After transmigrating into Sword Spirit: The villain obediently comes to my bowl

At this moment, Liu Cheng's cultivation base is completely useless, and there is a trace of regret in his mind. If he had known this day, he would definitely educate his son and prevent him from provoking people he shouldn't.

Jinghong scanned the storage ring with his spiritual sense, and smiled slightly, "I didn't expect the city lord to be really rich!"

She looked at Dongfang Yu and said, "Ayu, let's go to the City Lord's Mansion, isn't it because we have all the resources for cultivation?"

Dongfang Yu said dotingly: "Okay!" Liu Cheng was lying on the ground in embarrassment, and the cultivators around him were watching from a distance, and no one wanted to help him. It can be seen how popular he, the city lord, is in the city of the setting sun. not good.

Yaomei came over and looked at Jinghong and said: "Let's go, I also want to open my eyes and see how rich the City Lord's Mansion is?"

A group of people flew to the city lord's mansion to clean up the treasure pavilion in the city lord's mansion...

Liu Buyan watched Jinghong and Dongfang Yu leave in shock, held Shen Lianyue's hand, and said in a pleasant voice:

"Yue'er, Liu Haoran is dead, you are safe."

Shen Lianyue blinked her beautiful eyes, "Don't talk about brother, where are we going?"

Liu Buyan patted Shen Lianyue's head, "We will follow our benefactor to visit the City Lord's Mansion."

The setting sun city is destined to be extraordinary tonight. All the major restaurants in the city and Ruanrou Township are talking about a topic. people...

Dongfang Yu and Jinghong left from the Treasure Pavilion of the City Lord's Mansion, and Jinghong said with a smile: "Ayu, the Treasure Pavilion of the City Lord's Mansion is really rich. Look at Xiaohan and Ariel, they have such bright smiles on their faces."

Dongfang Yu looked at her tenderly and dotingly said: "Jinghong, we are leaving Sunset City, it is too chaotic here."

Jinghong nodded, looking at the moon in the sky, with starlight shining in her beautiful eyes, "Why don't we go to Luoyun Mountain to see?"

Dongfang Yu never refuses Jinghong's proposal, "Okay!"

When Dongfang Han, Lin Fan, Ouyang Lie and others heard that they were going to Luoyun Mountains, the light in their eyes shone brighter than the stars in the sky.

With seductive and affectionate eyes slightly bent, he held Nian Jiu's hand and said, "Luoyun Mountain is a paradise for many casual practitioners, it should be very interesting."

Nian Jiu looked at her dotingly with light blue eyes and said, "Yaoyao, as long as you like it, I heard that there is a ninth-level spirit beast in the Luoyun Mountains. The meat is delicious, and I will catch it then. Bake it for you."

The corners of the seductive mouth could not help but rise, and said sweetly: "Okay!"

A group of people Yujian left the city of the setting sun and flew towards the forest of the setting sun...

The excitement in the city of setting sun is still going on, many cultivators are vying for the position of city lord, Liu Cheng is quickly forgotten...

The Luoyun Mountains are shrouded in hazy light under the moonlight, the roar of spirit beasts can be heard from the depths of the forest from time to time, towering giant trees tower into the clouds, covering a large area of ​​the moonlight...

Dongfang Yu hugged Jinghong's waist, flew down from the Silver Slashing Sword, and landed on a giant tree that was as thick as three people hugged each other. Jinghong looked at the crowd and said, "The night is deep, we will stay here for a while. for rest."

Nian Jiu also hugged Yao Mei, and landed on another giant tree. Yao Mei smiled and said, "It happens that I'm a little tired."

When Nian Jiu heard Yao Mei say that she was tired, she gently squeezed her shoulder.

Everyone found a place to rest, most of them were on the giant tree...

The night flew by unconsciously, the east was pale, and gradually the sky began to brighten, and the sound of birdsong could be heard from time to time in the setting sun forest.

Dongfang Yu opened his dark eyes and saw the person in his arms, sleeping soundly with the corners of his mouth raised. He adjusted his sitting posture to make Jinghong sleep more comfortably.

A ray of sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves and sprinkled on the long eyelashes, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, making him unable to take his eyes off.

A smirk curled up on the corner of Dongfang Yu's mouth. With his fair and slender hands, he gently picked up a strand of her black hair and played with it for a while.

Jinghong slept soundly, and felt itchy on his face, as if a feather was scratching his face lightly,

She couldn't help frowning her beautiful eyebrows, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, like a small fan, fanning Dongfang Yu's heart.

Dongfang Yu stopped what he was doing, closed his eyes and fell asleep. After a while, he opened his eyes and found that Jinghong was sleeping soundly again.

His fingers were a little itchy, and he stretched out his white fingers to touch the petal-like red lips, feeling the softness in memory.

In Jinghongmeng, a lollipop landed on her lips from the sky. With a movement of her red lips, she wanted to take a bite on the lollipop, and she would not let go of her bite...

Dongfang Yu's fingers were suddenly bitten by Jinghong, his fingers turned pink, his heart beat fast, and his black eyes shone with dazzling light.

Still in a dream, Jinghong licked the lollipop lightly, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth...

Dongfang Yu's eyes suddenly became deep, his white ears turned red, his gaze fell on Jinghong's red lips biting his finger, and he approached slowly.

Jinghong's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Dongfang Yu's kiss was about to fall. She opened her eyes, and her eyes, which had just woken up, were wet and slightly confused.

Dongfang Yu's black eyes sparkled, "Morning, my baby, can you let go of my finger?"

Jinghong was still a little dazed, blinked his eyes, and in Dongfang Yu's black eyes, he could clearly see himself biting his finger.

She quickly opened her mouth, her fair face seemed to have been smeared with good rouge, it was as bright as a March peony, and it was astonishingly beautiful.

"Ayu, will you believe me when I say I didn't do it on purpose?"

Dongfang Yu admired her beauty, pecked on her red lips, stretched out his index finger in front of her, and said in an aggrieved voice: "Jinghong, look at my finger, how did you bite it?"

Jinghong's eyes fell on his fair fingers, and the two rows of teeth marks were so conspicuous that it was hard for her not to admit it.

He said with a guilty conscience, "Then...how about you bite it back?"

Dongfang Yu's eyes lit up, he looked expectantly and asked, "Really?"

Jinghong looked at the light of expectation in his eyes, stretched out his little hand in front of him, and said as if dying, "Bite!"

Dongfang Yu curled her lips into a smile, her shiny white teeth shook her eyes sorely, she smiled and discussed, "Ayu, can you bite it lightly, I'm afraid of pain."

Dongfang Yu stroked her little hand and said happily, "Okay!"

Jinghong quietly breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, "Bite it!"

Dongfang Yu looked at her cute appearance, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I won't bite you, I can't bear it."

In the next second, she lowered her head and kissed Jinghong's red lips, biting them lightly from time to time, her petal-like lips...

The fireworks in Jinghong's brain were brilliant, and he was still thinking, why didn't he bite his finger?

After a long time, Jinghong lay obediently in Dongfang Yu's arms, her eyes blurred, her red lips became more and more beautiful, obviously she has not recovered yet.

Dongfang Yu had a doting smile in his eyes, and whispered softly in her ear: "It's not that your finger made a mistake, how could I bite your hand?"

Jinghong came back to her senses, she didn't dare to look into Dongfang Yu's eyes, she withdrew from his embrace, quickly jumped off the tree, leaving a sentence "I'll go find Yaomei."

Dongfang Yu looked at the back of Jinghong fleeing, with unresolved affection in his eyes, and touched the tooth marks on his index finger with his thumb.