Listening to this sweet and glutinous call, and looking at this warm scene, the young disciples around him had complicated eyes: too hot, too enthusiastic. It seems that this girl is really Uncle Ling's fiancée? But this girl is too young, right?

Could it be that Uncle Ling has never had anything to do with women, just because of this girl? Tsk, I didn't expect Uncle Ling's taste to be so heavy, and he actually liked such a small one. It's so inhumane, it's too miserable, it's too miserable...... That's still a child.

Ling Wuxian seemed to sense everyone's strange gaze, and he turned his head and swept it coldly. All the people felt that the temperature around them dropped instantly, as if they had reached the ice and snow, and after shivering, they all looked up at the sky and counted how many birds had gone in the sky.

Monroe was still running this way, and just when everyone thought that Ling Wuxian would reach out and catch this cute girl, a scene that made them jaw-dropping happened.

Just as Monroe stretched out her arms and wanted to hang on Ling Wuxian like an octopus, Ling Wuxian shook slightly.

"Horn!" Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the enthusiastic Monroe was pasted to the wall in a standard large font, making a crisp sound.

There was a dead silence all around, and everyone was petrified.

Mengluo is like this, it is like a pancake, giving people the illusion that you can tear it off and fold it in half, and then stuff some braised meat into it.

"Brother Ling, what are you doing?" Monroe slid along the wall and sat on the ground, wiping her nose, tears rolling in her eyes, looking at Ling Wuxian aggrievedly.

"It's okay, just follow me if it's okay." Ling Wuxian didn't seem to see the tears in her eyes at all, and said expressionlessly. Ling Wuxian had already had a plan in her heart, this trouble made her little sister have a headache, it didn't matter, she would help her solve it.

"Oh." Monroe got up with a grunt, and the tears in her eyes disappeared in an instant. She has practiced her stunt, and her tears can be held back freely! I don't know why, seeing the longing "Brother Ling" in front of her, Meng Luo didn't feel a little familiar and cordial, but had an indescribable alienation and fear. What's going on? Meng Luo shook her head, guessing that she should be too tired to guide her during this time, so she didn't go to investigate.

After Ling Wuxian finished speaking, he didn't say anything more, and walked straight down the mountain.

"Brother Ling, where are we going?" Monroe forced herself to throw that weird feeling out of her mind, and took a few steps forward to grab Ling Wuxian's arm.

As if he had eyes growing on the back of his head, Ling Wuxian moved half a step lightly, easily dodging the claws stretched out by Monroe.

"Go down." Ling Wuxian said succinctly, just like the movements that were as light as flowing clouds, concise and smooth, and there was no superfluity.

"Stingy." Monroe returned again in vain, rolled her eyes, and said depressedly. Why is it so hard to take advantage of it!

"If you don't want to be driven out of the mountain gate by me, it's best not to do anything, men and women don't kiss, don't you know?" Ling Wuxian glanced back at Meng Luo.

"Oh, okay. Then I'll hug Sister Chuxi in the future. Meng Luo heard Ling Wuxian's words, pouted, and hummed quietly.

"Women don't kiss each other." Ling Wuxian added with an expressionless face.

Monroe twitched the corners of her mouth, is there such a sentence? One