"What are you preparing for?"

Faced with Chen Ming's inquiry, Ziyun stuttered a little, and a little blush appeared on her face. Perhaps she felt that she was so weak, so she forced herself to look up and pretended to be calm.

Chen Ming raised his eyebrows and asked, "What I gave you last time."

"Take it away." Zijun said calmly.

"Is that true?" Chen Ming showed a meaningful smile on his face, and then sighed regretfully: "It's a pity, forget it, after all, I'm not an unreasonable person, so I'll give you the skills."

Chen Ming smiled and pointed out his finger. The ice-blue butterfly flew towards Ziyun, which contained the martial arts he made slightly modified from the "Huanyu Jue" and was suitable for the demon clan. Because it was only changed for a short paragraph, it did not cause the heavenly disaster.

Soon, the butterfly broke between Ziyun's eyebrows, and a message came into Ziyun's mind and made her consciousness fall silent. However, it didn't take long. After about one minute, she suddenly took a deep breath and opened her eyes. Then she looked at Chen Ming. She showed some complexity in her cold eyes.

After watching this for a second or two, she suddenly turned around and walked into the room. Chen Ming didn't care. After a smile, he sat down and continued to study the formation. He didn't feel anything pity. After all, he had seen Fuli a long time ago.

However, when Zijun walked to the door, she suddenly stopped, took a few deep breaths, turned around, and said coldly to Chen Ming: "I don't want to owe you."

Chen Ming raised his head when he heard this, raised his eyebrows and thought about what she meant, but he saw her stretch out a hand and slowly lifting up his purple dress.

First there are purple embroidered shoes, then the ankles included in the black stockings, smooth and slender calves, and the rich but just right thighs...

"Swish..."

After putting down his skirt, Zijun pushed open the door and walked into the room quickly, while Chen Ming was still in place, with the scene just now in his mind.

I secretly see how exciting it seems to you if someone else lifts the skirt himself? I have to say that Chen Ming was stimulated. Now his heart is still beating faster. The only pity is that Zi Yun is facing one corner of the skirt he only lifts up, so he can only see one leg, while the other one can only be vaguely visible.

Chen Ming suddenly laughed after a while in silence, and the laughter became louder and louder. Ziyun's face turned red in the room, and her heart was beating faster and she gritted her teeth. It took her a while to calm herself down.

At this time, she was extremely embarrassed and annoyed. Fortunately, no one saw the scene just now, otherwise how could she become the demon king?

It's just a shame.

But this technique...

She took a deep breath and forced herself to immerse herself in the cultivation.

After an hour, Hongyu and Suo Xiaoman came back with a prey. It was a pheasant. However, the pheasant was a bit big, almost seven or eight pounds, and the hair was bright and bright. It was held by Suo Xiaoman with her feet. Hongyu's eyes were bright and smiling. It seemed that she was having fun with Suo Xiaoman. When she saw Chen Ming, she showed a sweet smile on her face and ran over.

"Young Master, seeing that we caught a pheasant, Xiaoman said he wanted to eat roast chicken, but I'm going to leave half of it to make soup for you." Hongyu laughed and said, "She was cute and cute. Chen Ming smiled and touched her head and said, "Okay, just make arrangements. If the seasoning is insufficient, tell me."

"Yeah!" Hongyu nodded vigorously.

No matter what, Chen Ming is the one who likes Hongyu the most.

At this moment, Han Mingyi hesitated and shouted: "Master?"

"What's the matter?"

"Have you really decided?" Han Mingyi asked with a frown. Judging from his eyes, the chances of the prince being able to accomplish this time are very small.

The carriage fell silent, and Xu Wujie's voice sounded after a while.
Chapter completed!