When Wen Ling heard it, this is the benefactor who wants to carry himself behind his back?

Although she is not delicate to that extent, if the benefactor really wants to, she is also willing to satisfy the benefactor.

turned his head sideways, smiled sweetly at Rongzi, and was about to say that he was tired.

As a result, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Rong Zixian had reached out his hand behind his back.

And the five fingers are slowly tightening.

Wen Ling: ......!

Ma Da, this still has to pull the back of the neck?

I'm ginseng, not meow.

If you pull like this, my beard will be gone.

Bald and flustered.

"I'm not tired, we're just getting started." The sweetness of his smile remained unchanged, and his voice was still soft and glutinous, Wen Ling replied in a low voice.

"Oh." Hearing Ling say this, Rong Zixian responded lightly, with a little regret on his expression.

Wen Ling: ......

"How do you have a pink dress?" After Rong Zixian swept these traveling disciples around, he suddenly saw a pink figure.

I don't think it's right, the clothes in the sect have a strict definition.

The inner door is white, and the outer door is gray.

This pink color is ......

There are no ancestors or elders or anything like that.

How can it be special?

Following the position of Rong Zixian's finger, Wen Ling glanced at it.

Wow.

Yu Sijiao, this is not the heroine.

She is the heroine, of course, she has to dress differently from everyone.

And people don't belong to any peak, the peak masters can't control it, and the head is not easy to manage.

After all, he is the apprentice of the ancestor.

The clothes made of good shark yarn on that body were transformed into pink with exercises, which was really full of girlish heart.

Yu Sijiao just entered the sect, but she didn't have such a big deal.

So, from whom?

"That's Mo Shen's new apprentice." Wen Ling whispered back, and then glanced over there meaningfully.

Liu Ningning has now talked to Yu Sijiao, and the two of them look like two little sisters, and they have a good relationship.

I always felt that Liu Ningning couldn't say that he wanted to do things later, but Wen Ling didn't bother to pay attention to her.

I still have a sweet love to talk about, no time, no time, no energy, no schedule.

This time they went in the direction of the Ten Weak Forest, although it is not a secret realm, but it is said that there are many secret treasures, which is the most suitable for this kind of new elementary school chickens to experience and feel.

The monsters and the like inside will not exceed the third order at most, and the danger factor is not high.

Because it is in the middle of the jungle, the herbs are also abundant.

For Danfeng's disciples, herbs are really a particularly big expense when they first enter the sect, and it would be great if they could go down the mountain to pick some back.

From Changping Sect to the Ten Weak Jungle, the distance is farther, and because you can't resist the sword, everyone relies on walking.

So, after walking for four days, I arrived at the small town near the Ten Weak Jungle.

It is said to be a small town, but in fact, the town is not small at all, and it is full of houses as far as the eye can see.

This is normal, there are many monks who come here every year to practice, in addition to the major sects, there are also small sects and even casual cultivators.

If there is a market and there is a flow of customers, there will be a business that will come into being.

So, the town was propped up.

"Let's rest first." After arriving in the town, Jinli found the inn where they used to stay, and then arranged it for everyone.

"I'll just have a room with Rong Xian." When Jincheng was arranging a room, Wen Ling directly asked for the key to a room.

The outer disciples are just the two of them, and they will definitely not arrange a single room, and they can't say who they want to live with.

Wen Ling is reluctant to live with others, even if it is a senior sister or sister.

Therefore, I directly said a word to Jin Cheng first.

(End of chapter)