The crape myrtle frowned even more.
"Are you threatening me?"
The cold and indifferent voice sounded again, with a slight anger.
In this quiet night, because of this cold and lonely voice, the cold moonlight hit them coldly, and it seemed a little infiltrating.
Ziwei Xingjun was so cold that he twisted away from the light song, and the cold and proud autumn wind blew through the dark forest, blowing up the clothes of the two of them, and it seemed a bit cold.
The stubborn eyes of Li Qingge stared at him coldly. That serious look is not like compromising casually...
She carefully observed his expression and wanted to peep into different emotions from him.
Ziwei Xingjun looked at her stubborn face and wondered what she thought. She lowered her voice: "What the hell do you want to do?"
Although this voice is still cold, people can not feel any emotion, but...
It can make Li Qingge feel a trace of temperature, although it is very slight, but it can make a different emotion in the original owner's heart.
I was despondent and did not make any hope. I had been holding away the light song with death, and my eyes suddenly lighted up.
She stared at Ziwei Xingjun in amazement, trying to find a little difference from his book, but no matter how she searched, she found nothing strange at all.
Could Ziwei Xianjun's mood fluctuate just now be all her strange?
"Ziwei Xingjun." Li Qingge looked up for a long time, and finally called his name gently. "Aren't you so unwilling to accept Qingge's feelings? The only thing Qingge wants to do is that you can accept it willingly. My feelings, and respond to my feelings according to your heart!"
The crape myrtle, who originally thought about things, raised her brows slightly, as if tangling something.
Seeing that his face was more violently fluctuated than the cold, he felt a joy from Qingge's heart, but his heart was a bit determined.
"Do you want to say that you can't do Qingyue Qingge, or you can't do it with Qingge?" You took a deep breath from Qingge, and the whole person looked a little sad.
Ziwei Xianjun was not afraid to screw her up and cast a spell directly, eliminating her voice.
The cold eyes and the act of screwing her to the Desperate Cliffs have already shown everything.
The matter of sending her to the Desperate Cliff was already ready, and there could be no change at all.
Li Qingge, who was silenced, felt annoyed. No matter how murderous, arrogant, or arrogant she was, she could not make any sound.
Along the way, she could only hold her stomach.
Until Ziwei Xianjun brought Li Qingge to a cliff, I saw a tremendous noise from the three thousand waterfalls. Although the sky was dark, I could only feel its grandness by virtue of this sound.
The jade, which had not been lighted when they first arrived, suddenly lighted up at this time, emitting a pale green light on Weibo, as if it were integrated into the night.
The three characters "Jueqingya" immediately reflected Li Qingge's consciousness.
She suddenly felt a powerful, irresistible force, swimming in her consciousness-walk around.
After this consciousness left, the entire portrait of Li Qingge lost his support and fell directly to the ground, gasping for breath.
That looks as if the rest of the life!
"Relax, this is the predecessor of the Unforgettable Cliff to test you." Ziwei Xianjun cast a spell, unlocking the spell on Li Qingge.
Li Qingge, who was finally able to speak with a voice, refused with all force of the wilderness: "Qing Ge will never stay here."