"Ning'er, go back with me."

Ning Ning, who was extremely flirtatious, stopped his movements, supported Jiuyao's chest with his hands, looked at him with sparkling eyes, and said with some excitement: "What are you calling me?" ”

"Ning'er." Jiu Yao repeated it gently, seeing Ning Ning's tears in her eyes, her heart was slightly frightened, she hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes, and said softly: "Don't like me to call you like this?" Then I won't call ......."

"It's not."

Ning Ning buried himself in his arms, and said in an urn voice: "I like it, just call me like this!" There was imperceptible regret in his tone, but there was not a trace of tears on his face, and a sly light flashed.

Jiu Yao pursed his thin lips, his nascent mind was inflexible, and he also had a beast-like intuition, which made him very unhappy to be used as a stand-in, and he immediately implemented it.

"Ning'er is too ordinary, I don't think it's good." Jiu Yao pretended to think and said the nickname he had already thought of: "Yuanning, okay?" May you be freer than a kite, may you be safe and joyful, may you be ......"

"Irione?"

Ning Ning grinded these two words between her lips and teeth, as if she had heard this name somewhere, and with a flash of inspiration, she knew where she had heard it.

Yuan Ning, the empress's name, is not known to outsiders, and if it weren't for the collection of classics in the Xuanwu Temple, she wouldn't know.

"Jiuyao, why do you want to take such a name?"

"I don't know."

"Don't know?"

"Hmm." Jiu Yao brushed away the broken hair on her cheeks, and spoke in a soft voice that could just come out of the water, "It's very suitable for you, so I said it, don't you like it?" ”

"Not really."

Ning Ning was so sincere that Jiuyao's eyes were poisoned and dumb, and she couldn't say anything to refuse, so she could only say mercy in her heart, the empress, the empress, took your name, and if she didn't want it, she would take a small amount, and it wouldn't be long before she would pay you back.

"Okay, you can call it whatever you want."

"That's a deal." Jiu Yao held Ning Ning's cheek, closed it slightly in the middle, squeezed her small mouth slightly, and shouted one after another: "Iris Ning, Iris Ning, Iris Ning, Iris Ning ......"

"Alright, don't keep yelling." Ning Ning was so inarticulate that she stopped Jiuyao, and her mouth that couldn't close her mouth squirted out a small bundle of saliva and splashed on Jiuyao's chest, she wiped it in embarrassment, "What, I didn't mean it, the cycle of cause and effect was caused by yourself." ”

Ning Ning was shocked that the last tone was not very good, glanced at Jiuyao's face, pulled away his hand stickily, put his hand on his neck, twisted and swayed, "A slip of the tongue, don't be angry!" Good no good? No, yes, angry, well. ”

Sajiao has been trained perfectly, seeing that Jiuyao's face was a little gloomy, Ning Ning took the hot iron and jumped over, like a koala hanging on Jiuyao's body.

Jiuyao, whose face was red, breathed sluggishly, his eyes didn't dare to look at her, and he stumbled and said, "Iris, this posture is not good, you come down quickly." ”

Ning Ning held Jiuyao's moving face, and pretended to be surprised and teased him: "My little face is hot, I thought you were infected with wind and cold, and there was not much wind, why are you so red?" ”

"Irione." Jiu Yao pulled out his cheek, lifted the falling Ning Ning up, put his five fingers into a fist on his waist, and said with an embarrassed smile: "My skin is thin and my flesh is tender, and it is normal for me to be red when I am blown by the wind." ”

"Really?"

"Yes."

Not wanting to expose the disguise of Jiuyao's hard support, Ning Ning swayed her legs with pleasure, "Jiuyao, you are so cute!" I like you so much. ”

Caught off guard by confession, Jiuyao was like an erupting volcano, he couldn't stop for a minute or a second, he walked out with his legs pulled, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "I... I like you too. ”

The Jairian who were fed a mouthful of dog food lay on the ground without love, only hearing the sound of talking.

"Boss, don't you save the nun?"

"Heh, whoever has the ability will save it. You and I combined, no one has the power of a finger, and if you go up, you are asking for hardship. ”

"However, that female cultivator resolved the grudge of my clan and did not save her... It's hard to hear, isn't it? ”

"They definitely have a leg, they can't help each other, but it will ruin their good deeds, forget it, don't make a move......"

"No, what book are you reading? What kind of mess is taught? I'll burn your book when I go back. ”

"Don't, boss, I was wrong, don't talk nonsense anymore."

The ink-colored gilt boots stood in front of the eyes of the Jair Clan, Hua Weilan half-squatted down, put her hand on the wound of the Jair Clan, gradually increased the force, poked her fingers into the wound, and said sharply: "Where is the woman who fought with you just now?" ”

The Jairian people were in pain: "No, I don't know. ”

"Don't know?" Hua Weilan took out the sword refined by the Jair Clan, put it on their necks, and slid it slightly, blood gushed out, and he smiled gloomily: "In this case, you are useless. ”

Jian: "Hua Weilan, as the prince of the Linqu clan, you should know what kind of danger you will bring to the Linqu clan if you kill us, you ......"

"So what?" Hua Weilan didn't care, and the blade of the knife wiped repeatedly on them, "Now, I am alone, where is the prince, I will take my life, and it will not hinder anything to kill you." ”

"Chief, though we die, we are still glorious."

"Shut up."

The two sides are playing, and one side will eventually lose, however, the Jairian clan lost very completely, and he said slowly: "Someone took away that female cultivator, we were suppressed by the bloodline and couldn't move, so we ......"

Hua Weilan put away her vicious expression, piled up a kind smile, not to discuss but to notice, and said, "Today, none of you saw it, right?" “

"No, you...... Oh, sir, what are you kicking me for? ”

Ignoring his subordinates, the great demon of the Jair clan happily accepted his proposal and said frankly: "We don't care about the affairs of the Linqu clan, you can rest assured, you didn't say it, and we won't leak half a point." ”

"That'll do." Hua Weilan threw away the knife in her hand, put her hands behind her back, and walked out with steps that her six relatives did not recognize.

The afterglow swept towards the elk on the sacred tree, a touch of pain crossed his eyes, and he left resolutely, as if the glance just now was a mirror and could not be real.

"Master, Xiao Ning is not here, he was taken away."

Autumn Wanluo's expression was solemn, his divine sense extended to the entire demon world, and he couldn't find any trace of Ning Ning, so he was so exhausted that he withdrew his divine sense, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with sharp eyes: "Weilan, do you know where the demon clan can escape the search of divine sense?" ”

Hua Weilan: "Master, Weilan has been away for several years, although I am not sure, there is indeed a place, and the divine sense cannot be detected, but it ......"

"Say it."

"The high priest of the demon clan - Elk Huai has a magic weapon, which can give birth to a heaven and earth, which only exists in legends, and no one has ever seen it." Hua Weilan frowned, "Elk Huai's thoughts are old-fashioned, if you come to the door to ask directly, I'm afraid you will be blasted out, and it is possible for Zhang Bang to chase and kill." ”

"Sss Ji Meng hugged Mo Bai in his arms tightly, and his face was wrinkled: "Tsk, so miserable? So what to do? ”

Hua Weilan: "Elk Huai doesn't know who is fascinated, it will take a few days to wake up, we might as well wait for the rabbit, I don't believe it, I can't wait for ......"

"Yes." The autumn evening is final, "but... It's only three days, and if he doesn't get into the magic weapon, we will grab it. ”

(End of chapter)