No one wants to become a waste spirit root that cannot be cultivated for the rest of her life, but this kind of thing has been encountered by her.

Although she didn't say it, he knew the bitterness in her heart, but it was a pity that he couldn't share this kind of thing with her, if he could, he really wanted to give her his Heavenly Spirit Root.

Zhi Ning suddenly realized that he was here for this, he must have heard those people humiliating her, thinking that she would be sad, so he came over to comfort her.

She was moved in her heart, he was sick himself, but he still cared about her.

No matter what, she must not let him die tragically in Qimu's hands again.

She smiled and comforted, "Dad, I'm really fine, I'm not sad at all, the spiritual root was abolished and was abolished, there is no spiritual root, but I have a father, and I live well." ”

What she said was true, although the original lord Linggen was abolished before, but because there was a father who was the lord, no one dared to trouble her, and later because the lord was angry to death, Qimushuang dared to be unfavorable to her.

"It's good that you can think like this, Zhining, don't worry, as long as your father still has a breath of air, he will never let you be wronged." The Lord comforted her.

"Well, my daughter believes in her father." She smiled.

The Venerable Lord glanced at the bulging quilt strangely, and always felt weird, but before he had time to think about it, Zhi Ning hurriedly gave an eviction order, "Dad, my daughter is tired, if there is nothing else, my daughter wants to rest." ”

"Okay, then Daddy will go back first." Without much thought, the Lord withdrew, and brought the door with him.

The footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, and Zhi Ning knew that the lord had left, so she did not lift the quilt, but slipped directly into the quilt, and in the dark she was eye to eye with the man, nose to nose.

It was very hot in the bed, and he looked at her like a lurking beast, with a rich gaze.

The air was thin, and he felt like he was running out of breath.

At this moment, the girl suddenly put her arms around his waist and leaned over, and in the darkness, her lips were on his, and she crossed over in one breath.

His eyes widened in shock, and he looked at her in a daze, and a strange feeling hit him.

She, she shot him with Cupid's arrow again!

He hurriedly pushed her away, the whole person sat up, the quilt was lifted, he opened his mouth, took a big breath of fresh air, and his fair face was dyed with an abnormal flush, making him even more handsome and extraordinary.

Zhi Ning looked straight, he actually blushed, the five immortals who were pure and had few desires and didn't know what feelings were, even blushed, tsk, sure enough, there was nothing that could not be imagined, nothing could be done.

"Five Immortal Venerables." She pursed her red lips and called him unhappily, her voice soft and cowardly, really seductive.

Yueluo met her deer-like wet eyes, his breathing was slightly chaotic, he hurriedly turned his face away, and wanted to get down, but his foot tripped and fell again.

"Hmm......" A muffled snort sounded, and instead of falling on the hard bed, he fell into something soft, and a faint fragrance wafted into his nose.

He didn't know where he fell, he just felt that his whole person seemed to be in a rage, and it was indescribably weird.

"Five Immortal Venerables, you are so bad!" The girl's soft and ambiguous voice sounded overhead.

This voice made Yueluo's body tense, raised his head, and met the girl's smiling star eyes, as if falling into the stars, shining, he was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, and found that his face had just hit her chest.

It may have been the action just now that made her clothes slip down, and he turned out to be ......