Go Through My Demon Host

Chapter 470: Cultivating Immortals: The Soft and Cute Disciple of Master Qing Leng (44)

  Chapter 470 Cultivating Immortals: The Soft and Cute Disciple of Master Qing Leng (44)

  The blood soul that was sleeping suddenly woke up, always feeling that something bad happened just now?

   Forget it, it should be an illusion. What can you do?

  If there is nothing wrong with the little majesty, it means nothing happened.

   Continue to fall asleep!

   Dye Bai and Su Yi leave Su Yi.

  There are stalls all over the bustling streets.

  The appearance of two people with extraordinary temperament like Ran Bai and Chu Yan is eye-catching.

  Dyeing white, a silver-white tutu skirt, with flying skirts, not staining fiber dust. The silver-white belt is tied around the body and outlines the slender waist.

  Three thousand ink hairs are scattered on the shoulders, making the skin white as jade.

  The whole person is cold and expensive, like an immortal, and inviolable like a divine residence.

  夙yi wears a purple robe, noble and unparalleled, and the features are perfect like a work of art, leaving no flaws, and a pair of inky black eyes are breathtaking, seeming to condense the world.

  Some stall owners directly regarded the two as Taoists and enthusiastically shouted to Ranbai and Suyi.

  "Master, madam, let’s have an ice chain! It represents lovesickness, the love that cannot be given up!"

  Ranbai's footsteps paused slightly, and he ignored the stall owner's words, but seemed to walk leisurely but quickly.

When    Su Yi heard the stall owner’s words, she slightly twitched her lips.

very nice.

  "Master, we are like partners."

  Dyeing white eyebrows and eyes, it is so cold, and the pale pink lips are pressed lightly.

   "Just like."

  Not really.

  Suiyi heard the words dyed white, and the knuckles hidden in the sleeves of his hands were leisurely clenched.

Yes.

   just like,

  Not really.

But,

  He wants to make it real, what should he do?

  "Master, wait for you."

   Suyi finished a sentence with Ranbai, moved quickly to the stall owner’s place, and threw a spirit stone.

  "I bought this pair of ice chains."

  The stall owner’s eyes brightened, and he introduced with a smile and flattery.

   "What else do you want, Master? I also have necklaces, bracelets, etc. suitable for the lady."

  夙Yi's brows and eyes were a bit lazy, and her voice was low and magnetic.

"Need not."

   Suyi brought Bing Si Chain back to Ran Bai, smiling purely.

   "Master, let's go."

  Ranbai tilted her head slightly, her voice was clear and indifferent, like a snow-capped spring, clear and ethereal.

  "What do you buy this for?"

   Su Yi raised her crimson lips slightly, and said.

   "Isn’t it memorable to be misunderstood as a Taoist couple?"

  Dyeing white: "..."

Yeah?

  Why didn’t she think.

   "Let's go."

   Hearing the casual tone of Bai Bai, it seemed to take this matter to heart.

  夙yi felt a bit sour in her heart,

  She doesn't like him, at least not now.

  But in the future, who is accurate?

   Su Yi would not think of it at this time.

future,

  He and she have never had a chance.

  Ranbai and Suiyi left the bustling town.

   met...

  A bunch of robbers.

  So,

  Things became like this.

  Yi Yi’s thin, crimson lips evoked a dangerous and wicked arc, and there was a slight threat in his voice.

   "Hand over everything you robbed."

  The kidnapper cried bitterly and pleaded.

"Senior, elder, I’m a little one who doesn’t know Taishan. This is really the last point. Just let us go! I have an old man and a young man. My mother is now eighty years old, and the child is only three years old. There is a wife to support!"

  夙yi smiled, her voice jokingly.

   "Yeah, you are so poor. How old is your mother this year?"

   Kidnapper:?

  Well, although this question is irrelevant, you must answer whatever your seniors ask.

"eighty three."

"How old are you"

   "30……"

  "How old is your wife this year?"

  "……26"

   "How old is your son?"

  "……14"

  With every question, the sweat on the kidnapper’s face increases.

  "……"

   Do the fairies see the issue of age?

     People always want to call themselves young,

     Next update, 12 o'clock noon.

    

   

  (End of this chapter)

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