Fuck you

"Auntie, isn't she! Bringing a stick to beat me up?" Ming Yuegui rolled up his sleeves reflexively, and put them down again, "Brother, I didn't resist because of your face, remember to beg for me."

"What did you do long ago and hug my thigh now." Even so, Ming Ronglan stretched her leg in front of him graciously, and slapped him hard a few times, "Hold me, hold me tight and I'll take the beating for you. "

Qian Mo sighed quietly: "You two have such a good relationship."

Ming Ronglan and Ming Yue Gui Qiqi who were joking with each other turned their heads to look at him, both of them had disgust in their eyes.

Mingyuegui seemed to be saying, "Don't you just want me to praise your relationship with Shaoshang? Why don't you pretend to be pitiful?"

Ming Ronglan's dislike is more complex, and Qianmo Pinpin thinks that it should mean "you are satisfied, at least the less merchants will listen to you.".

Qianmo raised his forehead, admitting for the first time that the rough-lined world of Shaoshang is the paradise in the life of all evils.

The small courtyard is full of greenery, and when the wind blows, it is the faint smell of grass brought by Qinghua when he flicks his clothes. This is the case all year round, and the body is also contaminated with the fragrance of green grass after the rain.

I used to feel refreshed when I smelled it, but now I can always taste a bit of gentle and reassuring aftertaste in this grassy fragrance. Breathe longer, and the whole person is completely relaxed.

Mingyue Gui rested her head on the wall with her arms leaning against the wall, looking at the two partners who were sitting and standing one by one, Qian Mo sat casually on the railing of the corridor, Ming Ronglan leaned against the corridor pillar, with a smile on her face, no matter how plain she was. Rigid.

Mingyuegui gently raised the corners of her pale lips, moved her hands folded behind her head three inches, inserted her fingers into her hair, and stroked it gently.

About half an inch above the back of his neck, there is a small silver-white bump hidden behind his long hair. It is a requiem needle that Qian Qinghua would pierce for him every day.

The three-fingered vertebrae on the Dazhui point are where the auras of the Baize God Clan converge. It is also the most important part of the winged spirit transforming from a human body into the body of the Baize God Beast. Like the phoenix's most proud flame tail feathers, a small piece of vertebrae also makes people The Baize tribe is proud and cherishes it very much. Once the wings are damaged and withered, the divine power is lost, and there is only a body of immortal bones, but they can no longer be counted as members of the Baize tribe.

To cut off the Xuanming ghost energy, one needs a requiem needle to penetrate this bone for seventeen days, one needle a day, and one needle cannot be missed.

Mingyue Gui didn't want to think about how he survived in the first place, he only had half of Bai Ze's blood, and his vertebrae were much thinner than those of the clan's children, so he couldn't bear the blows and was sensitive to pain.

Qinghua's hands trembled violently when he dropped the needle. He didn't know whether it was from distress or worry. In the end, the person concerned comforted him. The first few days can be summed up in four words: the soul is out of control.

After one injection, the pain is so painful that I don't know when it will be. The seven souls and six souls are all pierced out and dangling around.

But after a long time of pain, I got used to it.

Mingyue Gui half-closed his eyes and estimated the time of needle removal. He wanted to sleep under the sun, but Ming Ronglan talked a lot when he was in a good mood, and he didn't think it was too hot. Ula Ula talked non-stop.

"Should I take you for a walk?" Mingyuegui was really sleepy, and suggested, "The back garden is so beautiful, my master ordered someone to repair it a few days ago, walk around, it's so hot to stand here."

Who in the Celestial Clan doesn't know that there is a wild scene in Jiuchongtian, the back garden of Qinghua Mansion, a small barren hill, and a large lake covered with reeds at the foot of the mountain. Qinghua ordered people to separate it when the mansion was built, just thinking about it Regardless of how to build it, the result is that this idea lasts for thousands of years.

After everyone has forgotten about this, and then suddenly on a sunny day, someone said that the back garden is beautiful, it is as ridiculous as hearing that Jiu Chongtian was stabbed with a big hole.

Could Jiu Chongtian be stabbed?impossible.

Will the back garden of Qinghua Mansion be beautiful?Won't!

The first reaction of every Celestial Clan member was like this. Even Qianmo, who was always calm, raised his eyebrows high, suspecting that he heard it wrong: "The back garden? Has the back garden been repaired?"

Mingyuegui was refreshed: "Can I still lie to you? You'll know it when you see it. It's not me who is bragging. If my master doesn't practice it, it's all right. This cultivation, Tianjun's old man's imperial garden can't compare..."

Speaking of Xingtouzui forgot to lock the door, Mingyuegui sneaked a few guilty glances at Qianmo, seeing that the latter who had been scolded by her own father didn't have any intention of blaming her, so she cleared her throat and added: "Of course, the Imperial Garden is also very good. of."

Qianmo smiled happier, Mingyuegui was a little annoyed: "You will know when we arrive, it's really not me who is bragging! Go back and help me publicize the publicity, my master doesn't like to make publicity, I won't boast in my life if I don't help him. How many people will know."

Ming Ronglan's gaze shifted from the hilt of the sword slung across his waist to his face, and said: "You want to invite them over to play? It's so noisy, Emperor Qinghua won't kill you yet."

"No, no, no." Mingyue Gui smiled "you know" and said profoundly, "It must be someone who both my master and I want to see! It's better to be handsome, and the cultivation level must be higher than mine , good temperament, don't talk too much... Also, it's better to speak among the younger ones, and you can praise me a few words when you go back, otherwise no one will believe you two just because of your empty teeth."

Ming Ronglan rolled her big eyes, she is handsome, her temperament is not much, she is a disciple of Ziwei Palace whose cultivation level is high and you and Qinghua are waiting to see——

Who else but Xinghe? ? ?

Just say no?

Turn so many corners?

Why wipe so many corners! ?

Qian Mo expressed his inner voice at the right time: "There are so many conditions? I think Xinghe has reached it."

Ming Yuegui went back to touch what he said just now, and then suddenly realized that what Qian Mo said was so damn reasonable!

It turns out that Xinghe has so many advantages!

It turns out that Xinghe is so good!

Oh yeah yeah I wipe it! !Ming Yuegui stopped abruptly, and slapped her thigh hard several times.

The startled Ming Ronglan almost jumped up, Ming Ronglan hurriedly raised her eyes and looked into the distance, thinking that something happened to the backyard that had been deserted for thousands of years, and suddenly a water plant spirit blocking the way suddenly appeared on the way.

"That's right, that's right." Mingyuegui, who was completely immersed in her own small world, patted Qianmo again, cupped her fists and said, "Thank you for reminding me."

Ming Ronglan's black charcoal face.