The sound as sweet as honey fell into the ears of the white-clothed monk, but it was comparable to a talisman.

Seeing that, he was about to be dragged in front of Ouyang Feifei.

He was ruthless, took out all the storage bags he had stolen with great difficulty, and threw them at Ouyang Feifei.

Ouyang Feifei began to think it was a hidden weapon, so she withdrew the edge and flicked it, and the storage bags were scattered and separated.

"That's my storage bag!"

The sharp-eyed monk immediately recognized his storage bag and pounced on it to grab it, and the rest of the monks reacted one after another, it turned out that the man was really a thief.

In order to grab the storage bag, those monks didn't care about Ouyang Feifei at all, and they all squeezed around her, one spell after another, making her tired of coping.

The whitefriar took advantage of the chaos and fled.

Su Wanyue also hurriedly slipped away with Ming Su.

She left a trace of thunder and lightning on the whitefriar's body, following the breath.

Su Wanyue tracked all the way to the bottom of the mountain, and the thunder and lightning aura suddenly disappeared.

"Senior Brother Ming, where did you say that person was hiding?" Su Wanyue asked.

Ming Su shook his head and frowned: "I don't know, his means of escaping are very powerful." ”

Puff~

Above the heads of the two of them, there was a pleasant laughter.

Su Wanyue followed the sound.

On a tree more than ten meters high a few meters away from her, Ouyang Feifei sat on the branch, shook her little feet and said, "Tu Nan, the only heir of the Stealing God Family, has no means to escape, isn't it a joke." ”

"Senior brother, have you ever heard of this name?" Su Wanyue raised her head and asked.

Mingsu shook his head: "I haven't heard of it." ”

Ouyang Feifei hooked her lips and smiled, flew down from the tree, shook her figure, and came to Mingsu.

She levitated off the ground, pressed her left hand on Mingsu's shoulder, picked up Mingsu's chin with her right index finger, and sighed: "What a cute little brother, why don't you let me kiss it." ”

Ming Su was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated, waved a spiritual power to knock her back, and reprimanded her with a red face: "No shame! ”

Ouyang Feifei turned around, landed slowly, played with her hair, and raised a sweet smile: "Little brother, why be shy, skin-to-skin blind dates are just human nature, haven't you ever kissed a girl?" ”

"Nosy." Mingsu blushed, threw off his sleeves and left.

Ouyang Feifei sighed slightly: "He's so cute!" ”

Say cute twice in a row.

Senior Brother Mingsu, in danger.

Su Wanyue sighed: "Senior sister, you are beautiful, but your vision is not good. ”

"How?" Ouyang Feifei made a move and looked at her curiously.

Su Wanyue said: "How can a third-class male cultivator like Senior Brother Mingsu be called cute? ”

"Third-class male cultivator? And this statement? Ouyang Feifei was even more curious.

Mingsu, who had gone and returned, also stopped and listened to what she had to say.

Su Wanyue cleared her throat and said, "These spirit stones are all divided into upper, middle and lower grades, why can't male cultivators be graded?" You're right? ”

“…… Right. "It seems to make sense.

"The types of male cultivators can be roughly divided into several categories, such as domineering, iceberg, gentle, cute, etc., and each category is divided into three categories."

"The first class among the cute male cultivators, when they belong to the kind of male cultivators who look cold, but in fact live a little tsundere in their hearts, don't be a girl, you talk to him, he always looks at you coldly, in fact, he may be snickering and snickering in his heart."

"Second class......

Su Wanyue didn't finish speaking.

Ouyang Feifei interrupted her aloud: "The first-class cutie you said, is there anyone who chooses it?" ”

"Yes!"

"Isn't the young master of the Nangong of the Divine Wind Sect such a person? You see that he usually has a stinky face, and he drags the two five and eight kings, and he lives like a little king...... Wang, well, Wangye, ah yes, he is just like the arrogant little prince of the mortal world. ”

"I like to be cool, pretend to be indifferent, but in fact, I am very arrogant in my heart, he especially needs you to care about him, coax him, tease him, just like a cloud cat, tease, he will feel comfortable."

"Alas~It's a pity ......"

Su Wanyue sighed regretfully: "Such a lovely person, but it doesn't belong to me, this is really a big regret in life." ”

She said, shaking her head, and turned to leave.

Ouyang Feifei touched her chin and thought for herself, is Nangong Yuan really so cute?

Su Wanyue glanced at her, turned around and saw Ming Su, and hurriedly made a gesture to him to slip away.

The two switched places.

Mingsu took out his portable house and placed it in the open space outside the crowd.

His portable house is a spiritual weapon made of hundred-year-old purple bamboo, which can be enlarged and reduced at will.

Can be scaled down to the size of a palm.

Enlarged, there are more than 200 square meters, cultivation room, refining room, bedroom, hall, study...... Everything but the kitchen sink.

The interior is also quite luxuriously furnished.

Su Wanyue sat on the purple bamboo chair in the lobby, smelling the faint fragrance of bamboo, raised her eyes to look at the structure of the room, and silently dismantled it into many parts in her heart.

Ming Su brought a plate of second-grade amethyst grapes, put it on the coffee table next to Su Wanyue, and said apologetically: "Senior Sister Su, I haven't drunk spiritual tea for a long time, so I haven't prepared tea, you can eat some spiritual fruit first." ”

Su Wanyue unceremoniously picked a grape and fed it into her mouth.

Mingsu was about to say that the skin hadn't been torn yet.

Su Wanyue had already spit out the whole skin on the empty plate next to her.

Ming Su couldn't help but wonder, Senior Sister Su was really informal.

He sat down opposite Su Wanyue and asked, "Senior Sister Su, when did you rank the male cultivators?" How I haven't heard of it. ”

Su Wanyue spit out her skin and said with a smile: "I'm talking nonsense, do you believe it too?" ”

Wildly...... Nonsense?

"Why?"

Su Wanyue didn't know what stage Ouyang Feifei's perversion had reached, so she didn't dare to say it rashly, so she only said earnestly: "A sister once said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more poisonous she is, and if you don't want to die ugly, stay away from her." ”

Beware of being refined into a puppet.

Ming Su nodded thoughtfully.

After thinking for a while, Ming Su asked again, "Then why did you tell her Nangong Yuan?" Aren't you afraid that Nangong Yuan will be killed by her? ”

"How is that possible?"

One is a big pervert, the other is a small spare tire, their encounter is absolutely wonderful, which is so easy to die.

……

A month passed.

After reading the middle and lower three volumes of the general history of the mainland, Su Wanyue has been immersed in her own research, occasionally coming out to find some refining materials.

Ming Su was curious: "What are you doing hiding in the refining room alone?" ”

"Secret. Su Wanyue hooked her lips and smiled, no matter how Ming Su asked, she didn't say.

After researching for so long, she finally made a preliminary teleporter.

The camera is transformed on the basis of the image stone, which can absorb images and sounds...... It is then passed out to form a holographic projection in the air.

Even if you don't enter the dojo, you can still hear Chu Xinghe preaching.

I don't know if Senior Brother Chu is willing to authorize.

Su Wanyue was apprehensive for a moment, but still sent a message to Chu Xinghe.

But a quarter of an hour.

An ordinary-looking male cultivator in Tsing Yi appeared in front of her, not looking at his face, just looking at his posture, Su Wanyue recognized him: "Senior Brother Chu." ”