In the Jade Palace, Jiuheng Zhenjun stroked the jade wrench, his face was like ice, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a long time, he came back to his senses and threw the pure Yin Stone Essence in his hand to Bu Meng.

"Let's fuse, San'er."

Bu Meng held the stone spirit in his palm, took a deep breath, and knelt down suddenly, making a "bang" sound with his knees.

"Zhenjun, San'er has something to ask for!"

“……”

Jiuheng Zhenjun frowned, a little irritable.

Why are these two so disobedient today?

But he didn't take it seriously, but said impatiently: "Say it." ”

Bu Meng closed her eyes, seriously recalled the acting skills that Shi Mian had just shown, and copied it with her head.

So Jiuheng Zhenjun found that San'er, who had always been timid as a mouse and was stunned and very boring, actually condensed countless indescribable deep feelings in her eyes, she raised her head slightly, and her coquettish face showed some bitterness.

"Zhenjun, San'er knows that San'er has belonged to Zhenjun since he was born, San'er has never had an inappropriate mind, and has always regarded you as the world, but ...... But! San'er deserves death! ”

This voice, like weeping, is high-pitched, and is like reciting poetry.

"Oh?"

Jiuheng Zhenjun's face was expressionless.

Although Bu Meng was apprehensive in her heart, she had to continue to perform, she brewed it, and put on a heartbreaking and pitiful expression.

"San'er, San'er, unknowingly, I fell in love with you! The gentleness when you remove San'er's hair every time, the back every time you go away, and the harsh scolding every time...... San'er, all deeply intoxicated! ”

“……”

Her last note continued to echo in the quiet jade palace, but the people on the jade throne did not respond for a long time.

Bu Meng clenched her fists, almost vomiting in disgust by her words, but the fear in her heart was overwhelming, so she couldn't vomit.

Exciting, exciting.

In the future, she will find more time to learn this skill.

Bu Meng was waiting for Jiuheng Zhenjun's reaction to see if the cutting was strong enough, but unfortunately the person on the head was silent.

At this time, the Jiuheng True Monarch on the jade throne, although he still looked like a cold ice carving, but if he looked closely, he could find that there were some wooden flutes in his eyes.

The impact on him today is a bit great......

Jiuheng Zhenjun tried hard to digest this San'er, who had always only been a container, and this big rebellious words.

It's a big rebellion, it's a big rebellion......

He said lightly: "So what? ”

Bu Meng stagnated, almost thinking that she had not shaken Jiuheng Zhenjun at all, but when she raised her head, the joy in her heart could not be suppressed.

Damn, I'm blushing, I don't fix it.

She smiled smugly in her heart, but she hadn't forgotten that she had a purpose.

She wiped her tears and continued: "San'er doesn't have much time to live now, and he is willing to give everything for you, but ...... I hope that Zhenjun will have mercy and give San'er a thought, which can be regarded as the last gift! ”

"Hmm......" Jiuheng Zhenjun's hand holding his face felt a hot feeling, he put his hand down quietly, and subconsciously said: "Then I'll give you another pair of hairpins." ”

He nodded inwardly, touched by his kindness.

His cultivation has been stagnant for a long time, so naturally it is impossible to let go of Bu Meng, but before that, it is still possible to fulfill some of her small wishes, after all, ...... Ahem, after all, this seat has been practicing for hundreds of years, and has been immersed in the cold, so it's good to have a period of dust.

Alas, in the end, carve a hairpin to give her, and this seat will no longer be carved in the future, and it will be stopped for her...... This seat is really romantic and affectionate.

Jiuheng Zhenjun's ears were also a little red, and he couldn't help but substitute himself into the protagonist in the script, a little fluttering.

If Shi Mian knew what he was thinking, he would probably have to slap him in the face.

If you don't repair it, what kind of innocence is it, but it doesn't turn out that you want people to die!

Bu Meng heard this at this time, but she was stupid, she stabilized her mind, and said stubbornly: "No, Zhenjun, what San'er wants is the soul attraction grass in the treasure house of the sect......"

“……”

Jiuheng Zhenjun's face turned cold.

I'm so angry, my illusions have been shattered, isn't it enough for this seat to carve a hairpin for you? I'm going to seal the knife for you.

He still didn't stop fantasizing, but derived more content.

Ah, how affectionate and melancholy this seat is, obviously rejected, but still insisting on carving a hairpin and sealing a knife for an ant woman, there is no lover as much as me in the world.

Jiuheng Zhenjun's face softened again, and he was still a little satisfied with Bu Meng's initiative to add drama, his voice was cold, and he said lightly: "If you want it, go and get it." ”

He got up again and walked towards the side hall, and couldn't wait to start his fantasies.

"Come in."

The corners of Bumeng's eyes twitched slightly, but he still respectfully followed.

Then, only to hear the "sigh" in the side hall, a new story appeared......

Shi Mian didn't know these things, she was standing in the inner door of the council hall with her head held high, with a posture of wanting to point her nostrils to the sky.

"This, this ......" The disciple in charge of the foundation wiped his sweat: "The sect has already investigated the bottom of that bowl of lake, and what you said is indeed true, and this contribution point has also arrived, but it is ...... Ask the sect master for the waist card......"

He stumbled and couldn't go on, if he wanted to say that he was just an ordinary inner disciple, why did he let him face this ancestor? Sect Master Token or something, he is not qualified to say that it will not work.

"Uncle Ben doesn't care, Uncle Ben's sect contribution points, isn't it enough to change the token once? I think you're just deceiving me for my thin background......"

The foundation building disciples are about to cry, who dares to bully you? Still with a thin background?

"Alright."

Suddenly, an old voice came in, and an old man slowly walked down the upper floor of the council hall.

The disciple breathed a sigh of relief, and said with joy when he saw the savior: "Real person! ”

Shi Mian's eyes rolled, and the overlord aura just now also changed.

"I've seen this real person."

She saluted.

The real man with the long beard glanced at her: "You junior is very domineering." ”

"Hehe...... " Shi Mian smirked twice and didn't speak.

She didn't dare to be horizontal in front of Jiedan Zhenren, and the disciples below might not know, but it was impossible for Jiedan Zhenren not to know that she was a paper tiger.

The disciple next to her was also a little stunned when he saw her change in attitude, only to know that this little ancestor turned out to be a bully who was afraid of the hard.

"Alright." The real person shook his head and said slowly: "You have indeed made a lot of contributions, and you have brought a lot of gains to the sect, and it is not unqualified to borrow a sect master's order." ”

Shi Mian looked excited, feeling that victory was just around the corner.

"It's just ......," the old man suddenly changed his voice again.

"Huh?" Shi Mian couldn't wait to urge.

"It's just that before that, you have to pass the test of the sect master."