My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

"Dear guest, do you need anything else?" Dashang asked gently.

"No, no." Yun said lightly and shook his head again and again, his heart was already dripping blood for his empty pocket.

However, in order to resurrect Blazing Phoenix, even if she devoted all of her belongings, she was willing.

After collecting the blood ginseng essence and the dragon kwai water, Yun said that without even looking at Ai Feng and the others, he went straight to the hotel.

It's just a clown, it's not worth her bother.

Ai Feng and the others, who were directly ignored, were so depressed that they would spit out a mouthful of old blood. Is there anything more disgusting than the guy you see as an opponent who doesn't put you in the eyes?

"These sirs, do you have any needs?" Da Sang Shi looked at Ai Feng mildly.

They looked at each other for a few years, saw the price tag of the surrounding spirit medicine, shook their heads and left the eighth floor.

They can't afford the eighth floor, and the elixir on the sixth floor and seventh floor can still be seen.

On the ninth floor of the Bai Caotang closed to the outside world...

The man in Tsing Yi who holds the white chess in his hand gave a stop.

He is dressed in blue clothes with moiré, with a kind of elegance of being indifferent to the world and transcending the world. A blue silk cascades down like a waterfall, and he uses a very simple mutton tallow white jade to lightly stretch his hair, and his whole body is full Freehand and romantic.

If Yun said lightly here, he would definitely recognize that he was the man in Tsing Yi who was ‘extorted’ by her senior Baicao Ling in Baicaotang.

"Why didn't you settle down?" A lazy, low voice sounded opposite him, clear like a stream of stone, and with a touch of natural elegance.

Silver-like hair fell on the soft white fox fur, a pair of holy and clear platinum-gold pupils, and a face that was exquisite as a Western relief and yet no loss of extravagance. Who is this not the holy son of the palace?

However, this saint in private does not have the holy, soft, and dust-free temperament in the daytime. It is not so much a compassionate and caring son of God, but an elegant noble son with a natural nobleness. , With a bit of sly temperament like a fox.

"I feel a familiar breath." Bai Zi fell from Dong Louzhu's hand, with a spring-like smile on his face, "The token dropped by chance a few years ago came back.

But... it was two years later than I thought. "

An ugly, ghostly but sly face flashed in his mind, and Donglou Zhu's red lips were slightly hooked.

He thought she should have arrived long ago, and it was not two years before she came here.

Could it be... this time his vision failed?

"Can you be interested?" Gong Moxi raised some interest, "What kind of person is that?"

Donglou Zhu lightly sipped a sip of tea, raised his eyes and glanced at the saint in front of him, remembering that the girl's word was set in a ring, and the corners of his mouth could not help but deepen, "She? Just like someone. It's a fox."

Those clear and enchanting eyes, like ink painting, glanced at Gong Moxi, "But someone is a white fox, who looks white, but his heart is black.

She is at least black and upright. "He is so straightforward to blackmail!"

When Gong Moxi heard this, the sunspot in her hand fell, but her face remained calm, "Black-hearted white fox? I want to know each other."

Donglou Zhujun's face twitched slightly, he was sure that this one was definitely not ignorant, but deliberately pretended not to understand.

Dong Louzhu sighed in his heart, and stopped mentioning that topic. As the conversation changed, he leisurely teased--