The Whole Live Room is Knocking Me and the Female Partner’s CP

The woman's dress was covered with blood, maybe it was too long, and some places had turned brown. The woman's hands and feet were locked by chains, the rough chains rubbed her back, and blood was still oozing from the wound.

The scattered hair covers half of the face, revealing a pale face, and the red lips have lost their color. Seeing that it was Chi Yu, Yu Tang just raised her eyes and moved her lips, but didn't say anything.

"Miss Du Ruo, Xianzun is..."

Cambrian pulled the chain hard, and the crisp sound echoed in the mountains.

Yu Tang lost too much spiritual power and couldn't resist, because of this, he fell into the mud abruptly.

"Oh, I have never seen Immortal Venerable Yutang in such an embarrassed state. Isn't Qinglun Peak always very arrogant, how can it be reduced to such a level." Cam Wu swept away contemptuously She glanced at her, and was about to say something else when she heard the woman say:

"No matter what happens to Qinglun Peak, it will not be your turn to make irresponsible remarks." Yu Tang raised her muddy face and stared at his eyes like ice. Shengsheng made Cambrian's back tremble.

Xu Shi feels that she has lost face and cannot be compared by women. Cambrian was stunned for a long time, his face flushed red: "Come on, give me a discount on her legs! See who she looks down on, she really thinks she is something!"

Seeing the stick hit Yu Tang's leg, Chi Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, the sword left his hand, and stabbed the guard's arm.

"Young Master Han, even if Immortal Venerable Yu Tang is at fault, it should be handed over to Wan Jianfeng."

Chi Yu continued: "I have already informed the owner of the poor family about this, but he has not expressed his position yet. Young Master Han is too impatient to do so. In my eyes. Some sects are already waiting inside, you might as well follow me in first."

Cambrian let out a cold snort, and the moment he brushed past Chi Yu, he deliberately bumped into his shoulder.

"I want to see how you defend a traitor."

**

"Holy maiden, Miao Jing's eyeliner is all over Qianxue Grottoes. It's temporarily safe here. Please stay here first." Something whispered in his ear.

Seeing that their expressions changed, Lu Qing asked, "What happened?"

"Miao Shuangshuang disappeared, Miao Jing was extremely angry, and threatened to dig the Qianxue Cave up and down."

Han Moyuan's face was full of doubts: "Isn't Miao Shuangshuang Miao Jing's daughter? Now that she has inherited the position of the saint, she should stay at the Sacred Heart Hall with peace of mind."

Chang Feng glanced at her twice, this person seemed to be particularly clear about the demons.

Seeing Chang Feng's strange expression, Lu Qing tentatively said, "Is there a discord between Miao Shuangshuang and Miao Jing?"

"Although I don't know the relationship between the two," the man sighed slightly and said, "I heard that Miao Shuangshuang herself was unwilling to take over the position of the Holy Maiden, so Miao Jing threatened the maid next to her. , Over time, Miao Shuangshuang became rebellious and didn't want to do anything for her at all."

In the original book, the demon saint Miao Shuangshuang is a ruthless, vicious and jealous woman, and it doesn't match the image in the text.

"Really?"

Chang Feng replied respectfully: "These things are well known within the Demon Race, especially after hearing that you are coming back in the past two days, Miao Shuangshuang couldn't hold back and wanted to escape from Qianxue Cave, but was caught by Miao Jing. caught back."

The man in black behind Chang Feng gestured exaggeratedly, "I heard that the fight was terrible."

Han Moyuan looked at Lu Qing and said, "Perhaps she knows about the palm print of the Demon Race."

"Hmm."

537: [Host, the current coolness of the live broadcast room: 700, please complete the specific mini-plot to get the coolness]

"System, if the coolness reaches 3,000, can I return to the real world?" Staring at the distant scenery, Lu Qing sighed into the air, "Go back. , will you never come back?"

