Mingyuan didn't expect Ning Qingqiu to give him such a high evaluation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He rubbed his brow, found nothing, and was a little irritated.

Then look up.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Heh, over there, Qiye and Ning Qingqiu are both about to twist into twists.

He watched Ning Qingqiu resting on the edge of the window with her eyes closed, and she also said hello to him, saying that she wanted to sleep.

At that time, Mingyuan almost couldn't help but ask her if she and Qiye had fallen into some poison or magic that made people doze off when he didn't know......

Of course, he really hasn't seen much of such a strange technique.

As a monk, sleeping and sleeping is really not in line with the personality, okay?

Qiye was originally pillowing Ning Qingqiu's thighs, but because her body gradually softened after she slept, the whole person slid down the wall of the car and half lay on the soft couch.

And Qiye simply hugged the person's small waist, buried his head deeply, and the two of them were black hair like a waterfall and green silk three thousand feet, entangled together, like vines.

Mingyuan couldn't hold back and sighed deeply.

Then he keenly felt a gaze, chasing.

Suddenly raised his eyes, just met a pair of beautiful eyes, he recognized that this was An Lian, staring at him hotly all the way, which made people tired of it.

However......

Wait, did he read it wrong?

Mingyuan's face was a little stiff.

What the hell is sympathy?!

Sorry, pitiful...... It's big!

Why is it just a blink of an eye, and it feels like the world is wrong?

What is this woman thinking about?

Mingyuan endured and endured, and shot out a cyan aura with one finger, like a dexterous winding snake, directly dropping the bead curtain and the curtain from the hook.

Block out all prying eyes.

An Lian's fingers dug tightly into the flesh.

Everyone didn't know about Qiye's origin and identity, but no one questioned that he was coming for Ning Qingqiu.

They were afraid that the nobles would be angry, so they naturally didn't dare to talk too much about this powerful and extraordinary monk, but on the one hand, they couldn't help but speculate about the relationship between the three people in the cloud car.

An Lian is indeed sympathetic to Mingyuan.

She thought he was ......

Looking at the person he likes, lying in the arms of other men, so intimate, how did he endure it?

At the same time, there is also happiness in the bottom of my heart.

You see, you are disdainful of me, but you are also abandoned by your junior sister.

An Lian had always speculated about the relationship between Mingyuan and Ning Qingqiu before, but she always couldn't get the right pulse.

They were very close, compared to the relationship between senior brothers and sisters, Mingyuan was obviously too good for Ning Qingqiu.

If it is a Taoist couple, it is a layer of intimacy.

Now it seems...... Is it a request but can't get it?

Qiye and Ning Qingqiu are like this, they are like a couple.

Mingyuan was extremely lonely in her eyes, he looked down at the appearance of Kyushu Zhi, and the shock of looking up at Ning Qingqiu and Qiye intertwined, in the eyes of a caring person like An Lian......

That's the pain of losers.

An Lian watched Mingyuan cover the window after meeting her gaze.

Her silver teeth bit her red lips and pressed out red marks.

A trace of hatred flashed in her beautiful eyes, An Lian had never been ignored like this, Mingyuan had rejected her all the way, there was always one day, there was always one day......

An Hai's deep voice sounded, drawing her attention back: "Miss, it's almost time to reach the Wanhu Prairie, you better take care of your body as soon as possible, as long as you get the help of that adult, our An family will no longer have to accept the oppression of others." ”

"Also," the middle-aged monk's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he was clear about the little girl's thoughts, and he was also young back then, how could people who came over not understand the pursuit and yearning of the young girl who was just beginning to love the strong, "For Ming Gongzi, and the later great monk, you don't have any expectations, they ...... And we are not all the way. ”

His words were already very tactful, in fact, An Lian knew that people almost said that she was not worthy of Mingyuan.

But where is Ning Qingqiu stronger than her? It's just a female cultivator who refines qi and has a great consummation, An Lian has always regarded herself very highly, Ning Qingqiu is beautiful, and she is not bad.

What's more, she still has the opportunity for the carp to jump over the dragon gate, and the demon bow is her ladder to the sky!

As for the Seven Nights...... Although he is handsome and stunning, and he is also an extremely powerful Jindan monk, unfortunately, his aura is too terrifying, and An Lian does not have the courage to covet such a man.

She didn't know the true strength of Qiye yet, and it was impossible for Wu Yong to go out and talk nonsense, so he hurriedly reported to Wu Bo, and the third elder said a word to him with a solemn face.

At all costs, make sure to satisfy Seven Nights.

Even if you can't make friends, you must not offend!

An Lian didn't think about it that much.

She just likes Mingyuan.

Women's liking is always so blind.

Mingyuan is cold and merciless to her, but he is gentle and amiable in his bones.

It's not like a high-ranking immortal cultivator, but it's like a scholar, but it's not weak.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Wait......

An Lian didn't respond to An Hai's words, she just lowered her head and looked lonely.

An Ping, who was not far behind him, was missing an arm, but it was the same experience as the Frost Sword, and he looked at the goddess in his heart so bleak and pale appearance, and his face was also full of sorrow.

If I could, I wish I could comfort her.

It's a pity that he doesn't deserve her.

I'm still a waste......

Wu Yong was standing next to Anping, the two of them were talking, Wu Yong felt uncomfortable because of Wu Bo's broken arm, and when he saw Anping, he instantly felt a little empathetic.

And they began to talk to him.

An Ping didn't feel sorry for himself, he had fallen into this situation, and now his only wish was to watch An Lian successfully find the demon bow and exchange the promise for peace in the An family.

Let the Yin family go back to the nest like a lost dog, he will be satisfied, and it can be regarded as a great revenge.

After that, everything doesn't matter.

Wu Yong was in a bad mood, more than a third of the people in the Wu family died, one of the Jindan monks died, the Frost Sword was disabled, and the other Jindan was also seriously injured, and even his white hair grew out.

At such a gloomy and bleak moment, how can there be any heart to take care of such a beautiful female cultivator?

Even if the immortals descend to earth, they are not in the mood.

It's just that the bystander Qing, seeing An Lian's appearance, has been looking at the cloud car, and that Ming Gongzi is still so displeased, Wu Yong is a little funny in his heart.

This woman has a big heart, but unfortunately she doesn't have the ability to climb others.

Wu Yong is not a person with a hot face and a cold ass, so he stopped thinking about An Lian.

The caravan slowed down and came to an abrupt halt.

Wu took a look with a probe, and it turned out that he had arrived at the waterfall and flowing spring, and hurriedly rushed to the cloud car.

Qingqiu heard the sound of tapping on the wooden plank, and also woke up, first feeling at a loss that he didn't know where he was, and then he woke up and felt a little breathless.

When I looked down, I froze instantly. (To be continued.) )