The man pulled out a folding fan out of nowhere. It was shaking slowly all the way.

On the grounds that he had no spiritual power and was physically weak, he asked them to go over step by step.

Now some of the smoke in the valley was blown away, and he shook the folding fan.

If it weren't for the fact that the environment was a little wrong, it would be like a rich boy coming out for a spring outing.

The woman wore a black cloak, and no one outside could see her look. But she saw the man constantly pulling things out of his pocket, and she was silent for a while.

When did he pretend to be these things, even the woman couldn't help but ask.

Can you hold so many things in such a small pocket?

Shouldn't she say a word, a small body, but she has big dreams.

The noble boy walked slowly. It is hard to go not far away to 0.5 times the speed.

The women could feel the mood of the disciples beside them slowly collapsing.

Since entering the cultivation realm, it has been a long time since they have felt like this walking, and they also want to ask themselves.

Well, even if this man said that they were here to make soy sauce, they didn't believe it at the time. Now that I believe it, the entire undercover agent or secret guard of any force is estimated to be crazy.

The woman also looked at him lightly "as a demon".

Since his body has slowly improved, she has also found that he has slowly let himself go.

I didn't want to take a single step forward in the past.

The woman also cooperated with him step by step.

She didn't pay attention to the glances of the disciples beside her.

Their defensiveness against her is absolutely high.

If it hadn't been for the man holding her just now, she would have really moved to make them faint here.

Now, it is very likely that they have gone from suspects to criminals.

Anyway, there are a lot of goods received today, and the woman thought of this and walked slowly aside.

It's nothing to walk a few more steps with him.

By the time they reached their destination, the woman had walked for at least half an hour.

It's really miserable here. It's miserable in the truest sense of the word. 【@. &@最快更新】

It's mushy.

It's mushy.

The movement of the sword was not small, almost cutting off half of the hill directly. This kind of technique is really creepy to watch.

According to the disciples just now, someone sneaked attacked.

Then it seems that the sneak attack may have been successful.

The woman walked over to the man's side and looked at the stove that had clearly exploded.

Obviously, this is one of the murder weapons.

The explosion just now was quite loud, and now that I think about it, I'm afraid there is still the help of this thing.

I don't know which sect got this thing, and I thought I could exercise it, but I ended up in other people's ways. That's what happened.

The woman looked around faintly. Suddenly, almost instantly, there seemed to be a shocking wave in his calm and waveless eyes.

How could it be, how could it be here.

The disciples who were standing beside them had already returned to their camp.

That's all

It was the two of them who were left standing there.

Like a monkey being watched.

The man's handsome face attracted some attention. However, they all knew the situation, so they didn't say anything.

The woman's body stiffened, and the man stood beside her, thoughtfully, and asked her softly, "What's wrong?" ”

The woman retracted her mind and shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

The man looked around, and suddenly his eyes became dark.

The presence of the two of them is neither big nor small.

Shang Ming saw their two benefactors from a distance, and just stood there. Listening to other people's words, I realized that they were being regarded as sneak attackers.

Hurried over, followed by a delicate teenager.

The handsome young man saluted them, asked politely, and when he learned what had happened to them, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Forehead.

Should we say that their luck is so bad. Just happened to encounter such a situation, and at this moment, they definitely couldn't leave directly.

It looks like they don't have any sects. Shang Ming naturally regarded them as wandering around and making them home.

The sympathy in that eye was self-evident.

Man: "......"

What are you making up in your head?

In addition to Shang Ming's influence from his own junior and younger brothers, he is especially good at making up for his brain, he is also a very stable person.

This can be seen in the fact that after hearing what happened to them, he resolutely wanted to speak for them.

It's idle anyway.

The woman saw that the man was deliberately teasing this little disciple, but she was helpless.

Even the shock in my heart just now has been alleviated a lot.

The woman's face was indifferent.

The kind of unacceptability after the surprise should have been figured out long ago.

The thick cloak that covered her face did a good job of blocking everyone's curious gaze.

She didn't care about that.

Shang Ming was coaxed by the male protagonist, and left with confidence. And the long, cute little boy stood aside.

