Chapter 952 How to Deal with It?

"Let's sleep with you!" Jing Yue replied with a smile, and hid on the second floor, found a quite satisfactory room and went in.

"Jingyue!!!" Hiding in the room, she could hear Shangguan Linglan's roar. Jingyue almost burst out laughing, silently thinking that she must guard against Shangguan Linglan in the future. First, being retaliated by Shangguan Linglan, that is a completely unbelievable rhythm!

In the bathtub, Jing Yue scrubbed her body comfortably, never felt so comfortable before, when Jing Yue came out of the bathtub contentedly, Xiao Chen had already finished washing, and leaned against the soft couch in the room On the table, with a cup of tea in his hand, his chin resting.

"Xiao Chen..." Jing Yue yawned and called out. She was covered with a long robe, and her black hair was slightly wet. She walked towards Xiao Chen with lazy steps and sat beside Xiao Chen. , leaning on Xiao Chen and said: "Wipe my hair for me."

"En." Xiao Chen put down the teacup in his hand, wrapped his arms around Jing Yue's waist, and raised his hand to take a dry towel to wipe Jing Yue's hair. With that gentle movement, Jing Yue lay on Xiao Chen's lap, squinting comfortably. He opened his eyes, with a slight smile in his eyes.

"Xiao Chen... I'm afraid it won't be so easy to go back to Jinling this time." Jing Yue slightly turned her head to look at Xiao Chen and said, "We came to Luan City as if we came to save people, but in my opinion, we want to take refuge. I haven’t received any news from the outside for so long and I don’t know what the outside looks like now.”

"Don't worry." Xiao Chen said lightly while rubbing Jing Yue's hair, "They can resist it."

"Hmm..." Jing Yue replied lightly, and lowered her head.

Xiao Chen touched Jing Yue's hair gently, and when he felt that it was almost dry, he raised his hand and put down the towel, turned over Jing Yue's body, made Jing Yue's cheek face him, and stared at Jing Yue's cheek After watching for a while, he didn't speak.

"What's wrong?" Jing Yue blinked, looked at Xiao Chen and asked.

"It's nothing." The corners of Xiao Chen's mouth curled up slightly, he raised his hand to caress Jing Yue's face, followed the facial features and said indifferently: "People of the holy clan, how do you plan to deal with it?"

"Do you still need to ask? The Immortal Saint Race will never turn back." Jing Yue sat up slowly with her arms propped up, her eyes were full of indifference, and she said coldly: "The Saint Race Poison Sect, with me, Jing Yue, One day, they must not be allowed to exist!"

"..." Xiao Chen frowned slightly when he heard the words, raised his hand to hold Jing Yue's hand and said, "I'll accompany you."

"Xiao Chen, do you know what's going on with my eyes?" Jing Yue slightly raised her head and raised her hand to caress the corners of Jing Yue's eyes, looked up at Xiao Chen and asked, "I always feel that this pair of strange eyes Hitomi feels weird."

"I don't know." Xiao Chen stared at Jing Yue's eyes and said lightly: "About your different pupils, maybe you should ask Qing Ge."

"Well, I have to ask after I go back." Jing Yue frowned slightly. Sometimes Jing Yue always felt uneasy, but sometimes she didn't feel that way. This uneasy feeling seemed to be Because of this different pupil.

When Jing Yue wanted to take her hand back, Xiao Chen raised her hand and grabbed it. Jing Yue was slightly taken aback, watching Xiao Chen's eyes fall on her finger, on Jing Yue's middle finger, it was so conspicuous Xiao Chen's face was slightly gloomy.