Yun Pan looked down at his clothes.

was originally a good dress, but it was wrinkled by Shen Jing.

In the eyes of the maid, a soft and cute little girl was dressed up as a sloppy wanderer.

Yun Fanfan's appearance is indeed a little pitiful, cute or cute, but compared with the children who used to dress up like snow dolls, today it looks a little stumbling.

Shen Jing asked the maid to lead her into the house, and she dressed up again.

When I came out again, it was much better than before.

The smooth and full forehead, round eyes, clear and distinct, like a deer, as if you can see her crying if you bully her a little, the tender green skirt is worn on her body, it looks particularly vibrant, looking at her is like catching spring.

After she came out, she naturally grabbed Shen Jing's hand.

Small, tender hands, they can only grasp his fingers, no matter how much they can't grasp.

However, it was as if it had grabbed him by the heart.

Shen Jing has never treated him like this since he was a child.

When he was a child, he was abandoned, grew up eating hundreds of family meals, and when he grew up, he was still ignored when he went to Chenxiao Palace, even if his master was an immortal, even if his senior brother's ability was above him, he was still a pitiful worm.

Humble, lowly, unappreciated.

From beginning to end, all he wanted was a little care, a little encouragement, and let him know that he was not alone in this world, and that there were people by his side.

But no.

His heart was as barren as a barren land.

Now there is, but it is based on his lies.

Someday, the lie will be exposed, and one day, the only person who will leave him will also be injured.

Thinking of this, Shen Jing actually didn't dare to look at her gaze for the first time, her gaze was like a beam of sunshine, as if she could break through the constraints and see the bottom of his heart all the time, so that he had nowhere to hide.

Shen Jinghui took her hand and took her to the place yesterday.

Shen Jing's clothes were very light, the pale white clothes were shining white in the morning light, even if he stood there motionless, he was still amazingly beautiful.

Yun Fanfan is to find a clean place to meditate.

Shen Jing told her the basic cultivation mantra, and Yun Fanfan knew that this mantra was not from the Immortal Sect as soon as she heard it.

It seems that it is still a magic of the demon world.

In fact, she learns things quickly, as long as she is serious enough.

Shen Jing wanted her to learn, and she did.

Closing your eyes and starting to practice according to the mantra is not an easy process.

It's okay if it's to learn immortal arts, after all, it fits her body, but a person with immortal bones, to learn the magic of the demon world, it's like going against the sky, every time you cultivate to a certain place, it's like something is blocked, and you can't break through.

When she was practicing, Shen Jing was drinking tea at the table, and there was a faint fragrance of tea wafting in the air.

When Shen Jing had almost drunk two cups of tea, Yun Fanfan's eyes opened.

She's got it, but she just can't digest it.

Her face was only the size of a palm, and her eyes were big, and her cheeks were small and delicate.

At this moment, light sweat was floating on her cheeks and the tip of her nose, and her cheeks were also covered with redness, and she looked like she was a little out of strength.

Shen Jing knew how difficult it was, and didn't expect her to learn it quickly.