Before waiting for Xuanyuan Purple Snow to step out of a few steps, Hao Chen's body was swung, like a ghost appeared in front of Xuanyuan Zixue.

The next moment, a deep-seated fairy force came out, instantly condensed into a big hand, and stopped in front of the purple snow.

The mighty force thumped, and the wind in the air roared in an instant, turning over the layers of waves.

The footsteps of Xuanyuan purple snow, subconsciously avoiding the body, between the fairy yuan stirring, the white skirt suddenly flew up, and the layers bloomed.

Seeing this scene, Xueqiong Fairy raised it sharply, and did not want to rush over to help.

The emperor flew to the death of her, people obviously did not really fight, now rushed out in case of bad things, they died!

In the living room.

Xuan Yuan Zixue stood up, turned to look at Hao Chen, and her eyebrows involuntarily crammed up and said, “What do you mean?”

As she spoke, she was tight and ready to fight at any time.

Hao Chen withdrew his hand, and his face was still calm, as if it was not him who had just shot.

He glanced at the purple snow, looked at him, and said, "Wait until I'm done, you can't go too late."

Xuan Yuan Zi Xue's eyebrows were picked, and slowly loosened the hand of the sword: "Well, you say, I listen to it."

She didn't believe it, I don't mind being touched by the chest, take advantage of it, what do you want to do?

Hao Chen is now doing mind reading art, taking Xuanyuan Ziqiu as an experiment, and deduces mind reading.

He read out, Xuanyuan purple snow potential meaning, Haochen lips slightly hooked, like a laugh.

If she knew the truth, I wouldn’t think so.

With a sleeve swing, he suddenly lost his hand behind him, and said slowly: "The purple snow fairy is talented, young, has been promoted half a step fairy king, everyone said that it will not be long, the East Emperor Court will have another fairy king."

"More than that, the purple snow fairy is recognized as a first-class beauty, a person with a rare style, and everyone should praise the birth fairy bone."

“The whole East Emperor’s Court, I don’t know how many young people are rushing, but they can’t ask for it, even if they are close.”

Hao Chen's eyes fell directly on Xuanyuan Zixue's face, and every time he said a step forward, he took a step forward, and unconsciously, he was approaching her.

Three feet, two feet... one foot.

The distance between the two is very close, but Hao Chen still has no intention of stopping, and Xuanyuan purple snow has retreated to the edge of the boundary.

He held his hands to the wall and held the purple snow between his arms.

In an instant, the two bodies gradually, almost attached together, the line of sight intersects, the tip of the nose, warm breathing intertwined, the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

For a time, even the air in the hall seemed to be a little more heat.

Xuan Yuan Zi Xue's heart trembled slightly, but still did not shrink back, but looked up, and looked straight into Hao Chen's eyes, hard said: "What do you want to say?"

"I mean, on your terms, as long as you are willing to be my woman, I will not refuse."He looked at her beautiful eyes, his voice low and gentle, and the words were demagogic.

Hao Chen wanted to capture this woman, not because he cheated, but since that hand, he always remembered the person who never forgot Xuan Yuan Zixue.

On the other hand, when quenching the snow palace, he did not want to hurt Xuanyuan purple snow, because Xuanyuan Shadow once said that he was merging under the hands of Xuanyuan Purple Snow.

In addition, the fat water does not flow outside the field, Xuanyuan shadow cousin, is the sister-in-law, the brother-in-law teasing the sister-in-law to play.

“You...”

The snow is stiff, and a pair of phoenixes are wide open.

The sound of Hao Chen, like a feather, lightly crossed from her heart, and caught her heart, like a trance in the clouds.

At this moment, she almost forgot where she was, and even her breathing almost stopped.

In the middle of the temple, the four people who were separated from the forbidden onlookers had been completely stunned.

Xue Qiong fairy stareed her eyes, only to feel that a piece of Venus in her mind was crashing, making her almost think she saw the illusion.

This has almost been a big fight, why suddenly the painting style has changed?What is this God’s beginning?

The three people led by the emperor, who were even more hit, and their faces were sad and angry.

This is the Snow Saint!

The famous Snow Palace Saint, with a cold character, the temperament is known for its turquoise purple snow.

A few of them followed behind for a long time, but they could not even say a few words, and they were so cold and proud.

But what do they see now?

The man... that man, he actually took the famous purple snow fairy into his arms, how dare he?How can he?

The most important thing is that the snow fairy did not refuse.

What is the relationship between these two?

Three men, three pairs of jealous eyes, staring at Hao Chen, eyes burning, as if to put the sun.

If the eyes can kill, I am afraid that Hao Chen has been punctured by this eye countless times.

However, they are different from what they think.

The face of the moment is not gentle.

Even if the distance from Xuanyuan Purple Snow is so close, even if he speaks such words in his mouth, his eyes are still extremely clear, and his expression is calm and almost cold.

"Being my woman is a prerequisite, because I'm going to tell you something next, and when I'm done, you still don't want to, I haven't said it, and I'll never see each other again."

Even if he looked at Xuanyuan purple snow, because his words and long after God, he did not have the slightest movement, but the tone of voice did not slow down, continued to say.

“What is it?”The sound of the purple snow trembling slightly, and the words said were like dreams.

Hao Chen stared at the eyes, and the voice suddenly became extremely low: "The man in the dungeon is I saved, and the jasper cold water is what I stole."

18 words, if the words are thousands of words.

As soon as this was said, all the ambiguities suddenly dissipated, and the atmosphere in the air suddenly became destroyed.

Xuanyuan Zi Xue looked at Hao Chen, the expression for a moment of blank, for a time, did not react to Jiang Yuan said anything.

It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like it had only been a moment.

Only a word, a word, appeared in her mind.

Your sister, Dream Snow, was kidnapped by me.

Words, like thunder, are deafening.

The twilight was full of trembling, and the eyes were red.

At the same time, in her mind, the string named Sense broke in this instant.

“Hang!”

It's like a thunderstorm.

A fierce war, instantly rising from her body, like a sword out of the sheath, sharp revealed!

At the same time, Xuanyuan Zixue did not care about himself, was stopped in the arms of Hao Chen, and instantly gathered the whole body of strength and struggled to earn.

“Hush!”

The surging power of the fairy yuan was shaken, and Hao Chen's hands were loosened, and he simply gave up the control of the violet snow and drifted back.

However, after Xuanyuan Purple Snow broke the 曞澰, he did not stop at all to talk about the meaning, and suddenly took out the sword.

In an instant, a cold mango, instantly radio out, layered sword meaning, like a lotus flower blooming, instantly hit Hao Chen's body.

The bitter cold spread, quietly, the ground has been covered with a layer of frost, white, crystal, but exuded with cold cold.

This is the family of the twilight, the sword of the lineage.

It is beautiful, but with a deadly killing.

The sudden shot, the purple snow did not relate at all.

However, it was colder than the sword, but it was her eyes.

The original beautiful eyes, but at this moment, it seemed to be full of ice, cold to the bone, more than the snow ridge on the mountain.

The sword broke, and in an instant it came to the tyrannical.