Quick Pass Slag Attack Guide

Lu Li put little pity on the bed, Qing Ling's expression was still a little cramped, he clasped his hands uneasily, his eyes wandered on Lu Li's face.

Lu Li saw Qing Ling's hesitant expression, and asked him: "What's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like this?"

Qing Ling pursed her lips, and finally asked, "Daddy, does Ling'er want a mother?"

Only now did Lu Li know what little pitiful was thinking in his heart. Seeing Qing Ling's expectant and longing little eyes, he snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "How can I like Qin Shuiyue? Mommy , San Niang is your mother."

In fact, in the original plot, Shen Tingjun plundered Qin Shuiyue into Sixteen Nights. After a long period of sadistic love between the two, of course, most of them were Shen Tingjun who abused her. will soon.

This fucking is not the rhythm of pure men and men having sex at all. In the end, Shen Tingjun was able to have sex with Qin Shuiyue, and Qingling was left to fend for herself in Goulanyuan.

After hearing what he said, Qing Ling seemed relieved.

When it was time for dinner, Lu Li casually ordered a few dishes and asked Xiaoer to bring them up.

The food in this inn tastes good, although it is still so clear and watery, lacking in oil and salt, it makes Lu Li, who is used to Qing Ling's cooking, a bit uncomfortable, and now that he is away from home, he has to bear it.

It's strange, those dishes look and smell delicious, but Lu Li's taste is tasteless, wondering if the BUG from the previous world has continued to this world.

The Spicy Chicken World just wanted him to be inseparable from Qingling. Fortunately, Lu Li was not a foodie, otherwise he would have gone crazy.

Lu Li was really not in the mood to eat any more, so he put down his chopsticks. Seeing this, Qing Ling, who was eating happily beside him, immediately put down his chopsticks and bowl, and looked at him with wide eyes.

Lu Li stood up and walked out without saying hello to Qingling.

It wasn't until after seeing him walk out the door that Qing Ling turned her gaze away, quietly picked up her chopsticks and continued to eat.

Depressed, Lu Li didn't leave the inn, but instead went to the next room, intending to visit Qin Shuiyue.

When Lu Li walked in, Qin Shuiyue was sitting on the bed with her arms folded around her chest, and the woman in black with a sword was standing beside her with a veil on her face. She was Shen Tingjun's Twelve Shadows One of the guards.

As soon as Qin Shuiyue saw Lu Li's almond eyes widen, she picked up a vase and wanted to throw it over.

The dutiful shadow guard immediately grabbed her wrist, the strong force made Qin Shuiyue frown in pain, and the vase in his hand fell to the ground, cracking with a crisp sound, and the porcelain shattered all over the floor yes.

The shadow guard pressed Qin Shuiyue's shoulder down, and then kicked her on the bend of the leg, Qin Shuiyue knelt down uncontrollably.

Just kneeling on the pile of sharp tiles, blood immediately seeped from her pure white cloth.

Lu Li was in pain looking at it.

Of course Qin Shuiyue was also in pain, and tears flowed down her cheeks from the pain, but she just said stubbornly: "My princess has long heard that the people in your Demon Cult are despicable, insidious and cunning! Don't try to use this to make this princess give in !"

Lu Li saw the overturned table and the messy food beside him, and felt that the little girl had a really hot temper.

No wonder Shen Tingjun likes to train her so much.

In order to prevent her from kneeling on the ground again, Lu Li stepped forward and waved away the shadow guard, then lifted her up by Qin Shuiyue's collar, with that evil smile still on the corner of his mouth, and went up The picked peach blossoms have malicious intentions in their eyes.

Qin Shuiyue looked at the man warily.

Lu Li said: "Then I will strip you naked right now, and then hang you naked upside down at the entrance of the inn for all to be obscene, how about it?"

Qin Shuiyue trembled angrily, bit her lip, and finally compromised.

She said angrily, "What do you want from this princess?"

Lu Li let go of her suddenly, Qin Shuiyue couldn't hold back and fell backwards on the bed, looking at Lu Li with unyielding eyes that would rather die than accept.

Lu Li raised his jaw slightly, glanced at her contemptuously, and said, "Clean up all the things on the floor for me first, and I will have a lot of time to take care of you when I get back to Shizaye." His eyes were on the shadow guard.

As soon as the shadow guard caught his gaze, he immediately lowered his head and said respectfully: "Don't worry, the leader, the subordinates will definitely watch her."

Lu Li nodded in satisfaction, and then walked out of the wing.

When he returned to his room, Qing Ling was lying on the table and studying seriously. When he saw Lu Li coming back, he raised his head, walked up to him courteously, and asked him: "The hot water is ready, can Daddy bath?"

Lu Li responded, and just as he was about to untie his clothes, Qing Ling stepped forward first, standing on tiptoe to untie the belt on his front.

I don't know how many times I have done that familiar action.

Although Lu Li felt a little awkward, he didn't try to stop him.

There is a flower and bird screen in front of the bathtub in the wing room. When Lu Li was stripped to the loose underwear inside, Qing Ling stopped, walked behind the screen, and stepped on the brown wooden stairs along the small wooden steps. bathtub.

The comfort of being wrapped in hot water made him sigh unconsciously, and before he had time to enjoy it, he heard Qing Ling's footsteps walking slowly.

Lu Li had a headache.

