Transformed into a beautiful silver-haired girl and imprisoned for hundreds of years at the beginnin

"Also, this is the red-dressed dancer of Yufeng Tower. I am the top dancer of Yufeng Tower, and I am also the most beautiful girl of Yufeng Tower. I am known as Xiao Yufeng."

Lin Yuqing flirted with her black hair, showing an attitude of self-obsession.

Xuan Jingchen: "..."

Well, I don’t know how many times I have been made speechless by this little girl.

He lowered his eyes again and glanced at the enchanting red dress in his hand. After some internal tangles, thinking of the evergreen wood, Xuan Jingchen could only compromise and put on the red dress with a depressed look on his face.

Xuan Jingchen, wearing the red dress of a dancing girl, is even more graceful. Her snow-white and tight skin can be broken by blows, her flawless figure makes people think again and again, her fair and slender legs are exposed to the air, and her eyes are like purple gems. It exudes an indescribable charm and is indescribably beautiful.

But her expression was a bit gloomy, as if someone owed her tens of millions of yuan.

But Lin Yuqing was still stunned. She couldn't take her eyes away from Xuan Jingchen and said resentfully: "Damn it, if you were the dancer of Yufeng Tower, I probably wouldn't have anything to do with you."

"Stop it, I don't want to be a dancing queen. If it weren't for the evergreen wood on your body, I wouldn't want to do this." Xuan Jingchen rolled his eyes at Lin Yuqing and said.

Lin Yuwen looked Xuan Jingchen up and down, and when his eyes glanced at Xuan Jingchen's silver waterfall-like smooth hair, Lin Yuwen frowned.

"Your silver hair is too conspicuous. Sit down in front of the dressing table and I will dye it black for you."

With that said, Lin Yuqing pushed Xuan Jingchen into a chair, picked up a box of jet black paint on the dressing table, and used a small comb to dye Xuan Jingchen's silver hair black.

Then she was given a white veil to cover up Xuan Jingchen's peerless appearance.

Lin Yuqing, who was done, clapped her hands happily, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "This way, others won't notice."

"You have some brains, but not much."

Xuan Jingchen raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Yuqing with some disdain.

When Lin Yuqing heard this, she suddenly became angry and pointed her slender jade fingers at Xuan Jingchen.

Just as she was about to retort, her finger suddenly felt a slight pain from being scratched by a blade, causing her to scream subconsciously.

"It hurts, what are you doing?!"

A tiny wound opened on her fingertip, and the overflowing blood condensed into a drop of blood floating in Xuan Jingchen's palm.

Infused with Xuan Jingchen's vitality, a wave of vitality that did not belong to either of them emitted from the blood beads.

Lin Yuqing's red lips parted slightly when she saw this, and her bright autumn eyes were slightly shocked.

"This is……?"

"A secret positioning technique. The killer of the Blood Killing Pavilion must be using this to track you." Xuan Jingchen said calmly.

The secret of positioning!

Lin Yuqing's face suddenly flashed with panic.

If it was really a secret location technique, then no matter where she escaped, she would be tracked by the killers of the Blood Killing Pavilion.

However, before Lin Yuqing could finish being surprised, Xuan Jingchen made another move.

The flowing silver hair was slightly raised, and Xuan Jingchen suddenly stepped forward and approached Lin Yuqing, putting his fingers together and directly touching her smooth forehead.

Immediately, an astonishing burst of vitality poured into Lin Yuqing's body from his fingertips.

An aura of awe suddenly shook from Lin Yuqing's body, and the cups and pots on the table trembled slightly.

Lin Yuqing was stunned to the spot for a moment, not daring to move.

After a moment, Xuan Jingchen retracted his fingers, with the original blood drop still floating in the palm of his left hand, and calmly explained: "I have helped you remove the secret positioning technique on your body."

"As for this drop of blood, it is used as bait to attract the Blood Killing Pavilion and the others. Now you can leave safely."

After Xuan Jingchen finished speaking, Lin Yuqing was still stunned.

The look towards Xuan Jingchen also became complicated.

"I didn't expect you to be a hard-spoken and soft-hearted person. You said you were not very polite to me, but your actual actions were to remove the secret technique for me."

"You are thinking too much. I just don't want the evergreen wood to fall into the hands of the people from the Blood Killing Pavilion." Xuan Jingchen said expressionlessly.

"Hmph, you are really tough-talking and not cute at all. The loss girl thought you were handsome just now."

Lin Yuqing muttered, with some resentment in her words.

However, she felt a lot more at ease.

With the methods shown by Xuan Jingchen, Lin Yuqing can rest assured that she will not be harmed by the killers of the Blood Killing Pavilion.

"Goodbye, sister Xiaochen, I owe you a favor this time, and I will pay you back next time we meet."

After saying that, Lin Yuqing changed into night clothes, jumped out of the window and left.

Xuan Jingchen, who stayed in the room, sighed.

"This little girl is finally gone. If it weren't for Changchun Mu, I wouldn't want to accompany her to fool around."

At the same time, a woman's tingling moans came from the next room.

"Sir, don't pity me..."

"Master, don't be anxious..."

Everyone in the next room was having a lot of fun. Forget about calling them son-in-law or master, there were even brothers, father and master.

All kinds of moaning sounds could be heard endlessly, tickling the hearts of those who heard it. It was just that Xuan Jingchen had to endure such torture, and being harassed by the sounds of sex made his heart feel a little hot.

However, when he looked down at his lost treasure, Xuan Jingchen felt sad and depressed.

When his baby was still there, he was devoted to cultivation and never felt anything about men and women.

Now she understands what is lost is the most precious...

Xuan Jingchen couldn't bear it anymore and planned to sleep in this room first.

I'll go get the evergreen wood again at noon tomorrow. If you're not afraid of death at the Blood Killing Pavilion, just come.

As soon as Xuan Jingchen stretched, there was a slight knock on the door.

Then a gentle female voice sounded.

"Sister Yuqing, the young master from the Li family in Yuanzhou has come to Yufeng Tower again. This time he asked you by name to receive him."

Uh……

Could it be such a coincidence that as soon as the little girl left, trouble started.

Without thinking, Xuan Jingchen deliberately hoarse his voice and refused: "Ahem... I'm a little weak. I'm afraid I won't be able to receive guests today."

The cute little sister with two buns outside the door heard something wrong with the voice, but then she thought that Lin Yuqing had indeed said this morning that she had contracted the cold and had been staying in her room to rest.

She didn't pay much attention, but the woman still persuaded her.

"But Sister Yuqing, Mr. Li is from Yuanzhou. We at Yufeng Tower should not offend him. Moreover, he also said that you must go to receive him today, otherwise Mr. Li will come to your room in person. Madam Madam I also urge you to come to the third private room on the second floor as soon as possible."