Fourth Counter Plane: The Love of the Immortal Corpse King18



Mo Xiaomo blackened, looked at Xuanyuan Mo who was taking off his robe, and sighed secretly. It's really like like gathering, God is grouping!

I saw Hou Qing in mid-air, put away the Dark Flame in his hand, stepped on the void and walked down leisurely, drawing a small fireball, which bounced towards Xuanyuan Mo, who was undressing as if no one was around.

But I didn't think that the moment the fireball flew out of my fingers, I don't know if it was because I didn't control the firepower or something. A small fist-sized fireball becomes the size of a lantern, and then ......

I saw a trace of unbearable staring in Houqing's lilac eyes, and finally replied lightly: "Hey~, my hand is slipping, I'm sorry ......"

I only heard Comrade Xiao Hei scream, and it was completely dark.

"Ge Laozi~! Houqing, you are not ashamed! Sneak attack! Xuanyuan Mo jumped into the lotus pond with a thud and removed the rest of the clothes. Mo Xiaomo was frightened by his naked appearance, and his fingertips tapped the surface of the lake, and tragedy happened......

Seeing this situation, she knew that she should be in trouble, and she was helpless.

Mo Xiaomo could only trot and run to Hou Qing. Tilting his head and looking at Hou Qing, who shook his robe and was about to sit down, he made a cup of tea and served it with both hands.

Hou Qing glanced at it, and smiled at the well-behaved little apprentice, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes. Raised his hand and took the Yuqiong teacup in the little apprentice's hand and took a sip. After thinking about it, it seems that it is not bad to accept an apprentice.

She raised her eyes and looked at Hou Qing, with thin crimson lips and slightly upturned lips, which always gave people the impression that he was smiling. On the bridge of the tall nose is a pair of lilac phoenix eyes, which are shining with fine eyes, clear and transparent. To be honest, it's a shame that this thing ends up being a zombie. Although this temper is cloudy and unpleasant, this skin is indeed good.

Through these few contacts, she also understands Houqing's temperament. This product is a tsundere who likes others to praise him, but he can't praise him too obviously. As for the secrets of observing words and feelings, slapping horses, and seeing the wind and making Tuo, Mo Xiaomo is a perfect cultivator.

She glanced at the ice sculptures in the lotus pond, and grinned at Bai Cancan, Bai Cancan: "Master, what about Xuanyuan Gongzi?" "She really didn't know why she suddenly froze the lotus pond? It's true!

"Hmm~......" Hou Qing frowned and thought for a while, took his little apprentice to him, and looked left and right. Then he carried it on his shoulders and left Fuguang Mountain with the clouds.

Mo Xiaomo, who was resisted by Hou Qing, looked at the lotus pond that had already become a small one. After thinking for a while, he said, "Master, don't we unravel Xuanyuan Gongzi's technique?" ”

"No, he can't freeze to death, it's better for him to stay there and sober his mind."

"......" she sympathized with the little black who was still naked and became an ice sculpture.

"Master, where are we going now?" Mo Xiaomo felt that she was going to die of cerebral congestion.

"Go to Jizhou."

"Oh." Half an hour later, Mo Xiaomo looked at the mountains and forests in front of him, and asked suspiciously, "Master, where is this?" ”

Hou Qing didn't answer, and put down the little apprentice on his shoulder. Walking forward by herself, Mo Xiaomo took a look at the deep mountains and old forests, and now although she can make the whole ice sculpture or something, she doesn't know how to use it. I had no choice but to shake my head due to cerebral congestion and insufficient blood supply, and trotted with my little short legs to keep up.

Mo Xiaomo looked at the unhurried Houqing who was walking in front of him, and spat out old blood in his heart. Grandma Dean's, Master God should slow down, her little short legs can't keep up with the peat!

After walking for an hour, Mo Xiaomo leaned on the tree and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and when he looked down, he couldn't see Hou Qing's figure anymore......

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