Chapter 707: Why Are You Having Yellow Scrap in Your Head?

Snowball scratched at his white fluff and came up with a bad idea: 'Give him some medicine and let him be honest!' What posture you want to pose, the ancestors have the final say! ’

Bai Chuwei glanced at her, her eyes full of disgust: "Why are you all yellow waste in your head?" Dirty! ”

"Do you know what a soulmate is? Do you understand? ”

Snowball was silent, and the ancestor began to attack with a rat body, and its status really fell.

Soul mates, the two of them are not bonded Taoist couples, let alone divine friends, nor are they soul mates!

Bai Chuwei's tone was even more disgusted: "By the way, you don't read those one-night love affair president texts, single rats are full of improper thoughts, and they are already poor in cultivation, so you will be unstable like this." ”

Snowball: '......'

The old ancestor is now thinking about how to do this and that with Mr. Duan every day, why didn't he see that her Dao heart was unstable?

Excuse.

It's all excuses.

The corners of Bai Chuwei's lips were crooked, and she was holding a brush and writing hard under the lamp......

In the early morning, the temperature is lower, and I enter the cultivation method, but in fact, this cold is not to be feared.

The sky outside the window is hazy, and it is lit late after early winter, when the sky is not yet bright.

Duan Feihan woke up early, the biological clock woke up before six o'clock, he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, he didn't get up immediately, and he seemed to be able to smell a medicinal fragrance between his pillows.

Duan Feihan was slightly surprised, Bai Chuwei played tricks on his bed last night and got into his quilt.

However, after a night, her faint medicinal fragrance in the bedding had already dissipated, how could there be such a strong medicinal smell?

Duan Feihan sat up, lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, when his footsteps stopped instantly.

There was a flash of astonishment in his eyes, and then he became deeper and deeper like the sea.

Right next to his bedside, overnight, the spiritual plant opened, and things such as ginseng and snow lotus were ripe in the potted plant, but they were a little small.

This is the seed that was sown before Bai Chuwei left last night.

These are all elixirs that Bai Chuwei likes.

Duan Feihan's forehead twitched slightly, could it be ...... He changed from Tang monk meat to fertilizer that fueled the rapid growth of the elixir?

That's a little bit of a bad idea.

Duan Feihan was wearing loose dark pajamas, walked downstairs and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of warm water to drink.

There is also a string of Buddhist beads on the table, and the golden silk strings the sandalwood Buddhist beads into a bracelet, and the golden threads are completely condensed together, as if the previous Buddhist beads have been repaired again.

But it has lost its effect of suppressing the aura on his body, and it is no different from ordinary decorations.

Rao is like this, Duan Feihan still cherished the string of Buddha beads and put it in his pocket.

He went back to the bedroom, changed his clothes, and whispered, "One million." ”

The big black snake more than ten meters long twisted its body and drilled in, and Duan Fei said coldly: "Let's go back to Haicheng first." ”

One million looked at its owner with two big red lantern eyes on his face in confusion.

The anniversary of the Imperial University is not the end of the day, there are a total of three days of activities.

Didn't the master come to attend Bai Chuwei's school celebration, why did he want to go back to Haicheng?

Duan Feihan's toes tapped lightly, and landed steadily on the head of a million, and the giant snake with a thickness of more than ten meters suddenly appeared like a swimming dragon in the world, and its body swung from the balcony into the clouds, soaring in the clouds, driving straight to Haicheng.

A million is much faster than that tattered blanket that drinks fake wine, or even an airplane.

Before dawn, Duan Feihan landed in the Chinese-style villa of the Duan family in Haicheng.

Jumping lightly from the snake, Duan Feihan's face turned cold, and he strode in the direction of the study.

Before he could open the door, an old voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Fourth, talk to me." ”