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Twilight frowned slightly, but did not respond.

She sat in front of the kitchen cutting table, put her phone on the board, and continued to eat the blood cake, not hanging up the phone and not responding.

Bian Qiu's eyes glanced at him, and there was a slight quiet light.

He cut a piece of shredded taro with a small fork and brought it to Twilight, then untied his apron, bowed, and exited the kitchen.

The Blood Clan is naturally sensitive to hearing, and it is not that he deliberately eavesdrops.

On the phone, Li Mubai did not get a response, thinking that he had dialed the wrong number.

He hung up the phone and dialed it again, and his cold voice was filled with more and more drunkenness: "Twilight, I can't find your ......"

Twilight gently bites on the blood cake, a few silver grains dancing in the lake of deep eyes.

She picked up her fork, pricked a small strip of blood taro and put it in her mouth, tasting it slowly, still silent.

On the phone, Li Mubai's words kept coming.

Sometimes it's a whole sentence, sometimes it's a few vague bits and pieces.

Probably, he was really drunk.

…………

At dinner, Shanyusheng had not yet returned.

However, without him, the Blood-Clan seemed to be more comfortable.

Before the meal, Chen An and Bian Qiu made their own introductions and saluted the legendary 'masters' in turn.

As a result, the following picture appeared.

When Chen An heard Yunguang's name, his mouth opened into a goose egg.

General Yunguang, one of the four gods of war? Definitely a big shot!

The stubborn lord is the Great Elder of the Blood Clan who likes to run away the most?

Chen An swallowed his saliva, a bigger character!

Win Tu, Win clan, the third generation of emperors?

O God!

Three lives are fortunate, death without regrets, this life is not in vain.

Chen An's legs and stomach had begun to weaken.

Chang Xi?

The rumored head of the four great war gods of ancient times, the great suzerain of the Shenchang clan of Wuzun General?

Bian Qiu, hurry up and help him.

He was so excited that he was about to cough up a mouthful of old blood.

And the last one is......

The second empress of the blood clan, the night lord of the old ancestor of the Twilight clan?

Also, that is, all the blood people are afraid, and they have fought and sacrificed for it with their lives?

Boom!

Chen An finally couldn't restrain the surging in his heart, knelt on his knees, and couldn't get up.

He really wanted to say that the sky has eyes, and this time he has finally found a revolutionary team, and he can fight the reactionary forces to the end, and he will be one enemy to a hundred!!

At present, we can first taoguang and maintain our strength.

He must hold on, he must regain his golden key, and become the big account of the blood clan again.

Bian Qiu tugged at Chen An's collar, tried to maintain a neat formation, and said, "It seems that there is another gentleman surnamed Shan......"

In the afternoon, he went to the kitchen to deliver knives, just in time for the good gentleman to go out.

It was a human being, innocent and beautiful, and the blood was delicious.

"......" Yunguang did not answer.

In front of this table, she is only a servant at most, and she is not qualified to evaluate the master.

"Good young master? He's a mobile blood bank! It is referred to as 'rice'. "The stubborn lord has coveted the blood of Shanyusheng for many days.

"Hmm." Ying Tu responded coldly and agreed.

The meal that can eat, sleep, run and jump went to the hospital today.

It would be nice if he could stretch his arms all the way and come back, and he would be able to beat his teeth without any scruples.

Chang Xi didn't know about the existence of Shanyusheng, so she whispered to Dusk Li: "Don't take it too seriously." ”

In the human world, the quality of the blood bank that can be looked at by Twilight should be good.

Just like a thousand years ago, the monk surnamed Li, who was deeply affectionate......

"I'm measured." Under the table, Twilight took Chang Xi's hand and shook it gently.

The man's fingertips were slightly cool, and his beautiful and elegant face was covered with a faint light, always like a god, exuding a shallow fairy wind, clean and dusty, silent like a lake of winter water.

He didn't know whether he remembered the old things, or if he was born with a weak temperament, like the snow on the North Sea, far away from the hustle and bustle, clear and cold, and the thick inky pupils were filled with a coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow......

Twilight picked up the wine glass, turned around the crowd, and said, "Chopsticks." ”

Within the Bloodline, there is a very strict hierarchy.

Similar solemn occasions are required to perform rituals to show respect.

Everyone picked up the wine glasses, drank all the blood wine in the cup, and returned the empress's courtesy, before picking up the chopsticks, as usual, laughing and playing, and each of them laughed and laughed.

…………

After the meal, the stubborn lord was full of wine and food, and collapsed on the sofa, not wanting to get up.

Ying Tu walked over and kicked the stubborn master to the side.

He opened the chessboard, which was a game of black and white twins, beckoned to Chang Xi, and said, "Let's have a game." ”

Chang Xi wore a snow-white robe and dragged it on the expensive crimson carpet, and the clear snow shadow was amazing, and she walked over and said, "Yes." ”

The stubborn lord's gaze moved with Chang Xi's figure and landed on the tail of the wrapped line.

He was puzzled: "Changxi, when you came in the morning, didn't you find that you brought a salute and a change of clothes?" ”

This white shirt is obviously not the old-fashioned kaftan that has been cut into several pieces.

Chang Xi brushed his sleeves and sat cross-legged on the carpet, with an elegant posture, as beautiful as a peerless white lotus on the long river of blood, and said: "Don't bother, you have it." ”

The stubborn man stared at his clothes and climbed down from the couch.

He picked up a piece of clothing, looked at it carefully, and said puzzledly: "No, this material is so similar to the curtains in my room?" ”

In this house, all furnishings are ordered uniformly.

In other words, the curtains in Changxi's house and the curtains in the stubborn master's house are the same style and style......

Chang Xi's fairy face paused for a few seconds, and her beautiful eyes blinked in amazement.

He brushed his snow-white sleeves, raised his hand and patted it lightly on the head of the stubborn master, and said softly: "Just you have a lot of mouths." ”

A smile flashed under Ying Di's light purple eyes, barely controlled, and said, "If you need anything, go to my house and get it." ”

That night, although he was kicked off the roof of Yatai Fuyuan by Twilight, the next day, the logistics convoy of Shan's Guoshang Department Store arrived.

From the first floor to the seventh floor.

Twilight really bought it all for him.

It even includes women's bags, shoes, outerwear, and underwear......

He probably left Twilight in the style he liked, and let Yunguang choose a lot of it himself, and all the other ladies and things were sent back.

He's not a woman.

However, in the human world, the style of women's underwear is good......

"Don't bother." Chang Xi spoke softly and calmly.

Among the four ancient gods of war, I am afraid that only Yunguang in the exiled human realm will get used to the clothes of modern humans.

And they are like ancient relics, still living thousands of years ago, the ancient world of snow and breeze, and the world is free......

The stubborn master moved the sofa pillow, sat down next to Chang Xi, and said, "I see you playing chess." ”

"You understand?" Ying was skeptical.

It's not that he despises the stubborn master, but the stubborn master's brain is really speechless.

Chang Xi opened the chess box, didn't care, and said lightly: "Remember, watch the chess without saying a word." ”