Song Juning reached out to untie Wei Zixie's belt. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info poked into Wei Zixie's placket. I touched it a few times indiscriminately, but the movement was very gentle, "Bang...... Bang ~ bang ~ bang " Song Xining's hand stayed on Wei Zixie's chest. Suddenly, she leaned over and put her head on the disheveled Wei Zixie's chest.

Listen to the sound of his heartbeat. At this time, there was a sudden and powerful aura surging in the body. Song Xianning pondered. This Xue Rui didn't know what strange things she had eaten.

But it worked very well. In this case, she is not in a hurry, but is looking for her. Thinking about it, he slid one hand to Wei Zixie's dantian. Slowly inject the aura into his body.

Wei Zixie felt the wisps of gentle breath slowly flowing in his body, which made him really comfortable and groaned a few times. Song Xianning called him so comfortable.

It's a lot more reassuring, and I thought it would be better than stopping. But seeing Wei Zixie in a daze, he smiled in a daze: Tan Ning, don't.

No? Song Xining smiled even more when he heard it. Leaned close to him and whispered in his ear: Really don't want to~?

Wei Zixie's eyebrows frowned lightly and panted: Don't stop.

Song Taning used his lips and teeth to play with his hair, relative to the humanoid ears he had conjured. She liked his hairy ears better.

At that moment, he had a bad heart, and his hand moved to his dantian, sliding back and forth lightly and heavily.

"Uh...... Uh......" Wei Zixie gasped lightly at the small action of grinding. Twisting his head a little tremblingly. He only felt a sweet breath wrapping around his ears. A spirit.

The fine hair on the ears that suddenly popped up, disturbed Song Yuning's body. And that hand inadvertently slipped even deeper.

When you come into contact with something you didn't want to touch. Song Yuning withdrew his hand in a panic. Suddenly, he leaned his back against the bed. My heart was beating wildly.

Hurry up and subconsciously shake your head to stabilize your mind. He glanced back again. Finding that Wei Zixie's cheeks on both sides were flushed with a faint flush, he smiled lightly and said: "Shanning, I'm making trouble, I'm going to overthrow you."

Song Taning couldn't help but smile provocatively: Knock her over?

But how did she feel so familiar with the word "cannonball"? Was it last night? Forget it, Song Yuning sighed to himself. I also feel a little tired. He fell asleep while staggering.

At the same time, Wei Zixie opened his smiling eyes, and he was full of hope. He gasped for air. glanced at Song Yuning, who was sleeping soundly on the edge of the bed.

With a long sigh, I thought to myself: Why do you stop every time you reach a critical moment? In vain he pretended to be asleep for so long.

Wei Zixie picked up Song Xuning and put him on the bed, and couldn't help but drop a fine kiss. He turned around and stretched his lower limbs. But I heard a conversation outside the door that was so small that it couldn't work.

"Shangxian, what are you doing here?"

Nangong Feichen asked himself with Zichen's innocent face, and immediately thanked him for his sudden arrival. Otherwise, he was really afraid that he would use a spell to penetrate this door. Go peek into everything inside.

"Passing by," Nangong Feichen said lightly.

"Oh, by the way, Aunt Yanyue is looking for you," Zichen said with a smile.

"What could she say?"

"She said she misses you"

Nangong Feichen glanced at Zichen helplessly and said, "You're a big ghost." To your aunt"

Zichen laughed awkwardly.

Wei Zixie's face was gloomy, but he heard Song Yuning on the bed spit out two words softly: Yeluo......

The sound of Wei Zixie's nervous heartbeat and Song Shanning's even breathing sound looked a little weird in the silent atmosphere.

"Shake what?"

In the dark night, a group of junior disciples of the Southern Sect were even more frightened by Song Xianning's unpleasant low roar. They don't want to shake either.

But the winter night was indeed a little cold, and the northwest wind whistled against the bare treetops around them, and the northwest wind continued to attack them.

Song Yuning looked coldly at Nangong Feichen on the side. She didn't believe it. Does he have to choose a day with her to hunt demons? And with a bunch of burdens.

"Wei Zixie, let's go to the roof"

"Little immortal, aren't you afraid of heights," Wei Zixie whispered in her ear.

