Chapter 861: Master, don't allow eavesdropping

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The more stunned the party at the time, the less likely he was to know that he had once killed his sweetheart and finally took her away. The ruthless catcher was indifferent to him and he became more and more annoying.
The small eight in the space is silent: the blackening value has increased by 2 points. When Nanxun came through, the initial value of the big boss had already been 85. How long did it last, and it rose to 92 points a little bit. Many times, he completely looked at him. He didn’t know that the big boss would be blackened.
"Master Master, have you asked the question?" The small head on the shoulder was slightly biased and could not wait to ask.
The little painting spirit is so close to him, exhaling like a blue, all the body is fragrant, the smell on her body is much better than the chrysanthemum fragrance in this chrysanthemum table.
Meng Ziyi raised his eyebrow slightly. "After the question is over, what else do you want to ask?"
"Of course, but the master, you should go out first, I have something to ask the demon alone. That... the master can not eavesdrop!"
Meng Ziyi has been pushed up by her, and then she was pushed out of the pavilion by her small hands, standing on the stone steps far away.
After Xiaoye Ling and the flower demon whispered something, the flower demon looked at Meng Ziyi with a meaningful look and re-applied a layer of noise barrier.
When Meng Ziyi looked back, he could not hear the movement in the pavilion.
He disdains to listen to people's speeches. The thing he did before listening to the corner was just because the little paintings liked it, and he begged him softly.
At this point, he can hear the dialogue in the barrier again with a little spellcasting. However, Meng Ziyi listened to the winds around him, and he did not do anything after all.
In the pavilion, Nanxun opened the door and asked: "The demon predecessor, the demon law between you and the other son, should not only make him think of you as a sweetheart?"
The chrysanthemum flower demon hides the lips and smiles softly. "Nature is not. Didn't you find out that he is crazy for me?"
Nanxun nodded and said: "I found it, it was a bit mad."
The flower demon circulates and glances at Fang Yue on the soft couch. "In fact, it is not a demon law. It is my self-made Ecstasy. When people smell it, it will stimulate the deepest desire in the heart." The man who had swept the noise barrier outside, stressed slowly and slowly, "No matter who, can't escape the temptation of this Ecstasy, the more it is suppressed, the easier it is... Oh, my sister, I will I’m here, I’ll see you, this Ecstasy will send you
A bottle.

She turned over her wrist, and there was an exquisite porcelain bottle in it, which was thrown to Nanxun.
"How do you know that I want to ask you for this thing? Is my expression obvious?" Nan Yan's eyes brightened and he quickly collected the porcelain bottle.
Xiao Ba: The drama is fine, from head to toe, it is a play, knowing that the big boss can’t see it and it’s so playful.
The flower demon screamed: "I have lived for a thousand years. How can this love and love thing pass through my eyes? If you like the catching monster, you will write this favorite word on your face."
Nanxun’s face did not see the slightest shame, but it was generous to admit.
Master is the best person I have ever seen. Is it not normal for me to be happy, but the master has never been more than one step, so I have to I took the initiative to go to him." The flower demon heard this straightforward words, and looked at her eyes with a hint of deep meaning, and sighed with a sigh. "Shantou, who do you like is not good, like a catching monster, catching the demon Teacher, but our death is right. If you are not careful to make him unhappy, maybe he will smash you, you are really
Not afraid of death?

"My life is also his, he wants to take it." Nanhao did not care. "Hehehe, a little demon who is not afraid of death, I like you like this. But my sister has to remind you that these monks are no better than ordinary people, and the most indiscriminate means." I can see that this is a trap. It is also intentional to you, that is, I don’t know that this sentiment is more than his way.
Which is more important.
Draw a demon, you are careful, you have to mistake Qingqing for a moment.

Nanxun smiled sweetly and said: "The master is different from other monks. He is annoyed and I will not harm me. I will succeed him first."
The chrysanthemum flower demon laughed. "That I wish you soon to go to him."
Meng Ziyi didn't know what to ask the painting spirit. He only knew that after she came out of the chrysanthemum pavilion, she was full of excitement and she was very happy.
"Master, let's go back, I am sleepy." Xiaohualing took the initiative to hand his hand to Meng Ziyi's big palm.
The man held her little hand after the microton.
The chrysanthemum flower demon stood on the pavilion and watched the demon sorcerer pull the little painting demon away. When he walked, he flew up with her waist until the two shadows disappeared into the night. I can't see it anymore.
If it weren't for the stunned Fangzi on the soft couch, she would have thought that those who were only dreaming.
A catching demon and a little demon... Oh, the chrysanthemum flower demon laughed low, the more I thought it was incredible.
The good thing was interrupted, and the fire was extinguished, but at this time she was in a good mood and revived. Even this catching the demon teacher talked to the little goblin about love, and she still cringed.
The chrysanthemum flower demon reached out and the side of the fainted side was lifted up, and he blew a sigh of relief on his face. When he woke up, she re-entered him in his arms and pondered with him. "The son..."
Fang Yue was stupid at this time, and she was moved again after she slammed it. "Draw the spirit, draw the spirit... Don't leave me..."
"Giggle, don't leave you, look, how tight we are now, son, I want to be tighter..."
On the second morning of the second day, Fang Yue woke up in the chrysanthemum pavilion. He was dressed neatly on the soft couch, and the pants were actually wet.
When I noticed something different, the more suddenly I woke up, I sat down and swept into the pavilion.
There are no more people in the pavilion, and the cakes on the stone table seem to have never been moved.
Everything last night was... just a spring dream?
However, why this spring dream is so real, the lingering picture is lingering in his mind, and the woman who is thinking of his heart is under his body, and he is glaring at him, and the sound of the sound is accompanied by a light sigh. All night.
Fang Yuefu, can not help but smile.
He seems to be sick again.
lovesickness.
When he left the chrysanthemum platform, some people curiously asked him if he saw the chrysanthemum fairy, and the more smile he was, the more he said: I saw it, in the dream.
Once the chrysanthemum meeting was over, Meng Ziyi re-entered the road. This time, Nanxun no longer possessed a scabbard, and did not return to the painting, but followed him in a human form.
Xiao Ba Nai sighed: "You don't want to use that good thing with the chrysanthemum flower demon? It's a good time in the inn, you have to hit the iron hot, the big boss just listened to a live spring palace, the heart must have been rippling "Nan Wei: "For Mengda boss, this is not a hot fight. Some things can't be forced too tight. You have to give him a buffer period, let him want to understand something, of course, he can't give him too long time, some Things are too understandable and not good. When you are embarrassed, the heat is the best. At that time, I am again...hehehe."