Chapter 69: Circus on the Other Side (23)

"The system prompts that Bo Zijin is a road fool. Could it be that he got lost?"

Lu Xingyun said to himself.

It is hard to imagine that as a domineering president who has received all kinds of elite education since childhood, he does not even know the road.

It’s almost 23 o’clock!

After all, they are comrades who have been through bombs together in life and death. Please show mercy and find someone.

Lu Xingyun searched along the road and saw some excitement in the service area ahead.

"If you get lost, go to the service area and ask the staff for help. He should have learned this."

Lu Xingyun concluded that Bo Zijin was most likely in the service area.

I ran all the way over and as soon as I entered the gate, I was selected by a delicate finger.

The chosen one.

The clowns' eyes suddenly focused on Lu Xingyun.

Lu Xingyun's beautiful eyes widened slightly, then he realized something and raised his eyebrows lightly.

Many clowns took the initiative to give up a passage and "welcome" them across the street.

Lu Xingyun walked slowly past without any hurry or hurry.

All the clowns' eyeballs moved with him.

Like a star on the Cannes red carpet.

Being the center of attention wherever you go is not a good feeling.

Lu Xingyun came to Yuan Qingli and saw the fatigue and pain in his eyes.

She suddenly felt alarmed - she seemed to need help.

"Um?"

"I need you to blindfold me and throw a flying sword at me." Yuan Qingli pointed at the clown on the wall who was killed by a flying sword.

"You think I'm good at this?"

Lu Xingyun's face was full of surprise, "But are you sure you want to look like this? Be so cruel to yourself!"

"roll."

Yuan Qingli exhaled weakly.

With his eyes closed, the flesh on his face was twisting together, and beads of sweat kept rolling down.

Her stomach ached more and more, as if someone thought her intestines were spinning and twisting like maltose.

Lu Xingyun supported Yuan Qingli and lost his indiscriminate expression of wanting to be beaten.

The corners of his lips curved into a polite and noble arc.

"It's my duty to help this beautiful lady."

The faint fragrance of rose flowers cheered up Yuan Qingli's sluggish spirit.

"Why do you smell like roses?"

"I looked pretty and picked one up."

"Do you have it with you? Give it to me quickly." Yuan Qingli's eyes were full of excitement and expectation.

So, in full view.

Lu Xingyun took out a small wrinkled flower from the inner pocket of his chest.

Trembling, it was inserted into the rubber band of Yuan Qingli's high bun.

The beauty is languid, the flowers are wrinkled.

Good match.

Within a few seconds, Yuan Qingli felt that her mind was filled with waves of coolness.

Even the maltose in his stomach returned to calm, with no more disturbances.

The rose on the head seems to be quite energetic.

"Your flying sword is very accurate. I knew it from the runway. I believe you."

Yuan Qingli's face was full of frankness and her eyes were sure.

That's an absolute trust.

"It's difficult to throw all the flying swords on you, but throwing them all next to you is a piece of cake."

Lu Xingyun smiled.

His voice is a little dull, with a bit of a nasal sound.

There is a hint of scarlet at the end of his eyes, and his smile is particularly soothing and seductive.

Blindfold your eyes and stand next to the wall.

Yuan Qingli took a deep breath and held it in.

It's impossible to say that I'm not nervous. It's just a three-way relationship.

What's more, this kind of life and death dependence depends on whether God will give you face.

Benedict.

Just as Yuan Qingli was thinking, the sound in her right ear attracted her attention.

The strength of this sword roar is definitely not small.

Lu Xingyun really dared to take action.

Benedict.

This time it was my left ear, and I could vaguely feel the slight wind blowing at the base of my ear.

Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk.

Lu Xingyun's hand was very steady.

Even if thousands of feet of karma are burning in front of you, nothing will change.

Eleven flying swords, eleven seconds.

It is perfectly reproduced according to Yuan Qingli's graceful figure.

Bang bang bang.

The whole hall burst into applause.

Yuan Qingli pulled off her eye cloths and saw the smile overflowing from Lu Xingyun's lips.

She thought about what Lu Xingyun had not finished speaking outside the animal taming park today.

Also reacted.

Why did he want to save himself at that time?

"Can we start the third level?" Yuan Qingli turned to the green clown slowly.

"Can……"

The green clown was about to speak, but stopped abruptly.

Two seconds later, the clown's loud voice echoed throughout the hall again.

"Sorry ma'am, since you didn't choose one of our staff, the Clown King thought it would be more difficult."

"This level requires you to shoot him with a flying sword. Only if you succeed in the challenge will you pass the level."

As soon as he finished speaking, the first person to change his color was Lu Xingyun.

He looked at Yuan Qingli, whose expression was not much better.