Chapter 22: Classmate

The red underwear is perfectly wrapped on the girl's body, and the uneven figure is drastically outlined. It is enough for her to describe it with one word: Qiao.
Chest, hips, chin, and corners of the eyes.
The girl is very young, just like eighteen or nineteen years old. She has fair and fair skin, and her lips are red, and there is a tantalizing arc on the corner of her mouth. The round eyes are shining with a hot temperature. A little pepper. If you look at it for a while, your eyes will be burned, but you can't help looking down like that. It seems like a moth, knowing that the high temperature is enough to melt the soul, but still can't resist the temptation to reveal from the bone marrow.
Little chili came up and didn't look at Wen Leyang and others at all. His hot eyes were fixed on the monk and the old man, and he said with a clear smile: "The two masters, meet again!" The pretty smile lines gradually solidified into shabby lines.
Jifei Laodao immediately received the flying sword, looking at the girl in red uncomfortably. He smiled in his mouth, quietly thinking about moving in the other direction under his feet.
The monk was originally cut into a dizzy turn, and now escaped doom violently, turning around twice, sitting on the ground, grunting, panting, sweating all over his face, inadvertently glancing back at the girl in red , Immediately jumped up in panic and stumbled to the side of the old road: "It's over, someone has found it!"
The panic on Jifei Laodao's face flashed away, and he smiled with confidence: "It's okay, look at me." Then, he shook his head gently at the hot chili pepper, and suddenly shouted: "all The monk's idea! "Then he spread his feet and ran away, and he didn't need the apprentice, nor the 'Thunderstorm Order'.
The monk froze for a moment, and slammed himself violently with a bald head: "How come I don't remember long!" Two big sleeves blocked my face and ran away.
Little Chili stomped his feet fiercely: "I can't run! Ah egg!" Sushou flipped the long two-and-a-half long needles and rushed towards the master. The chubby dun named Ah egg promised babble, swept awkwardly up the mountain, like an angry young leopard, rushed towards the monk like lightning.
Xiao Yi exclaimed in a low voice: "It's the soul-fixing needle, and it looks like the 'corpse dance' of the Luo family. It should be the person of Wuyaling." Then he explained to Wen Leyang: "With our Wen family Like the wrong fist, corpse dance can only be learned after passing the ten-year exam and becoming a disciple of Crow Ridge. "
Xiao Chili danced with his hands, the attack of a pair of long needles was strange and fierce, but the movement looked extremely uncoordinated. Wen Leyang suddenly realized after watching it for a while. When she was attacking, her joints were mostly kept in a stiff state, with the strength of her body And movement, rely on muscle to mobilize, it really seems that the body is dancing.
The fat little egg over there, the movement is almost the same as the little pepper. At least the same style.
Wen Leyang nodded: "This soul-boosting seal should be hers, and the monk Lao Dao doesn't know how to cheat from her." The little pepper's skill seems to be a little stronger than he was more than four months ago.
Although the method of pepper is spicy and weird, it is obviously not on the same level as the cloaked fists and magnificent spells of the two monks just now. Wen Leyang was kind-hearted, fearing that the girl would suffer a loss, and quietly took two steps, and the whole body was preparing to rush into the battle group at any time.
The monk and the old man were entangled, so anxiously, but no one was willing to hurt his hand, but just wanted to run with a guilty conscience.
After a while, even Xiao Yi could see that the little baby egg was better. The girl in red couldn't deal with the nonsensical. Her long needles were madly murderous, but she couldn't even touch other people's bodies. By then, if the old man really wanted to fight, the little pepper would have hit the ground long ago.
The four people were divided into two pairs of stalks, and Chubby Dun jumped up and down, and the round sunglasses on his face fell to the ground with a clatter. Xiao Yi grabbed Wen Leyang with sweat in his palm: "That kid ... is a corpse, child ... child corpse! "
Wen Leyang reached out and patted the little girl's forehead, he had long seen it, A egg acted like the wind but quietly, not at all the two or three-year-old doll can do, and from time to time will stick out his tongue to lick his lips, although The movement was extremely fast, but he couldn't escape his eyes.
That little tongue, black in color.
Under the sunglasses, A egg's eyes are dark and dark, and there is a huge contrast with the pale face. The eyes are closed at all, and it seems that they have never been opened.
Jifei Lao Tao was blocked back by the girl in red for several times, and suddenly his eyes rolled and shouted at Wen Leyang: "Baby apprentice, go with that brand first, and then you will arrive as a teacher!"
Before the words fell, Yu Guang of Xiao Chili also saw the brand in Wen Leyang's hand, and suddenly gave up the old way. In the squeaky sound, the graceful body swayed in a stunning arc, holding the soul-fixing needle like Wen Leyang flew over. :"give me!"
Is not overjoyed, ran away with his sleeves. Just stepped forward, the swaying figure in front of him, a thick smile, quietly blooming in his eyes, this shock is quite a little, the body just preparing to escape jumped back. Despite the continuous quarrels just now, no matter whether it is a monk or a small pepper, he will not hurt his old life, but now it is different. The enemy suddenly appears in front of himself without warning. May suffer a big loss.
Wen Leyang has stopped in front of the Tao, and said with a smile: "Dao Dao don't leave, I still have something to ask."
