Huo yungentian took back his hand on Qin Ruan''s head, looked down at the girl who refused to look up, and a faint smile flashed in her eyes.

    He can feel the tension and loss of the other party.

    Third master Huo couldn''t help but have deep doubts about himself. Was he so terrible that he made a girl so resistant.

    Qin Ruan is not such a counsellor.

    Huo Yirong, the second master of the Huo family, is said to be vicious, thoughtful, cruel and cruel. He is a very difficult character to get along with.

    When he learned his identity, Qin Ruan was only stunned and had no fear at all.

    In the face of Huo yungentian, she was afraid at the bottom of her heart.

    They are not separated by Yin and Yang in previous lives, but live relative to each other, and everything they perceive is true.

    This feeling of tension, suffocation and breathlessness is very strange to Qin Ruan.

    There is a fear similar to facing a strict teacher when I was young.

    In Qin Ruan''s uneasiness, Huo Chuan looked solemn and walked slowly.

    He bowed his head slightly to Huo gentian: "Third Master, the old master called. Master lingxuzi arrived and asked you to go back as soon as possible."

    "I see."

    The voice is low and gentle, like the Ding Dong of a clear spring.

    Huo Gentiana answered faintly. His peach eyes were locked on Qin Ruan. His pale and handsome face showed a helpless look.

    "Why do you keep lowering your head? Look up. "

    He doesn''t like the feeling.

    The fear and taboo attitude of the other party made Huo Gentiana uncomfortable.

    I want to see her before I leave.

    As soon as his voice fell, Qin Ruan immediately looked up.

    The bridge of the nose is straight, the appearance is sweet and lovely, and there are double hook heart strings under the slender eyebrow. The image and temperament are excellent.

    When the eyes of the hook turned, they showed their demonic light.

    Clear and bright eyes, with a sense of charm.

    When she stared at people, she seemed to suck them in.

    As soon as you raise your hand, throw your foot, and look in your eyes, there is a different style everywhere.

    Huo yungentian suddenly breathed and stared at her with cold eyes.

    For a moment, his thin lips were almost invisible and hooked.

    From the third master Huo''s mouth, he smiled. His tone was low and soft: "little girl, it''s really wild."

    Qin Ruan''s beauty seems cold, but in fact it has thorns and wild beauty.

    It is not tough and wild, but the static beauty that gives people a kind of strength and the wild beauty in the bones.

    Beautiful and touching, touching.

    Qin Ruan didn''t understand what he meant, but his tone didn''t belittle it.

    Her pale red lips moved and met the man''s cold eyes.

    Xu is always used to looking at people in a superior posture, and his casual gaze is with a touch of dignity.

    Recalling what Huo Yunlong had done in his previous life, Qin Ruan suppressed his desire to escape.

    She had heard of master lingxuzi''s taboo in previous lives.

    In the year when Huo yungentian died, he mentioned it when he visited her and her children in Wanbaoshan.

    At that time, his body was very weak and he was too thin.

    Even so, the other party never forgot her and her children.

    Qin Ruan still remembers the insipid tone of Third Master Huo in the face of death.

    It was in the cool autumn.

    Accompanied by his subordinates, Third Master Huo once again went to Wanbao mountain to worship Qin Ruan and Huo Yao.

    He was getting haggard and thin. He was not thirty-five years old. He was in the golden age of a man, but he became so weak.

    Like a remnant lotus in the pond in autumn, all the vitality is sucked up.

    In the cold wind, stick to the precious stagnant in the mud, which makes people feel distressed and pity.

    In the past, gentle and noble men were so weak that they could get seriously ill when they were blown by the wind.