Chapter 6 The Farewell of the Daughters
Bite your ears!
Xue Bing's specialty is intimate.
When she was with Lu Xiaofeng, she liked to bite Lu Xiaofeng's ears the most, and after empathizing with Ming Xiaoyang, she liked to bite Ming Xiaoyang's ears again.
Helplessly, Ming Xiaoyang's body was already invulnerable, and after walking in the fairy sword world, he cultivated to a higher level.
In this way, not to mention that Xiu Wei is just Miss Xue Bing of Shenyuan, even if she finds Ji Ru, she will not be able to hurt him.
After biting several bites, Xue Bing didn't even leave any tooth marks except for adding a lot of flavor to Ming Xiaoyang's ears.
"You two had a great time." The cold wind-like sound of the cold winter moon sounded and entered the meditation hall.
Dressed in a white palace skirt, like a fairy in the moon, the Flower Shifting Palace invites the Moon Palace Lord to step over, cold as ice and sharp as a sword.
Seeing that Xue Bing and Ming Xiaoyang were so close, his expression was a little unkind.
"Sister Yue." Xue Bing had always been extremely afraid of Invite Yue, and when he saw her coming, he was so frightened that he stood up from Ming Xiaoyang's arms and called.
"Bing'er." After Invite Yue, she followed her sister, Pity Xing, and cured her crippled left hand and left foot, no one could find the slightest flaw on Pity Xing's body.
took a few steps forward, grabbed Xue Bing's arm, and said softly to Ming Xiaoyang, who was at the top: "You're back." β
"Hmm." Ming Xiaoyang said, "If I don't come back, I'm afraid I'll be cuckolded." β
"So you're afraid of cuckolding, not thinking about us." The dissatisfied words sounded, and a black-clothed beauty in a wheelchair, the wheelchair was windless and automatic, carrying her in.
The high threshold could not be stopped, and the wheelchair jumped up like a living creature under the ruthless and more refined spiritual power.
"Of course." Ming Xiaoyang looked at the women who walked in one after another.
The women were far and close to the meditation hall in the center of the palace, but they arrived almost at the same time.
"I've brought something good with me this time."
"What's the good thing?" The little young girl shouted for fear that the world would not be chaotic, "Shouldn't there be only one?" β
"Of course not." Ming Xiaoyang shook his head and said, "The things I brought back are full of five portions." β
"If you eat anything like that, you can live for at least a thousand years."
"What?" Hearing Ming Xiaoyang's words, Da Si Ming shouted loudly, "At least live for more than a thousand years? β
"Of course." Ming Xiaoyang looked triumphantly at the crowded halls, densely packed with women, "After cultivating the Book of Heaven that I taught you, you can live for at least five or six hundred years, if you can't let your longevity be longer, what is the point of me living alone?" β
Syllable!
Hearing Ming Xiaoyang's words, Ming Xiaoyang had been gone for more than a year, and all the women who had mustards in their hearts couldn't help but jump in their clear hearts.
No matter what the man is, he really cares about them and doesn't see them as playthings.
In an instant, a pair of beautiful eyes cast into Ming Xiaoyang's sight, full of indispersible tenderness.
"It's really impressive!" At this moment, a figure walked in from outside the hall that was familiar to everyone present.
Pitch-black dragon robe, wearing a crown, three thousand silver hair, handsome and evil face, carrying Ming Xiaoyang's signature cynicism.
Alive, another Ming Xiaoyang!
With the appearance of another Ming Xiaoyang, there were many eunuchs and guards outside the palace, and everyone was dumbfounded when they saw that two identical Majesties appeared.
What is this, is it true or false?
"Fuck me off." Ming Xiaoyang, who was sitting on the throne, saw that there were so many more people outside the hall, frowned, and shouted unhappily.
This?
The guards and eunuchs were stunned, it stands to reason that His Majesty's orders, how dare they not listen to them. But who knows, if this one is the real Your Majesty?
It wasn't until they saw that the other majesty had no intention of objecting, and everyone hurriedly retreated as if they had been pardoned.
No matter what's going on with him, this is a high-level secret, and we little shrimps still don't need to know.
"Xiaomeng." drove away the next person, Ming Xiaoyang looked at the other self with a wry smile, "Can't you take off your disguise and come again?" β
"The two of me appear together, if it spreads, it may be a big trouble."
"Are you still afraid of trouble?" For more than a year, pretending to be Ming Xiaoyang's identity and sitting on the dragon chair instead of Xiaomeng, Shi Shiran raised a hand and groped his cheek.
With that, a delicate mask peeled off, and the crown on his head and the dragon robe on his body fell off.
In the blink of an eye, the other Ming Xiaoyang, who was still majestic and domineering just now, became the head of the Heavenly Sect wearing a snow-white robe, enchanting and charming.
As soon as he grabbed it, the Qiu Li sword that never left fell into his palm, and the long hilt was tied with a sword spike, which could almost be used as dust.
"You've finally come back with no conscience." For more than a year, he maintained the man's dress and suffocated Xiaomeng.
At this time, finally relieved, the head of the Heavenly Sect looked up to the sky and sighed, "Next time, don't expect me to continue pretending to be you!" β
"Won't it?" Hearing Xiaomeng say this, Ming Xiaoyang immediately stretched his face and said pitifully, "Xiaomeng, are you so poisonous?" β
"Is this poisonous?" Xiao Meng blinked her bright eyes and retorted, "If you try to put another person's face on top for more than a year, you will understand what kind of day this is. β
In the end, Xiaomeng's eyelids closed and he made a look of standing by.
"Your Majesty, you don't need to worry." Snow Girl, who also has beautiful silver white hair, interjected, "Big deal, I'll pretend to be you." β
Pretending to be Ming Xiaoyang, the most troublesome thing is his 3,000 silver long hair, as well as Ming Xiaoyang's demeanor and movements.
In the past, although Snow Girl didn't hate her 3,000 silver hair, she didn't like it very much.
But now, at last, she's discovering that silver hair is also useful.
Ming Xiaoyang, who was on the throne, heard this, showed a grateful expression, and his figure flashed and left from the throne.
The whole person came to the side of the Snow Maiden and fell into the eyes of the others present, only to feel that the appearance of this person was so logical, without the slightest incongruity.
Ming Xiaoyang spread out his arms, the graceful jade body of the Snow Girl fell into his arms, and her head was buried in the Snow Girl's long silver hair.
"Cher, you've touched me so much. Or do you know that I feel distressed. Unlike some people, who just suffered a little bit, they just let my pigeons go. β
I?
Returning to this world, Ming Xiaoyang adapted measures to local conditions and regained his self-proclaimed name in this world.
Squeak!
"Some people" Xiaomeng heard this, and when she saw Ming Xiaoyang holding the intoxicated appearance of the Snow Girl, she bit her silver teeth and began to grind her teeth.
Now, she really wants to learn from Xue Bing and bite this villain a few bites!
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