"yes, okay." Ling Luo smiled and nodded, "Then where do I live?" ”

Xuanyuan Yu thought about it, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and said, "Otherwise, my room." ”

Xuanyuan Yu's eyes suddenly widened, staring at Ling Luo in disbelief, and his voice suddenly became a little stammered: "That...... I...... I'm actually joking. ”

No way! She actually agreed!

He thought she was going to beat him up!

"Oh? Is it? The smile on Ling Luo's lips deepened, a touch of cunning crossed her crystal beautiful eyes, and said, "So you were joking, I thought you were serious, that's a pity." ”

"......" Xuanyuan Yu's eyes suddenly darkened.

The whole person was completely petrified and fell into a dark state.

Hey, hey, no! Did she take it seriously? And promised?!

Isn't he digging his own grave when he says things like "just kidding"?

A certain self-proclaimed clever wife and slave suddenly had an urge to bury herself!

The only chance to be so close to Luo'er was killed by himself! Stumble!

Seeing Xuanyuan Yu's expression, Ling Luo's mood suddenly improved, his eyes were full of a sly smile, he turned around, hummed a pleasant little song in his mouth, and walked towards the extremely spacious courtyard of the prince's palace.

You cannot live if you have done your own iniquity.

Xuanyuan Yu deeply understood the meaning of this sentence, and he had to find someone to assign another bedroom for Luo'er.

It's night.

The night is quiet.

The beautiful moonlight shines through the window lattice and pours on the floor of the bedroom.

Ling Luo sat cross-legged, his heart facing the sky, a pair of beautiful eyes slowly closed, and a faint light flickered at the center of his eyebrows.

She had fallen into an extreme state of meditation, and with an extremely quiet state of mind, she carefully comprehended the mysteries of cultivation.

At noon today, the battle with Xuanyuan Yangyue in Mo Shang Xiangfang not only taught the woman who didn't know the height of the sky a good lesson, but also obtained a precious ancient rune by chance.

Puppet Manipulation!

However, she has no interest in puppet dolls sewn from metal wood chips and cotton wool leather, which are the exclusive domain of little girls with twisted and dark minds.

What really interested her was the golden silk thread of control that was drawn from Xuanyuan Yangyue's hand.

Xuanyuan Yangyue's thinking is too narrow, and such a sophisticated rune technique is actually used in such an ignorant place as manipulating a puppet doll, but he doesn't know that manipulating living things is even more exciting than manipulating dead things!

Ling Luo carefully recalled the shape of the runes on Xuanyuan Yangyue's long nails, and traced them over and over again in his heart.

Tracing comprehension, tracing comprehension.

Time gradually passed, and when the moon was in the middle of the sky, Ling Luo's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and an extremely sharp crimson light burst out.

At the same time, an ancient rune the size of a palm suddenly appeared above her hands.

The structure of the runes is the same as that of the Xuanyuan Moon, except that the runes are not golden, but reddish-black.

As far as his mind came, Ling Luo's ten fingers suddenly pulled out the slender control line condensed by the ten Extreme Fire Essence Elements.

The control line stretched all the way, slowly spreading out from the window lattice, winding and winding, and finally stopped in front of an extremely ornate pavilion in the courtyard.