Tu Shanling buried her face in the pillow and thought quickly.

Outside the house, there was a muffled sound of fists hitting flesh.

Song Qian hooked his fingers, and the window opened with a bang.

Yin Xuanchen and Xia Jiang scuffled with each other.

Yin Xuanchen threw the family's reserve and etiquette to the other side of the mountain, roared, stared at the bloodshot eyes, and rounded his arm towards Xia Jiang's face, even if he hit Xia Jiang, he still couldn't relieve his anger, and the look of annoyance and anger on his face did not decrease at all.

Xia Jiang seemed to be stunned by the hammer, he shook his head, and also picked up his arm and hit Yin Xuanchen.

Both of them forgot that they were still monks, with spiritual powers, and they were more relieved to attack with spells and swordsmanship.

Yin Xuanchen yelled, "Xia Jiang, I'm ...... Your uncle. ”

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Song Qian, and finally swallowed the most uncivilized word.

But he still scolded that sentence, which shows how angry he is at this time.

Xia Jiang picked up Yin Xuanchen's face, and hit Yin Xuanchen's head with his head, "What's wrong with me, what's wrong with you, or what's wrong with my uncle, you beat me, and you still have to ...... My uncle. ”

Yin Xuanchen was buzzed in his ears, he snorted and panted, and his two fists clicked and smashed on Xia Jiang's face, chest, and stomach.

Xia Jiang was not polite at all, where to fight in pain.

The two of them were very black, but they left virtue under their mouths, and in the end, they didn't dare to pour out the unbearable words when they were watching from the sidelines.

Song Qian: "......"

Tu Shanling showed one eye and chuckled lowly.

Ah Qian's current appearance is really cute and cute.

She guessed that he must have thought that if he showed up, the two little ones would stop, but who knew that the two little ones just stopped talking, not stopping, so that he didn't even know what to put on an expression.

Yin Xuanchen and Xia Jiang finally got tired and flipped to the ground, revealing a bloody face.

The wound on Tu Shanling's back had already scabbed, she got dressed, lifted the heavy curtain, and got out of bed.

She propped up the window frame and looked down at the two of them, "You two ......" she raised an eyebrow, "Why are you fighting?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Yin Xuanchen felt embarrassed and indignant, he sat up on the ground, his face was deformed in pain, and he said angrily: "This person ...... This man took advantage of me...... Take off the ...... while I'm sleeping Take off my pants and ......"

It seems that it involves something extremely shameful, and he stalked it a few times, but he still can't say it anymore.

Tu Shanling's eyes widened and he looked at Xia Jiang in disbelief.

Are young people playing so much nowadays?!

Xia Jiang came into contact with Tu Shanling's gaze, and the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, jumped up, pointed at Yin Xuanchen and said bitterly: "What kind of paranoia do you have! I'm not blind, my brain is not broken, I can take a fancy to you, and I still ...... you Ha, don't say that your women's clothes are not good-looking, even if they are good-looking, what I like is a real woman!"

Yin Xuanchen raised his foot and kicked towards Xia Jiang, "What kind of hero are you, dare not admit it!"

He was so angry that all his sanity was zero, and his demeanor and demeanor were all disregarded, and he described him as three points more terrifying than a shrew who pulled her hair and fought.

Xia Jiang might as well Yin Xuanchen suddenly made a move, and was knocked to the ground all of a sudden, and his body moved a few times, and then he didn't react.

Tu Shanling hurriedly propped up the window frame and flipped out, she pressed her hands on Xia Jiang's chest, first protected her heart, and then shook her head and sighed towards Yin Xuanchen.

She said, "Chongguangjun, pills." ”

Song Qian walked out of the room and handed a bottle of elixir to Tu Shanling.

Tu Shanling uncorked the bottle, poured out a pill and stuffed it into Xia Jiang's mouth.

Xia Jiang's bellows-like breathing gradually stabilized, and he opened his eyes to look at the sky, his eyes were blurry, and there were ghosts.

He covered his eyes with the back of his hand and explained, "I don't know what he's talking about, I really haven't done it!"

Tu Shanling pointed at Xia Jiang's eyebrows, "You sleep first." ”

Xia Jiang's eyelids gradually closed together.

Yin Xuanchen knew that he had made a heavy move, and stood in place like a quail.

Tu Shanling stood up and looked at Yin Xuanchen, "Do you feel anything uncomfortable?"

Yin Xuanchen snorted: "I'm not feeling well all over my body now!"

Tu Shanling poked a finger at the dark blue on Yin Xuanchen's face.

Yin Xuanchen's tears fell, "It's painful, what are you doing!"

Tu Shanling: "You still know the pain, why don't you know when you fight?" Okay, don't talk to me about those who don't, you should know where I mean the pain." ”

Yin Xuanchen's face changed, and he frowned and felt it, as if there was nothing strange about it.

He asked in disbelief: "No, no, but I obviously ......."

Tu Shanling slapped Yin Xuanchen on the back of his head, "Think about why you were hit by Zhou Liniang's family in the first place!"

Yin Xuanchen's face suddenly turned like an overturned color palette, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple changed uncertainly, which was very exciting.

He pointed at himself incredulously, "You mean I'm dreaming, how is it possible, how can I have such shameful dreams, and it's so real, it's disgusting." ”

Tu Shanling raised her eyebrows, "This is disgusting, the psychological tolerance of children is too poor, you still have less training, just dream a few more times." ”

Yin Xuanchen covered his ears, "Please shut up!"

He still couldn't accept it, he dreamed of such a scene, and took it seriously, beat Xia Jiang, he got goosebumps, and suddenly felt that he would not be able to see anyone in the future.

Song Qian looked at Yin Xuanchen lightly, "Copy the Qingjing Sutra a hundred times." ”

The so-called calamity is not a single line of blessing, probably that's it, Yin Xuanchen was hit hard, wilting, like a little cabbage destroyed by the autumn wind.

Tu Shanling patted Yin Xuanchen's arm, "Be content! Look at what you have done to Xia Jiang, you have lost half your life, Chongguangjun only asked you to copy the scriptures, which is already very partial." ”

Yin Xuanchen glanced at Song Qian, then glanced at it again, and when he saw Song Qian, he quickly lowered his head.

He really didn't know from which Qingqi angle Song Ningyin saw that Chongguangjun would be biased, anyway, he couldn't see it.

Song Qian pointed at Xia Jiang, "Carry it in." ”

Yin Xuanchen looked at Tu Shanling expectantly, but Tu Shanling grabbed Song Qian's arm and went to the house.

Yin Xuanchen: "......"

Lift!

What the master said is lifting!

One person, that's hugging, it's backing, two people together, it's called lifting!

This Song Ningyin is really getting more and more excessive, and he doesn't even listen to Chongguangjun's words.

He exhaled a long breath and stretched out his hand to gesture on Xia Jiang's body a few times, and found that only with the drag was the posture less weird.

He secretly glanced at Song Qian's room, saw that the two people in the room were talking, and didn't notice him, he quickly helped Xia Jiang up, passed his arm through Xia Jiang's armpit, and dragged people into his room.

Tu Shanling retracted the gaze that fell on Yin Xuanchen and asked Song Qian, "Do you think there is something wrong with the dream?"

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