Nangong Yue Ze's already out-of-shape face is now angry and even more ugly, and he doesn't plan to look at him with his eyes, but only glances at him with the corner of his eye: It's still that ugly. Snorted contemptuously and settled the matter.

This made Nangong Yue Ze more and more unhappy, and in a fit of anger, he leaned over and grabbed one of her feet with one hand in a rage, and lifted it upside down naked, rushed straight to the edge of the cliff, and shouted: "Do you know how much the deity has been blamed by the top over the years because I can't find you?!"

His movements were so rude and sudden that in an instant the veil had flipped and covered her eyes, and in her fright, her other leg with nowhere to put it reflexively kicked a few times, and her beautiful eyes, which she didn't want to see, suddenly opened and rounded, but vaguely saw that the man was about to touch the black boots on the edge of the cliff. After a while, sensing that there was no murderous aura around him, and thinking that he would not dare to really hurt herself, she closed her eyes, straightened her legs as straight as possible, and her body no longer struggled for half a minute, allowing her long waterfall hair hanging upside down to flutter casually with the fairy wind.

Yuehuan Song is covered with grass everywhere, even the top of the Song is also green, if you step on it with bare feet, it is very comfortable, yes, there are many unruly disciples who do not wear shoes and socks when practicing in private.

She was not dressed at the moment, her white and tender feet were sunken in the arches of her feet, and she looked more and more small, and the contact between his hands and her skin and skin was rapidly burning from the initial temperature, and he wondered that he was abnormal, and he was not at all disgusted with the touch of this woman who had always been unreasonable, and on the contrary, he was subconsciously unwilling to let go of her easily.

Nangong Yue Ze just carried her for a long time in a daze, without saying a word.

Haunting is not a bat-like spiritual creature, after being hung upside down by him for a long time, she feels that her stomach and intestines are turning upside down, her chest and brain are sullen, she is a little anxious, and under the unbearable unbearable, she is out of breath and says: "Nangong, if Nangong Zhangsong wants to relieve his anger, it is better to let go of his hand as soon as possible, linger on me, I still have a lot of homework to do, I have to practice!"

Nangong Yue Ze didn't move at all as if he hadn't heard it, his gaze slowly sank along her beautiful feet, and the half-dense pockmarked face of the owner of those beautiful feet further highlighted her two small cherry red lips, which were opening and closing with a calm tone.

He couldn't help but paint in his mind her face with the veil and the pockle removed, and little by little with the woman he had been thinking about day and night: different, or overlapping, so engrossed that he couldn't hear what her little mouth was saying.

In contemplation, his hand tightened and tightened unconsciously, until the person who was being carried upside down by himself couldn't stand the pain and screamed: "Nangong Yueze, I'm going to die!" Only then did he return to his senses and hurriedly turn her upside down.

Because she had been hanging upside down for too long, she was dizzy for a moment in the whirlwind of the world, and she originally thought that her feet must be the result of a fall with an unstable center of gravity, but she also stood firmly because of the pull around her waist.

The veil recovered, and he was facing Nangong Yueze during the haircut. His dark eyes were full of inquiring mystery, but in her eyes it was completely a look at a monster, she angrily pushed away his hand that was still on her waist, and said unhappily: "Everyone says that Nangong Zhangsong is so high, and he never disdains to have skin contact with any female fairy, why are you so frivolous with me today, could it be that Nangong Zhangsong is also like your dear senior brother Yuanzhe, and he likes ugliness at the same time?"

I wanted to use the old incident to expose Yunfu's scars, and provoke him to make a move to increase the situation and attract helpers, but he didn't wait for Nangong Yueze's violent thunder, he actually looked at herself like a puppet for a long time, and never answered.

Looking at the sun, the time of piercing tendons was getting closer and closer, and she was anxious to find a secret place, and she didn't want to make any more extraneous branches, so she planned to leave him alone and leave quickly.

He suppressed the urge to hold her hand, clenched his fists tightly, and looked deeply at her distant back, but finally couldn't hold back, and asked nervously with a trembling voice: "Dare to ask the girl, you, Shan Mingying, is it self-made or ......?"

She paused for a moment, and continued to reply without looking back: "Nangong Zhangsong is still working hard for himself, so he will leave the main gate and not leave, and if he wants to break our barrier, let's see what reason I can make up to explain to my master Zhangsong!"

"Also, as we all know, Yunfu is only half a day's trip from here, if it weren't for ulterior motives, why did you come here so early?"

After a few words, she was gone. 'Why?' Didn't I see you when I was looking for a rainy place and wanted to seek justice for Senior Brother Yuanzhe......? How could I unconsciously have an unforgivable mind for this woman who resembles her, but behaves in a filthy manner!