This little ancestor can stay wherever he should, why is he always clinging to him.

Qing Ling moved a small stool so that she could reach the edge of the tub, looked at the man in the hot air, and said softly, "Ling'er wipes Daddy's back."

Lu Li said: "No need." Just get out of here and let him out of sight and out of mind.

Qing Ling let out an "oh", and sure enough, she got off the small bench.

Lu Li secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Qingling's departure. The little pitiful servile consciousness was still too strong. What's even more tragic was that not only could he not weaken his consciousness, but he wanted Qingling to realize that he should be inferior to others. mean.

This is where Lu Li has the most headache.

After Lu Li came out of the screen after taking a shower, he saw Qing Ling lying on the table with a book under his arm, and seemed to have fallen asleep sweetly.

Lu Li walked over quietly, stretched out his finger and poked his tender cheek.

The little pitiful frowned uncomfortably, mumbling something vaguely in his mouth, and when Lu Li passed his hand over his mouth, he put his finger in his mouth unexpectedly.

Feeling the warmth and humidity, Lu Li's face turned red, and he immediately retracted his fingers.

He glanced at Qing Ling again, and then used his internal force to dry his dripping hair.

Then he carefully hugged the sleeping poor little boy. He smelled the sweet fragrance of the child, saw the sweet sleeping face of the child, and felt the soft body of the child nestled in his arms. Lu Li's heart skipped a beat. Been petrified.

Trying his best to resist the urge to yell 'he's so cute', Lu Li carried Qingling to the bed, wrapped his arms around him, and stared at the little pity.

After watching for a long time, he couldn't help but pouted on Qing Ling's face.

The sleeping Qing Ling was different from when he was well-behaved. He frowned uncomfortably, shook his little head, trying to break free from Lu Li's arms.

Without giving him a chance to break free, Lu Li kissed him on the cheek again.

Qing Ling didn't break free for a long time, tears welled up in the corners of her anxious eyes, she raised her little hand and slapped Lu Li.

The force was not strong, but it made Lu Li wake up instantly.He no longer teased Qing Ling, but gently wrapped his arms around the poor boy, patting his back lightly.

Qing Ling's frowning brows slowly relaxed, and her somewhat messy breathing became steady again.

His small face was close at hand, and Lu Li could see his delicate eyebrows, long black eyelashes curled up, and his fluttering little lips.

Lu Li took another careful look at Qing Ling, saw that the poor girl was sleeping soundly, and couldn't help leaning in to press a light kiss on the corner of his mouth.

Then she hugged him contentedly and closed her eyes.

When Lu Li took a long breath, the child who was supposed to be asleep opened his eyes, but the clear eyes were extremely dark.He looked at the man calmly for a while, then closed his eyes lightly.

When Lu Li woke up the next day, Qing Ling also woke up long ago. When she opened her eyes, she saw Qing Ling staring straight at him, which shocked Lu Li.

Lu Li coughed in embarrassment, turned over and sat up without looking at Qingling.

Qing Ling didn't speak, and followed him out of bed silently.

When he sat in the carriage and set off again, Lu Li saw that Qingling was still studying the torn book, so he pulled out the book from his hand and put it on the table.

Qingling still maintained the posture of holding the book in both hands, he raised his head and blinked at Lu Li, as if he didn't understand his intention.

Lu Li said arrogantly, "Come here and squeeze my leg."

Qing Ling whispered: "Okay."

Then he knelt down in front of Lu Li, and stretched out his two little hands to pinch Lu Li's legs.

Seeing that he was almost done, Lu Li kicked him with his toe, motioning Qing Ling to get up.

Qingling stood up slowly, his black pearl-like eyes seemed to gather bright stars, and Lu Li really wanted him to get closer to him so that he could see more clearly.

Qing Ling lowered his head, just as Lu Li was about to say something to him, he heard the driver outside say: "Master, Sixteen Nights has arrived!"

Hearing this, Lu Li opened the heavy curtain and saw the first night of the sixteen nights ahead - the Mist Forest.The forest surrounded by thick fog just looked extraordinarily eerie, surrounded by cold air, Lu Li's eyesight was excellent, and he could see the shadowy figures inside through the layers of fog.

Desperation and wailing filled the entire forest.

The carriage broke through the barrier at the speed of an arrow's string, and quickly passed through it amidst the screams.

The hinterland of the Demon Cult was on the eighth night. Apart from passing through the fog barrier forest, there were also seven other difficult checkpoints. Lu Li could smell the disgusting smell of blood along the way.

Qing Ling's reaction was obviously bigger than his. He had never seen such a scene before, his little face was pale, and he kept trembling around his own body.

Lu Li felt that Qingling was a little pitiful, and wanted to take him into his arms, but he held back in order to maintain his character, and he swallowed the cynicism that was about to blurt out.

Unexpectedly, Qing Ling couldn't hold back her trembling, and threw herself on Lu Li, who was caught off guard and hugged him full of arms.

When he touched the little pitiful cold hands, Lu Li realized that the child was really scared.

Qing Ling firmly grasped his front, and buried him in Lu Li's arms. He could hear the trembling and knocking of the poor little teeth.

The movement of pushing him away stopped, and instead he patted Qing Ling's back reassuringly, Lu Li said, "This scares you? This seat hasn't really opened your eyes yet."