed bit by bit, Nan Zhi's heart became more and more uncertain. He couldn't really drag her into some cave and kill her.

The carriage stopped suddenly.

"It's here." Jun Yao straightened his sleeves.

The scarlet curtain was lifted up by the groom, and all the scenery outside came into Nanzhi's eyes. It was not the busy Lizhou City, but the countryside with lakes and mountains.

It's over, what are you afraid of?

Jun Yao supported the car under Nan Zhi, pointed to the mountain in front of him and said, "Is the scenery here very good?"

Nanzhi showed a smile uglier than crying: "You brought me to enjoy the scenery?"

"If it makes you relax a bit, consider it as a visit to enjoy the scenery." Jun Yao always had a three-point smile, and this three-point smile was really scary.

Jun Yao took out a small paper figurine from his sleeve, and Nan Zhi stared in disbelief. The little paper figurine looked familiar, as if she and her master saw it the night before yesterday, and it was Jun Li's forte. .

How could he?What is his relationship with Junli?

He spread out his palm, and the paper figurine stood up in his palm, chanting something silently, and then the paper figurine flew up and drew a circle in mid-air. This circle had a strong suction force, and Nan Zhi was sucked in directly.

Open your eyes, you are in an underground palace, surrounded by empty space, with few lights, the light is neither bright nor dark, but there is a terrifying aura being rendered.

There were countless white paper figurines floating in the air, Nan Zhi raised his hand, and with a light sweep, the paper figurines in mid-air were swept away, falling down like large flakes of snowflakes.

It was only then that Nanzhi realized that his body seemed to be under his control.

"Your name is Nanzhi?" A woman's voice came to my ears, perhaps due to the space in the basement, there was an echo.

Nan Zhi pushed aside the paper figurine in front of him, and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

"Who?" Nan Zhi walked among these paper figurines.

Who the hell was talking to her?

What did you bring her here for?

At this time, a woman dressed in purple flew down from the sky, the most eye-catching thing was the crane jade hairpin in her hair, on which were two blood beads, and when shaking, there would be blood mist flowing.

Jun Li!

It's her again.

Jun Li slowly fell to the ground, and the purple clothes were spread out layer by layer, blooming all over the ground like purple stars and stars. The white paper man would give way when he saw her, so she was extremely beautiful set off by the white paper man.

She lifted her finger, flicked the paper figurine and it turned into a wisp of white smoke. The white smoke flew in a circle in mid-air and then turned into a piece of paper figurine floating.

These scenes, Nan Zhi only imagined when he was dreaming, never thought that he could see them with his own eyes.

"Give me an ending." Jun Li came to her with a very sincere tone.

"Master said, you have no ending."

Looking at Jun Li carefully, her face was bloodless, the reason she looked human was because there were two drops of blood on the crane hairpin, and the red mist made her look like a living person.

"Then let me have a dream, as long as he in the dream is alive." Jun Li's eyes were full of sadness, but she had no tears, so she couldn't express that despair.

"I don't have that ability yet." It's not that Nan Zhi doesn't want to help, it's because her current ability really can't weave dreams in blissful tune.

"In that case, let's wait for your master to come." Jun Li shook his head, took two steps, then grabbed a small paper figurine in midair, and blew on it, and the paper figurine turned into Nan The shape of the branch.

Nanzhi looked at the person exactly like him, a little shocked, more scared.

It's like looking at your own corpse, you say you are afraid or not.

"What are you going to do?" Nan Zhi asked in a panic.

"Naturally, I brought your master here!" Jun Li smiled half-smile, and flicked Zhi Nanzhi with a flick of his fingertips, turning into a wisp of smoke and leaving from a semi-circular teleportation array.

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