The Jealous Cold Prince

"Second brother, second brother?"

"Second brother, where have you been?"

The first person running past is not Yu Ximu, but Yu Xiyuan.

Yu Ximu felt the shoulder that had been hit, looked at Yu Xi Yuan who ran past, and sighed helplessly.

This kite doesn't care about other people, but it cares about Xinran.

This does not, care about all hit his second brother, also ignore the run out.

"Xinran..."

Yu Xiyuan stops and looks at Yu Xinran, who has lost her little eyes. She smiles and is about to rush to give her a surprise when she suddenly remembers that Yu Xinran has just left the pass.

In that case

Yu Xiyuan took out his long sword without deliberately covering his steps. He held the sword and rushed over.

Even though her body movement and the sound of her sword breaking through the sky are not covered, they are still very small. The Friar's hearing is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Yu Xinran has gained quite a lot in recent months. When Yu Xiyuan was only a few feet away from her, Yu Xinran felt something wrong behind her.

He quickly pulled his body to one side, then pulled out his sword to resist Yu Xi Yuan's move. His clothes fluttered. The two swords collided together and made a crisp sound.

"Wow, Xinran can take my shot? Yu Ximu seems to have taught a good lesson! Of course, it's still my pleasure to practice. "

Yu Xiyuan said happily.

When Yu Xinran, who was really fighting with each other, heard this, he raised his head fiercely. When he saw the elder sister who thought about day and night appeared in front of his eyes, the whole person was stunned.

"Sister Sister

Yu Xiyuan hooked his lips and took the sword in his hand. He looked at Yu Xinran tenderly and looked at her stupidity. She couldn't help laughing.

"It's only a few months since I left. How come I didn't know each other?"

"No, no, no

As soon as Yu Xiyuan said this, Yu Xinran, who was still in shock, immediately responded. He quickly waved his hand to deny that he had forgotten that the sword was still in his hand. As a result, without any precaution, the sword fell directly to the ground.

With a helpless smile, Yu Xiyuan leaned down, picked up Yu Xinran's sword, handed it to him, pretended to be angry and said, "it's all the monks in the golden elixir period. Can you be more stable? The sword is not stable. What's the use of higher cultivation?"

However, Yu Xinran, as if he had not heard, opened his arms and held someone who was still chattering in his mouth.

Yu Xiyuan wants to say something more when she is in her arms, and her one-to-two-way trip is interrupted.

I had to hold the girl with her back hand, which was as high as her shoulder.

As soon as the people at the back came out, they saw this picture.

In particular, people from the f mercenary corps were surprised to see Yu Xiyuan's appearance.

"All the way through, although I feel that the head of the regiment is getting closer and closer, it's good for us, but I'm afraid there are not many people who have been treated like this by the head of the regiment."

"That is, Yu Xinran, but the first and most sincere person that idols meet here," said Dongfang Mingyue haughtily. "Although the idol doesn't care about anyone on the surface, she keeps in mind who is good for her and who is bad for her. She doesn't want to owe people, and one day she has to pay back what she owes."

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