"Then if you're tired, you can sleep for a while, I'll go first, haha." Li Luohan walked out first with a dry smile, stepped out of the door, and ran away with a smoke.

Li Luohan seemed to have a pursuer behind him, running all the way up the mountain, not daring to stop.

He also wanted to accompany the people in the room more, but when he thought of Master's words, he didn't dare to slack off for a moment.

The Academy of Qin Painting is the first immortal academy in the world, as the most noble master sister of Qin Painting, her cultivation is unfathomable, her status is prominent, and her morality is highly respected, he wants to stand by her side with a straight waist, only to keep getting stronger!

The cold became more and more pressing, and when he was about to reach the top, suddenly a crescent-colored afterimage passed by.

Li Luohan was startled and quickened his pace, "You stop for me!" ”

He can't be compared.

The more he went to the back, the more his physical strength couldn't keep up, but he ran and ran, as long as he thought of her, he had inexhaustible strength all over his body.

Sitting cross-legged on a snow-covered rock from the wind, the snow around him gradually melted as he continued to exercise.

Hearing the sound of panting like a cow, he lifted his eyelids and said lightly, "You, no."

His angry tone almost made Li Luohan go berserk.

Li Luohan really wants to beat people now, but he is self-aware, "As a senior brother, I have a lot of adults, so you can laugh at it, sooner or later, I will see your jokes!" ”

As soon as he found a rock higher than the wind and sat down, Lan Shen arrived.

Lan Shen looked at Li Luohan and secretly decided to work harder.

It is not surprising that the wind is faster than him, but Li Luohan has always been the slower, and much slower than them, today he only set off a little later than him, and he arrived, and the gap between the two is rapidly narrowing.

The three disciples were secretly competing, and the master who had left it alone was still sleeping lazily.

Qingyan tossed and turned wrapped in the quilt, always unable to sleep steadily, and finally she had to open her eyes and suddenly saw a pair of demonic Danfeng eyes.

"Huh!" Qingyan patted her chest, "Want to scare your mother and me to death?" ”

At night, Xiao knew that the "mother" she said meant mother-in-law.

He smiled charmingly, alternating his fingers on the quilt, ruffling her long hair and rubbing it on the tip of his nose.

Qingyan rolled her eyes.

He hadn't washed his hair in two days, and I don't know if he was satisfied with the smell of her oily hair.

"Instead of trying to be my mother, wouldn't it be better to be my queen, and one person will be above all the demons?"

Qingyan kicked him down, "Sick." ”

Xiao looked alive at night, and his skin was a little bloody, but it was actually very empty.

The deformed meridians have just been corrected, which is tantamount to breaking and reorganizing, and the vitality is greatly damaged.

If you want to move freely and recover the ten-layer strength, you still need to recuperate for a while.

Now he is not even as good as an ordinary person, and Qingyan kicked him out directly.

There was a fishy sweet smell in his throat, but he couldn't bear to make a sound, and there was always a wanton and enchanting smile on the corner of his mouth, sitting on the ground, admiring the thousands of styles of the woman who was lying on the bed.

If he doesn't cross the line, Qingyan won't be too lazy to drive people until the sun rises and comes back from the wind.

After bringing breakfast from the wind to the east kitchen, I saw a wild man in her house, and I picked it up and threw it out of the window.

Outside the window, under the eaves was the pig-killing bucket full of medicinal soup.

Plop.

At night, Xiao fell into the soup.

The medicinal soup splashed everywhere, and the ghost bamboo was damaged.

Cutting ghost bamboo and demons and monsters are the two extremes of mutual restraint, and what is good for Ye Xiao, the big demon king, is poison for it.

"Zila-"

Black smoke came out of the sheared ghost bamboo, which had been splashed with medicinal soup, but no one noticed.

After closing the doors and windows from the wind, he took out a set of clothes from the cabinet before lifting the gauze tent.

Qingyan hugged the quilt on both legs, holding the notebook and smirking while eating melon seeds.

Congfeng knelt on the edge of the bed, propped it in with one hand, and carefully picked up her scattered melon seed shells with the other, "I eat everywhere, and I'm not afraid of pricking myself." ”

Qingyan didn't hear it and continued to knock.

If she didn't stop, he would never finish cleaning up, and finally simply collected her rations.

"Give it to me, give it to me! I'm hungry! "Qingyan wants to get it back.

It was the only thing she could eat in bed.

I don't know when she hid under the pillow, her stomach growled, it was cold and she didn't want to get up, she touched such a bag of treasures, she was so happy, no one could rob her!

"If you eat so much, you're going to get angry, do you want to eat the three fresh vegetarian buns?"

Vegetarian buns?

She wants to think about it.

The little woman's eyes rolled around, and she asked again from the wind: "Porridge with shredded bamboo shoots?" Crystal dumplings? ”

Qingyan spread his hands, "Bring it." ”

Congfeng knew that she had taken the bait, so he walked out with melon seeds without saying anything.

He didn't bring breakfast into the house for a long time, and Qingyan wailed, "I'm starving, give me the dumplings!" ”

Hearing the sound from the wind, he began to tidy up the house.

The desk was not big, scattered with the books she had turned over, the brush was not hung up, and there was a ball of paper soaked in the inkstone for some reason, so black that I couldn't tell what it was.

Because he thought the ink would get his hands dirty, he planned to deal with it last.

Qingyan howled for a while and found that no one was paying attention to her, glanced at the clean clothes neatly placed next to her, and reluctantly put them on, "Stingy, what will happen if you help me get it!" ”

She muttered and grinded, and finally walked out from behind the screen slowly, saw breakfast on the table, and ran over, grabbed a small bun and stuffed it in her mouth.

Looking up from the wind, I saw her lying on the table, with a bun in one hand and a crystal dumpling in the other, gobbling it up like a starving ghost, and chuckled.

Qingyan heard his laughter, glanced at him, and continued to eat.

But in the end, it became a little more sven.

"What is this?" From the wind pointed to the paper ball in the inkstone.

Qingyan was weak-hearted, "What are you asking so much about a piece of waste paper?" ”

Congfeng originally just asked casually, but she specially emphasized that it made people suspicious.

In the past, when she first started to practice the Five Elements Talisman Formation of Simple Decision, she drew it very badly, and she threw it aside with great disgust, never in such a lump and soaked in ink, as if she was deliberately covering up something.

Congfeng: "Then I'll lose it."

Qingyan smiled and said, "Okay, let's lose it quickly."

After a night of ink, it was all gone, and when the wind saw that she was preoccupied with eating, she quietly picked up the black paper ball and opened it.

The paper outside is soaked in ink, and there is a small clean place in the middle, which can be vaguely seen to be a half-disraged man, and the neck is black above.

Well, this little woman is taking advantage of his inattention to peek at that kind of book again.

Congfeng frowned and looked at the next room with a condemning gaze.

She was so innocent, she blamed the master sister of piano painting for taking her badly, and always recommended this kind of improper book to her.

In fact, the senior sister was not in the house at all at this time.

"Woo la woo la~"

Outside, the cheerful voices of cubs could be heard.

The dining table was facing the door, and Qingyan looked up to see the senior sister riding a dragon back from outside.

As soon as the senior sister came, she saw Congfeng staring at the door of her room, as if she had some deep hatred.

She raised her eyebrows and asked Qingyan, "What are you doing?" Did you make a noise last night? I'm tied up with him, so it shouldn't be that much, right? ”