had a start, and later ate it in Song Wanling, so I will introduce it, Amway.

Before they knew it, the two of them ate the big table of food cleanly.

After the spiritual power has been running, there will be no indigestion, and after that, the two got up and walked out of the private room, and glanced at each other, and it was vaguely seen that each other's eyebrows were a little satisfied.

Sitting cross-legged on the couch, the unsheathed and restrained ancient knife rests horizontally on his knees.

Rong Mo pinched the magic trick with both hands, pressed it firmly on his heart, and his spiritual power was running on his limbs with sharp knife energy.

For her, she didn't feel unbearable pain, just like a monk absorbing spiritual power, which was the most fundamental foundation of cultivation.

When she opened her eyes, a sharp flash of knife light flashed on the blade, and she was also full of awe-inspiring meaning.

Immediately reined in the momentum of leakage, put away the ancient knife, and continued to sit and cultivate.

At this time, I remembered the girl's mysterious soft voice as if she was teaching some powerful secret, and a sweet smile flashed in my mind.

Before Rong Mo could react, she had already pulled the quilt under the cover, and then she frowned and lifted the quilt to get up.

His cold eyes scanned the dim and dark surroundings, and the body and the quilt were soft.

It was also this time that too many demon beast corpses were obtained in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, and a large amount of spirit stones were exchanged for a lot of elixirs that were effective for quenching the body.

and then got the compensation of the Wang family.

She rarely made a big deal and didn't go out of the city to find a cave at random.

In this situation, she actually felt a sense of sleepiness quickly came to her mind.

No longer forcing himself, Rong Mo closed his eyes, his breath became calm, and the cold meaning that leaked out was also weakened.

And the ancient knife placed beside him, the slight light of the knife passed through the scabbard, flashing.

One person and one knife seem to have fallen into the cultivation time.

In the more luxurious house separated by the magic circle next door, Song Wan Lingnian was tightly wrapped in the quilt, breathing smoothly and sleeping softly.

is the cover where she is lying, and they are all her cloud beds and cloud quilts on Qingquan Peak, which are naturally carried close to her.

She looks very good-tempered on weekdays, and she always smiles, but no matter how she is, she is raised by the eldest lady, and she is somewhat exquisite.

When the bright sunlight shone into the house through the low-level formation, the people sleeping in the front and back rooms opened their eyes with their eyes closed.

They all have clear eyes and stable demeanor.

"Morning, Sister Mo."

The two met on the corridor, and Song Wanling jumped forward and said with a smile.

Rong Mo nodded, then looked stunned, and looked up, "What did you call me?" ”

"Sister Mo~"

Song Wanling blinked, her translucent gaze seemed to ask if there was something wrong?

The other party's natural attitude made Rong Mo a little speechless for a while.

Then he saw that the other party's smile was hidden, full of accusations, "We have protected the medicine together, killed the demon beast together, and then saved other monks in the air together."

Then they went to Wang's house to discuss the law together, and they also ate together, so many people came down together, do you still want to call you an unfamiliar Taoist friend?

Ling'er is such a cute and beautiful sister, you don't want it? ”

At the end of her words, her delicate nasal voice swirled.

Rong Mo's body shook and he refused.

Song Wanling's moist eyes must have been hidden, revealing a little arrogance, and she went up to hug Rong Mo's arm.

slapped by the other party's palm, but without offensive power, he kept stomping his feet, and said with a childish voice:

"Anyway, my mouth is on me, what I want to call it is my business, I will call you Sister Mo and Sister Mo.

And if you want to call me Sister Ling, or Song Daoyou, it's your business to call me nothing, we have nothing to do with each other. ”

As she spoke, she withdrew her hand again, crossed her hands on her hips, and said coquettishly: "No refusal!" ”

Rong Mo's mouth opened slightly, Song Wanling's voice quickened, and she said in one breath: "Yesterday, I also looked at that recipe and there were many kinds of spiritual rice porridge.

I used to drink it every day at home, but after drinking the porridge, my whole body warmed up, and I was full of energy throughout the day, and my spiritual power was more comfortable.

I just recognized your sister today, let's go have a meal together, don't worry, it's still me who pays the spirit stone. ”

If you want to refuse, Rong Mo said word by word: "I don't lack spirit stones." ”

Song Wanling waved her hand with a big grin, grinning, her smile was bright and bright, but the words she said were a little piercing.

"Sister Mo doesn't lack spirit stones, but there aren't many spirit stones in the storage bag, otherwise how could she have ordinary storage bags and jade boxes.

Either it is a small amount of accumulation, so that you can go to those trading houses to exchange for some spirit stones.

Or maybe you have saved too much, and if you encounter something, you don't need to buy it again, and you can save a penny.

Thinking about it this way, after drinking Lingmi porridge, you don't need to eat Bigu Dan for a period of time, and you can save it, and it will add up to a lot. ”

looked at the girl's clean and crystal eyes, and inexplicably felt that what she said was very reasonable.

Then, then, Rong Mo was held by the arm, and he involuntarily entered yesterday's private room again.

The natal ancient knife on his back did not move.

"It's really a fate to meet here, two Taoist friends!"

The tall nun had a slight brightness in her eyes, and then stepped forward and said with a smile.

Song Wanling tilted her head to look at her, and said with a smile: "It's not fate."

It's that Sister Mo and I have been here for a few days since we came out of Wang's house, and this is the largest inn in this city. ”

The female cultivator's expression froze, and then she smiled bitterly: "The two Taoist friends have profound mana, and they are not afraid of him at all when they leave the Wang family.

But I was alone but I was in a hurry to leave the city that day, and found a cave at random, and then waited for my injuries to heal, and I just returned to this city. ”

Song Wanling didn't say anything after saying "oh", but her smile was sweet, and at first glance, people felt that she was very easy to talk.

Rong Mo's eyes lowered slightly, as if he was trapped in his own world, but there was not much distance between him and Song Wanling, and his aura was harmonious, making people feel that the two were together.

"In this way, I owe you a thank you."

As she spoke, she bent down deeply and said solemnly.

Song Wanling and Rong Mo separated and retreated to the side, but they still received the half of the worship.

"I'm also here to help, and if you can escape from the mountain range, your own magic is pure." Song Wanling said.

"The two Taoist friends left the inn, but they are leaving this city today?"

Song Wanling and Rong Mo walked out of the inn, but the female cultivator came out and asked.

Song Wanling nodded, "Leaving the mountain gate this time is to travel around. ”

The female cultivator nodded, and before she was about to speak, two figures walked quickly towards her, and as soon as she stood still, she bowed deeply to Song Wanling and Rong Mo as well as the talented female cultivator.

Song Wanling and Rong Mo still only received half a salute, which was offset by the grace of rescue.

"It's a pity that my two sworn brothers are lost there!"

The middle-aged male cultivator, whose temples were already frosty, looked quite weathered, and said sadly.

And another young male cultivator also sighed deeply.

Song Wanling looked at him with a heavy face, not like the flattering meaning she saw that day.

When the five of them were relatively silent, the middle-aged male cultivator seemed to have made up his mind.

"I have a thing, and I want everyone to see it."

Rong Mo didn't plan to say more, but was about to leave, and when he heard this, his steps paused.

Song Wanling took the lead in responding: "I will ask this senior to open our eyes." ”

The other party was a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and I saw him shake his head and say bitterly: "What kind of treasure is it, it's just a map." ”

Song Wanling raised her brows slightly.

And then the other party said:

"Although it is not a precious thing, it is a little inappropriate for this to be public, and I ask all the Taoist friends to move."

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