"Hahaha, the descendant of Wanren Mountain, actually made a divine promise, it's really funny, I don't know if she can afford you, you don't belong to a dog like you."

"What about you? What you have is your own. "As the son of the god of Wanren Mountain, Ling Jinxi has more powerful power, but as the old woman said, he has no choice, and his soul belongs to the god of Wanren Mountain by birth.

"Hahahaha, how many years have passed, the man of Wanren Mountain has come out again, but it is a pity that the god son of Wanren Mountain can only contract with an equal status, otherwise there must be many big clans who want to accept you as a divine servant." Divine power is the oldest spiritual power, and many large families will cultivate their own divine servants, use artificial means to create and control the so-called sons of gods, and then use them as their own slaves.

Only the god son of Wanren Mountain has a unique inheritance and cannot be tamed.

"It's so pure star power, it's really rare." The old woman was jealous, "But you look very young, and you don't even know what feelings are, so you can easily promise a lifetime, and you will regret it." ”

"Isn't the so-called affection a responsibility? Responsibility to a loved one, responsibility to her. "Ling Jinxi will not be easily swayed, as long as he believes in something, unless there is an absolutely credible reason, he will only listen to it.

"Hahahaha, what a child, what a naïve, a child like you, you don't understand anything, what if she betrays you? What about liking others behind your back? "The old woman's eyes are resentful, the more pure and beautiful things are, the more people want to destroy.

"Then she'll like it." Ling Jinxi felt that these people were very strange, between him and Ji Weiliang, it was a responsibility and a commitment, if Ji Weiliang liked others, then she liked it, what did it matter.

"Hahaha, for the sake of the Divine Son of Wanren Mountain, I promise that I will never make a move tomorrow." The old woman narrowed her eyes, to her, Wan Ling Mountain was much more important than the so-called martial arts masters.

Ling Jinxi didn't want to deal with that person anymore, weaving the Tibetan Star Sutra needed to be based on Ji Weiliang's Spirit Star, and the divine power and energy consumed were extraordinary, during this time, he was thinking about it when he was free, so he could barely catch up.

Sitting under the big tree, with his back against the trunk, one leg propped up, and his hand on it, Ling Jinxi leaned his head against the trunk and hurriedly fell asleep.

Got up at dawn, sorted out the description, and then began to practice the body, and after making sure that the physical activity was open, Ling Jinxi began to practice the sword.

There were more and more people around, and they were all looking at him.

If it was an ordinary person, he was afraid that he would be embarrassed and at a loss, but Ling Jinxi had no time to be embarrassed, he had to hurry up and cultivate.

"Ahh There was a small yawn above my head, and when Ji Weiliang woke up, Ling Jinxi had been practicing for more than an hour.

The short-haired young man, whose sweat was clear, stood under the tree and looked up at her in the tree.

"Are you awake?"

Lying on the side on the branch, the misty posture, like a sleepy cat, lying on his arm with his head sideways, Ji Weiliang's eyes were still covered with the moonlight brocade, and the long shallow blue brocade hung down. \./hand\./machine\./version\./first\./hair\./more\./new~~

"Hmm." Ji Weiliang slowly sat up from the branch, then stretched, she leaned on a higher branch, leaned back, and stretched her arms.

The sound of the joints of the click, the click of the button, she is also moving her muscles, hooking her toes, and stretching her posture.

Under the tree, Ling Jinxi kept looking at her, looking at her unique way of opening tendons.

She is like a cat, but also like a snake, pretentious, dense foliage forms a transparent gold background, fragments of light spots, colored halos, she is like dancing on the branches, performing for him alone.

Ji Weiliang moved quickly, forcefully pulling away the stiff muscles and bones that had slept all night, and she pressed her shoulder, which was still a little painful.

Click!

Ji Weiliang exerted his strength, and finally opened the activity.

There's no way, Ji Weiliang's body is like this, if the tendons are not fully opened, it will hurt here all day, where is it sore.

Before the crossing, Ji Weiliang's hobbies were sleeping, exercising or something, which was absolutely impossible.

But after the crossing, although Ji Weiliang is still a master of sleeping, he can control most of the difficult yoga in this body, and he must be strong and flexible.

But because of this, Ji Weiliang waited to be uncomfortable if he didn't open his muscles for a day.

So for her own good, Ji Weiliang will pull herself well every day when she wakes up, she loves it. (More exciting on the next page!) )

This is also the reason for sleeping on a tree, which is convenient to take local materials and hang yourself directly on the tree.

At the end of the tendons, Ji Weiliang moved his fingers and toes, and the sound of clicking and clicking was very decompressing.

Turning over and getting off the tree, Ji Weiliang picked up the water bag and went to the wellhead next to the post station to wash.

After everything was sorted out, she went to the post station and ordered a bowl of noodles.

Along the way, Ji Weiliang was like a human-shaped light bulb, and a group of people surrounded her wherever she went, pointing at her from time to time, and whispering everywhere.

No, she ordered a bowl of noodles, and a group of people were saying that she actually ate noodles.

So what's not? jj.br>

Doesn't she eat noodles and drink noodle soup?

Holding the noodles, Ji Weiliang returned to the tree, and Ling Jinxi was still cultivating.

"Did you have breakfast?"

"Ah, I ate a rice ball in the morning."

"It's almost noon, there's going to be a fight, have you eaten?"

"I'll talk about that later." Ling Jinxi still wanted to practice more.

"Take a break and eat." Ji Weiliang was very helpless, although this kid shocked her by eating for the first time, but he was a big family with difficulty eating, considering that he often didn't eat, did he bring Ling Jinxi with him, Ji Weiliang himself began to try to eat on time.

"Okay." Ling Jinxi wrinkled her nose, picked up the towel on the side and wiped her sweat, "What are you eating?" It felt delicious. ”

"Noodles, post house." Ji Weiliang gulped down the noodles, "You wait, by the way, help me return the bowl." ”

"Well, don't rush, you eat slowly." Ling Jinxi folded the towel, and then took the bowl that Ji Weiliang had eaten.

After a long while, Ling Jinxi came back, he had already freshened up again, and even changed his clothes, very ordinary teenager dress, the only thing that was not ordinary was his hair, the short hair was already soaked, and the hair on his forehead was all lifted by him, revealing his beautiful forehead.

So a dozen eyes Ji Weiliang was stunned for a moment, this kid usually looks well-behaved and cute and cute, this big back is combed, and people instantly notice his masculinity, what a high-spirited young man.

"Wow, you're pretty handsome." Ji Weiliang sincerely agreed.

"Huh?" Ling Jinxi didn't quite understand Ji Weiliang's strange words.

"That's why you look good." Ji Weiliang smiled generously. w_/a_/p_/\_/.\_/c\_/o\_/m

People who have been spying on them can't help but wonder, a blind man with strict blindfolds, saying that people are good-looking? What the hell is this!.