Wu Xian's smiling voice sounded casually behind Song Yufeng: "It seems that Yufeng is reluctant to part with me for a moment. ”

Song Yufeng choked for a moment, stepped on his left foot and stepped on his right foot, and finally stood firm: "What nonsense?" ”

Wu Xian looked at him with a smile.

Chaolu felt a little strange, but he couldn't say it, he was not a careful person, so he didn't think much about it: "It's time to go." ”

After speaking, Chaolu sacrificed Cangming, and his body flickered, and the person was already standing firmly on top of Cangming.

Song Yufeng couldn't talk nonsense with Wu Xian, and hurriedly wanted to climb up to Cangming, but as soon as his feet moved, Chaolu and Cangming had already flown up.

"......" Song Yufeng is like an abandoned kitten: "Master." ”

Chao Lu looked kind: "Good boy, the art of the sword can only be honed by relying on oneself." ”

In other words, Song Yufeng didn't want to rub against Chaolu like before.

Song Yufeng wanted to speak and stopped.

Wu Xian took Song Yufeng's expression into his eyes, and he slowly hooked his lips: "Why don't you come with me?" ”

After speaking, Song Yufeng's hand was placed on his belt, and with a hook of his white fingers, he actually untied the knot of the belt.

Song Yufeng was taken aback: "In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, why did you suddenly start taking off your clothes?" I warn you, no! ”

Wu Xian's movements paused, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little evil: "What can't you do?" ”

"Do...... Do ......" Song Yufeng intuitively felt that his answer might be in Wu Xian's hands, he swallowed his saliva and changed the topic stiffly: "In short, you are not allowed to take off your clothes." ”

Wu Xian sighed lowly: "I just unbuckled my belt." ”

"Unbelting is the first step in undressing." Song Yufeng was vigilant.

"Little Wind." Wu Xian suddenly screamed affectionately.

Song Yufeng's entire back stirred up countless cold hairs.

Wu Xian said with a smile: "Untying the belt does not mean taking off your clothes, in the same way, there are some things that you can do without untying the belt." ”

Song Yufeng followed Wu Xian's words, and suddenly thought of a very inappropriate picture, and his face turned red.

He is still young and still in the stage of "talking on paper" about men and women.

Song Yufeng imagined Wu Xian's belt and was puzzled, so he directly lifted his robe and took off his pants...... , staring at Wu Xian with a red face: "Shameless! ”

"......" Wu Xian's expression was extremely innocent: "This is just my natal magic weapon." ”

Song Yufeng looked incredulous.

Wu Xian threw the belt slowly, and the big red belt floated in the air for no reason, like soft but not soft, like hard but not hard, and directly made Song Yufeng dumbfounded.

Who the hell would use the belt as a natal magic weapon.

Wu Xian is really sick!

Song Yufeng deepened this impression in his heart.

Wu Xian's right foot was raised, and the next moment, the person had already appeared on the belt.

He looked back at Song Yufeng condescendingly, and the corners of his mouth raised: "Do you need me to take you?" ”

Song Yufeng snorted coldly, and he turned around and prepared to join Gu Zhihuan and them.

Compared with the strange Wu Xian in Guli, Song Yufeng felt that Gu Zhihuan had become much more pleasing to the eye.

It's a pity that Gu Zhihuan would wait for Song Yufeng, tossing for such a moment, when Song Yufeng turned around again, the road was already empty, and the black carriage became a little bigger than a sesame at the end of the road.

Song Yufeng: "......"

Wu Xian waited patiently for him: "Come up?" ”

"I can do it myself." The corners of Song Yufeng's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly sacrificed his peach wood sword.

Fortunately, during this time, under the oppression of Wu Xian, Song Yufeng's sword skills have greatly improved, at least when he goes up, he will not fall a dog and eat again.

Thinking of this, Song Yufeng's waist straightened a lot.

He can!

He can!

So, Song Yufeng thought he was arrogant and raised his chin to Wu Xian: "Let's go." ”

Wu Xian glanced at Song Yufeng's legs with complicated eyes, hesitating whether to tell him or not, his legs were trembling......

For a moment, Wu Xian calmly retracted his gaze and rose into the air with Song Yufeng.

Song Yufeng had never tried to fly so high, and his movements were very jerky.

Wu Xian followed him unhurriedly, and from time to time when Song Yufeng was about to fall, he quietly helped him.

Inside the carriage.

Han Yue stared at the ice prism in Gu Zhihuan's hand with a complicated expression.

In the mirror, Wu Xian's small movements were completely exposed to him and Gu Zhihuan's sight.

Han Yue didn't want to be nosy, but Wu Xian's behavior was too strange, he opened his mouth, and said with some difficulty: "Senior sister......"

"Huh?" Gu Zhihuan turned his head slightly.

Several long disobedient strands of hair slipped from behind her ears and clung to the sides of her face.

Han Yue's hands were a little itchy, and he wanted to help her hold her behind her ears, but he still held back.

"Wu Xian seems to be very good to the second senior brother?" Han Yue asked.

Gu Zhihuan nodded: "Indeed." ”

"Why is he-"

"Are you envious?"

"Huh?" Han Yue was stunned.

Gu Zhihuan raised her hand and touched Han Yue's head, her movements were very fast, and when Han Yue didn't react, she had already taken it back.

"No need to be envious, I'll be better to you." Gu Zhihuan said lightly.

Han Yue's mouth opened wide.

He was about to ask something......

For the first time in his lifetime, Han Yue experienced what it was like to have a piece of paste in his head.

Gu Zhihuan had already thrown the ice prism into Han Yue's hand casually: "I'll rest for a while." ”

Han Yue looked at Gu Zhihuan with complicated eyes, and said sullenly, "Okay." ”

After a while.

Han Yue couldn't help but sneak a glance at the ice prism in his hand.

What does it mean to be better for him......

Han Yue pursed his lips.

Night.

Gu Zhihuan woke up and turned around.

Han Yue said in a low voice: "Senior sister, it's time to Ganzhou." ”

Gu Zhihuan moved her somewhat sour upper body, she took out the shark beads she was carrying, flipped through the news left by Chaolu, and said lazily: "The master is already waiting for us at the inn." ”

"What inn?" Han Yue asked.

"I don't know." Gu Zhihuan said.

"......" Han Yue's eyes twitched: "Didn't the master say it?" ”

"I don't know." Gu Zhihuan said.

"......" Han Yue was silent for a longer time.

Gu Zhihuan sat up: "I don't know the name of the inn." ”

Han Yue finally came back to his senses, he rubbed the corners of his eyes, and sighed a little helplessly: "Senior sister, you are playing tricks on me again." ”

The corners of Gu Zhihuan's mouth hooked, she got up coldly, and half of her face was almost next to Han Yue's face.

Han Yue was caught off guard, and his upper body instantly stiffened.

Gu Zhihuan said slowly: "Don't you like it?" ”

Han Yue's hands clenched into fists, and his expression was flustered.

Enjoy...... Like......

It's a pity that his mouth is like being sealed, and Han Yue's Adam's apple rolled up and down several times, but he couldn't spit out half a word.

He was so anxious that the corners of his eyes were a little red.

Gu Zhihuan chuckled and lay back: "Let's go, the master is waiting for us." ”

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