Sweet Noble Heir - Chapter 1632
It’s just like when Jiang Ruyue was in trouble at the star watching tower.
But now, Jiang Wanbai’s mood is not the same. If the other party wants to embarrass her, she has to go over and let this person have a look. With this little trick, would you like to embarrass her? over my dead body!
In fact, Lu Biao has been watching Jiang Wanbai’s side of the scene all the time. At first, before the gate was fully opened, Jiang Wanbai stood and waited. Lu Bian didn’t find it strange. After all, the doors were not fully opened, and Jiang Wanbai couldn’t rush in directly.
When the door of the hall was fully opened, Lu Bian waited for a moment. Seeing Jiang Wanbai still standing there, his first thought was that Jiang Wanbai didn’t dare to go in the first time because of his timidity.
But then, Lu Bian rejected this conjecture. He and Jiang Wanbai are old friends. Obviously, Jiang Wanbai is not the kind of person who will be timid at this time. Since it is not because of timidity, it can only be because of some reason that she can not move forward for the time being.
Lu Bian changed his mind and soon remembered something. As soon as his face changed, he strode to the other side.
But he had just taken two steps. Jiang Wanbai, who had been standing there, suddenly changed his momentum. The next moment he lifted his feet and walked toward the hall door. Seeing this, Lu Biao stopped his steps and suddenly burst into a silent smile. He stood where he was and didn’t go there. He just looked at Jiang Wanbai.
Jiang Wanbai collected all the spiritual powers of his whole body and turned to the Yin Qi on his feet.
Since the use of spiritual power will aggravate the cold, this is the underworld. She will change to Yin Qi. In a moment, Jiang Wanbai becomes a ghost monk instead of a spiritual one.
Sure enough, when her identity changed to ghost cultivation, the cold around her was really weakening, or she would no longer feel the erosion of the cold. Even the frost on her hands was rapidly fading, and her fingers were no longer cold, and soon returned to normal.
Jiang Wanbai felt relieved, and without hesitation, he walked to the palace with relaxed steps and fearless cold.
As she walked into the hall step by step, the man sitting on the top moved for a moment, then opened his eyes, a pair of blood pupil in a daze.
Even Jiang Wanbai looked at his eyes and hesitated whether to speak out or not. As a result, before the decision was made, the man closed his eyes again. Her forehead twitched, and she simply did not make a sound and went on.
Until I got to the center of the hall, I found that the man above opened his eyes again, but there was no focal length in his eyes. He just woke up and was not completely clear.
At that moment, Bai Jiang began to doubt himself.
Maybe what happened at the gate of the temple was not really the emperor’s deliberate embarrassment. Maybe the highness just lost his sleep.
He murmured in his heart. Jiang Wanbai did not make a sound. He waited for the yama’s eyes to focus gradually, and there was light gathering. Finally, after he blinked, his eyes became clear, and then he covered his mouth and yawned.
At the next moment, the man leaned back on the back of his chair, drooping his eyelids, and sweeping his eyes to Jiang Wanbai, who was standing in the hall. As soon as he opened his mouth, his rich magnetic voice spread in the hall, “what are you doing to stir up that pile of sand?”