My Aunt’s Grandma is Back

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The disciple of the Royal Beast Sect leader said solemnly:

"This matter is of great importance, not just to find my missing disciple of the Royal Beast Sect."

"The drought is violent, and this cave is coming again weird. It is necessary to find out the reason for it to fight against the drought and relieve the drought."

Everyone nodded, and after Wen Qi and another disciple who was good at formation joined forces to seal off the entrance of the cave, the group of people who had been busy for half the night finally returned to the base dormitory.

Before entering the door, Wang Shuyue suddenly felt that someone was looking at herself. Looking back, a dark shadow flashed by on the opposite corridor.

Yu Qilin exclaimed: "It's her!"

Needless to say, Wang Shuyue knew what it meant to express.

After being assassinated twice by the same person, she had already recorded her breath.

"Is it Baili Tutu?" Wang Shuyue asked in her heart.

Yu Qilin affirmed: "It's definitely her. I can recognize her disgusting aura even if she turns into ashes."

Wang Shuyue tentatively explored the small building on the opposite side. The divine sense encountered a barrier, and the house was surrounded by an isolation barrier, which was unable to be explored.

With a disappointed sigh, Wang Shuyue turned around and opened the door behind him and entered the room.

The room was dark, and the monks had extremely strong night vision capabilities. As soon as Wang Shuyue raised her eyes, she met Ai Qing's big gloomy eyes. She was shocked because of her strong psychological quality.

"Why haven't you rested yet?"

Ai Qing's big eyes flickered, and suddenly she said, "The people of Imperial Music School live across from us."

Wang Shuyue looked at her in surprise, "Did you notice it?"

Ai Qing nodded, she was aware of it since the person appeared.

She raised her wrist, pointed her finger at the digital watch on her wrist, and gestured to Wang Shuyue with her hand.

Wang Shuyue was surprised to find that she could actually understand what this little girl wanted to express.

She means that the person has been observing the situation in their room since this afternoon.

but......

"Don't you like to talk?" Wang Shuyue walked to the bed and asked curiously while taking off his shoes.

Ai Qing took a deep look at her, and then broke out with difficulty: "Lazy."

Speaking strenuously, she didn't bother to speak.

Wang Shuyue: "..."

The room fell into weird silence, Wang Shuyue glanced at the little girl opposite, she had closed her eyes and was lying on the bed with her clothes.

"Huh~" Wang Shuyue let out a deep breath, and Wang Shuyue sank and exercised.

As for the situation on Yuyinzong's side, let's look at it at dawn tomorrow, she wants to see what the Baili Tutu looks like.

Set her mind, Wang Shuyue quickly entered the state of cultivation.

Jade Qilin flew out of the pet bag, a small group of cyan, squatting on top of Wang Shuyue's head, greedily absorbing the Hunyuan power overflowing from her.

Outside the base, the night was thick, and a faint red suddenly appeared on the dry ground. Two pieces of red paper money fell from the sky, revealing a strange light, and quietly fell on the corridor of the dormitory.

A tall figure passed through the wall and appeared in the room, revealing a slightly moonlight room, completely plunged into darkness.

Bai Sensen's fingertips lightly tapped, and Ai Qing's original light breathing while lying on the bed disappeared instantly. The electronic watch on her little wrist stopped moving, and time was frozen at this moment.

The gorgeous red was particularly abrupt in the black, and Morossa quietly looked at the woman who was cultivating with the unicorn beast above her head, her eyes gradually blurred.

The big hand couldn't help but slowly lifted it up and landed on her face. The index finger gently brushed the eyebrows and eyes, as if gazing intently at the beloved lover.

Wang Shuyue was awakened by a biting chill, and when she opened her eyes, she found that there was an evil and handsome face in front of her, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

This nightmare is so real!

Moroccan you climb away for Lao Tzu!

Wang Shuyue raised her hand and slapped her face down! Refusing to let Moroccan's face enter his dream state.

The "pop" was a crisp sound, very loud, and it was really heard, with echoes, which was quite realistic.

Wang Shuyue looked at her hand in a daze, and then at the pale handsome face with dangerous squinting eyes, she raised her hand and slapped her in disbelief!

However, this slap was eventually stopped, and her big hand was holding her thin wrist, like an adult clutching a child. She shook her hand hard, but she couldn't get it out.

"Ahhhh, Yuqilin, save me! This is not a dream!"

The woman's screams sounded in the room, her voice harsh and terrified.

Moroccan frowned, his empty left hand hung on his side, tight and tight, his **** eyes fixed on those eyes, and this suppressed the tyrannical irritability in his heart.

"Shut up." He couldn't bear to drink low.

Wang Shuyue was drunk for a moment, and then she collapsed with anger at this immersive nightmare.

"Ahhhh, I can't control myself!"

Morocha's eyes darkened, his left hand quickly strangled her neck, and the annoying voice stopped.

"...I really want to kill you" he said softly with a smirk.

With horrified eyes, Wang Shuyue groped for the dragon scales left by Long Yi while shaking her head.

However, as soon as Dragon Scale got it, it was photographed by Morasha.

Wang Shuyue stunned: The summon failed, it's over!

When I was desperate, my mind calmed down strangely.

Moroccan is like this, it seems that it is not here to kill her.

Seeing that Wang Shuyue was finally quiet, Morossa loosened her neck in disgust, played with dragon scales, and sneered:

"Ten thousand years, this trick is still the same, I'm tired of watching it."

Wang Shuyue had tears in her heart, Grandpa Long, please give me a piece of dragon scales that don't need to walk into the scale next time.

"Heh!" Moroccan smiled contemptuously, and threw the dragon scales back into Wang Shuyue's arms, still feeling dirty as if his hands were dirty, he didn't know where to change a veil and wiped his fingers carefully.

Wang Shuyue looked at him in surprise, what kind of operation was this?

Ma Luosha ignored her surprised look, as if thinking of something interesting, her thin lips suddenly lifted up, and her eyes were raised slightly, sweeping her up and down with his horrifying **** eyes.

Finally, her eyes fell on her hand where she was going to get the dragon scale.

Wang Shuyue was completely stiff, seeing that she was about to get the dragon scales, but she didn't want Morasha to suddenly make a move and grabbed her hand.

Then ~www.readwn.com~ He bit his fingertips, Yin Hong's blood flowed out, and a symbol was drawn in her palm.

Ghosts, ghost symbols? Wang Shuyue thought of it in shock.

The blood is like volcanic magma, and when it touches the flesh and blood, white smoke will be emitted, burning the tender flesh in her palm.

Strangely, she didn't feel any pain.

Moroccan closed his hand and looked at the rune in the woman's palm with satisfaction, as if he had seen his most outstanding work, and said with some pride:

"What is the dragon scale given by Long Yi? This king's Yama seal is a good thing. With a thought, this king can rush to it immediately."

Wang Shuyue was stunned, what was going on with this weird desire to win!

Wait, that's not right!

"What did you draw in my hand? Have you passed my permission!"

I don’t know if grandma won’t let her get tattooed!