Chapter 775

Emperor Zhihan heard ranbai's words clearly, just like the exquisite face of a relegated immortal.

She knows him?

Dozens of people looked at each other and then attacked ranbai.

Dyed white looked at dozens of people, and the corners of her lips curved like a smile,

"Oh, I gave you a chance."

Now, there is no chance.

Ranbai embraces the emperor's cold, a pair of black eyes have no emotion, and the white and jade fingertips raise the power of the dark soul and direct the hearts of those people.

After that, ran Bai ignored it and left directly with the emperor's cold.

"What identity, so many people want to kill you, huh?" ran Bai said carelessly, and her delicate face covered under the silver mask was expressionless.

"It's just some sneak attackers." emperor Zhihan didn't say anything.

Just dark eyes,

This time, because the curse became a child, it gave them the opportunity to sneak attack.

Half a ring,

Emperor Zhihan didn't speak,

Dyed white and drooped her eyes, her deep vision fell on the emperor's cold body, and her eyebrows were frivolous.

Dizzy.

Holding the emperor's cold, he quietly returned to Murong's house.

Lin nianling looked at ranbai coming back, relieved, looked at the child in ranbai's arms, and widened his eyes, "Baibai, who is this?"

"Picked it up." ranbai answered casually.

Fainted emperor's cold: "

I picked it up...

Lin nianling said strangely, "Bai Bai, you pick him up..."

What if someone sees it?

"It's all right. Don't worry." ranbai comforted Lin nianling. "He's not in the way."

Lin nianling looked at the figure dyed white and came back to the room. Then she remembered.

She hasn't asked how ranbai got out!

Ranbai holds the emperor's cold and puts it on the bed.

I sat aside, slightly tilted my head, and a pair of ink eyes stared at the emperor's cold.

Injured, so, pill

A ring with ancient lines appeared out of thin air in dyed white and slender jade hands.

It is carved with a phoenix spreading its wings to fly. With a heavy pressure, the old and ancient smell from the pavement.

Well,

It's a thing sold by the stall owner.

It should have been bought by a butterfly lover, but it was dyed white.

It turns white.

This ring,

Generally speaking, it is a drop of blood to recognize the Lord.

But,

Dyed white is not so boring and dislikes trouble.

His thin lips opened gently and said to himself,

It's like talking to the air out of thin air, with a cold and clear voice,

"It looks like a waste ring. Should it be burned, buried or disassembled?"

With the low voice of dyed white, the ring with retro texture in his hand seemed to tremble.

Dyed white and magnificent lips with a cool smile and careless opening, "Oh, then dismantle it."

Ring: "

Who can save my poor ring?

As soon as the voice fell, dyed white seemed to really want to remove it.

A dagger appeared in the slender jade hand, with a bright and gloomy smell.

"No!"

Suddenly there was a milky voice in the air.

Ranbai leaned lazily aside. The dagger in her hand was not relaxed at all. She said, "I'll explain it to you in three seconds."

"1." dyed white said at will, and then, "3."

Just before the tone of dyed vernacular fell, the ring suddenly jumped up, "I said, I said!"

Dyed white propped her jaw with one hand, looked at the exquisite retro ring in front of her and opened her mouth at will, "it seems that she has a fast reaction ability."

Ring: "