Chapter 63: The Bet (3)

Xuanyuan Yu nodded, looked at her with a smile, and said, "Of course." ”

A hint of warmth crossed Ling Luo's eyes, and the strange emotion in his heart became even stronger.

That feeling that she had never felt before, she couldn't help but be a little annoyed, a pair of glassy black eyes were faint with anger, stared at him, and said, "Are you stupid, you are still guarding in the middle of the night!" ”

Xuanyuan Yu was scolded, not only did he not feel unhappy, but he felt unusually comfortable in his heart. The smile on his lips was even stronger, and his peach blossom eyes were bent into crescents, and he was silent.

Faced with such a face, Ling Luo really couldn't lose his temper. She sighed softly and turned her head away from him.

The two of them were not close, but Ling Luo always felt that there was an ambiguous tension that spread between the two of them.

And at this time, the voice of the cheap dragon sounded in Ling Luo's mind: "Hey, Xiaoluo, you have a leg with him~~~"

The cheap voice, coupled with the deliberately long tail note, sounds exceptionally flattened.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ling Luo was communicating with the prison consciousness.

"That man seems to like you~~~"

"Tomorrow you continue to use the tub."

"You don't seem to have feelings for him~~~"

"You'll have to use a teacup tomorrow."

"Xiao Luo, you declare a personal vendetta, there is obviously a ...... between the two of you"

"Hell, your marrow cleansing liquid for tomorrow has been canceled."

"Don't~~~"

Accompanied by the miserable cry of a certain cheap dragon, the corners of Ling Luo's lips raised a cold arc, and his face was full of revenge.

And Xuanyuan Yu, who was walking on the right, looked at Ling Luo's somewhat hideous side face, and was quite apprehensive, he asked tentatively: "Luo'er, what's wrong with you, your expression looks so weird?" ”

The expression on Ling Luo's face froze, and then he came back to his senses, bent his eyebrows, smiled sweetly at Xuanyuan Yu, and his voice was very light: "It's nothing, I just thought of something interesting." ”

"Oh? What is it interesting that Luo'er would like to share with me? Xuanyuan Yu was interested.

Ling Luo tilted his head slightly, his expression was quite playful, and said, "I won't tell you." ”

After speaking, she hummed a little tune all the way, like a girl, and happily went to the dining room.

As soon as he stepped into the door, he saw Yu Shi who was already sitting on the edge of the dining table and Ling Yue whose face was wrapped in gauze, the small tone in Ling Luo's mouth stopped abruptly, and the smile on his face froze.

I didn't expect that so early, these two evil stars were already there. It seems that it is difficult to have a leisurely meal.

"Erniang, Sister Yue." Ling Luo said hello, his voice a little dry.

Yu Shi snorted coldly, glanced at her lightly from the corners of his slender eyes, and sneered: "You are capable, you burned His Royal Highness King Qi, so you fled back in disgrace and hid in the house for three days to pretend to be your grandson." ”

Ling Luo sat down opposite the mother and daughter expressionlessly, holding chopsticks in her left hand and buns in her right hand.

I didn't eat rice and noodles for three days, and I felt hungry at this time. Even the disgusting mother and daughter on the other side couldn't stop her.

And Ling Luo's appearance of feasting undoubtedly made the mother and daughter hate it so much. How can you make the enemy so happy!

"Hey, Ling Luo, in two months, it will be the sixteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, if you are still a first-order martial artist, you will be sent out." Ling Yue's face was wrapped in gauze, revealing only a pair of gloating eyes.

Ling Luo's eating movements were slightly sluggish, for a thousand years, the custom of the sixteenth coming-of-age ceremony on the Tian Yuan Continent had been handed down.

Mobilizing the host's memory, Ling Luo learned that in the Ling family's hundred-year tradition, when the younger generation reached the age of sixteen, if they could not reach the level of a fifth-order martial artist of Mu Yuan, they would be directly deployed to the frontier to manage some logistics in the barracks.