233 watched this scene the whole time.

Because he was afraid that Wen Ling would panic when he entered here, 233 directly opened a clear and uncensored panoramic map, removing the kind of clouds and mist.

So, I happened to see Rong Zixian's small movements.

"Host, don't listen to him, he wants to pull you on the back of the neck." 233 At this time, he has become a little expert in reporting.

Wen Ling didn't care, and didn't pay attention to it, just giggled twice, and then put his little hand into Rong Zixian's generous palm.

The hands of two people, one warm and the other cold.

bumped into each other violently, and Rong Zixian only felt the tip of his heart move.

Some of the pictures from last night, it seems, at a certain moment, slowly came to my mind again.

The storm under his eyes was slowly rising, as if it was about to condense directly.

The body temperature is also rising little by little.

"Zixian?" Wen Ling sensed Rong Zixian's abnormality, and hurriedly glanced sideways, and at the same time spoke softly.

After all, there are other people around them, and if the voice is too loud, it will be heard by other people.

"Well, don't be afraid, I'm here." Wen Ling's soft and glutinous call made Rong Zixian pull back again.

After answering in a low voice, the strong impulses in my heart slowly calmed down again.

Just grabbed Wen Ling's hand, but it was unconsciously tightened.

It was so tight that he had already pinched Wen Ling, and he didn't know it.

This kind of strength can only be found when he is angry.

Wen Ling snorted softly, but not loudly.

Only then did Rong Zixian react, and he hit hard again.

"It hurts or not, I'll blow it for you." The darkness and shadows in Rong Zixian's heart, at this moment, they all disappeared.

The heart is full of eyes, and only the heart is distressed.

He put Wen Ling's little hand to his lips and slowly blew twice.

Looking at the little hand that was pinched red by himself, Rong Zixian's eyes were much darker.

Wen Ling knew as soon as he saw Rong Zixian's expression that he remembered it again, and in those nights, he had pinched the thin waist that was almost broken.

"It's broad daylight." Wen Ling snorted again, then withdrew his hand.

After taking it back, he didn't go far, but took the initiative to climb Rong Zixian's arm.

The two men walked behind the crowd, but not many people noticed them.

Therefore, two people can sprinkle dog food to their heart's content, and no one can control them.

After all, the inner disciples can't take care of it, so who cares about the outer disciples.

At this time, the spirit has to watch by itself, and others will not care about you.

After all, it's resources and experience, and who doesn't want it?

Even if it's between the same doors, there's still competition.

Rong Zixian didn't look down on these at all, and Wen Ling didn't care about them.

Her current little waste qualification, even if she gets good resources, if she can't return to the sect, she will be replaced by the Lord of Shuqing Peak with other benefits.

So, why bother?

Isn't it good to watch the excitement and eat melons?

Of course it's good, 233 is eating melons right now.

Jin Li is a rigid and conservative person, and Yu Sijiao wants this trip to go smoothly and wants to get shelter, so she has to please her.

I have to say that Yu Sijiao is a person who reacts very quickly and can recognize the situation very clearly.

She was still proud before she went down the mountain, feeling that she was the apprentice of the ancestor, who would dare to treat her badly?

But the reality was a hard slap to wake her up.

is the ancestor's apprentice, everyone is polite at most, good to her?

She thinks too much.

Since Mo Shen's name is not easy to use, Yu Sijiao has to find her own way.

For example, please Jinli to make your trip smoother.

(End of chapter)