However, the closer he got to Feng Ling, the more intense the indescribable nausea and nausea became stronger, even though Long Jue had automatically turned off his sense of smell, the smell that was so disgusting that his blood could boil was still there.

Just when Long Jue's hand was about to touch Feng Ling's face, the disgusting feeling could no longer be suppressed.

"Gross-"

The contents of the stomach turned over and squirted out directly before Long Jue's hand touched Feng Ling's cheek.

It's squirting.

Even though Long Jue finally covered her mouth with her hand, a little of the spurt still spilled from the top of Feng Ling's head like a shower, and some fell on her hair and face.

Looking at the man whose hands were soiled by vomit and vomited wildly on the side, Feng Ling was stupid.

Say yes and love her?

What about the man who said that the good life is his man, and the death is his ghost?

I like her so much, why do you still vomit?

Because he had seen Feng Yun vomit before, Feng Ling knew very well that he had smelled the "smell" on his body.

But she's really depressed!

Even if she smelled on her, she had already washed it twice. When she was bathing just now, she really didn't dare to get even a little petal, for fear that he would want to vomit after getting some strange fragrance.

As a result, her skin was about to fall off, and he still thought she stinked and she was disgusting.

"What the hell did I stink? You've always thought I stink, you think I'm disgusting, but others can't smell it. Brother Yun, if you don't like me, you don't like me, why do you dislike me after you say you like me? Woowoo woo ......"

Long Jue is really drunk.

Seeing Feng Ling crying with pear blossoms, he was really distressed.

Although she used to use him and hurt him like that, he couldn't see her cry.

Who let him witness her birth and grow up with her since childhood? Who made the master he respected her father?

"Don't cry!"

Long Jue stretched out his hand to pull Feng Ling, indicating that he did not dislike her, but when his hand was about to touch, the special reaction produced by his body made Long Jue spit out even more wildly, and he couldn't even speak.

The dragon was drunk.

Feng Ling was also drunk.

Only Feng Yun, who was far away in a small town on the edge of the Beizhou Continent, couldn't help but smile.

Isn't it like? Isn't it love?

Let's be together!

The feeling of asking for nothing and loving but not being able to do so, the two of them can experience it well.

Originally, I was worried that my doppelganger would be broken by Long Jue, but now it seems that it should be Long Jue who is broken.

took out a jade slip, and Feng Yun directly sent a message on it: "Xiao Tian'er, how are you doing in Dongzhou?" Is everything okay in the Temple of Souls? That's the force I established, that is, yours, you just treat the Soul Hall as our home, and tell Feichen if you have anything.

Originally, I planned to come back this month, but there are still things on the side of Zhongzhou, so I can't come back for the time being. But don't worry, I've come out of the Imperial Palace, and Emperor Qianzhong didn't do anything to me, so I'm very safe now, and you don't need to worry about me. ”

After speaking, Feng Yun began to close his eyes and cultivate again.

Now that Long Jue has occupied his clone, then he has no way to return to Dongzhou for the time being.

Fortunately, now his strength has reached the height of the ninth-level Spirit Venerable, if he uses the secret technique of the Feng Clan, even if it is the strength of the second level above the peak, he will have a chance of fighting.