Chapter 46: The heart is soft

"Re-editing. He retracted his sleeves indifferently.

Erer glared and shook his head again and again: "To be honest, how can you be called an editor." ”

Being able to let her live for so long is indeed much more broad-minded than she imagined, besides, he can not save Senior Brother Meng Wan, after all, it really has nothing to do with him, since he is willing to let go, it is goodwill.

Err starry eyes starry at him.

Li Ye was a little uncomfortable when he looked at him, and turned his head with a light cough, thinking to himself who could not praise her for this.

Staring at the ethereal clouds in the distance for a long time, he couldn't hold back, and glanced at her again.

The man was still looking at him, his eyes were shining, like a jewel falling into a lake, and when she met his afterglow, she raised her eyebrows and grinned sweetly.

“......”

What's so funny!

The roots of his ears were hot, and he pursed his lips from Ye Death, and saw the eaves of Shangbing Palace coming out of the clouds from afar, he immediately sped up his speed and rushed back to the main hall like a stream of fire.

Erer was so shaken by his walking clouds that he almost didn't stand firm, and stumbled to the door of the Upper Bing Palace, and he was able to hold on to the doorstring of the main hall before he was staying.

What's going on? She was a little dazed.

Zhen Huan Gong followed him to the ground, his expression was very strange, and when he passed by her, he stopped in a rare condescending manner.

"He has always been so virtuous in front of you?" he asked.

Erer immediately waved his hand: "It's none of my business, I didn't say anything." ”

Who is going to pursue her!" Zhen Huan Gong frowned and wanted to ask again, but looking at this little fairy's stupid appearance, he felt that he couldn't ask anything.

How could Li Ye move his heart for such a person, it was impossible and impossible, no matter how he thought about it, he was too worried.

Flicking his sleeves in confusion, Zhen Huan Gong stepped into the door.

Li Ye didn't go to the throne, but went behind the screen, Zhen Huan Gong stood in the front hall, staring at the pile of bells and whistles for a long time in incomprehension, and then turned his head to Erer and said, "There is not much time to delay, you go and call him out." ”

"Good. Without much thought, Erle turned around and walked behind the screen.

The big guy was sitting at the tea table with his back to her, pouring tea leisurely, and he didn't look back when he heard her footsteps, but said, "I'm very tired." ”

I don't have the energy, I want to rest, I don't want to help.

This resistance was obviously a little cute, Erer smiled, walked over and obediently slapped him on the shoulder: "Otherwise, you can tell me directly how to nourish your spirit, and you won't delay your rest." ”

"Don't want to talk. ”

"Then compare and compare. She reached out to him and moved her fingers nimbly.

This action was a little funny, and the corners of Li Ye's mouth were slightly hooked at a glance, and he suppressed the smile seriously.

"Cultivating the soul needs a magic weapon as a base, your senior brother's cultivation is easy to do, just go to the warehouse of Shangbing Palace and pick up something at will. He disliked the authentic way, "It's just a little troublesome." ”

Er'er suddenly turned his head and wanted to look for the magic weapon, but as soon as he turned around, his wrist was grabbed.

"What's the hurry. He frowned.

"Zhen Huan Gong said that he couldn't delay any longer. ”

Li Ye snorted coldly, and his chin clicked on the lampstand on the table intentionally or unintentionally.

Erer looked over and suddenly found that this lampstand was glowing with a layer of soft light, and it was also a magic weapon.

"Human life is short, and it has always been like a candle and wax stand. He said, "This is the most suitable." ”

He said he didn't want to help, but he even got his things ready?

The big guy's eyebrows are too hard, but why is his heart so soft?

"Thank you. She clenched the candlestick and took out the glass bottle from her sleeve.

The man sat still, sipping his tea.

But when she was about to start to transfer her brother's spirit into the candlestick, the big guy sighed dissatisfied.

As soon as his eyebrows moved, Erer immediately turned his head modestly and respectfully, lowered his body and asked with a smile: "How should this be turned?"

"None of this?"

"The little fairy is stupid, please ask God for advice. She squinted and smiled.

Reluctantly took the candlestick, Li Ye made a move, and with the divine fire as the guide, he cleanly turned Meng Wan's spirit into a fire and lit it on the wick.

"Use spiritual power to make lamp oil, and raise him until he can burn a three-inch high fireworks, and then he can drive back the body. ”

Er'er looked at it with novelty, and when he heard this, he immediately poured out the spiritual power on his body and kneaded it into a thick lamp oil.

She tried all her posture to see that Li Ye was very unpleasant, but he didn't say anything, just looked at it coldly.

After hitting the Wushou Bell, there was not much spiritual power left in her body, and then she was used as lamp oil, and her little face instantly turned pale, but she was happy, touched left and right, and gave out all the remaining spiritual power in the meridians.

After giving, he couldn't stand steadily, and staggered to the stool next to him.

"Is that all it takes?" she asked happily.

Li Ye didn't want to pay much attention to her, and his face turned to the other side, but her spiritual power was exhausted, and she was dizzy, and if he didn't pay attention to her, she was about to be planted on the ground.

Reaching out to fish her over, he said viciously: "No, you need lamp oil tomorrow, and you also need lamp oil the day after tomorrow, your little spiritual power can't raise his spirit." ”

These words were almost put to the side of her ear and gritted her teeth, and Er'er shuddered slightly, and her cheeks trembled.

"You ......," she said in a trance, "don't be so fierce." ”

She hadn't seen what he looked like when he was really fierce.

Impatiently gathered her robe, Li Ye wanted to pick her up and carry her into the quilt, but at this moment, Zhen Huan Gong outside finally couldn't wait any longer, and angrily crossed the screen.

"What the hell are you ......?"

Do.

The last three words didn't come out, and turned into suddenly constricted pupils.

The two reflections in his pupils were ambiguous and charming, and he could see that he took three steps back.

In broad daylight, Li Ye actually pressed the fairy on the bed!

Shameless!

"Let her go!" he yelled.

Li Ye was about to cover the little thing with a quilt, but when he heard this, his face immediately sank.

"Let go of whom?" he said, looking up.

"You still ask!" Zhen Huan Gong blushed and stomped his feet on the spot, "You haven't married an immortal, how can you ruin someone's reputation like this." ”

Erer lay dizzy, only to hear someone roaring, but not to hear what he was saying, vaguely heard the fame, but a little surprised. Cultivating immortals, isn't it true that she doesn't talk about the rules of the world, the big guy has always been very close to her, if she talks about fame, then she will be guilty.

In her thoughts, the big guy is with her, and the big guy is the one who suffers.

So, even if he was a little unconscious, Erer shrank into the quilt in shame.

When Li Ye saw it, his face was even more unsightly, he waved his hand and got up, and the phoenix killing knife fell into his palm with a long roar.

"Wait. Realizing that he was not here to meddle in his affairs, Zhen Huan Gong hurriedly raised his hand to stop the dispute, "Save people first, this spirit of Qiantian is more serious than the injury of that mortal, if you don't think about anything else, you should also remember that he helped you 30,000 years ago." ”