When you have been used to being a tomboy for a long time, you have been calling you brothers and brothers for a long time. When one day, she suddenly feels sweet with you, you will definitely not be able to stand it.

Xiao Ran personally experimented.

What's more, the master's figure and appearance have all changed back to the girl's age of similar age.

Who can withstand this?

Don't do this, Master, I'm not such a person.

I want to fetch, but I don't want to fetch...

It’s not that I don’t want to, the key is that I won’t get points for other things!

Don’t blame the apprentice for not being human, just blame the system for being too charming.

Xiao Ran pressed the gun without hesitation and asked with a stern face:

"What do you like?"

The girl Ling Zhouyue endured her sweet smile and walked around Xiao Ran again, and turned around in place, like a flower waving, her tightly wrapped blue shirt showed a very proud figure.

"Do you like this outfit?"

This broad mind, this exaggerated waist-to-hip ratio, this pair of long legs that go straight down from thick to thin...

Xiao Ran almost suffered internal injuries.

Are you showing off your outfit?

I thought of ten thousand words to cover up my words, and when I spoke, I could only hear a honest voice-

"like."

Ling Zhouyue gave Xiao Ran a faint white look, and her temperament instantly returned to normal state.

"Is the man's mind full of mud? This torn clothes strangled me to death."

As she said that, she untied her mind as if no one else was around, opened her hand and suffused her sweaty chest to breathe, emitting a body scent mixed with the aroma of wine and medicine.

"That's the design!"

Xiao Ran didn't look at it and thought, why don't you make a slit on your waist and legs?

"By the way!"

Ling Zhouyue had a sudden idea and tore open the tight skirt around her legs, opened a big fork, revealing her plump and white thighs.

Her slightly contemptuous look seemed to be saying-

If a woman wears her tightly, she will cater to men and make yellow, and a good woman should expose her legs with her chest and legs exposed.

Xiao Ran was speechless.

Aren’t you even more shameless in this way?

Ling Zhouyue lifts a pot and drinks wine, and the beautiful day's drink begins.

“Are the stuff ready?”

She asked casually.

Xiao Ran nodded.

“Everything is ready.”

Ling Zhouyue curled her lips.

"There is nothing to prepare for, it's just a Class C mission, not every time it's dead."

What does it mean that people die every time?

Xiao Ran was as stable as an old dog, but when he said this, he suddenly felt guilty.

At this time, Yinyue Zhenren came out of the alchemy room.

After dressing up carefully in the Dan Room, she looked gentle and charming and much younger.

Just holding two mahogany coffins in your hand? They look a bit scary.

Cooperating with what Master said just now, Xiao Ran's face turned black.

Yinyue Zhenren said:

"This is the Dao Alliance's Netherland Transport Box, which can be used to bring mortals out of the Netherland? You can only bring three people at most? Each extra person will consume more spiritual power and at the same time, it will be more life-threatening."

It turns out it's not a coffin...

Xiao Ran then breathed a sigh of relief.

"knew."

Yinyue Zhenren nodded slightly? He had a little expectation and worry in his eyes, and he just said:

"It's getting late? You guys hurry up and set off."

Ling Zhouyue pinched her waist with a wine pot? The curve of the twists between her waist and hips seemed very beautiful.

"It's about an hour to go to Wuyan City. I'm a little tired when I drive the sword."

Xiao Ran said:

"Master now only has the ability to refine Qi, so I'll just take you with my disciples to carry you with swords."

"The sword is too small? You are too slow."

Speaking of this? Ling Zhouyue raised her hand to cut off two large bamboos from the air.

Cut the dried bamboo pieces one by one, tie them up with bamboo strips, and weave them into a roughly crafted bamboo strip.

Stepping onto the bamboo stairs, sat cross-legged.

"Go up."

"oh."

Xiao Ran was stunned for a long time and almost didn't react. He quickly stepped onto the bamboo tray and sat down honestly.

The bamboo rows soared into the air.

Shuving through the mountains of Zongzhi at an extremely fast speed? He quickly left the mountain protection formation.

Xiao Ran thought to himself.

Master’s body has not yet entered the underworld and is in the same space as the blood jade bone temporarily hidden by Master Bo? Therefore, he can continue to use the spiritual power of the divine dispersion realm in the blood jade.

Xiao Ran sat on the bamboo tray and suddenly felt like "the small bamboo tray was flowing up the sky"

Outside the Zongzhi Mountain.

Is it a desolate desert? And the broken walls buried underground by the desert.

Occasionally, some places with a little star-green? They are scattered countries and towns.

Looking up, the fish belly in the east is already red.

In the misty morning glow, golden light suddenly shone everywhere, like boiling steel, splashing out, surrounding the sun wheels and rising slowly among the mountains.

For a long time, the clouds were turned from dark red to dazzling golden yellow layer by layer, and became more and more intense, and in a blink of an eye, the entire world dyed red.

The golden glow reflected Ling Zhou's picturesque face. She took a sip of warm wine and sighed rarely:

“The sunrise is so beautiful.”

Xiao Ran was pinching his master's shoulders and pulling some wool.

I thought that no matter how beautiful the sunrise is, it is not as beautiful as the master.

"It's a pity that it won't exist forever."

Ling Zhouyue is sad and adds to it.

Xiao Ran understood what Master meant and just smiled:

"It rains occasionally in the desert, who can guarantee it forever?"

Ling Zhouyue drank wildly again:

"This era is not too bad, at least we can choose to die with whom."

Xiao Ran's face was as dark as ink, and he just muttered in a low voice:

"Is it still too late to go to the Underworld now?"

Ling Zhouyue smiled happily:

"You're quite afraid of death."

Xiao Ran said seriously while kneading:

"I'm afraid that I will not be able to respect my master after death."

Ling Zhouyue smiled and looked up at the sunlight.

"Don't be afraid, at worst I'll die with you."
To be continued...