What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

Yin Rong was taken aback by herself, turned her head subconsciously, and looked at her own stove, but saw Chengyang Muqiu standing with his hands behind his back with a face of nothing to do with himself, as if Tu Dazui's sudden kneeling had nothing to do with him at all. Disgusted: "Is this toad so weak?"

Just as Tu Dazui felt the coercion on his body disappear, he was so angry that a carp stiffened, and he rushed towards Yinrong. Chengyang Muqiu looked at him coldly, but didn't move at all.

Yinrong had no choice but to take the move, everything happened too fast, he couldn't use any moves, and in a hurry, he only used the most proficient and only tricks he knew.

Yinrong has never used charms in such a embarrassing manner. The whole person hugs his head in a defensive posture and recites the mantra silently. However, the magical weapon that attacked him was suspended in mid-air, and stopped suddenly half an inch away from the silver fleece, without hurting him at all.

Yinrong peeked in disbelief, and found that Tu Dazui's posture and expression were a little strange.

Tu Dazui was frozen——his face and eyebrows were covered with a layer of white frost, and the hand holding the magic weapon "Xuantian Zhaojian" also radiated naked eyes in midsummer. Visible coldness, but the corners of the mouth were hooked into a smirk, and the eyes were fixed on the silver velvet, with a demented look of being fascinated.

...was it frozen, or did the charm work?

Anyway, his cultivation has improved!The double cultivation had an immediate effect!I don't know how long this effect can last, Yinrong took advantage of the effect of the spell, picked up the smeared court slips, and greeted him.

While beating and scolding: "I'm selling my ass, but I won't sell it to you! I went to pee without a mirror at home, your mother's ugly toad, the uglier you are, the more mischievous it is. I think my hands are dirty when I beat you!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped to Tu Dazui's chest, stomped his feet hard, until he vomited green acid water, and then dragged Chengyang Muqiu away with a look of disgust.

Chengyang Muqiu ran along obediently, while admonishing with disapproval: "Why didn't you just end him?"

Yinrong turned to look at him, her amber eyes widened: "It doesn't matter, does it? He's not guilty of death."

Chengyang Muqiu frowned slightly: "But, when he recovers, he may still trouble you."

Yinrong smiled and said, "I'm not afraid now! Our two cultivations are very effective, as long as we try a few more times, he will no longer be my opponent. Feng Shui will take turns, and it will be his turn to be my defeater!"

The rest of Chengyang Muqiu's remonstrance was stuck in his throat, his face slowly blushed, and he pursed the corners of his mouth and said "um", "Then let's go back quickly."

"By the way," Chengyang Muqiu asked, "What's the name of your technique to freeze that toad? It seems familiar, maybe I saw it before I lost my memory."

"You can't have seen it before," Yinrong felt that Chengyang Muqiu and himself were grasshoppers tied to the same rope, not outsiders, so he said bluntly, "This is my own unique secret technique, even Master No, it was brought from the womb, what you saw today, don't tell outsiders, otherwise we will be in trouble."

Chengyang Muqiu really felt that the technique of freezing people was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and after hearing what Yinrong said, he hurriedly swore that he would keep his mouth shut.

And the following activities left him with no time to think about other things, and he forgot all about the 'deja vu'—because Yinrong had tasted the sweetness brought by the "replenishing technique", he overcame his fear of pain and hurriedly pulled Chengyang Muqiu went back to double cultivation.

When the two returned, it was still early, Chengyang Muqiu blushed and said, "It's not proper to prostitute yourself in the daytime."

Then Yin Qin diligently took out part of the fabric bought in Fangshi today as a curtain, covering the only small window of the thatched cottage, and carried Yin Rong to the bed without delay.

Yinrong: "..." I don't know if he is shy.

But soon, Yinrong didn't have the energy to complain about her furnace.

If it is said that he is not a "little boy" for the first time, then this time, Yinrongsuan has thoroughly seen the "strength" of the top-grade furnace. tireless.

Yinrong sobbed and began to cry again, Chengyang Muqiu kissed his tears away distressedly, his persuasive voice was soft and tender, but what he did was completely opposite.

Silver Fleece was hoarse from crying.

"Would you like to meditate and adjust your breath?" After the incident, Chengyang Muqiu warmed the tea thoughtfully, and fed it to Yinrong's mouth.

Yinrong took a sip weakly, then lay back straight, unwilling to say a word.Why do you sit?He can't sit up at all now, his legs are shaking from the pain.

Chengyang Muqiu took a look at his face, and asked cautiously, "Is it still hurting? I'll fetch water, take a hot bath, and clean it up for you, will it make you feel better?"

Yinrong said decisively: "No!"

Chengyang Muqiu: "You don't have to be polite to me."

Silver Velvet: "I'm not being polite, I want to keep and absorb the essence so that I can cultivate."

When Chengyang Muqiu heard the words, his face blushed again.

Yinrong was so tired that he didn't even want to move his fingers. In the end, he lay down on his stomach and slept the whole night. He didn't wake up until the next day at three poles. He felt more comfortable and his body aches and pains subsided. Then he got up to meditate and practiced, and when he absorbed all the essence and turned it into his own cultivation, another twelve hours had passed.

Chengyang Muqiu is like a diligent new daughter-in-law, embroidering with a needlework basket early in the morning, the door is open, and her tall figure casts a long shadow in the morning light.

Yin Rong rubbed his eyes, and felt that his "beautiful wife" was not worth picking up, except for that one thing - it would be better if it was more gentle, he would not be able to bear it if it was too violent...

"Are you awake?" Chengyang Muqiu showed him a gentle smile, in the morning light and birdsong, he was so handsome.

Yin Rong rubbed his eyes and thought: Don't be too greedy, my own stove can make money, she is handsome, and her job is almost almost, how can a person be perfect?

When Chengyang Muqiu was a female celebrity, Yinrong had nothing to do, so he turned back into a little fox, holding his beloved puppet in his mouth, grunting and biting the puppet's neck and stepping on the bed.

Chengyang Muqiu had probably never had a spiritual pet before, and it was so novel to see, he couldn't help but stop his embroidery work, and licked the hair ball that was sticking out his buttocks and concentrating on breastfeeding.

Brushed off a hand of hair.

Summer is here, and the silver velvet has been shedding recently.

Several young monks who were generous and skilled returned quietly to Pipa Town.

"Brother, haven't we already searched for this place? Why do we have to search again for this place alone?"

"We just do what we are told. The uncle said, 'Don't let the Huajie and Liuxiang go'," one of them said, and laughed meaningfully, "It doesn't matter if we stay in Hongxiulou for a few more days, it's not considered a violation of the rules. It's a beautiful job."

"That's right, the order that Elder Qing Huan issued in person naturally has his reasons, so we'll just carry it out."

Outside the door, Lan Zhi, who was carrying wine and was about to come in to serve her, turned pale when she heard "Qing Huan"'s name, her hands trembled, and the wine pot rolled to the ground, spilling the wine all over the floor.