Chapter 38: Headache

"Can you find out who bought the falling star stone?" In the three-story private room, a Yuan Ying monk wearing a streamlined wide-sleeved robe asked the people around him.
"It’s a four-story guest," the people who talked back and forth were embarrassed. "The instrumentalist, who can go up to the fourth floor, is all about the power of the gods, and can't afford to sin."
The Yuan Yingxiu monk licked his fist. He accidentally strolled here today. He didn’t bring so many Lingshi. He didn’t even think there was a falling star stone:
No, I’m going to get the stars. Stone, otherwise I will win the species."
This Yuan Ying monk surnamed Ding is the nephew of the elders of the Liu Yun Zong refiner. The qualification is also a good one, but he has a younger brother who has surpassed him in the talent of the refiner. Previously, because of his calculations, let the cockroach go to the magic road to do the inside, who would have thought that the man had gone out of the dog, and got the guidance of the sculptor, and immediately got the attention of Zongmen.
"Ding instrument division, the four-story guest has gone." The auction house is managed by three major sects. There are naturally people belonging to different families. Ding’s family wants to inquire about some news or has a way.
"Thank you for the second treasurer for me." The Yuan Yingxiu stood up.
"Where is the Ding Yi Shi, this time thanks to the training spirits given by Master Ding." The people at the auction house smiled and looked at the hot white fox that was being sold on the stage.
The ordinary training spirit can only teach the soul beast with his own blood. Today, this kind of training spirit that can tame the monster is very rare. Only a few masters of refining can do it.
"Oh..." Qing Yu relied on Mo Tianyi's arms, his headache was cracking, and he couldn't help but tighten the clothes on the chest of Mo Tianyi.
Mo Tianyi did not dare to stay, how far he could fly, until the power of the training spirit could not reach the slightest speed. The master took the flying boat and hurriedly rushed up: "Come up."
Holding the master to jump on the flying boat, one hand took control of the flying boat, let the same uncomfortable Meng Hu breathe. Meng Hu swallowed a set of gods that calmed the soul, and then took it over, indicating that he was fine, let him look at the master.
Mo Tianqi was also welcome, sitting in the middle of the boat with Qing Qi, opened the lips, and fed a condensed Dan.
"Where are we going?" Meng Hu's forehead, looked at the teacher who is not very good, and I don't know that this training spirit is the old thing that lacks morality. It has such power.
"First go back to the sect." Mo Tianzheng said, the flying boat suddenly stopped, causing the three to plant at the same time. Mo Tian blinked his hand and quickly held the master on the ground, which unloaded the strength.
"Who?" Meng Hu got up angrily, and some people forced the boat to stop.
The opposite person obviously did not expect this instrument to actually cause such a effect, and actually stunned: "In the next Ding Zijin, the son of the elders of the Yunyunzong family, did not intend to offend the predecessors ... ah, it turned out to be Meng Shidi."
Meng Hu frowned, the three major sects often have contacts, this Ding Zijin he really recognizes, it is not because of any friendship, because this person seems to always be committed to knowing the martial arts disciples of various sects, but also sent him some small instruments.
The flying boat has a mask. If the person inside does not stand up, it cannot be seen outside. Therefore, Ding Zijin does not know who is sitting in the boat, but since Meng Hu is here, the of the gods must be Wo Yunzong. The cave master or the protector of the mountain.
"This is the case, the flow of clouds and Zongzongmen is much better than the moment, and it is very necessary to fall into the stars, I don't know..." Ding Zijin carefully worded.
Meng Hu black face, how does this person know that they bought the falling star stone? It must be the auction house to disclose the news, this group of villains! "Ding brother, this move has broken the rules of the square, you still have to leave soon." The meaning is very clear, the elders in the boat are too lazy to care about you, if it is entangled, it is a matter of time!
"I am definitely offended in the next place. I have a top-quality sword here, and there are thousands of years of spirit grass. I only want to be able to cut the falling star stone." Ding Zijin said as he squinted at the flying boat. His father, Ding Hu, is the best refiner in the three major sects. Even the head of Wo Yunzong has to give a few faces. It is not necessary to come today, just to see the people in the boat, and then to the father. Name the door to change.
Qing Yi relies on Mo Tian's arms, Emei, it is really noisy, and got up and prepared to teach the young people who don't know how to be tall. The clinker had just propped up, and a burst of severe pain hit him, immediately biting his lower lip. Outside is a Yuan Ying monk, if let him know that this can be seriously injured, saying that it is not necessary to shoot hard.
Mo Tianqi hurriedly took the man back, pinched the squat of the Qing dynasty, Shen Sheng said: "Open your mouth." The rounded blood beads overflowed from the biting lower lip, slipped down the white chin, dripping in the snow 鲛绡上. Mo Tianyi saw his heart twist like a knife, forcibly opened the closed lower lip, quickly leaned over, and blocked the low sputum that could not be spilled between the lips and teeth.
