Da Bong fights more people

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The night is cold as water.

Rongrong, who was sleeping very lightly, moved her ears and heard the slight sound of her clothes flapping.

Someone performed lightness kung fu and landed in the yard outside.

She subconsciously held down the dagger beside the bed, and then judged from the light footsteps that it was her master.

"Master, have you returned from practicing?"

When she was asking, she saw the master pushing the door and entering. In the hazy moonlight, she couldn't see his appearance clearly, but judging from the overall outline, she seemed a little embarrassed.

Rongrong sat up and was about to light the lamp, but the beautiful woman hurriedly stopped her:

"Don't light the lights!"

The beautiful woman lightly avoided the obstacles in the room, picked up the barrel from behind the screen, turned and went out.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Rongrong heard the "snack" sound of undressing and the slight sound of water, and knew to start taking a bath.

Really, what's there to be shy... Rongrong murmured in her heart.

She was brought up by her master, until she was a girl, and occasionally soaked in the big bathtub with her master.

Suddenly, she sniffled and said in a low voice:

"What's the smell?"

Warriors have a keen sense of smell.

The sound of the water stagnated, and the beautiful woman said with a guilty conscience:

"Smell? Well, maybe it's because I practiced for my master in the woods, and got, got dirty..."

The eldest daughter of Huanghua didn't know the taste of sugar, so she didn't doubt it at all, and said "oh".

"Master, tell me what I should do to make Xu Yinluo fall in love with me." Rong Rong frowns.

The beautiful woman snorted coldly: "Don't think about it, practice honestly, and pay more attention to the young people around you, Xu Yinluo is not something you can climb."

Rong Rong snorted: "I just like him, if I like him, I have to fight for it, I can see him every day, and I am willing to be a concubine."

If you like it, you have to fight for it... The beautiful woman leaned against the tub and muttered to herself.

..........

Li Lingsu came back at night with a red face and a smile on his face. The overall state perfectly interpreted the saying "people are refreshed on happy occasions".

Although she still couldn't face this relationship directly, and was afraid of the consequences after it was made public, she didn't resolutely draw a line with herself anymore.

Li Lingsu can understand Ji Jinmei's concerns, because he also has similar fears.

The two, who were nearly 20 years apart in age, became Taoist couples. Under the Transcendent Realm, such a combination would attract strange eyes no matter in the heavenly sect or in the secular world.

Even invite people to cast aside.

He pressed the flying sword, landed early when he was close to the residence, and then carefully adjusted his clothes.

After confirming that there were no flaws, he returned to the courtyard.

"Squeak~"

The courtyard door was not locked, and the people living inside didn't care whether the door was locked or not.

The moment the door was opened, Li Lingsu was taken aback by the scene in the yard.

Beside the stone table, sat Xu Qi'an, Li Miaozhen, Miao Youfang, Chu Yuanzhen and Master Hengyuan.

Everyone was drinking wine, holding glasses in their hands, and looked at themselves with treacherous smiles.

"So elegant..."

Li Lingsu looked calm and calm.

Li Miaozhen asked, "Where did you go?"

"walk around."

Li Lingsu replied like this.

Feiyan Nvxia sniffled: "The smell of women's makeup and powder."

The Holy Son didn't panic at all, chuckled lightly and said:

"My damn charm....The biggest worry of senior brother is that he is too popular with women."

Li Miaozhen nodded slowly, and suddenly acted with a deep affection:

"Meier, age shouldn't be an obstacle to our love."

Xu Qi'an got up silently, looked at Li Miaozhen affectionately, and said:

"If you are afraid of gossip and the opinions of fellow disciples and disciples, then I can take you away."

... Li Lingsu's pupils dilated slightly, and he was dumbfounded.

Chu Yuanzhen shook his head, took a sip of mulled wine:

"Li Daochang, you may not know that I have no father or mother since I was a child, and I don't know what it's like to be loved by my mother."

Miao Youfang hurriedly said:

"Master Chu, don't be sad, since you don't want me to be your brother, then I will be your son."

After the words fell, a little white fox sprang out of the room, its voice was as clear as a silver bell, and said softly:

"Do you feel it? The blood is boiling for you."

At this moment, Li Lingsu felt abandoned by the whole world.

"You, you..."

The Holy Son's face turned red, and he felt a flame rising from his body, and phantom black smoke spewed out from his head.

The members of the Tiandihui went to sleep contentedly, leaving Li Lingsu standing in the yard alone.

"Ah, by the way, my parents died since I was a child, right? I'll chat with the two elders later." Li Miaozhen made it up with a smile.