The Demon Venerable arrived at the school, and the generals saluted respectfully.

Worried about being punished, Parsons Brinckerhoff explained, "Concubine Liu insisted on coming to the school..."

Chu Lingxi performed a flattering skill: "Demon Venerable~People are injured~They are all bleeding~"

Her tone was really too greasy and contrived, and goosebumps flew all over the sky in the silent martial arts arena.

Looking at the bloodstains on the silk handkerchief on her right hand, Demon Venerable Juntang was both distressed and angry: "Who hurt you!?"

Chu Lingxi said softly: "It was accidentally scratched when people fiddled with bows and arrows by themselves, but it hurt~"

Demon Venerable Juntang was reluctant to reproach his sweetheart, so he became angry with the general: "Aren't you all long-eyed, how can you let her get hurt!"

"It's not their fault, blame me for being too willful, if the Demon Venerable wants to punish the little girl~"

Chu Lingxi pretended to be empathetic, and shaped the character of Concubine Liu into a fuller one, both lawless and scheming, and the favored concubines in the script were all such routines.

The demon venerable doted on the fox spirit as if no one was around: "Don't say childish stupid things, how can the deity bear to punish you, I will accompany you back to the palace to rest." ”

In the eyes of the generals, what the honorable man said was a veritable stupid word, and it was outright nonsense, and there was a cool song echoing in his heart, with the words -

"Jiuchi Meat Lin Da is charming, the power is the political martial sister, the Ming Emperor Yubi is flying with wings, a dream in the prosperous era of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, the side of the Qing monarch is chaotic, the long hatred song is empty and haggard, the country is ruined and the family is dying and waking up from the dream, it turns out that the red face is a disaster. ”

Jing Yu grabbed Bai Cheng and said solemnly: "As a courtier, you should have the responsibility of persuading the king, you follow the demon zun every day, and you must not let the lord indulge in beauty!"

Bai Cheng shook off his hand heavily: "In the past, the Demon Venerable was vacant in the six palaces, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty all recommended beauties in the open and secretly, but now the Venerable has found a substitute for the old love, and then continued the front edge, but you are blocking it, what is your intention?"

Jing Yu said: "But the fox spirit you brought back is obviously not in the right way..."

Bai Brinckerhoff said sharply: "Is the Qinglou Oiran you love a good thing?"

Jing Yu's face suddenly changed, and he grabbed his collar tightly: "If you have a kind, say it again!"

Bai Brinckerhoff replaced words with his fists, and Jing Yu was also not to be outdone, and the quarrel quickly escalated into a heads-up, and in an instant, swords and swords flew sideways.

Chu Lingxi, who was in the chariot, heard the commotion and turned around to look: "Bai Cheng and Jingyu are fighting, what should I do?"

Demon Venerable Juntang treated it indifferently: "The old grudges between them have been deposited for a long time, and there may be hope for a few more fights to be resolved." ”

Seeing that he was so big-hearted, Chu Lingxi complimented: "Your method of solving the problem is really different, and it is admirable to do nothing." ”

Demon Venerable Juntang held her injured right hand tightly, added a little strength, and rubbed it reluctantly, very conflicted in his heart, in order to avoid the ears of the attendant, he took her into his arms, and his voice was low and cold: "If you dare to let Liu Ya's body be injured again, the deity will make your soul fly away!"

"I... I just want to... I want to revive the immortal wind on the willow buds, but who knows that I used too much force for a while..."

Chu Lingxi felt the murderous aura in his eyes, and in a hurry, he came up with a different beauty plan: "Actually... People were injured on purpose... The longer I dream, the more I feel that I am a willow bud immortal, and I can't help but want to test the Demon Venerable to see if you have changed your mind about me. ”

She deliberately leaned close to the Demon Venerable's earlobe, blowing softly as she spoke.

She often mingles in the willow alleys of the flower street on weekdays, and has heard the flower girl mention this trick, but she doesn't know the subtlety.

With a familiar face and an unfamiliar tone, the person in front of him was not the willow bud that Demon Venerable Juntang knew, but the willow bud in his dream.

His suppressed lust was ignited by Chu Lingxi's breath, and he couldn't help himself, kissed his lips, and indulged wantonly.

Chu Lingxi's mind is cloudy and her body is stiff, although she is a passerby with Jiecao, at least she still has a bottom line, and she doesn't want to become the heroine of Huochun Palace inexplicably.

She struggled hurriedly after coming back to her senses, but it was completely useless, and her soft fist hit the Demon Venerable's chest that was comparable to a copper wall, more like a flirtatious tease to refuse and welcome.

In a hurry, she took a bite of it.

Demon Venerable Juntang frowned suddenly, let go of her in his arms, and raised his hand to caress his aching lower lip.

"Yes... I'm sorry... You... You calm down first", Chu Lingxi involuntarily shrank back: "So many people watched... Really... It's really detrimental to your glorious image of wisdom and martial arts..."

"Bold little goblin, are you also afraid?", Demon Venerable Juntang laughed playfully, hugged the domineering princess, flew off the chariot, and walked into the dormitory.

"That's... That... What...", Chu Lingxi didn't enjoy his embrace at all, racked his brains to calculate a countermeasure to get out of the clutches, and showed weakness: "I'm almost going to vomit blood again, can you bear it?"

Demon Venerable Juntang was poked in the weakness, he would rather go to the Infernal Hell by himself, than see his lover suffer half a grievance.

He asked An Haobai: "How long will it take for her to fully recover?"

An Haobai replied, "The speed of the spirit body merging is faster than expected, it will take about three months. ”

"Three months!?"

Chu Lingxi and Demon Venerable spoke in unison, but the thoughts in their hearts were completely different.

Chu Lingxi was nervous: "Didn't you say one year before, why did it suddenly shorten to three months! God must be fixing me up, forcing my aunt and grandmother to stage a erotic version of the rebirth drama, I can't accept this scale!"

Demon Venerable Juntang was anxious: "Three months, ninety days, one hundred and eighty hours, eight hundred and sixty quarters of an hour, torment, torment, when is the monk's day a head!"