The cold beauty suddenly became huge, and I was sure to look at the handsome face in front of me. What are you doing, what are you doing?
The touch between the lips is very soft, like a gelatinous sweet-scented osmanthus cake. In the coolness, there is an indescribable sweetness. Mo Tianyi was a little fascinated for a moment, and then he found out what he had done under his impulse. He, actually, kissed the master! The cold hair behind it was immediately erected, and when the heart was finished, the cat uncle would definitely scratch him out of the shavings.
Sitting on the fingertips behind the Mo Tianyu, like a jade finger, immediately turned out five sharp claws, in the sun, the forest of cold, the gangster, oh... the claws that just raised, softened A warm atmosphere slowly passed over in the place where the two touched each other, with a touch of grass and wood, which eased the pain.
Ning Shen Dan can only temporarily stabilize the soul, but can not reduce his pain. This breath is like the clear spring poured on the dry land. This kind of comfort has not been seen for a long time, and the Qing can't help but slowly drop his eyes.
Mo Tianyi realized that he had done stupid things, and he did not dare to have a big move and was afraid of hurting the masters in his arms. He had to be stiff and physically separated, and prepared to be beaten by the master. Clinker, just leaving a finger wide distance, the sweet thin lips actually followed up and kissed him again.
"Hey!" Mo Tianyi was completely stunned. He looked at the handsome face that was close at hand. The cold scorpion was covered by the hanging eyelids. The long eyelashes fluttered slightly and gently licked on his face, itching. Itchy to the heart.
Move with the heart, the Tao is natural.
As a magician, Mo Tianyi will not grieve himself. Since the master has not planned to kill him for a while, he really wants to kiss him at this moment, and he will hold the beauty in his arms and deepen with his heart. This kiss.
Meng Hu was entangled in this name by Ding, but there was no movement in the boat. The Master should not have anything to do with it. Thinking this way, my heart is more anxious, I am thinking about going down and seeing it, and a singular white palm is screaming at the Ding Zijin who is eager to speak.
Ding Zijin jumped and hurriedly flipped in the air, and at the same time sacrificed a defensive treasure. The treasure that was inspired by the treasure was touched by the palm of the hand, and he threw him a few feet away.
"Master." Meng Hu turned his head and saw Qing Zhengzheng standing behind him. Although his face was still a little bad, his lip color was not as pale as Fang.
Ding Zijin quickly recruited Feijian to catch himself and stand firm. When he saw the people in the boat, his heart suddenly fell. Even if it is the case of the boss of Wo Yunzong, there is room for change. How can it be so unlucky, and encounter a bad-tempered Qing dynasty real person! "The younger generation...ah..." After a word was not finished, he was slap in the face.
"Roll!" The cold voice penetrated the sky with a thick spiritual power.
"I don't know if it's a real person, it's offensive!" Ding Zijin didn't dare to say anything more. This real person can't talk about feelings, and it makes him unhappy. Don't say that he is, that is, he came and hit. Not wrong. After leaving this sentence in a hurry, he ran away with the flying sword.
To say that a Yuan Ying real person, to the Shanghua God, as long as the strength is strong enough, Lingbao enough, there is still a fight. However, Ding Zijin wants to inquire about a news, but he does not intend to desperately. He still counts on going to Wo Yunzong to change the star stone in the future, saying that he can't fight off the people, and not only pay for the repairs, or Take the best policy.
"Master, are you okay?" Meng Hu stepped forward and took it back.
"No problem." Qing Qi sat down and glanced at Mo Tianyi, who was shrunk in the corner.
"Hey? Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Meng Hu curiously scraped together, seeing his own brother leaning against the stern, holding his head and not talking.
"No, nothing..." Mo Tianyi lowered his head and moved to the place where he was at the helm. "The teacher is not a big problem, and the brothers are resting. I will come to the helm." Then, I couldn't help but grab the position at the helm.
"Oh." Qing snorted, grabbed the big apprentice who tried to get together, and took a slap on the big head.
Meng Hu scratched his head, although very curious, but the teacher can not be violated, or honestly turned into a tiger, was one-handed to the stern.
It is awkward. In fact, Qing Yu only took advantage of the back neck of the big tiger. It consciously followed, and at the end of the day, he slammed down and looked like a prince.
Qing Yu relied on the warm tiger, squinting at the person who said nothing before, the black robe was blown up by the wind, and the outer shirt that broke into a strip suddenly could not cover it, revealing the darkness inside. Medium clothes. Stretched out the slender fingers, looked in front of them, and then looked at the guy who was shrunk in front, and felt itchy.
Mo Tianyi touched the white face and the tooth print on the chin.