time travel sweet

During the rapid descent, Zhang Jia was hugged into his arms to protect him firmly.

"Don't be afraid." Guan Ju whispered in Zhang Jia's ear, "It's just a tunnel into the Wumingmen."

Fuck? ! ? !What kind of brain can come up with such a tunnel? ! ? ! (??Benefit?)(??Benefit?)(??Benefit?)

So a boss who was afraid of heights stuck tightly to Guan Ju's body. _(:з」∠)_

Guan Ju shook his head and laughed, and tightened the arms around his waist.

(End of the full text)??ヽ(?▽?)ノ?

(Just kidding._(:з」∠)_)

After a while, Zhang Jia only felt that his feet had stepped on solid ground.Only then did he lift up the head that was buried in Guan Ju's chest like an ostrich.

In front of you is a towering mountain peak, which is full of so-called "door flowers".It seems that three arenas have been set up at the foot of the mountain, so many people gathered around.

"Wulin League. Is it just a martial arts competition?" Zhang Jia slightly raised his head and asked Guan Ju.

"Well. It's a wheel battle. One of the three arenas will choose a master to defend the ring, and the challengers in the audience will voluntarily attack the ring. Seven days later, it will be the final of the last three masters." Guan Ju explained plainly.

"Is there any benefit in winning?" Zhang Jia turned his head blankly and looked at the people who were crowded together like ants.

"Will be a candidate for the leader."

"That's it?" Zhang Jia's heart was full of complaints.

He's just a candidate, and he doesn't want to be the leader of the alliance directly, so it's like a aunt buying gold.

"There is still a thousand taels of gold." Guan Ju remained calm.

Fuck ˉ_(ツ)_/ˉThere is really gold! ! !

"Hey," Zhang Jia suddenly noticed something, "Where are Huojiu and Atong?"

"They," Guan Ju narrowed his eyes, "maybe someone has something to do with them."

At this time, Huojiu and Atong are on the other side of the mountain.

After Huojiu hugged Atong and landed firmly, she found that Guan Ju was not with them.

He didn't panic either, instead he wandered around with A Tong.

While walking, suddenly from the bamboo house next to a stone corridor, there was a clear and cheerful sound of phoenix flute.

A Tong seemed very pleasantly surprised when she heard the sound, she broke free from Huojiu's embrace, and wanted to run towards the direction of the sound as soon as she landed.

Huojiu quickly caught up, stretched his arms around his waist, and pulled him back, "Atong, where are you going?"

A Tong looked at him, pointed in the direction of the bamboo house and said, "Little Bird, there is Brother Qiu."

"Brother Qiu?" Before Huojiu finished speaking, the door of the bamboo house was pushed open.

A slender figure in a purple robe came out, with a gentle smile on his jade-like face; the picture corresponding to the green bamboo behind him was very beautiful.

This beautiful picture made Huojiu twitch the corners of his mouth, and said with a little contempt: "Master Qiumen."

"Master Huo." The man known as "Qiumen Master" nodded to Huojiu, and then looked at A Tong with a deeper smile, "A Tong, you are finally here."

"Hmm!~" A Tong was hugged tightly by Huo Jiu, so she could only smile and nod to him.

"Qiumen Master"'s eyes lingered for a moment on the arm placed on A Tong's waist, and the slender and ingenious arc of the tightened waist darkened his eyes.

"Qiuhua Nian! Where are you looking?!?!" Huojiu couldn't help but look at it, what kind of eyes are those? ! ? ! ? ! =(=`д'=)?

"Master Huo, are you thinking too much?" Qiu Huanian still smiled gently, but anyone with a discerning eye could see the desire hidden deep in his eyes.