Purple Spirit has been practicing for many years, and his backhand shattered that bit of spiritual energy, and there was a heavy sound falling in the air, and two lotus root entities smashed on the ground.

Zi Ling roared, and with a wave of his hand, he burned the lotus root with fire, and the sound of objects hitting them sounded in the silent room...

She couldn't get angry, threw the vase on the ground, and screamed loudly: "What lotus lotus, Sanskrit sound, Xing Yu, you are ugly!" ”

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The young man lying on the bed had his pointed ears pricked up, and when he heard Zi Ling's voice, he raised his lips, and his faint gaze passed through the side hall, the main hall, and wanted to see Yu Yin again.

The woman slept sweetly with her back to him...

Xing Yu turned around and rolled up his ears, curled himself up with his arms folded, hid in the corner and began to count the deer to sleep.

The next day, the sky was clear, and the figure of Xing Yu flashed in front of Yu Yin after getting dressed.

The young man stood in front of her obediently with his head down, his fingers hooking the ties on her waist and abdomen: "Master, are you still angry?" ”

Yu Yin glanced at him, this kid seemed to be a little paranoid, really obsessed with whether she was angry or not, and...

The tone and action seem to care about her very much, and the love is not worth a long point.

Yu Yin shook her head, "No." ”

The young man looked at him, his eyes curled, and he exposed the tips of his two small ears again, and his voice was docile and well-behaved: "Touch it for the master." ”

Yu Yin likes the tips of his little ears, so he pinched them, and then in addition to washing and eating, the boy always erected a pair of small ear tips, once she let go of her hand and didn't touch it, Xing Yu would have wet eyes to look at her, like a poor puppy, provoked Yu Yin on the way to the preparatory ceremony for the Jin Competition, his wrists were hurting.

Next month's Monk Contest held a ceremony today, and representatives of sects at all levels gathered in the Tongling Square, and the crowd was extremely noisy.

Yu Yin and Xing Yu rode the wind, the noise gradually became smaller, and everyone looked at the two last members.

Yu Yin is wearing a red robe with an embroidered whale totem on the hem, her long hair is scattered behind her, and her white neck forms a visual contrast with the bright red placket and ebony long hair, which is seductive and seductive. She wears a string of beads on her hand, partial, and beautiful, alienated and amorous blended together, not like a monk but like a goblin, or a high goblin that makes people full of desire and cannot conquer.

"That's the Second Elder of Qinghui? It's better to see than to hear, it's really beautiful. ”

"How do I feel like she's changed? It used to be like a beautiful piece of wood, but now it's so smart. ”

"Okay, okay, don't think about it, it is said that the relationship between the Qinghui sect is very chaotic, and the master of the sect also attaches great importance to Sanskrit."

"She's followed by her, that's her son? It's Xing Yu, I rely on it, and her master looks really harmless to humans and animals, how can she not even blink an eye when she kills our ten disciples. ”

"Ten ?!! That kid looks like he's only a weak crown year, is it really that powerful? ”

"You spicy chicken, those people who killed are all my people! When that day comes to your door, I hope you will praise him as well. ”

"Hmm... Although but... I think he and his master look like a good match. If I had dreamed of Sanskrit, I would wake up laughing. ”

Monks only have skills, no more than the supernatural ones in the last days, everyone can hear words from a hundred meters away, Yu Yin judged according to the eyes of those people, and looked back at Xing Yu.

The young man lowered his eyebrows, his temperament was clean and flawless, his thin lips and the corners of his mouth were straight, a pair of bony hands were placed in front of him, and he was wearing the same beads as Yu Yin on his wrists, feeling Yu Yin's gaze, the young man suddenly bent his eyes, the corners of his lips rose, and he walked to Yu Yin's side very obediently, picked up her wrist and put it on his lips: "Does the master still hurt?" I'll help the master lick it, it will be very comfortable..."