Xuan Mo walked over unhurriedly, and the pear petals fell on his shoulder, leaving a wisp of fragrance.

"It's really your style to be so neat." Xuan Mo leaned against the door with his arms crossed, there was not a single book inside, it seemed that Shusha really didn't like to read. If he lived here, he would have put a basket of reading materials.

Susha lay down on his bed and rolled comfortably, so comfortable. The isolated island in her memory is indeed a blessed place, and the faint and dark fragrance floats slowly, teaching people to let go of all their burdens unconsciously.

"Speaking of which, you and I haven't had a round house yet, and now that a lonely man and a widow are in the same room, it reminds me of this thing." With a bit of cunning in Xuan Mo's smiling eyes, he walked up to Shusha, leaned down and said, "You say, how to compensate for the loss of the candle night in the cave room?" ”

She is obviously a demon woman, but she is ignorant about the affairs of men and women, Xuan Mo just kissed her face that night, and she beat Xuan Mo with a blue nose and swollen face. Xuan Mo couldn't do anything to the woman, so she only punched and kicked him, and then he left the dormitory without a wolf.

Su Sha smiled slightly: "Let's fight well, I will protect this place with an enchantment, so I don't have to worry about the impact of spiritual power on the outside world." She was about to sit up, but was held down by Xuan Mo.

Xuan Mo brushed the broken hair on her forehead to her ears, and her voice was low and moist: "What do girls do all day long." He leaned down and kissed Susha's lips, from shallow to deep, from light to thick. Shusha struggled a few times, and Xuan Mo grabbed her restless hand and smiled, "Be nice." ”

As if the most beautiful music handed down from ancient times, beating with a moving melody, and the tear-jerking love words that permeated the small bamboo house, Susha closed his eyes slightly, and silently endured the kiss of the indifference.

His light breath enveloped her whole body, and the hand around her waist brought a blazing temperature, and in the sound of heavy breathing, Xuan Mo slowly let go of the drunken red Susha, and her handsome and fair face seemed to be coated with a sunset-like color.

"Don't be angry, do you?" He held her in his arms and interlocked his fingers with her palm, "I'll explain to you later, okay?" She's not like you. ”

"Okay." Susha nodded.

She has come to understand that sometimes, trust is more important than anything else.

Xuan Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief, and before he came, he thought that if he couldn't coax Shusha, he would knock Shusha unconscious and carry it back directly. Fortunately, the heavens didn't give Xuan Mo a chance to stun the sand......

Xuan Mo patted her back and said with a low smile: "Let's go out, if the two of us both go missing, won't we be scared to death?" ”

Shusha left his arms, pursed his lips and said, "He won't care." ”

In front of the gate of the underworld, where the dark air is surging, the ghost soldiers are guarding the left and right sides.

Shuweaving stepped on a pair of flowing fire brocade boots, with a five-flower belt made of snakeskin wrapped around her waist, a red dress fluttering like a sea of fire, her green snail eyebrows were long, her forehead was matched with beaded flower tassels, and her red eyelashes seemed to be a blooming butterfly on her narrow eyes.

When I first met, Wuji praised her for being charming and boneless.

But such a charming woman, Ning Huai couldn't avoid it.

"Ning Huai! You stop! Suori stomped his foot in annoyance, biting his lip and looking at the man in black with his back to him in front of him.

His eyes were moist, and tears almost spread.

Since she fell in love with him at first sight a thousand years ago, he has never looked at her squarely.

Ning Huai stopped his steps and looked back, his ink-colored pupils reflected the bewitching appearance, but the man who was as warm as jade just gently tapped the white jade folding fan in his hand on his palm: "Su weaving, don't follow me again." ”

Shu Weaving bit his lip and looked at him stubbornly.

The evil spirit world is in turmoil all day long, and it is not easy for her to become the queen of evil spirits as a lonely and helpless person, she doesn't believe in anyone, and she supports the whole by herself

In the evil spirit world, this is nothing, but in the bottom of Ning Huai's eyes, there is only sand in her heart, how can she be willing to be willing with a strong nature?

"It's been a hundred years since I last went back to deal with internal affairs." Su Zhi clenched her fists, she just wanted to talk to Ning Huai, but Ning Huai was a headache from Su Weaving, his warm face was finally a little impatient, and he waved his hand to bounce away the distance between himself and Shu Weaving, and it happened that Meng Jingling came over to pick up Ning Huai at this time.

Ning Huai took off the cloak and handed it to Meng Jingling, and smiled lightly: "Let's go." ”

Meng Jingling glanced at the Evil Spirit King who was temporarily away from them, and sighed sympathetically, His Royal Highness the Hades King treats everyone gently, he is a very rare gentle man in the Six Realms, no one has seen him get angry, he always speaks like a jade, but such a person will also be impatient by Su Weaving, it seems that stalking is indeed not a good way to pursue.

"If you don't leave, she will come after you and help me get rid of it." Ning Huai turned around and saw Meng Jingling sympathizing with Su Weaving, and smiled helplessly. Meng Jingling immediately shook her head with a grin

Brain, followed up and called out to His Highness. Ning Huai wasn't angry, but said lightly: "Let's go." ”

Su Zhi was shocked out by Ning Huai's spiritual power, and when she followed up, Ning Huai had already entered the underworld, she bit her silver teeth, and poured all her anger into Su Sha: "I don't believe it, Xuan Mo has been in the Nine Heavens for so many years, will he have any confidantes?" And the woman in Tsing Yi, I don't think it's a good thing. Shusha, you hurt me so much, I will make your life worse than death. Ning Huai was relieved to see that Su Weaving didn't catch up.

Walking on the Huangquan Road in a good mood, Meng Jingling whispered to him again, Ning Huai bowed slightly, Meng Jingling said: "The few Manzhu Sawa I moved to the yard a few days ago were accidentally trampled to death by me, Your Highness, can I move a few more back?" ”

In fact, it was Meng Jingling's recent white cat that scratched the flowers, and she protected the white cat and didn't tell Ning Huai. Ning Huai paused for a long time before pointing to her head, hating iron and steel: "Why are you so careless, did you knock over the inkstone on my desk by mistake?" ”

"I'm just cleaning the Temple of the Dead...... Accidental......" Meng Yingling pursed her lips, as if it was Ning Huai's fault. Ning Huai was a little funny: "You are always reasonable, who said you." He patted Meng Jingling's head and said softly: "If you want to raise it, move a few plants over, but don't be confused." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness! I'm sure I'm good with them. Meng Jingling happily pulled Ning Huai's sleeve, and suddenly felt rude, hurriedly put it down embarrassedly, and said with flashing eyes: "Your Highness, I'll go and get busy first!" After saying that, he slipped away and ran away.