After Jing Ge left, Ye Eleven asked Bai Yeling: "Lord, it's not early, do you want to prepare to go down the mountain?"

Bai Yeling looked at the direction of Jing Ge's departure, and said coldly: "Think of a way to stay overnight." ”

After he finished speaking, he threw the problem to Night Eleven, and walked in the direction he didn't know by himself, disappearing in front of people.

Night Eleven: "......" he shouldn't have followed, he should have let Night Eight come!

He really doesn't want to face Zhou Hongyu at all, this kind of thankless thing, don't take the initiative to ask Ying to come next time.

Night Eleven's heart is constantly slandering.

Jing Ge returned to the room, and Meng Feifei and the little fat man squeezed in together.

The two walked into the door almost at the same time, and because the little fat man was too fat, both of them were stuck at the door.

It took a while before he walked in.

Although Meng Feifei recognized him as a friend, after entering the room, he still couldn't help teasing the little fat man: "Fatty, you really should lose weight." ”

The little fat man pinched the round flesh on his stomach and said, "I'm not called fat, at most it's round." ”

"You can't see your chin anymore, it's still called mellow, why don't you say that you are going to become a Buddha?" Meng Feifei rolled his eyes and said.

"Maybe I was really a Buddha in my previous life, that's why I was so round in this life, look at my ears......" The little fat man suddenly approached Meng Feifei, pulled his ears, and said seriously: "Look at my ears, are they very round? My mother said, this is called Fuxiang, and it is the same earlobe as the Buddha." ”

The little fat man chattered endlessly, and the more he talked, the more sure he was that he was a Buddha in his last life, and he was trained in this life.

Meng Feifei opened his brain, and he was willing to bow down.

After hearing the calluses in his ears, Meng Feifei finally couldn't stand it anymore, hid behind Jing Ge, and begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, don't say it anymore, I'm about to vomit." ”

The little fat man pinched his earlobe and said to himself, "I may be a Buddha ...... incarnated by the God of Food." ”

"Alright, go back and rest. ”

Jing Ge drank half a pot of tea, and finally couldn't listen to it anymore, and began to drive people away.

Meng Feifei and the little fat man left obediently.

Jing Ge returned to bed and meditated for half an hour.

After feeling sleepy, I fell asleep with my clothes closed.

After learning the lesson of the last time he was suddenly broken into, Jing Ge never changed his clothes again when he slept on the mountain.

In order to prevent someone from suddenly breaking into and discovering his daughter's body.

In such a dangerous place, the more careful, the better.

Soon after Jing Ge fell asleep, the unclosed window was suddenly opened from the outside.

A red figure burst in.

The man came to the edge of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and stared at Jing Ge who was asleep.

Seeing Jing Ge sleeping, he didn't even dare to change his mask and clothes.

A hint of distress flashed in his eyes.

Bai Yeling only sat in the room for a short moment before getting up and leaving.

The next day it was slightly cool, and Jing Ge woke up.

As soon as she washed up, someone immediately came to rumor that Elder Zhou was looking for her.

When Jing Ge heard this, he wiped the water stains on his face with a small white towel, went out and followed the disciples of Luoyang Peak, and came to Zhou Junming's residence.

Before I entered the door, I faintly heard a voice talking inside.

Jing Ge stepped inside.

I saw that in addition to Elder Zhou on the main seat, there was also a man with a tall posture and a proud posture.

"Elder Zhou is good, the Demon Realm Supreme is good. Jing Singer placed it in the heart position and bowed his head slightly.

"Sit down, I came to you alone this time, and I have a good thing to tell you. Zhou Junming said.