What kind of existence is Feixian Mansion, Yan Xingge and Xia Yanbing don't know each other very well, but there is one thing they don't dare to forget. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Two hundred years ago, a golden immortal came to the heavenly court above the nine heavens, holding a spear in his hand to pierce the clouds, and the target was directly aimed at the Feixian Mansion, but he was easily crushed to death by a finger flying out of the Feixian Mansion, and his body and soul were destroyed.

Is it shocking? Is it exciting? Yan Xingge didn't know what kind of feeling he had, he only remembered that his knees were weak and he knelt down.

"It's impossible, Xingge, you're lying to me. ”

Xia Yanbing's pupils shrank into the tip of a needle, and a finger trembled and pointed at Zhou Rushi not far away, his body trembling like a sieve.

Yan Xingge smiled bitterly, he gently hugged Xia Yanbing's waist, and said: "I can't tell you the origin of this son's identity as a husband, but he is indeed from the Feixian Mansion. Okay, Bing'er, don't be cranky, fate comes and goes, right and wrong, go with the flow, I think the encounter between Ling'er and Zhou Ruyi is a blessing or a curse. ”

"Hmm. Xia Yanbing hummed lightly and glanced at Zhou Ru is deeply, which meant something incomprehensible.

Young men and women snuggle, and middle-aged men and women also need to snuggle.

When Xia Yanbing calmed down and hugged Yan Xingge tightly, she suddenly felt a diaphragm in her lower abdomen, as if there was a wooden stick against her, which was very uncomfortable.

So, she looked down to investigate, her eyes flowed, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she laughed into a puddle of laughter.

"Bad guys!"

With a slap on the small tent propped up by Yan Xingge, Xia Yanbing's face turned red and his breathing became short.

"Shh

Xia Yanbing lowered her head and didn't speak, she gently unbuttoned her skirt and flew countless autumn spinach towards Yan Xingge, the meaning is not too obvious-Xianggong, since you are all hinting at the slave family, then come on, let us have a hearty battle!

"Poof~"

A mouthful of old blood spurted out, and Yan Xingge's legs kept trembling.

"Bing'er, didn't we just do that today? Besides, you've had more than a hundred times today, let your husband take a breath and rest, okay?"

You can have a leg for your grandmother, and if you don't serve the old lady well, the old lady will chop you alive!

Whew, Xia Yanbing pounced, and a middle-aged uncle was fiercely pressed under him, bursting into tears, and kept wailing in his heart - Zhou Ru is you bastard, you hurt me!

Teacher Yan, you can slowly enjoy the grace of the teacher, 233333~

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On the swing, Zhou Ruis and Yan Linger snuggled sweetly.

The afternoon sun shone warmly on their bodies, very warm and comfortable.

Holding the beauty in his arms and smelling her fragrance, Zhou Ru wanted time to stop at this moment.

But that was not possible.

"My wife, it's getting late, it's time for me to go. ”

Zhou Ru held Yan Ling'er's little face with both hands, gently pecked her little pink lips, and said with a smile.

"Do you want to go, can't you spend more time with Ling'er?"

Yan Ling'er's expression looked very lost, her face darkened, and she lost her brilliance.

Zhou Ru hugged her tightly in distress and promised: "I'll come over tomorrow, I'll surprise you then, okay?"

"Really? Surprise! My husband, you are so good, slave is so happy!"

Muma, let's chirp two waves, Zhou Ru is face is one on one side, and Yan Ling'er's lip print is clearly imprinted.

Zhou Ru touched his lip prints, and said very happily that he really wanted to stay with his own kiss Ling'er wife, but the dog men and women in the cave couldn't help but help him, helpless, resentful, and reluctant, Zhou Ru left the West Cross Courtyard, got out of the Frost Palace, and went straight to the Evening Ju Peak.

There are nine peaks in the kendo department, and there are nearly a thousand disciples in each peak, and these thousand disciples are uniformly arranged by the academy on weekdays, but the usual cultivation is handed over to the peak master of each peak to guide.

It's similar to how universities on Earth teach.

Classes are chosen by the students, but after returning to the dormitory, all the problems of study, accommodation, and life are solved by the counselor.

This peak master = the counselor of the counselors, that is, the boss of the counselors, is very bullish to say.

That is, to manage your eating, drinking, and Lazar in life, but also to teach you to be a man, to teach you to cultivate, every peak master is like the disciple's parents, and is very respected by the disciples.

Of course, he is also very busy, such as Li Daoxiao, the peak master of Evening Ju Peak.

Li Daoxiao has been busy these days, and at the same time exhausted.

There are more than 1,000 disciples to take care of at work, and I am still worried about my precious daughter and my own beast apprentice.

"What's wrong with marrying Luo Badao, you have the resources, the strength and an extremely protective father-in-law, Shu'er, you will definitely be happy in the future~"

Li Daoxiao lay on the chair as softly as a tiger skin, and his uncle's face was full of melancholy and shame.

"And you, Huang Wubian, brute, why am I blind, I accepted such an apprentice as you, and I didn't even let go of my own junior sister, beasts, scum~"

The tea cup was smashed to the ground by Li Daoxiao, and it was shattered, and the tea soup mixed with tea leaves splashed everywhere.

Humming and panting, Li Daoxiao said that his liver hurt, he stroked his forehead, glanced listlessly, and pushed the young man who pushed the door in, his expression was very helpless.

"Oh, father-in-law, don't be angry!"

The young man looked anxious, took small steps, and hurriedly walked up to Li Daoxiao, grabbed Li Daoxiao's palm and blew it, very worried about Li Daoxiao's appearance of hurting his palm.

The corners of Li Daoxiao's eyes twitched a few times, and he quietly pulled out the hand that was grabbed by the young man in the palm of his hand, feeling uncomfortable.

"Ahem。。。。。。 Domineering, uncle is fine, it's just that I'm sorry for you, uncle really didn't expect that Shu'er's child would be so impulsive and do such a thing。。。。。。 ”

Li Daoxiao was sad for a while, and the afterglow secretly swept the young man, with a sense of scrutiny.

Hemlock Peak is a towering tree, Luo Hemlock is a powerful and powerful lord, he is so bullish, his son Luo Badao should not be bad, in other words, I accepted the dowry, is it a wise decision to marry Shu'er to this son, I have to take a look.

In the past few days, Li Shu and Huang Wubian eloped, and while Li Daoxiao was thunderous, he also thought a lot, it is true that he is very powerful, but his power is also based on the happiness of his baby girl.

At the beginning, Li Daoxiao was very optimistic about Luo Badao, after all, he has a good background, his strength is progressing rapidly, and he has a very talented posture.

However, when Luo Badao forcibly broke into his daughter's boudoir, Li Daoxiao's impression of this kid began to change.

He realized that Luo Badao was not as good as he imagined, and maybe he made a mistake in his original decision.

"Heh, uncle, look what you are talking about, Sister Shu'er, is the goddess in my heart, she does anything wrong, I will forgive her~"

Luo Badao had a warm smile on his face.

He thinks he's doing well, he's very generous.

Unexpectedly, Li Daoxiao saw a trace of arrogance and conceit from his facial expression, my daughter did something wrong, and she shouldn't have done it, but it's not your turn to forgive him, boy, this sentence made the old man very unhappy~

Li Daoxiao's heart sank, and he was just about to test Luo Badao for a few words.

A violent knock on the door came into Li Daoxiao's ears.

"Report! Peak Master, the big fish has appeared!"

"What!"