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Approaching his eighteenth birthday, Yan Xiaomo had no intention of cultivating at all, and his body and mind were devoted to how to attack Zhuang Zhou to improve his favorability towards himself. Please search (product @ book ¥ net) to see the most complete! The fastest update

But she often didn't see Zhuang Zhou, but she was caught by two unscrupulous masters and teased.

On this day, Yan Xiaomo went to the fairy garden to pick spiritual grass as usual, but when she hadn't entered the fairy garden, she 'happened to meet' the merry master Xuanyuan Jing at the door.

Yan Xiaomo just didn't see it, and wanted to cross Xuanyuan Jing to go to the Immortal Garden.

"Little Benzhu, why do you always keep your head down, and you don't say hello when you see your uncle, it's really sad." The merry master blocked Yan Xiaomo's way, and the feather fan in his hand gently provoked Yan Xiaomo's sharp chin.

During this time, the little Benzhu seemed to be very disgusted with himself, which made Xuanyuan Jingxin panic, and he suddenly lost interest in the flowers, and his mind was full of the little Benzhu's little face.

A person who cultivates immortals must be pure-hearted and have few desires, and must not have heavy feelings, but he doesn't think so, the road to cultivating immortals is far away, if he is always alone, wouldn't it be boring, he really can't be a ruthless and unrighteous person.

Perhaps it was for this reason that it was difficult for him to make a breakthrough in his cultivation.

But so what, the road to cultivating immortals is long, and with his strength, he can't stay at this stage forever.

"Uncle Shi is good." The corners of Yan Xiaomo's mouth twitched, her voice was so scattered, and she secretly scolded the demon in her heart for those beautiful eyes.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are many beautiful men, and the three Dao Zuns of Tianshan Gate are all rare beautiful men, including the amorous and demonic Tianyuan Dao Zun, the cold Ziyang Dao Zun, and the Peerless Dao Zun who is warm and jade on the surface but black in the heart.

"Isn't Little Benzhu happy to see Uncle Shi?"

Xuanyuan Jing unfolded the folding fan, and the corners of his mouth raised a touch of arc, as if he was smiling but not smiling.

"Xiaozhu is very happy, Uncle Shi, Xiaozhu is going to pick the spirit grass, please let Uncle Shi make way."

Yan Xiaomo squeezed out a smile, and the smile was very far-fetched.

I thought that he would have to talk to Xuanyuan Jing before he was willing to give way, but he didn't expect that he didn't tease her and get out of the way, which made Yan Xiaomo take a second look.

"Little Benzhu glanced at Uncle Shi more, was he fascinated by Uncle Shi's face?" Xuanyuan Jing's pretentious smile was still a teasing tone, but there was a trace of something that Yan Xiaomo couldn't detect.

Seeing Xuanyuan Jing like this, Yan Xiaomo was really distracted, this man is definitely the kind of man who can be eaten by both men and women, and he can be attacked and bearable.

Damn, what are you thinking? Yan Xiaomo swept away the nonsense in her mind.

Yan Xiaomo came back to her senses, hurriedly entered the fairy garden, and recited the heart-clearing mantra more than a dozen times.

Xuanyuan Jing leaned lazily against the door of the fairy garden, looking at the back of the deserted escape, the corners of his mouth hooked a deep arc, but his eyes were doting.

Why didn't I find out that this little stupid bamboo was so cute, it was really a treasure, she was like a poppy, and it was hard to quit when she was dyed.

Yan Xiaomo went to look for the spirit grass by herself this time, after all, Xuanyuan Jing was watching her at the door, she couldn't let the little fairy boy go to find it, otherwise wouldn't it show him a joke, and he didn't even know the spirit grass.

It's just that Yan Xiaomo still looked up to herself, she really didn't know any spirit grass, after looking for it twice, Yan Xiaomo saw a glowing spirit grass, and felt that this was the spirit grass she was looking for, so she reached out to pull it out, but she didn't expect that the spirit grass was not pulled out but the skin of her finger was cut by the spirit grass.

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