Everyone in the world wants to seek a consummation, but don't you know that nine times out of ten unsatisfactory things in this world, where is there so much consummation? But it's always good to give her a hope.

Xiao Qingti naturally didn't know that so many thoughts had turned in Feng Huiliu's mind at this moment, she was quite relieved to hold one of Feng Huiliu's arms, relieved and curious: "I didn't expect you to have a soul gathering technique, this technique is really good, was it passed on to you by your original master?" ”

The wind froze slightly, this spell - he seemed to be born - -

He didn't remember that his master had taught him this......

However, this technique is extremely profound, if no one teaches him, can he be taught without a teacher?

Feng Liuliu knew that he was an unborn genius, but even he didn't believe in the genius to this extent-

If it's not self-taught, someone taught it, but who taught him?

He really can't remember it at all!

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, as if he had forgotten a lot. Maybe when all the souls are in place, he will be able to remember everything completely......

He didn't want to dwell on that anymore, after all, he didn't forget everything he thought he should remember, and that was enough. As for those little things, forget it! It's not worth much.

He patted Xiao Qingti on the shoulder and said an ambiguous word: "Probably." Okay, that's the end of the matter, we should go back too. ”

Flicked a finger at the golden-winged Dapeng, the golden-winged Dapeng jumped up, flapped his wings, glanced at the wind backflow with a sad look, and stretched out his head to express the dissatisfaction in his heart, and by the way, gave it a momentary hair.

Feng Liuyu flicked it again in the air, and said with disgust: "Look at the soil on your body, find a place to clean your body and come back!" If you have a grain of soil on your body, I will pluck you with a hair! ”

The golden-winged roc drooped his wings and hung his head in despair to find a water source to bathe.

Xiao Qingti looked at herself, she wore a light green skirt today, delicate like a newly bloomed willow branch in March, after this rush and toss, the light green skirt was slightly dark, and there were even a few gray and black at the corners of individual skirts.

Looking at his hands again, they seem to be a little dirty. There were even a few gray marks left on the sleeves of her coat where she grabbed the wind back—

She coughed calmly, and continued to hold his sleeve with her little hand: "Then should we find a place to wash it too?" ”

It's autumn when the sky is high and the clouds are light, the autumn tiger is still in full swing, the weather is still a little hot, and it is good to find a place to take a bath.

Feng Huiliu looked sideways at her gray little face, and then looked at her gray little hand holding her sleeve, the corners of her eyes twitched, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, and her eyes flowed like waves: "Lady, do you want to take a mandarin duck bath with your husband?" ”

Xiao Qingti was a little embarrassed, she was embarrassed to admit: "Hmm! "She usually wants to flirt with such a beautiful man, not to mention that now this beautiful man has become her husband, how can she be good enough to flirt and flirt?

Wind Returns: "......"

There seemed to be a flash in his eyes, his sleeves brushed on Xiao Qingti's body, a faint light flashed, Xiao Qingti's body immediately took on a new look, and the whole person seemed to have just crawled out of the dry cleaning machine, clean without a single speck of dust.

Of course, he himself used the art of cleaning, and his clothes and shoes were graceful and unparalleled.

……

For the sake of Mu Mu reciting half of the first word, give a ticket to express it.

Then say to yourself, roll over, wood!