Hearing Yue Xiyan's voice of "Young Master of Qitian Pavilion", Yue Jiuling swallowed back the words he was about to speak.

The mysterious Qitian Pavilion, although she has not been here for a long time, the prestige of that organization has already spread like thunder, and the person who is carrying her now seems to be unable to provoke at all.

Yue Jiuling stopped kicking his hands and feet, and his small body was like a marionette, hanging loosely in the air, as if he had lost his vitality.

There was silence in the air, and Yue Xiyan's heavy breathing and muttering that wanted to stop talking were particularly attention-grabbing.

Zhan Xiaoyang looked at the hope in Yue Xiyan's eyes, he narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, but the green tendons in his hand holding things were obviously abrupt.

"That ......" Yue Jiuling felt that he was being carried by the collar, and his neck was stuck in the front placket uncomfortably, so he cautiously said: "Less...... Young master, carrying me so heavily, are your strong arms a little sore? ”

The tentative tone and flattering look, coupled with the appearance of being hung at this time, live like a cute pet who can't escape.

It's just that there seems to be a hint of cunning hidden in those dark brown eyes.

Ouyang Changle, who was on the side of the "......", heard Yue Jiuling say such a dog-legged word, and his heart was mixed.

In the face of the strong, this desire to survive is desirable, but can you disguise it a little bit and not make people feel so greasy?

I actually asked if the young master's arm was sore?

Although the man was dressed in a plain white robe, the draped sleeves still wrapped his muscular arms in a reverie-inducing silhouette, and he carried a person like this without trembling at all......

Ouyang Changle swallowed his saliva and wanted to say something, but his mind was blank, and he didn't know how to communicate with such a big man with a halo.

"Wow, the young master is so powerful! I didn't even shake my hands, it's too powerful! Although against the light, Yue Jiuling couldn't see the man's face clearly at all, but she knew that those dark eyes were staring at her......

Think? Look at? Still is...... Admire?

Bah, Bah, Yue Jiuling was disgusted by his own imagination, how could a god-like existence "appreciate" her, an inconspicuous clown.

Curious?

Right! Must tell curious, curious why she's so ugly, and so cute, ugly and ugly is very eye-catching, right?

Yue Jiuling thought very beautifully, and he didn't really show a very stupid smile on his face.

This time, the arm, which had not trembled for a long time, suddenly trembled.

Yue Jiuling was afraid that she would be thrown to the ground again, although she was not afraid of falling, but her clothes were newly changed, if they were too dirty, she didn't change them: "Young master, I'm fragile, can I handle it gently?" ”

Seeing that the man did not react, she clenched her small hand into a fist, put it next to her cheek and rubbed it twice, her watery eyes opened wide, and she looked innocent and harmless.

Sure enough, the man's arm trembled again.

"Yue Jiuling." The man's voice rang out, with a low and hoarse voice that had not spoken for a long time.

"Huh." Yue Jiuling couldn't hide his surprise when he heard the man call his name, he didn't expect that the young master of the dignified Qitian Pavilion actually knew her name.

"You look like ......" the man hesitated, as if searching for a word to use: "A pet." ”

When Yue Jiuling heard this, she was a little stunned, she was not wrong that she was a divine beast, but where was the pet?

Who keeps foxes as pets?

Yue Jiuling tilted his head slightly, his eyes found the location of a tree shadow, and this time he saw the man clearly.

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