"Let's go first, Ning Sheng. You have a good rest. With a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, Qin Sansan said to Ning Sheng.

"I'm gone, too." Jingyin's voice was much quieter than before, leaning over, and said politely.

"Hmm." Ning Sheng nodded, looking at the neat rows of rooms with some classical charm, he was a little dazed for a while, but this dazed face was not brought on his face.

Qin Sansan's eyes were soft, and he turned around in a ladylike and reserved manner, and while he turned around, he glanced at Ning Sheng. Sensing Qin Sansan's gaze, Ning Sheng showed a smile and took a step, separating from Qin Sansan and Jingyin, and taking steps in the opposite direction.

Jingyin and Qin Sansan behind him also glanced at each other, with a bit of tacit understanding in their eyes, nodded, and separated.

A three-way intersection, three different backs, just fell in the eyes of Hongyi.

Ning Sheng tried her best to maintain a calm mood, paused as she walked forward, looked back, and didn't find anything, however, she still frowned, as if she was being watched, but she didn't find anything, she looked around blankly twice, and sat down on a big rock, she thought, she needs to think about it, what is going on.

Although the surrounding environment is bubbling, Ning Sheng on the big stone does not have that appreciation, and pulls off the crumpled skirt shirt with a bit of classical rhythm on his body, this kind of material, of course, she is familiar with. It is gauze fabric, tailored.

Fourteen or fifteen-year-old Lori figure, this is the conclusion reached after repeatedly observing herself.

The different reactions of the three fourteen or fifteen-year-old girls, unintentionally, fell into the eyes of Hongyi's honorable people, containing different meanings.

The girl in the peach-pink skirt is feminine and atmospheric, the girl in the light red and silver skirt is thick and thin, as for the girl in the emerald green dress, Venerable Hongyi frowned, unable to understand, just like a green onion, this emerald green color, no wonder the most injured, and he didn't even notice any aura.

Especially after seeing this girl sit down, she didn't hurry to repair her spiritual power, but observed the emerald green skirt on her body, and pulled her shirt and skirt up, and the impression dropped to another level again, brushing her sleeves away.

This qiē is something that Ning Sheng, who is pulling his skirt, can't know.

"Hey. Ay. Ay. She sighed three times in a row, although the voice was very small, it was like a magic sound for Hongyi Zunshang, who had good hearing and walked stealthily from her about a meter or so. Even his usual steady pace has stagnated.

However, as soon as I threw it away, I left like a gust of wind.

"What?" The force that was not heavy and unclear smashed on Ning Sheng's leg, "What is this?" How did it appear out of thin air, Ning Sheng didn't want to be curious at all, she had already seen the magic of this world when she turned around.

Book, "Magic Sound Fills the Ears".

…… What the hell is the title of the book?

Ning Sheng was completely speechless.

I guess who doesn't want it, just the title of the book.

Although it is not the truth, it is also a few points right.

Holding the book, Ning Sheng didn't open it, directly on his lap, squatting on the big stone, and without she noticing, a trace of spiritual power along her legs and abdomen penetrated into her body from the surface of the book she put on her lap.

Ning Sheng didn't notice it, she only felt that her body was very comfortable, and the sourness and faint pain she felt before were gradually gone.

I pinched my arm,...... Anyway, it's a good thing, it is estimated that this is the magic of the world of cultivating immortals.