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"Xing'er, did you start drifting away after you were released?" Meng Zhe's cold voice reminded Xing'er.

Xing'er's body trembled, and her face was full of embarrassment: "Ahem, what, you continue, don't worry about me!"

Meng Zhe snorted coldly: "Stop making trouble!!"

Xing'er Chick nodded like pecking rice: "Okay, you are busy, you are busy!"

After Meng Zhe stopped speaking, Xing'er breathed a sigh of relief, her face was full of fear: "I was scared to death, Pingping, don't do such a thing next time!"

Tang Ping looked at Xing'er with a cute face: "Sister Xing'er, what's wrong with you, why are you sweating?"

Xing'er understood in an instant that Meng Zhe did not let Tang Ping hear the conversation between the two, "Master must have deep meaning in doing this, so I will do the same, so I won't cause trouble for the master anymore!"

Thinking of this, Xing'er said earnestly: "Ahem, it's okay, I just feel some bad things. You just started practicing and don't know much about it. The intuition of grooming is very sensitive. As long as there are some things that are not good for you Things, this kind of intuition will have hints, so when I think of eavesdropping on the conversation between the master and Jiajia, I start to panic for no reason. You can think about what the consequences will be after eavesdropping!"

Tang Ping was dumbfounded again: "It's just a matter of eavesdropping, is there still so much to pay attention to?"

Hearing Tang Ping's obviously distrustful words, Xing'er's face became extremely solemn: "Pingping, you must know that our intuition of grooming is very accurate. I didn't say this, but it's what the cultivation world generally agrees on. One thing, sometimes, it is this kind of intuition that the groomer escapes from the predicament of narrow escape. Some people call this intuition "car luck". The more the car luck accumulates, the greater the chance of survival. That's why there are so many people in the cultivation world crazily plundering dragon veins, can you understand what I'm talking about?"

Tang Ping nodded: "Understood, but I can't describe it!"

"It's okay, as long as you can understand what I'm talking about, this kind of thing is not Ju Xianhua's stuff!" Xing'er said with satisfaction.

"Well, I will pay attention to it, and I will definitely not let my transportation get worse, so don't worry, sister Xing'er, I will pay more attention when I do this!" Tang Ping said confidently.

Xing'er asked in astonishment: "I've said so much, but you didn't listen to a single word? Or did you not understand what I meant at all?"

In the room, Meng Zhe was sitting on the bed, Tang Jia still didn't get up from his arms, but he stopped crying and lay down quietly.

But Meng Zhe's brows didn't relax, instead they became more and more wrinkled, and there were imprints on his hands all the time.

"Impossible, it's impossible for Zigui's spiritual sense to have a problem. What's going on?" Meng Zhe's face was covered with frost, and even his hair was covered with frost.
Covered in frost, it turned into a pure white color.

On Tang Jia's body, cold air was constantly emitting from her body, and the whole room had already become the temperature of the Antarctic, and iced tea produced by the cold air was everywhere.

And if you look carefully, there is a statue of Xuanwu on Tang Jia's eyebrows that appears and disappears from time to time, and Xuanwu's tortoise shell is not black, but a nearly transparent tortoise shell similar to jade, on top of the tortoise shell , with the imprint of an ice flower.

If Meng Zhe calmed down and observed carefully, he would definitely see this mark, but his mind was in a mess right now, how could he have so much patience, what he was thinking at this moment was how to seal the cold air in Tang Jia's body.

Suddenly, Oswell's voice came into Meng Zhe's ears: "Meng Zhe, can you hug me to this girl's side? Her body is full of cold now, if you don't control it quickly, it will be easy Life is in danger!"

Meng Zhe's eyes were full of joy: "Sney, you finally woke up, you are so worried about me!"

Oswell's voice paused for a moment, and then he said with a trace of complexity: "I'm sorry for making you worry!"

With a wave of Meng Zhe's hand, Oswell moved from her room to Meng Zhe's room in an instant, and sat cross-legged on Meng Zhe's bed with a tired face.

"Sney, are you still not fully recovered? /
"Don't call me Disney, it will make my memory stay in the time we were together, and my heart will be very painful!" Oswell said, covering his heart with his ears.

Meng Zhe's face was full of guilt: "I'm sorry, I failed you, it's my fault!"

Oswell shook his head: "Let's change the subject. What is the relationship between this girl and you? The system is very good, and she has the qualifications to cultivate to the level of a fairy!"

"It's a classmate of mine, and now I accept Xiang Xiang as a student, but I haven't performed the ceremony of accepting her, so I can't tell what the relationship is!" Meng Zhe said with a full face of pity.

After a little thought, Oswell understood the meaning of Meng Zhe's words, and asked with a smile, "Why, could it be you and her..."

"Don't think about it, I mean treat her like a junior!" Meng Zhe explained indifferently.

"Do you really think so? I feel that you are lying. Your mouth can lie, but your heart can't!" Oswell said critically.

Meng Zhe was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "Don't tear down my stage!"

Oswell smiled and shook his head: "I bet, you must have committed an old problem before, otherwise this girl would not have entered this state!"

Meng Zhe's face blushed indifferently: "Ahem, things are exactly as you imagined, and they are indeed so!"

"That's easy, we just have to watch!" Oswell's face dissipated a little, and he looked at Tang Jia with admiration.

"No, didn't you say that her life was in danger? Now why..." Meng Zhe looked at Oswell in confusion.

"Hee hee, I just wanted to see how you feel about her, but I didn't expect the result to be unexpected!" Oswell said playfully.

Meng Zhe was dumbfounded at first, then smiled wryly again: "I feel that my thinking can't keep up with your brain circuit!"

"No way, we have already broken up. In this way, our tacit understanding value will be cleared. How do you keep up with my brain circuit?" Oswell asked jokingly.

Meng Zhe's head twitched, and taking advantage of Oswell's unpreparedness, he stretched out his hand and hugged Oswell into his arms! .

Oswell kept struggling: "Let go of me, you rascal~ let me go~"

"No, until now, I have felt a sense of solidity, as if I have found a home!"

"You guy, do you still think about three wives and four concubines?" Oswell asked angrily after hearing Meng Zhe's words.