Good guy, please let me go

Shi Jiuji looked along the light, and saw that the cute master who was fiddling with the bottles and jars put down his medicine bottle at some point, and then lightly pinched a small glass lens to release it. Watch with relish.

Being, being seen by the cute master, so, so embarrassing.Hastily put down his hands, lowered his head and pretended nothing happened, with a rag in one hand and a broom in the other, he hooked the broken dustpan with his foot, holding his breath and ran towards the dirtiest corner.

The reflection from the mirror was still swaying, and when it occasionally swayed into Shi Jiuji's eyes, he didn't use his hands to block it. One thing he usually did was to turn his cheeks sideways.Mengzhu, brother is doing something related to your future life - cleaning, please don't disturb brother.

Feng Yangzhixi was spying on him, to be precise, he was observing him openly, using the seemingly ordinary small mirror in his palm.This mirror, in fact, has no other function, it has one, which can hide the flesh and blood of a person, and point directly to the source.

In fact, at the beginning, I just wanted to check whether there were any traces left on this person other than the blood contract he left behind.For example, the unique soul imprint of the original world, such as the source of magic immunity, but he looked again and again, nothing, nothing, only the faint red light on the chest, and a touch of gold in the right eye.

I read it twice without giving up, but still didn't find anything of value.Forget it, anyway, it's all my own, so I'll study it again when I have time, the things in the yin acupoint are more important now.

Just as he was about to put the mirror away, he saw the corners of the eyes of the person he was observing lightly lifted, as if he was relieved to find that he was no longer prying, and even the pink lip line that had never been bent was slightly raised.Although the eyes did not look over, the corner of the eye has already reflected a faint light.

Being spied on by me, stressful?There was only a pause in the gesture, as if he didn't notice his small movements, he put away the mirror as if nothing had happened.But there was a silent recitation in my heart, I got out of my body.The purple pupil opened suddenly, and the deep and gorgeous purple pupil lost all color in an instant, but the figure did not change when viewed from the back, not at all.

As the eldest son of the Fengyang family, the top family in the Eastern Continent, the Fengyang family has so many secretaries in their hands, not to mention the precious wealth accumulated for him through many wandering careers.The soul came out of the body, attached to a flying dust, and looked closely at the man who suddenly appeared.

The hands holding the rag were a pair of very slender and beautiful hands with well-defined joints. These hands were very beautiful.He said it was beautiful because his hands had never been stained with blood. From his perspective, those small particles of dust wrapped in elements seemed to be pouring up continuously as if they were seeing delicious food.

But it seems that the skin is blocking it, and the unusually active elements can't get in.Could this be the secret of magic immunity?Feng Yang Zhixi's heart skipped a beat, wondering if this person would still be immune to magic if he cut that layer of skin?

If so, what kind of expression will that person's face be then?Thinking in this way, his eyes slowly looked up. It was a pair of fair and moist faces. When he turned his face sideways, he happened to see a soft light in his dark eyes.