Instead of looking at the man, he looked directly at the woman.

The curiosity in that eye and a little expectation made the woman feel very inexplicable.

The man also saw this, and he still thought inexplicably in his heart.

No, she's wrapped up like that, can she still get the attention and admiration of others?

The belly in his heart was like this, and the man still blocked his body in front of the woman, and he knew that the woman didn't like to communicate with some people who were not close.

And their identity ......

In short, it is best to be able to mix in the past.

Ye Luo originally wanted to talk to the woman, or to probe the wind, but now that he thinks about it, he can't.

The woman just didn't want to say a word.

He was protected by a man again.

But the little boy is still dead. The inexplicable emotion told him that the person he had been looking for should be the person in front of him.

Almost

Roaring and trying to roar out.

That heart kept pounding.

Ye Luo's delicate face was full of apprehension. He can only put it all on his sixth sense.

He has a unique talent for divination. counts all the people in the world, but she just can't count her fate.

It's either that the heavens can't be revealed, or her identity is not ordinary. The heroine of this book, the woman who has all the luck in one.

Can you die so easily?

Ye Luo always uses such words to encourage himself to continue to persevere.

As long as the heroine appears, then if she can survive to the finale, she can go home.

It's a good place, but it's not my home.

The little boy looked at the woman, his big eyes full of complicated emotions.

The corner of the man's eyes swept over him, and he couldn't help but be shocked. Could it be that you really recognize her?

Or is it really deep-rooted?

If the woman heard her words, she would definitely give him a good time, regardless of his weak body.

Can drinking medicine also make the brain bad?

The woman's faint eyes swept over the man, and she really didn't have to think about what was going on in his mind.

So, that's what happened to the scene.

A delicate little boy looked at a woman dressed in black with tears in his eyes, the woman was disdainful of the boy, and a handsome man next to him stared at the little boy.

I'll go, the big show of the year.

Is it the emotional entanglement of that familiar script again?

Shang Ming, who had been fooled into regaining a little of his IQ, really almost fell after hearing the words of the other sect disciples commenting on this scene.

Don't talk nonsense, my junior brother and that female senior have just met twice.

Where did the love triangle come from. What the hell.

Shang Ming once again spurned the increasingly bohemian Xiuzhen message board. Such a title party should be completely banned.

We must not pollute our pure and lovely little disciples in this world.

Say no to a piece of false news.

The man saw that he had not succeeded in glaring at the little boy, and he smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the woman who almost didn't give him a look, the man was evil.

He leaned over to the woman, his lips almost pressed to her ear.

Such an ambiguous gesture almost directly caused a burst of exclamations.

There are quite a few people here who look at them.

The woman directly pushed the man's head over. Not even a second was delayed.

Here's how it goes on their side. On the other side, the brocade-clothed disciples dressed in embroidered green bamboo looked at them coldly.

The handsome man saw this, and it was originally his least favorite scene, but he watched it.

And the mood is very annoyed, as if his own things have been snatched by others.

Just when the man was about to kiss the woman's ear, Zhuo Rong felt that his hands were already clenched, and blood was flowing out.

The feeling of wanting to kill is now echoing in my heart.

This is beyond my control

The mood made him very annoyed.

I haven't had mood swings in years. He thought that without her, he would have no emotions.

And now looking at the movements of this pair of men and women, there is a surge of anger that wants to destroy the world.

It's like trying to kill the man who dared to blaspheme her.

Zhuo Rong's amber eyes were full of coldness. I watched the blood in my hands flow slowly.

The people around him are no

Dare to persuade him to heal his wounds.

The familiar pain struck, but Zhuo Rong maintained a faint expression.

The slender body stood there, which was originally a beautiful picture.

There are many female cultivators here, and there are not a few who secretly look at Zhuo Rong. But the young master never looked at these women. No matter what it is.

The disciples who have been with him for a little longer are afraid to mention any young lady in front of him, and the female disciples are good.

Because I know that in the heart of my young master, it seems that there is only that person, who is really the one who has left some marks in his heart.

Although I don't know if the imprint will not be too deep, it must be the most memorable.

(End of chapter)