Chapter 8 Qingyun Dao Chief

A white hand stretched out from behind Ye Jing's back and put it on Ye Jing's shoulder, "Ah," Ye Jing let out an exclamation from his mouth, and just as he was getting up to run, a cold voice sounded behind his ears: "Lady, we meet again." I miss you so much. Did you miss me?

As he spoke, Ling Tian's other hand had already wrapped his arms around Ye Jing's waist.

"What are you going to do, let go. It's daytime, aren't you afraid of people coming in? ”

Ling Tian sneered, "Don't worry. No one will come in.

After finishing speaking, Ling Tian hugged Ye Jing tighter. Cold lips pressed against her jade-white face. Ye Jing wanted to run. But she had been firmly controlled by Ling Tian, no matter how she struggled, it was useless.

Ling Tian whispered in her ear, "What, lady, do you want to run again."

Cold lips pressed against Ye Jing's face, and dexterous tongues slid around her face. Ye Jing didn't listen to the whole body. Being entangled by such a monster made her feel very sick inside. But she couldn't help but let out a slight snort from her mouth.

"What, don't you feel comfortable?"

The cold voice came into Ye Jing's ears at one time. At this time, Ziling's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Grandma Da Shao, is Grandma Da Shao here?"

"I'm here." At the same time as he finished spitting out these two words, Ling Tian disappeared all at once. Ye Jing tidied up his clothes: "What's the matter?"

"Grandma, master and lady, please come to the hall for a while."

"What are these old men and her old ladies doing, didn't they just come back from the hall, and this fart called me back again. Got a yarn? ”

These were all things that Ye Jing thought in her heart, and she didn't say anything. With Ziling. At one time, I came to the hall of the Tang Mansion. As soon as he entered the door, Ye Jing saw the Tang couple and his husband Tang Jun. In addition to them, there was an old man who looked a little differently dressed.

He was dressed in a black robe, and held a peachwood sword more than three feet long in his hand. The sword was emblazoned with a red spell that she couldn't read.

"Sir, ma'am. The slave maid invited the young grandmother. ”

Master Tang nodded, and Mrs. Tang snorted.

At this time, Ye Jing came to them and greeted politely: "I've seen my father."

As she spoke, she made a salute.

Mrs. Tang asked Ye Jing not to sit down, and then instructed the maid Ziling beside her to send the eldest young master back first, and Master Tang made a gesture to let the rest of the subordinates also retreat. Only Ye Jing was left alone.

When Ziling went to call her just now, she said that Master Tang and Mrs. Tang had something to do when they asked her to come to the hall, and Ye Jing didn't know what it was.

"Xiyan, sit." Mrs. Tang said with a smile.

Ye Jing knew that he was calling her, and her identity at this time was another woman. Mu Xiyan. But what made Ye Jing confused all the time was why Old Man Mu and his wife called her Xi Yao, and the Tang couple sitting in front of her really called her Xi Yan. Xi Yao Xi Yan. If you're not mistaken, it sounds like the names of a pair of sisters.

Just thinking of this, Mrs. Tang said to Ye Jing: "Xiyan, my mother will introduce you." This is the Qingyun Dao chief of Wutai Mountain. Dao Chief, this is my daughter-in-law Mu Xiyan.

The Taoist priest nodded, then got up and made a Taoist salute to Ye Jing.

Ye Jing also politely replied. But she didn't know what was calling her here. He cut Qingyun Daoist and put his hand into the cuffs of the Taoist robe: "The first time the young grandmother met, the poor Dao had something to give.

With that, he took something out of his cuff.