The little pepper just flew like a blast of electricity, and flew to Wen Leyang. Unexpectedly, the young man who looked at the silly country had disappeared. When he looked again, this kid had stopped the old man.
Wen Leyang waved the Soul Seal to the girl in red: "Miss ... girl ... that classmate, please don't fight it." Then he pointed to the zombie baby who was still grinning and desperately grinning.
The girl in red was confused and reached out to take the sign. After hesitating for a while, the bone needle tapped a few times and made an empty blunt sound: "A egg, don't hit it!" The zombie baby was very obedient, babble Nodded and stopped taking care of the monk. He jumped straight back to his master. The chubby hand touched it in his arms, and he took out a pair of sunglasses and put it on his face.
The monk and the old man looked at each other with puzzlement. With Wen Leyang's stance, he knew that he looked away. This country boy's ability is definitely not compatible with his appearance.
Because practicing Qi and nourishing the spirit, as long as you do n’t get too bad, you can basically recognize the identity of the other party, because the glare that appears after the foundation of the eyes ca n’t be hidden anyway, but Wen Leyang ’s current practice and this The outlines of all the exercises in the world are contrary to each other. They are all built from the inside out. He builds the foundation first, and then cultivates the spirit to nourish the spirit. At first sight, the monk and the old man thought that the boy had excellent roots and forced to accept his disciples.
It is common for cultivators to see the depth of each other, but it is almost impossible to mistake each other for ordinary people or ordinary people for cultivation.
Wen Leyang did not respond to the questioning eyes of the two monks, and he did not know how to respond: "The two masters stole ... took someone else's things?"
The old monk blushed, but the old thief turned around: "It's not stolen or taken, it was picked up, it was picked up by accident."
Xiao Yi smiled and said: "Just like you just picked up a baby apprentice."
The monk of the water mirror brightened his eyes and nodded hard: "Yes, it's all fate!"
"The fate ..." The little chili face turned red, and the soul-fixing needle in his hand pointedly pointedly at the old man, "Give me the lantern!"
The old-fashioned thief looked at the monk: "Monk, now, let's return the little girl's lantern to others."
The monk stared at his small eyes, his mouth stammered and speechless.
The little chili took a deep breath, and his full chest was coming out, and his hot eyes looked at Wen Leyang: "Why is this brand in your hands?"
Before Wen Leyang had spoken, Xiao Yi rushed to answer for him: "Lao Dao has to accept him as an apprentice. We haven't agreed yet. Lao Dao put this sign in his hand and said it was a meeting ceremony, and then you came. "
Little Chili nodded, and the expression on his face was obviously a lot lighter. These words came out from Bing Qingyujie's Xiao Yi's mouth, and naturally there would be no fakes.
She is not stupid, knowing that she and the zombie baby ca n’t get two old thieves alone. Fortunately, the sloppy country boy looks stupid, and seems to be deliberately protecting himself. The monk was not a gang and immediately asked him for help: "Boy ... classmates, these two old thieves are liars and stole my stuff!" Xiao Chili didn't know what to call Wen Leyang, just like him, they were all classmates .
All students in the world.
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Recommends two books, both new books and the books that Douzi is chasing recently.
"The First Demon in History"
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This book has nothing to do with confusion, but the good quality is nothing to say, the author is called Shui Shan, it is a vest. To be honest, the first time Doug saw such a disrespectful vest, it is Shanshui instead
If Xiaohua is a spoof, then Shui Shui is a literary play. This guy didn't say a few words, and our monitor was destroyed by a sip of tea. Think about it, if one day our home appliances all have something similar to a god, and they become monsters, and they call us brothers, should we laugh or scratch the wall ~
I like to make MM mobile phones, the rice cookers that bankruptcy plans to grab banks, notebooks for playing hackers, and evil electric bicycles. What is it thinking about?
Shuishui's masterpiece of transformation, brothers and sisters who like urban legends and urban rhapsody, must take a look.
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Second book "The Wheel of the Outside World"
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Let ’s remember the book through the Terminator. UU read www.uukanshu.com. Um, do n’t remember it, when I did n’t say ... This guy, the Fortune Beast, spent a few months to hide and hide, and arranged a very scary copy The outline, the story is so big that Douzi was dumbfounded, from the power system to the force structure, from the character to the event trigger, etc., and it is particularly rare that all the details have been displayed, and the outline is already very enjoyable.
Exaggerated? No exaggeration, just look at it and you will know.
Another thing that surprised me is that this kid actually used it for a few months and changed it over and over a dozen times for a beginning. Bean said responsibly, the beginning of this book is already very exquisite It is exquisite and impeccable. Of course, everyone has a different angle of reading and different excitement, but in my opinion, the beginning of Caicai's new book can get a very high score. And this time, Ya is really real, not taking me seriously.
In addition, because of some kind of dark psychology, I didn't paste the introductions of these two books. How can they write so well? I'm very passive ~~
The two books are of different styles, one is Sichuan Spicy, the other is fresh Shanghai style, and the beans are brought in once.
To sum up, the urban ability of "The First Demon in History", the author is good at water; the continent of "The Wheel of the Outsider" is another world, the author of the wealth and beast; counting the beans, the three of us are the starting point of the small tiger team ... Fandu Dudu newcomer (tell me), how supportive brothers and sisters are! !
Douzi thanks!