Interstellar Strongest Gu Master

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The clothes the boy was wearing had their sleeves and trousers rolled up, obviously not his own clothes.

Xia Mingshuang suddenly hated her super strong memory, the clothes clearly belonged to Xia Mingzhe!

A person like Xia Mingzhe, who is obsessed with cleanliness, actually gave the boy clothes to wear. It's really not because she wanted to think too much on purpose, but because she had to think too much!

"that's right!"

Xia Mingshuang was just about to praise her little brother, but this time he was able to think so much, and his thoughts reached the same level as hers.

The next moment, this thought directly strangled her stomach, and she looked at the complacent person, wishing to strangle him to death and reincarnate.

"Brother is actually a face control, I really didn't expect it!" Xia Mingluo sincerely sighed.

"Ah-sister, why did you hit me?" Xia Mingluo complained, covering his forehead.

Xia Mingshuang snorted coldly: "Hit you? I wish I could strangle you to death!"

Xia Mingluo: "..." Women are so fickle. One second they were amiable, and the next second they were fisting each other.

Yan Xi looked at the clean and tidy room, which was completely different from his previous room, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. Sky blue curtains were hung by the window, and a gust of wind blew the curtains swaying. There was a huge bed in the center, and Yan Xi was lying sideways There is room to lie down.

Xia Mingzhe looked at the person who was rolling around on the bed like a little puppy, and shook his head helplessly.

Obviously such a lovely person, how could he be so guarded when we first met?

The scene of the two meeting for the first time suddenly appeared in my mind. The laser gun in my hand almost hit the boy's heart, and there was a wave of fear in my heart.

"Do you still feel used to it?" Xia Mingzhe asked as he leaned down and put his arms on Yanxi's side.

The boy was lying on the bed, and the man leaned down. Their eyes met, and it seemed that the number of eyelashes could be counted clearly if they were so close.

Yan Xi thought for a second and replied, "It's okay."

Even though this room is good, it restricts him a bit too much. To sum it up, it is not suitable for cultivation.

Xia Mingzhe nodded.

Although he and the boy had only been together for about four months day and night, he was used to the antique house, and he felt a little uncomfortable seeing such a modern bedroom suddenly.

"You sleep in my room, I come here to sleep." Xia Mingzhe said suddenly.

Yanxi: "Huh?"

Xia Mingzhe explained: "My room is large and has high security. You can display some things you used to before."

It's nice to be cared about, but Yan Xi doesn't mind telling Xia Mingzhe something that subverts his ideas even more.

Left and right Xia Mingzhe has just entered the path of cultivation, and he is also willing to broaden his horizons in advance.

The sharper the weapon, the better it can function.

Yan Xi raised his chin slightly, and said arrogantly: "As long as I think, any place can be solid."

With a wave of his arm, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted in an instant, and the environment in the room changed drastically.

All the things that were full of the atmosphere of the interstellar era disappeared, and replaced by an antique house, which was impressively the house they lived in in Desolate Star.

Xia Mingzhe was shocked.

When he left Desolate Star, he saw with his own eyes that the young man had collected all the courtyard and pavilions into the space, and he had already vaguely guessed that he might be able to release them at the right time.