He looked at her calmly, and he pursed his thin lips tightly, with a bone-black chill on his lips, and his eyes were as dark as if he could suck everything in the world.

An Yin looked at him without blinking. Even if she was in mid-air now, as long as this person let go, she would fall into the abyss, but she could not feel any fear or panic.

It seemed as if as long as you look at Qin Jian, you would not have to worry about anything.

The man looked back and saw that Qin Jian was only one step away from him. He raised his eyebrows lightly and smiled in his eyes, "Good skills!"

Qin Jian looked at him coldly and glided on the suspension bridge with him.

There was a deep abyss under his body, and An Yin was in the other party's hands. He was afraid that the other party would throw An Yin down and could not do it easily, so he could only stalemate to the other side before making plans.

As he approached the other shore in a blink of an eye, the man hugged An Yin, turned his body and landed lightly.

A gust of wind blew, and An Yin smelled a familiar smell of roasted rabbit meat.

Rong Xun!

An Yin turned her head in surprise and looked at the face that was so dull that it could not be found if it fell into the crowd.

The man blinked at her.

An Yin immediately affirmed his thoughts. He was Rong Xun, but he didn't know how he disguised himself as such.

An Yin's waist was thin and soft, and Rong Xun hugged her and couldn't bear to let go.

A black shadow flew over his head, and Qin Jian landed steadily in front of them.

Qin Jian looked at An Yin, and she also looked at him, her eyes still as if they were sinking water, without any fear.

When An Yin saw Qin Jian's eyes falling on her waist, she realized that Rong Xun was still holding her. She quickly threw away Rong Xun's hand and stood a step to the side.

Rong Xun put An Yin's hand on his nose and smelled it, it smelled so good.

Qin Jian glanced at the man coldly, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am." Rong Xun lowered his head and saw the nine-tailed fox following Qin Jian's feet. He squatted down and reached out to twist Jiuling's ears.

Jiuling slid and avoided from his hands.

Rong Xun was slightly stunned. His movements seemed ordinary, but he knew how fast his hands were, and the little fox could actually dodge.

I haven't seen this little thing for a while, and it's growing again.

Rong Xun stood up, sniffed his nose and sniffed it. Suddenly he approached Qin Jian and sniffed it, "It's the smell of blood, and the smell of black scorpions."

Qin Jian's face changed slightly, and he actually knew about the Black Scorpion.

The next moment, Rong Xun's expression became richer, as if something interesting appeared, "What did you do? Xiang Shaolong, the old madman, actually fed him the black scorpion."

An Yin was shocked and looked at Qin Jian quickly.

"It has nothing to do with you." Qin Jian's voice was cold. He had been watching Chinese website for a long time

Rong Xun saw Qin Jian from above and below.

Xiang Shaolong's black scorpion is a group of hungry ghosts. Even if he sees a stranger, he will not be willing to let go of his mouth.

Those who have fed black scorpions will die for a lifetime, and even on the bed, they will be in pain. The black scorpions on Qin Jian’s body are very strong in smell and blood, which means that feeding scorpions is just today. How can they stand up straight like nothing is wrong?

"Strange, I've been fed a black scorpion, and it's impossible for me to run around." Rong Xun suddenly reached out and grabbed Qin Jian's clothes, trying to peel off his clothes to check, "Let me see."

"Looking for death." Qin Jian clenched his fists and rushed towards Rong Xun with Li Feng.
Chapter completed!