"Wanwan, I'm sorry, I miss you too much, and my affection has given birth to sustenance deviation, I really deserve to die! She broke my senior brother's heart, if I ask me to see her next time, I have to teach her a good lesson!" Nangong Yue Ze cursed himself in a low voice, and almost forgot about this important matter between the disputes. He rose on the spot and swayed up the breach in the barrier, and after passing through, he performed a spell to repair the defect. His gestures were extremely casual and natural, and he never missed half a point of his soaring body like flowing water.

"Girl, why is your face as pale as snow lately, and what happened?"

The pain of piercing the tendons has just passed, and I am meditating and recuperating weakly with my eyes closed. She slowed and stopped, and she knew who he was by the smell and tone of the caller.

His peculiarities were all too familiar, and he followed her almost every step of the day all these years, for the reason that he had almost become his mantra, 'You have sat in my chair, it is the most direct skin-to-skin kiss, and you are my wife!'

In addition to stalking, he still stalked, but he didn't scold and fight back. The kung fu that makes people happy is the first of the moon ring, and the kung fu that changes the topic is the first in the sky.

He often changed his face, thinking that he was invincible, and was deeply proud of it, but in fact, except for himself, everyone could almost instantly see that it was him, because his magic was notoriously rotten.

But it seemed to her that he was not as oily and superficial as she seemed on the surface, on the contrary, she subconsciously thought that he was a mysterious person.

She had investigated him privately: his illusion was terrible, but until now he had not heard of what no one had ever seen. She even listened to the titular master Xuanyue, and the master also said that she had forgotten what this senior brother looked like.

Although he is a god, he generally likes brocade coats the most, and he has been like this since she first saw him and exposed him to his face, the only difference is that he can no longer fool any new disciple for long.

Not only did he teach them to recognize fabrics, but he also turned the strange man in his brocade coat into a secret training that was passed down by word of mouth, so that the deity had to let you do it for him!' became his mantra.

At this moment, the hand he stretched out to look at was because of the real worry shown by love, and he couldn't bear to give him any more bad words, and she intercepted the fingertips that he was about to put on her veins without a trace, and barely squeezed out a little smile, and responded to him: "Knowing to win, don't worry, I have worked hard recently, and some spiritual power is overdrawn." ”

She called him by name intimately, it was the result of his years of sincere dedication, Zhiying sat down with her side by side, very gently took her head and put it on his shoulder, she silently suffered without struggling to object, it was still the result of his years of sincere dedication, although she only regarded him as an elder, but he was very pleased that the two could be intimate so far, he smiled with satisfaction.

Lingering tiredly, her eyelids drooped, the sharp pain that pierced her heart had just passed, and her head was still a little dizzy, but after he noticed it, she was startled and screamed, she buried her face deeper, but smelled a little of Master's fairy energy, she didn't feel surprised but said very plainly: "Someone once privately rumored that you are Master's compatriot brother, and I thought they were false by hearsay, but now I really deny my idea, otherwise why are your fairy smells so similar?"

Miss Ying deeply hated others for wantonly snooping on other people's privacy, and what she said now must contain some indescribable intentions, Zhiying was silent, and listened carefully to her continue: "In all fairness, you have treated me well all these years, and you can show up in time to heal me whenever I am in trouble at noon. If it weren't for you, I would have been gone. Wise people don't say secret words, you are not simple when you approach me, just as you never ask me what the pain is, just wait for the day when I can confide in you personally, right? Heh, as shrewd as you, as deep as you, what reason should I not confess to you? But before that, can you be more sincere to me, please let me have a glimpse of your true appearance?"

It was only a short time before her body felt a little numb, she couldn't help but straighten and relax her legs and feet, wanting to look up to see what kind of expression the person she was leaning on would show, struggling for a long time, but without half of the extra strength. 'Well, just leave it to fate. She thought, her head completely uncontrollable, leaning heavily on his shoulder socket.

Her snort was faint, barely a trace of air rushing between breaths, and if it weren't for the slight flutter of her thick and slender eyelashes, the crispy itch that swept his skin, he would have thought she was no longer alive.

The strong anger gradually filled his chest, and Zhi Yingteng grabbed Ying's wrist and wanted to visit her unexpectedly, but he was suddenly slapped down by her powerful voice that she didn't know where to hit, and he couldn't help but complain: "It's all at this time, what are you still suspicious of me? If I had bad intentions in the morning, why didn't I report you early to get a reward or something, why risk that my soul will be scattered, and I am willing to save you?"