Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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"Why don't you move?" Ji Shan's master couldn't help turning his head to stare at this unreliable junior.

Since you said it was possible, act now!

Xie Zhuo raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "What's the hurry?"

"What do you know!" The head of Jishan slapped his thigh angrily, if he wasn't afraid that Xie Zhuo would feel guilty because of Du Guanjing's obsession, he really wanted to tell Xie Zhuo the truth of the matter.

But the love for Xie Zhuo in his heart finally prevailed, so he could only stomp his feet and worry.

"What do you know?" Xie Zhuo also forwarded the words to his senior brother: "Have you ever been in love? Have you ever had a Taoist partner? Have you ever had someone you like?"

Asking repeatedly, Ji Shan's face sank like water, and his hair almost stood up from anger: "Thank you Zhuo!"

The head of Jishan is over a thousand years old, and his cultivation base is the highest in the entire cultivation world.

However, he has never been in love, not even once, let alone a couple of dual monks.

When he was young, he only had the sword in his mind. When his cultivation level improved, he realized that most of the people with the same cultivation level as him were former elders.

As for those who are lower than him, they all call him senior, he really can't do it.

Master Jishan, who had been single for 1000 years, was suddenly poked in the sore spot by Xie Zhuo, and almost kicked this bad-hearted junior out of Wuzong Mountain.

"Since you don't understand anything, don't meddle in it." Xie Zhuo took his hand out of Jishan's master and smiled lightly: "Do you know that twisted melons are not sweet?"

Head of Jishan: "..."

He can add sugar and honey, but I beg Xie Zhuo not to take it so slowly.

"You!" He stomped his feet angrily, then turned and left under Xie Zhuo's relaxed expression: "I don't care!"

I don't care about your young people's affairs!

Toss it, toss it!

As long as no one dies, it is a victory!

After seeing off the head of Jishan, Xie Zhuo said thoughtfully: "What happened to Du Guanjing?"

Otherwise, Senior Brother Ji Shan would not be so anxious.

When Qi Ling thought that Xie Zhuo was worried about Du Guanjing, Xie Zhuo grinned: "That would be great!"

That time in the secret realm, he was almost delirious, and it was time for Du Guanjing to suffer a little bit.

But, Xie Zhuo always felt something was wrong when people were not in front of him when he was being tortured, even the feeling of pleasure was not so strong.

"You can call him to your side." At this moment, the taciturn Qi Ling began to give Xie Zhuo an idea: "Turn him by your side, and see how he can't ask for it, will you be happy?"

Xie Zhuo: "..."

He thought about the scene where Du Guanjing was looking at him but couldn't see or touch him, and he shamelessly admitted that he felt great.

"Little Qi Spirit," Xie Zhuo couldn't help but sighed faintly: "You are really my good helper."

Always be able to poke his itch at the most critical time and know what he wants to do most.

Qi Ling said succinctly: "Thank you."

After he calmed down, Xie Zhuo took out the jade slip in his hand.

After playing with the snow-white and translucent jade slips for a while, Xie Zhuo slowly sent a message to Du Guanjing: "Where are you?"

At this moment, Du Guanjing was under the cliff of thinking.

A raging waterfall fell from the sky and poured on Jianxiu's head and shoulders.

His raven-feather-like hair was scattered around his body in a mess, and his white robe was soaked in water, revealing the beautiful figure wrapped inside, making him look more and more deceptive to the cold sword cultivator.