The owner of Yueyang Tower is named Ali?

Yun Sheng believed that this should be the name between Wuyin and his friends, but he should not call him that.

But he seemed to be able to see through what Yun Sheng was thinking.

He still said to Yun Sheng with the unruly expression: "My surname is Sheng, and my name is Ruoli. If Miss Yun Sheng doesn't mind, she can call me Ali like Wuyin."

Life is as if separated.

Life is no longer easy.

Why do you leave?

Yun Sheng smiled lightly, nodded and replied, "Ruoli Young Master."

Sheng Ruoli just smiled unruly, pointed to a few small stools in the corner of the garden, and a low wooden table in the middle: "Sit down and talk."

Yun Sheng looked at the small stools, like the stools that modern children sat on.

But Wuyin seemed to have gotten used to it, so he took out a few small stools for Yun Sheng and Sheng Ruoli.

Yun Sheng then remembered that when Ran Yi had gone, he didn't know where he went.

But she didn't think much about it.

The three of them sat down, but Sheng Ruoli said to Wuyin: "I got some good tea the day before yesterday. Can you get it from the house?"

Although the third prince Wuyin was a little reluctant, he only sighed lowly and then stood up and entered the wooden house.

Yun Sheng smiled when he asked Sheng Ruoli to instruct the third prince to Wuxi.

She didn't expect that the third prince would have such a permissive side.

When the third prince Wuyin entered the room, Sheng Ruoli turned to look at Yun Sheng.

His pair of eyes were like An Ruzhi, and his ink was like a dot of paint.

But it is as bright as the stars and as sharp as the sword.

His expression was still moving, and he still had an unrestrained smile, but when he looked at Yun Sheng's gaze, it looked like a sharp arrow.

When Yun Sheng was unprepared, he hit the target with one blow, and he became more and more deeply as deep as his heart and mouth, and deep inside.

Yun Sheng only felt that his inquiring gaze was like an invisible hand, clenching Yun Sheng tightly.

Suffocating her.

Yunsheng's breathing gradually heavier, and his mind gradually feels chaotic.

The heart and mouth only feel dry and depressed, and it is difficult to express it.

Yun Sheng Zhisheng Ruoli's eyes were strange. She forced to resist the invisible pressure that suffocated her and held the short sword on her waist.

The dagger was pulled out of the scabbard with a "swish" sound by Yun Sheng.

"Click!!!" with a sound, it was inserted into the small wooden table in front of me.

At this moment, a long sword with black and light was "swish" between Yun Sheng and Sheng Ruoli.

The wooden table was cut in half according to the sound.

And so, the force that suppressed Yun Sheng disappeared naturally.

Just now, the feeling of heart dysfunction is also not there.

Yun Sheng couldn't feel any discomfort in his body at this time, as if everything was just her own imagination.

But she turned to Ran Yi who had split the wooden table with the sword and the anger that was rare on Ran Yi's cold and naive face. Yun Sheng knew that everything had happened just now.

Sheng Ruoli seemed to be nothing at this time, looked at the small wooden table that was chopped in half, and then turned to Ran Yi.

A clear laugh: "Are you willing to show up?"

Yun Sheng looked at Sheng Ruoli, then Ran Yi. He only heard Sheng Ruoli's words, and the two of them would definitely know each other.

But Ran Yi didn't know why, and wanted to hide from life as if he couldn't see him.

So after just a few people passed through the bamboo forest, Lan Yi disappeared.

But Sheng Ruoli obviously discovered Ran Yi, so he used some unknown method to hurt Yun Sheng and forced Ran Yi to be the first.

Yun Sheng put his sword into the sheath with a "swish" sound.

The face was no longer the kind smile of the past, and the clear eyes looked at Ran Yi and Sheng Ruoli.
Chapter completed!