"Thank you......" The familiar breath drilled into her nose, An Xueling frowned, "It's you?" Suddenly remembered that he was disguised at this time, and pretended to be authentic, "There is Lao Gongzi, you can be old, please please." ”

Didn't he make it very clear, what else was he doing with her?

Don't tell her that it's a coincidence.

Long Qingyuan snorted coldly: "Still pretending? ”

Is it true that when she dresses up as an old man, she doesn't recognize her?

As soon as he saw him, it was like seeing a scoundrel, and even if she turned to ashes, he would recognize her.

An Xueling coughed dryly, but she didn't hide it from him! "It's you, what a coincidence, you want to worship the Buddha, right? Go, go, there is no one in the temple, you please. ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

His wrist was suddenly buckled, and his body was pulled backwards with a strong force, and he hit him with his back again.

"You're almost!" An Xueling was furious, she didn't break away after a few struggles, and pinched his hand around her waist, "I'm a man now!" ”

And it's an old man, wouldn't it be too scary to be seen that the two of them are so entangled.

"Pretend to be a man, you're still far away," Long Qingyuan whispered in her ear, "Moreover, this seat thinks that your appearance is too much of an eyesore." ”

With a movement of his hand, he tore off her hat, pulled off the cloth towel that bound her hair, and her head was full of dark clouds, pouring down like a waterfall.

Speaking of which, the original owner has been abused for many years, malnourished, and although his body is thin, his hair is extremely long, his waist is extremely long, and he is black and thick.

Before, the original owner's temperament was due to his temperament, and he couldn't eat, so he didn't have the heart to take care of his hair, so he was messy and dirty all day long, and he couldn't see anything.

Now An Xueling is a clean-loving person, and it took six basins of water to wash and tidy her hair.

For this hair, shoot any shampoo, you don't need to add "duangduang" special effects.

It's just so naturally beautiful, there is no way.

"You ......" An Xue stepped on his foot angrily, "Do you hurt to be idle all day?" ”

Baba ran to stage a "hero saves beauty", how boring is he? Is it a cool and crazy president-style male protagonist who has nothing to do all day?

Besides, she still has a sticky beard, a human skin mask on her face, and suddenly a big long hair on top of it.

Long Qingyuan twisted his eyebrows: "What did you say?" ”

What hurts?

"......" An Xueling struggled hard, "I don't talk to you for more than half a sentence, and I don't plan to beg you, let go!" ”

Long Qingyuan said disdainfully: "Do you want to cure the county guard's illness so that you don't have to marry him?" ”

It's a shame that she came up with such a method!

However, according to her subordinates, she has never been able to treat diseases, and she is not afraid of being careless, and she will be punished to death by the county guard, and she will be questioned?

"It turns out that the person who followed me was sent by you," An Xueling calmed down, "Are you thinking that if I don't want to marry the county guard, I must ask you to help me get rid of it?" ”

Long Qingyuan was noncommittal.

Looking at this woman's calm appearance, maybe there is really any way to help the county guard heal, and I underestimated her.

However, the more this is the more interesting, how can the woman he Long Qingyuan look at is a simple and incompetent person.

"Then you think too much, dear," An Xueling patted his hand, "I have my own way of doing things, and I don't need to explain to you, we don't know each other, let go." ”

Long Qingyuan suddenly hugged her.

"Ahh You-" The body leaned back suddenly, An Xueling instinctively hugged his neck, and quickly let go, "What are you doing, let me down!" ”

Although there were not many pilgrims on the mountain, they also walked up in twos and threes, and when they saw a man wearing a mask holding a white-bearded old man with black hair, they were all so shocked that they almost rolled down the mountain.

This......

Long Qingyuan threatened, "If you move again, this seat will strip you naked!" ”

"You-"

"I don't talk in this seat."

An Xueling was angry and disdainful: "Are you a monk?" Don't say anything, cut, I'm still merciful. ”

Long Qingyuan smiled dumbly.

Every time he saw her, he would always be unable to control his emotions, either half angry with her, or couldn't help but laugh.

This has never happened before, and the only person who can affect his emotions is her.

An Xueling didn't struggle anymore.

Because she found that when her right leg hurt badly, someone carried her and walked, which felt very good.

She looked up and saw the half of his face below the nose, his thin lips pursed, revealing indifference and perseverance, and the skin on his face was good, so close up, there was no flaw.

"Look at what." Long Qingyuan lowered his head and met her sparkling black eyes, and his heart was inexplicably touched.

She always gave him a sense of déjà vu, which was weird.

"Look at who you really are." An Xueling touched the mask on his face, "I want to see ......"

"You dare." Long Qingyuan's voice did not change much, but the sharpness revealed was terrifying.

An Xueling pouted: "If you don't look at it, you won't watch it, if you beg me to watch it, I won't watch it." ”

Pretending to be a ghost, thinking she really can't guess?

The place where she woke up that day was definitely not an ordinary place, although the cold was heavy, the Yuan Force was abundant, although she couldn't cultivate, she could still feel this.

This man's subordinates all call him "Palace Master", if she guessed correctly, that place is the cultivation holy land of Long Yueguo-Wuhua Palace, this man is the Palace Master.

No one has ever known, at least she doesn't know, what is the name of the palace master of Wuhua Palace, only that he is extremely cultivated, moody, disrespectful of his six relatives, and cruel in his methods, and the reason why similar words are always placed on him is not an exaggeration.

The original owner and the master of Wuhua Palace have never intersected at all, and they haven't even thought about it, but they didn't expect that they would come over and the first troublesome person they met was him, which was too ...... Dog blood.

What if he is really the palace master of Wuhua Palace, and he subverts his three views too much, saying that he is moody and does not recognize his six relatives?

Well, it seems that there are some, but how can a person like him be interested in himself?

Thinking that Wuhua Palace was the cultivation holy land of the Dragon Yue Kingdom, and the Furong Country was one of the small countries belonging to the Long Yue Kingdom, no matter how he thought about it, it was impossible for him to pass by here by chance, could it be that he came to find him on purpose?

The reason?

Long Qingyuan was not angry: "Now is not the time. ”

She's still too weak, and she still doesn't know a lot of things.

I don't even ask, when is the time. An Xueling pretended not to hear.

Long Qingyuan wanted to laugh again: "You really don't want this seat to help?" ”

When the county guard is sick, he also knows that the disease that the imperial doctor can't cure, why should the little woman be.

"No, I don't." An Xueling's answer was categorical.

Long Qingyuan was silent.

An Xueling felt that her body was getting colder and colder, and this man wouldn't freeze her into a popsicle, right?

When she arrived not far from Farewell Village, Long Qingyuan put her down, and her figure flashed a few times, and then disappeared.

"What are you showing, is your cultivation remarkable?" An Xueling was relieved, but she was afraid that if he made further moves, she wouldn't be able to resist.

Standing and moving her legs, she felt okay and slowly went in.