She approached Xuanlin, and she still looked calm and relaxed on the surface of mortals, but secretly pulled the corners of Xuanlin's clothes but scratched and scratched.

Xuanlin has never had any pets, but people like him have never gotten along with fierce beasts, and they don't understand what it means to be cute.

"Senior brother." He looked at the little Taoist priest and pulled out the cloud sword.

"Huh?" How did Xia Ling see the coldness in Xuan Lin's eyes.

"Pull my robe again and chop off your hands." Xuanlin said.

He is most annoyed that others are sticky and pulling with him, they are all male cultivators, what is there to pull?

Xia Ling: "......" Did she create too many evils and be retributed?

When did Xuanlin become so indifferent to her, she really wanted to hang people up and beat her directly.

Lowering his eyes aggrievedly, Xia Ling's face was pale, but the eyelashes were slender and delicate.

This scene always looks like a cold Taoist priest bullying this delicate little Taoist priest.

The onlookers were still stunned, Xuan Lin grabbed Xia Ling's wrist, and the cloud sword roared and rose to the sky.

The cloud sword carried Xuan Lin and Xia Ling to the outside of Yizhou City.

"Ahh Xia Ling deliberately exclaimed, on the flying sword, surrounded by swirling clouds. She shook her body and pretended to be careless, and suddenly pressed against Xuanlin's back from behind, and her hands wrapped around his waist.

Before the troubled hand touched Xuanlin's thin waist, a huge force came from the shoulder.

Xia Ling didn't move at all, but it took her 0.01 seconds to react, Xuan Lin directly wanted to pick her up and throw her off the flying sword?

Xia Ling quickly gave up resistance, and his body shook like an upside-down onion.

"Division...... Brother...... Ahhhh......h Help me......"

Falling directly from mid-air, she watched the flying sword above her head getting farther and farther away from her, Xuan Lin, the straight man of steel, really left her like this?

Xia Ling scolded Xuanlin in his heart.

The monk who built the foundation would not be fine if he fell from such a high altitude, at most he would be a little embarrassed.

Xia Ling hid his cultivation, and could only use the strength of building a foundation, holding Yuan Shouyi, and protecting his head and face.

Bang –

There was a dull sound, and the earth seemed to shake.

Rising from the ground, at her feet, a clear humanoid pit was clearly visible.

Xia Ling landed on the ground first, and under the protection of the body protection aura, even the nose and eyes could see some outlines in the pits on the ground.

A gust of wind swept by, and Xuan Lin stood quietly behind Xia Ling.

"Let's go."

Let's go? Xia Ling looked back at him.

He was thrown down from the flying sword, and he fell so badly, didn't Xuan Lin say anything?

"What's wrong?" Xuan Lin twisted his eyebrows.

It's all men, Xuanlin really can't understand Xia Xi's brain circuit.

Niangli still likes to do things to him, is this a good apprentice taught by Duanxi?

"Let's go, you can go by yourself, I won't go anyway." Xia Ling leaned on his back and sat down on the edge of the humanoid pit.

Her appearance is clearly sprinkled.

Xuanlin didn't understand.

"If you don't leave, then I'll be happy."

Turning around, Xuanlin strode forward.

Outside this Yizhou city is an endless wilderness, the dry grass makes the wasteland look golden, Xuanlin is wearing a gray robe, the tall back is calm and cold, walking and walking, he is really going to go far.

"Hey, hey, brother!" Xia Ling thought about his life in his heart, and quickly got up.

She caught up with Xuanlin, raised her hand, didn't dare to touch Xuanlin's wide robe, took it back and pursed her lips.

"Senior brother! You're leaving? Where are you going? ”