"Annoying"

Nangong Feichen lowered his eyes when he heard Song Yuning's cold words and smiled bitterly.

"Don't move, there's a demonic aura," Mo Yanyue said in a low voice.

When the junior disciples of the Southern Sect heard this, their bright eyes only flashed with excitement. In the distance, there was a faint and fading laughter, like a thin stranded sugar, whirling in the air. In the dark of night, the laughter was obviously moving.

A group of young disciples of the Southern Sect. A heart is in their throats, and they find it difficult to breathe on their own. Some began to regret what followed.

After all, they only let them into the Southern Sect. No experience is light. Zichen on the side was calm and calm.

At this time, a strong fragrance spread in all directions. Song Taning hurriedly contemplated. Nangong Feichen also quickly set up an enchantment.

The sober Song Xianning felt that this fragrance was familiar. Suddenly, a white ghost floated into the low, dilapidated hut at a very fast speed.

The hut was a sign of decay. The wood is moth-eaten and old to gray. There are a few rungs in between, like ribs on a skeleton. There is a window that is about to fall apart.

Song Xianning got up, and said to Nangong Feichen with a condescending attitude: "Nangong Feichen, don't want to interfere with me. Otherwise, you do so at your own risk."

As he spoke, he strode towards the low house that was about to tilt.

"Yanyue, you take them here and guard me to go in and have a look." Nangong Feichen said busily.

Zichen saw that Aunt Yanyue's brows were slightly frowned, and the faint loneliness between her eyebrows made people feel sorry for her, so she smiled and smiled. "Aunt Yanyue, you go too. Isn't there still me here?"

Mo Yanyue glanced at Nangong Feichen in embarrassment. Seeing that he didn't say anything. I can only say "I ...... in a low voice"

"Shangxian, if you follow behind them, you will definitely be embarrassed, and with Aunt Yanyue, it will definitely ease the atmosphere," Zichen interjected with an innocent face.

Nangong Feichen glanced down at Zichen and thought about it, "Yanyue, then you will take it with me."

Mo Yanyue rubbed Zichen's head and smiled, "Okay." That Zichen must protect his fellow disciples. ”

"Aunt Yanyue, be careful." Zichen waved his hand to Mo Yanyue. He looked at the cowering brothers in the same door again. An unfathomable smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. It didn't take long for the junior disciples of the Southern Sect to beat Hache one by one. They all fell to the ground drowsy.

The little third child on the side was full of shock, and now he took a good look at the black-haired boy named Zichen. He was also handsome when he was born, and his figure could not be called tall. to match his countenance.

It's just that he usually looks like an innocent model. But just now, his whole person exudes an extremely stable atmosphere. Xiao San'er always felt that he was a little familiar.

"White fox, does that nine-tailed fox like her?" Zichen said with a smile.

“？” Xiao San'er was stunned.

Came to a conclusion at the moment: he can't afford to mess with this person. I'm better hiding.

But what made Xiao San'er want to cry without tears was that his whole person was frozen. Sure enough, Fang Cai was not his delusion. This Zichen Dao is also considered to be profound. If you have a magic weapon in your hand. It's enough to have a few tricks with Wei Zixie.

"Don't be afraid, white fox, I don't eat people...... But if it's a beast...... Zichen smiled, revealing two sharp tiger teeth.

Xiao San'er steadied his heart and said, "Do you want to do it?" ”

"Get out of here" Xue Rui, who fell from the sky, kicked at Zichen.

"Don't...... My good sister," Zichen flashed away with a smile.

"Sister?" Xiao San'er exclaimed.

"Who's your sister? Don't shout. Xue Rui said angrily.

"Okay. You are so beautiful, can you let me go? ”

How long is Xiao San'er's face? Where is this Zichen? How many pieces of this face have become? Just now, he looked sinister and cunning. But at the moment, he looks like a pitiful and innocent person.

At this time, countless strong lights shot out from the low house, shining so brightly that people really couldn't open their eyes, and Xiao San'er couldn't help but sigh: Fortunately, they are not people.

Seeing this scene, Zichen laughed loudly, shouted, clapped his hands, and stomped his feet. "Exploded." Exploded. Exploded. The low house blew up."

Xiao San'er glanced at the dead trees in the south not far away. For some reason, it seems to hang on the southeast branch