[What's the matter, does the host miss the life here, or the people here]

Women can say the most hurtful words.

"The person closest to me threatened to kill me, but the person who didn't know me could say things like they didn't care about my identity at all." Lu Qing closed her eyes and opened them again , with a light cloud on his face.

"I want to bet. Take her heart."

Han Moyuan silently looked at Lu Qing who was in deep thought, with a few unknown emotions flashing in his eyes, he stepped forward and grabbed her arm and said, "The most urgent task is to find Miao Shuangshuang, Aqing, your purpose is to get the palm print of the Demon Race, right?"

"Yes." Lu Qing was in a trance, but did not break free.

What exactly is the little story the system said—

The elders are temporarily inconvenient to see people, so they let a few people rest first.

The palace was surrounded by overlapping snow-capped mountains. Han Moyuan looked at the black smoke permeating the distant peak, where the demons lived.

Man has good and evil, and so does the devil. She never felt the difference between the two.

Chang Feng has been guarding outside. Seeing her coming out, he stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "Miss Lu Yuan, it's hard to go in the snow, so you should go back."

Chang Feng's face is unnatural: "It's getting late, snow wolves are haunting for food, I'll go with you."

"No need, thank you, Chang Shi." Han Moyuan pointed to the soft sword attached to his waist, "I'll be back soon."

The water between the two snow peaks was freezing to the bone, and the half-human-high snowdrift stretched out an arm. After a long time, a head emerged from it, and the woman was able to breathe, gasping for breath, allowing her clothes to be soaked by the snow.

After a while, the woman breathed slowly and steadily, her eyes looking around vigilantly.

"Escaped."

Miao Shuangshuang raised her dirty face, and her neck was suddenly blocked by the sword. Have Miao Jing's people chased after her? ! Her heart tightened suddenly, she raised her eyes and looked up, the woman was dressed in white, her black hair fluttered freely in the air, her eyebrows were like dyed frost and snow, and she was cold and tight.

Raw faces.

"Who are you." The voice was soft, but cold.

Miao Shuangshuang's legs had been buried in the snow for a long time, and she lost her energy for a while, but she still stubbornly looked at her and asked, "Who are you?"

Han Moyuan didn't answer her, his eyes fixed on the woman's legs, and asked lightly: "Injured?"

The woman leaned back subconsciously and stared at her vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

Her teeth were clenched tightly, her lips were frozen purple, her face was covered with messy hair, but her eyes were bright and tight.

"From Qianxue Cave?"

The woman nodded hesitantly: "My lord asked me to pick some spirit grass, but I was trapped in an avalanche by accident."

"That's it." Han Moyuan's eyes flashed brightly, and it was fleeting. She bent down and stretched out her hand to the woman, "Can you still stand up?"

"No, I can, thank you."

Miao Shuangshuang mustered her strength to stand up under her gaze, and slipped again and again. The woman raised her eyes with a gentle smile on her brows. Miao Shuangshuang didn't start, her expression was a little embarrassed, and her voice was a little embarrassed: "Girl, I think you are also here to collect medicine, so go ahead and do your work first."

"The implication is that if you want to drive me away, don't get in your way here."

"Borrowed."

"Since the girl is from Qianxue Cave, you must have heard of the prestige of the Holy Maiden." Han Mo said inadvertently, "The Holy Maiden has been missing for a few days, and the people of the Demon Race are busy with this. It's too much, who has the leisure to instruct you to come here to collect medicine."

Miao Shuangshuang turned her head sideways: "I'm just a servant maid, I've never seen a saint. What's more, I have known the beauty of the saint, how can my terrifying face match? Compared to the saints."

"Really." Han Moyuan took two steps forward and reached out to lift the curtain of her hair, but was knocked off by the woman.

"What are you doing?" Miao Shuangshuang stared at her movements with eyes wide open, her chest heaving up and down due to rapid breathing, and the hot breath she exhaled was astonishingly hot.