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Dongjun's fairy robe looks like the style he wears on weekdays, but it is actually very different. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info This fairy robe is an extraordinary product, it is a collection of heaven and earth spiritual breath condensation, can be used as a self-defense thing, resist the thunder. In hundreds of thousands of years, a total of five pieces were produced, and the other four were given by him to several good gods to use to cross the catastrophe and block mines. The only one left, he has been pressing the bottom of the box and is reluctant to wear it.

The fairy robe said that he was very congested, and he just crawled out from the bottom of the box to show off, ready to turn over the serf and sing, and was torn and chopped by the master.

Dongjun tore off his sleeves, revealing his strong but white arms, bulging muscles, elegant lines, and elegant and capable movements when waving his broken sleeves...... Jiu Mingmei was a little excited, and a wave of qi surged out of her stomach, forcing her little throat to "gra" and burp loudly.

This hiccup is quite earth-shattering, and even lightning and thunder can't stop the hiccup from spreading all over the world.

Dongjun and Baili Mulian were both startled by the hiccup, thinking that something had happened to Jiu Mingmei. Dongjun took a look at it again, and this hiccup was really wonderful, and it actually made Jiu Mingmei break the fixed trick and slipped into the enchantment.

Jiu Mingmei stretched out her fingers greedily, poked Dongjun's biceps, and swallowed her saliva: "Hmm, Dongjun's great magic muscles, wonderful muscles~~"

"......" Baili Mulian couldn't help but smile slightly, Xiaomei was a lifelong mistake when she saw Dongjun, and every time she returned to Fengluan Mountain, she always had to come to her house to pester her and chat.

Mu Lian has a cold temperament, not a good chat partner, but a good person to talk to.

At that time, Xiaomei was always inseparable from Dongjun in three sentences, saying how good-looking he looked, how powerful he was in fighting, how good his figure was, and how his muscles were developed. Xiao Mei described it in great detail, and she heard Mu Lian's red face and hot ears every time.

Hai Mingyue occasionally hears it, and always says that Xiaomei is not ashamed. Mu Lian felt that Xiaomei's timid appearance was very real and cute. If one day, Mu Lian can meet a man she loves from the bottom of her heart, maybe she will become like this...... Not ashamed, right?

Dongjun was a little helpless by her, he couldn't help but reddened his ears, and his voice was slightly hot: "The immortal robe can only temporarily block the heavenly thunder, and it can't completely cut off the pain of the immortal in a hundred miles......"

"So, the little god has to ask Dongjun to help with your wonderful muscles~"

Dare to love her praise still has a plan.

Jiu Mingmei leaned down and checked Mu Lian's body, which was cold and cold, revealing the crisp fragrance of lotus flowers. Mu Lian's broken feet were still trickling blood, and Jiu Mingmei couldn't find bones everywhere, so she was ruthless and broke off two fingers.

"Don't ...... a little girl"

"Shh~" Jiu Mingmei said with a smile, "Sister Lian, don't you know, I already have the divine power to turn bones into beauty, and if I say that my finger is broken, even if I cut off my legs, I can also get my legs back." Don't worry, your feet will be back soon. ”

Jiu Mingmei inserted her left little finger into the bone of Mu Lian's left foot section, and then inserted her left ring finger into the bone of her right foot section. A sprig of red plum appeared on the cheeks, fragrant and fragrant. Plum petals flutter down, entwining the fingers, adding layers of flesh and blood.

She gently flicked a strand of red silk, threaded the needle and thread, and patched up the skin layer after layer. With a light breath, Baili Mulian's soft white and delicate feet resurfaced in front of him again.

Jiu Mingmei vaguely remembers that the beautiful woman who planted lotus on the edge of the Tianhe River always loved to step on the lotus leaves of Tiantian and dance with these thin feet. It is more beautiful, softer, and more wonderful than the dance that amazes the immortals at the banquet, and in this world, only Jiu Mingmei can see it.

With a moist eye, Jiu Mingmei leaned over, like a little snake entangled Mu Lian's waist. The little face was even more embarrassed to drill into Mu Lian's chest, and her voice was muffled: "Sister Lian, I miss you so much." ”

Mu Lian paused, and her gray pupils overflowed with tears. For 500 years, she stayed here empty, broke her foot, imprisoned her body and soul, just to ...... She couldn't help but lean over, spread her slender arms, and hugged Xiaomei into her arms. Five hundred years, how many times have I dreamed back to Fengluan, she meditated and practiced in the courtyard, Xiaomei lay next to her with Erlang's legs crossed and muttered blindly.

Xiaomei said, "Sister Lian, do you know? The human world is a very interesting place, and the mortals there don't have much mana, and even if there are some immortal cultivators, they are so weak that they are a mess. However, the royal family there is very fond of immortals, and they call themselves true dragon emperors. If you go to the mortal world any time, you will know how arrogant and arrogant those royal humans are. ”

Mu Lian chuckled: "More arrogant than you?" ”

"Well, little mortal, how can you compare to me?"

"Yes, yes, if you talk about arrogance, there is no one in the world who can compare to Xiao Mei."

Mu Lian didn't know at that time that the arrogant mortals she met had changed her life. And she, who was imprisoned here for that man, never repented. Perhaps this is the most difficult word in the world to comprehend - love.

(To be continued.) )