Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3481 What if the disciple always wants to deceive the teacher (72)

  Ranbai suspected that Yu Chen might have resisted not throwing her down from the sky.

Then--

   In the next second, Xue Ji dived down and stopped on the ground.

  Xianjun landed indifferently and put away the snow.

   Dyeing white, she chuckled, lazily, and said slowly, confidently and confidently, as if it were righteous and righteous: "It's better to sleep with you."

   Yu Chen stayed in place.

  Mozun approached a step, suddenly stretched out his hand, cold fingertips provoked his chin, pinched a section of his chin, and looked at that face, “After all, Master’s beautiful appearance, how can you not want to be with the spring breeze.”

  She is really joking about molesting her, with a bit of unclear ambiguity, making people blush and heartbeat.

Xianjun was really annoyed. He stretched out his hand and squeezed the girl's slender wrist, his voice was slightly angry, suppressing his emotions, almost unable to maintain a consistent calm, Ling Li's voice almost spit out through gritted teeth. : "Who taught you to say this kind of thing."

  Ranbai replied with an understatement: "Teach me without a teacher." She cast her eyes down and glanced at her gripped wrist, "Master is so embarrassed and angry?"

   "I'm telling the truth." She was innocent: "There is absolutely no falsehood."

"You are delusional." The young fairy has always been aloof, cold-hearted, and the only variable lies in Ranbai. He is cold and abstinent, but his apprentice has the opposite temperament, and Yu Chen pauses every word. , Shen Leng whispered: "This gentleman will not..."

   He said almost word by word, his tone was like high mountain ice and snow: "I won't double repair with you."

   "I understand." Ranbai smiled and nodded, "It's okay to wait for the apprentice."

  "……"

   "Stubborn and inoperable." He spit out coldly, white clothes Shuanghua, ignored her, and walked straight forward.

  Xianjun is really serious in temper, and has been a person for so many years.

  Ranbai mentioned is indeed a bit too much for Yu Chen.

  She seems to be molested.

   gave a white cough and followed,

   "Where is this?" Dyebai glanced around, not knowing.

  After losing with one hand, Yu Chen said coldly: "Go back by yourself."

  "……"

  "Master, do you think it is appropriate for you to treat an injured patient like this?"

  Xianjun didn't say a word, and left Yujian directly.

  Ranbai stood alone.

   "......?"

  She feels very inappropriate. Thank you.

  No, right? I really threw her here.

  She does not recognize the way.

  Dan Bai took a deep breath, her eyes were black.

  She leaned against the tree trunk with no expression on her face.

  Moyo is a quarter of an hour later,

  Xueji appeared in front of her out of thin air, shook in mid-air, and made a clattering sound.

  The body of the silver-white sword cut through the night, and there was a chilly silver light.

   "Let me come up?" Ran Bai looked at the scene in front of her, raising her eyebrows and smiling.

  The sword slammed once again, as if responding to her words.

  Ranbai jumped on the sword, lazily said: "Let's go baby, let's go back."

  The snow rose sharply in the sky, cutting through the air.

  White-dyed fingertips nodded the corners of her lips.

  She, the master, is really...

  Synonymous with duplicity.

  After returning to Duanyuan,

  The sky is already dark, Zhongxing Pengyue.

When    Ranbai passed by the library, she found that there were still lights and shadows inside, which were lit.

  She stopped walking, but walked in.

  I saw a figure in white clothes standing by the window on the second floor of the library. The figure of Yazheng indifferent from the back, with one hand behind him, looking unattainable.

  "Master."

  Ranbai held the Xueji sword and called out.

  The figure by the window did not respond, and the outline was cold and lonely with a few strokes.

  "The master’s sword is not very obedient, and ran out. Dye Bai shook, and said casually: "I’m not sending it back to you? "

  Yu Chen turned around and looked at her.

   Ranbai walked over, handed Xueji to Yu Chen, and joked: "Master can be optimistic next time."

Yu Chen silently took the sword. When the sleeves of the snow-white shirt fell down, the red rope tied around the wrist was looming, and the digits were cold and clear. Dye Bai looked at it a few more times, and suddenly held it down when Yu Chen took the sword. He touched his hand, causing the young man to cast his eyes down and look at her quietly.

   "Nothing." Dyeing the white noodles without changing the color, lazily squeezed the young man's phalanx and retracted his hand.

   "It's not early, let's rest." Yu Chen retracted his hand and hung Xue Ji to his side.

  Ranbai gave a hum.

  She glanced at Yu Chen, "Master, too."

  Then turn around and leave.

  In the library,

  A long and slender shadow fell on the window, fascinating.

  Xianjun looked at the Xueji Sword, and did not move for a long time.

  Duanyuan Peak was shrouded in a dark color.

   "Little girl." The lazy and gorgeous voice was slightly dumb, which was extremely magnetic and attractive, "I said I will look for you."

The man is dressed in red, loose, and a large exquisite white chest is looming, and his collarbone line is unobstructed. He leaned against the window, his hair and silk robe wafted in the night wind, his gorgeous eyebrows were hidden in the night, and he didn't even appear to be at all. Stunning femininity.

  I just sat by the window of the white-stained room, lazily looking at the girl in the room.

   "The demon king rushes to Xianzong." Dye Bai squinted her eyes and looked at the long figure in front of the window, with a somewhat smirking mockery in her tone: "It's really elegant."

   "Thanks for the compliment." Feng Yu smiled lowly, with a natural and elegant tone, with a blushing heartbeat of residual warmth, as if hiding a hook, "Don't be it."

"I heard that the Xuanqing Sect's great immortal sword house is very lively today." Feng Yu leaned against the window, looking down at Dye Bai with unclear meaning, rubbing the corners of his lips with his fingertips, smiling deeply: "It's a pity that I'm not here. I missed a good show."

  He leaned back slightly, the curvature of his Adam's apple was exquisite and sexy, and his hands were on the edge of the window, "This is not coming."

   Dyeing white is not gentle, "The Demon King's news is very well-informed."

  Feng Yu tilted her head, and the fox’s eyes were cursed, "Can you be a girl to be a compliment."

   "Are you a human." Ran Bai sneered slightly, glanced at him, suddenly thoughtful, "Is the original demon king not a fox?"

Feng Yu paused slightly. He slowly narrowed those fox eyes. The eyes were long and narrow. They were squiggly like autumn water, covered with a faint light, and his voice seemed to be seductive: "Mozun Do you want to see the original body of this seat?"

   "I don't want to." Dye Bai was indifferent, "Go away."

   "You girl." Feng Yu looked a little injured, but he wasn't angry. He sounded like he was complaining, "You are not like this in front of Xianjun."

   "It is important for a person to know oneself." Ranbai's words are concise and clear, and the meaning is clear: "The same goes for demons."

  Feng Yu: "……"

  He let out a low voice, and laughed instead of anger, with a long and lingering breath, "I really like you more and more."

  The red-clothed girl was impatient, she didn't seem to be in a very good mood, so she almost wrote three words all over her body, don't get angry, a little irritable.

   "Who provoke you?" Feng Yu glanced at her and smiled: "Today is in such a bad mood."

  (End of this chapter)