Women are strong must not, no matter whether a man has strength or not, any man has a strong dignity in his heart, and he will not like a strong woman who is higher and more powerful than himself, and he can't bear to be a woman pointing fingers in front of him.

If a woman is gentle and considerate, a man will feel happy to death, so a man is a strange animal, but it is definitely not an animal that only thinks with the lower body, a man who is not obscene is also a man who is psychologically abnormal.

In the heart of women, they always like men who dare to say and dare to do, for some men who claim to be gentlemen and are not practicable, they will only be regarded as beasts by women, I dare to assert that no man does not like beautiful women, and beautiful women also like beasts!

Mao Jiutian habitually touched his braincase, looked in the direction of Liu Qing, and thought that the bell must be tied to the bell, he is the master of Qingyuejun and the two after all, and he can't use strong means to suppress this matter, as long as he doesn't cause death, it is better for the young people to handle it themselves.

Liu Qing's unexpected transformation was unexpected, but there was a reasonable feeling, it was so indifferent, it actually produced an invisible magnetic field, and the huge attraction exuded from his body, which made Qing Yueshui's heart pound.

A strange feeling suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, Qingyueshui's cheeks were hot, and his eyes like autumn water reflecting the moon glared at Liu Qing, and when his little hand was twisted down hard, he felt that the back of his hand was hot, and he hurriedly retreated to his senior sister in shame, looking down at his toes.

Liu Qing shook Qing Yueshui's little hand without a trace, thinking that this little girl's little hand was really soft, but his eyes looked at Qing Pengjun with an angry face, and bent down again to apologize.

Wrong is wrong, I have nothing to explain, if my sister can't vent her hatred, you can kill me......!

Qing Yuejun learned from Mao Jiutian that Liu Qing was a new disciple of his uncle, and although he was extremely resentful in his heart, he couldn't severely punish Liu Qing in front of his uncle.

Looking at the second daughter of Qingyuejun who drove the sword away, Liu Qing sighed in a low voice, looking helpless, but secretly recalled the beauty of touching the little beauty's little hand before.

Women, it's really unreasonable, as soon as they meet, they do it indiscriminately, like a shrew wrapping their legs, whose fault is not known, what is there to explain......!

Fortunately, Qing Yuejun was already far away at this time, and he didn't hear Liu Qing's helpless emotion, otherwise, he would rather die and chop up this shameless kid and feed it to the dog, which may not be able to relieve the resentment in his heart.

Although Mao Jiutian was calm on the surface, when he thought of the eighth sister, his head was suddenly as big as a fight, for fear that the eighth sister would come to theorize, so he hurriedly led Liu Qing to the Dongting Peak where he lived.

Liu Qing followed his master Mao Jiutian to walk slowly, and saw the green mountains and clear water surrounding, and the birds spreading their wings between the blue sky and white clouds, and felt a lot more comfortable.

Liu Qing looked at the master in surprise, "Master, are we here, why don't you leave......?"

Mao Jiutian looked at the mountain peak across the river and nodded, and pointed to the towering Dongting Peak, "Apprentice, the top of the mountain is the place where the master practices, since you have entered my door, the teacher should also give you some surprises, so as not to lose my face ...... in the future!"

Mao Jiutian's body floated in the air as he spoke, and a ball of purple lightning appeared in his palm, which instantly expanded and expanded, emitting a dazzling and dazzling light, and threw it at Liu Qing with a wave of his hand.