Offering Salted Fish To Master

Liao Tingyan was paralyzed on the bed and panted with apathetic eyes. The whole person was not very good. It was the kind of bad way to suspect his kidney loss. What kind of broken rag doll does not exist, she feels like she is a puddle of mud that can’t be pinched, or a puddle of water with all the soft bones gone, if it weren’t for Sima Jiao to stop her. Can shed out of bed.

She didn't know how long she had been absent, but after finally getting over, her first reaction was to cover Sima Jiao's forehead.

Simagio pulled down her hand, "What are you afraid of."

What do you say I'm afraid of? Liao Tingyan had lingering fears. Just now, he was dying and dying. It was horrible. I couldn’t bear it. I was scared. The weak, poor and helpless salted fish was about to crawl away, but was dragged back by Sima Jiao's legs.

Liao Tingyan puffed him down, "My ancestors are forgiving."

Sima Jiao laughed, smiling like a mischievous young man, with the corners of his eyes and eyebrows doing things, "No mercy," he said.

Liao Tingyan couldn't figure out whether he was serious or joking. Seriously, his expression was too lazy, and he seemed a little full. If he said he was joking, he leaned over again, bluffing Liao Tingyan. Tucked his neck.

"Snapped"

Sima Jiao suddenly put a cool green leaf on his forehead. This is a special product of Qinggutian. It is a kind of elixir used to clear the mind and concentrate. Liao Tingyan gave him a piece of it. Calm down, although it looks a bit like a zombie with a yellow symbol on his head.

Sima Jiao paused, and Liao Tingyan thought he was really quelled. Who knew that he was holding the green leaf and lying on the bed with a long laugh. He was undressed, and fell on the messy bed with unruly hair. The appearance is very disharmonious, it is the kind of disharmony that will hang if you take a picture and post it on Weibo.

"Don't you think that you can only face the forehead, huh?"

Liao Tingyan had a bad feeling again.

Her bad premonition came true again.

She slumped beside Sima Jiao and was forced to breathe. She felt a pair of arms hugged in dimly. She hugged her back easily. When she was floating in the sea, she wanted to catch the driftwood. This was a subconscious reaction of people.

When the squeezed dried salted fish recovered his sanity, there were still tears on his face. Hearing that his chest was shaking all the time, Sima Jiao didn’t know why he was smiling. He looked down at her, and the corners of his eyes were a little red and dark. Long hair draped over her shoulders and fell on her chest like a water monster. She wiped the corner of her eye with cold fingers and said, "You are crying so loudly."

You also laugh so loudly, Big Trotter.

Liao Tingyan's mentality collapsed, and she even wanted Sima Jiao to do it directly, so she might be able to rest for a while in the middle, at least she could rest for a while in spirit, and there was no room for thinking and rest in the special spiritual friendship. The space is endless.

She gave up on herself, pretended that she was dead, and stood there with a "come if you want to fry the corpse".

Sima Jiao poked at the depression under her collarbone, "Um...do you think I won't be able to do it this way?"

Liao Tingyan's brain was faintly hurt by these words. In order to avoid dying on the bed, she suddenly shrank into a ball, got out of Sima Jiao with extraordinary agility, rolled out of the bed, and quickly grabbed the door.

Sima Jiao in the room lay down on the bed, and everyone who laughed loudly outside could hear him clearly.

Liao Tingyan wore her head and twisted to make a **** in the room.

After Sima Jiao woke up, Liao Tingyan found that the edge of the light landscape that never night was fading.

"Should we leave?" Liao Tingyan asked him, sitting three meters away from Sima Jiao.

Sima Jiao was already wearing his clothes. He glanced out the window thoughtfully, "He will disappear in half a day."

Liao Tingyan thought about where they were going next, and heard Sima Jiao say, "Let's go."

He is a man who just walks away. No one knows what he is thinking. Liao Tingyan, who has walked back and forth in his spiritual palace, does not know. She only knew that the ancestor seemed to be more intimate with her and preferred to hold her. She can understand this. Who doesn't want to hold a fragrant and soft girl, anyway, as long as he doesn't engage in magical friendship, he can hold it as he likes.

Liao Tingyan didn't ask where she was going, and where Sima Jiao was going, she felt that she could not change it, and no place was bad for her.

Not surprisingly, he will return to Gengchen Immortal Mansion. Sure enough, one day later, they came to Luohe Xianfang.

This place is not a city, but a square city where ordinary people and monks live together. It is the most fringe area of ​​Gengcheng Xianfu and the first stop to enter the boundary of Gengcheng Xianfu. Luohe divides the boundary of Gengchen Xianfu from the outside world. The dividing line.

Luohe Xianfang was fortunate enough to add the word "Xian" to its name because of Gengchen Immortal Mansion. In fact, it is more inclined to Mortal Square City. There are very few monks. Even if there are monks living here, most of them are small monks who are excluded, or The cultivation base is not high. These monks are not much in the outer palace of Gengcheng Immortal Mansion, but in such a small marginal city, they are extremely noble.

When Liao Tingyan and Sima Jiao were walking in Luohe Xianfang together, they saw a group of vicious guards clearing the road and drove everyone to stand on the side of the road. The battle was very big.

Of course they can’t be driven to the side of the road, because Mr. Sima Jiao’s cultivation is so high that even if his injuries are not healed, it is enough to hang a bunch of people. He and Liao Tingyan are sitting on the big snake, and people around can’t see them. , Will automatically avoid it subconsciously. The guards who came to clean up the road did not consciously avoid them.

Liao Tingyan turned his head to see who was behind. Sima Jiao glanced at her, tapped the **** snake on the head with his fingers, and the **** snake slowed down, twisting and twisting at the speed of a tortoise on the street.

A dozen people in the distance carried a sedan chair like a small house, followed by a series of maids. At first, Liao Tingyan thought it was a very powerful role, but found that the middle-aged man sitting in the sedan chair was a foundation-building monk.

She has seen too many big guys from all walks of life, but she didn’t expect that she can be regarded as a big guy now-oh yes, because of the double cultivation, her cultivation level has reached a higher level. period.

Although very powerful, Liao Tingyan still thinks it's useless to consider seriously. On their side, the ancestors can pick a bunch of them, and she is a fraction. Even if they can provoke the other party, it is not bad for Sima Jiao, so she does everything. It can be salty with peace of mind.

Other monks have bottlenecks at every turn, and breakthroughs include the Great Thunder Tribulation and the Small Thunder Tribulation, but Liao Tingyan doesn't have any. She asked curiously, Sima Jiao snorted, not knowing what she was mocking, and said, "Otherwise you think everyone wants Fengshan blood clotting flower."

"I thought this flower would not be difficult to grow." Liao Tingyan recalled the generosity that he had directly folded and threw a flower to her at the beginning, but he couldn't feel the preciousness like others.

Sima Jiao glanced at her, "It takes half of my blood to grow a flower. Only a new moon can grow, and my vitality will be greatly injured every time. If you don't pick it, a flower can grow for a thousand years."

Even for the Shi family, after so many years of accumulation, there will never be more than ten petals in the hand. Compared with them, Liao Tingyan, who had obtained dozens of petals at once, was rich in wealth, and she was unaware of it.

If you shed half of your blood at once, you will die. Liao Tingyan thought of modern medicine, and remembered how Sima Jiao's broken body quickly recovered, and decided to worship the fantasy world. Oh, you are great, you have the final say.

The sedan house made of gold, various gems and precious woods passed by, and the **** snake was just beside it. No one saw it. Liao Tingyan opened the sedan curtain with the wind and looked inside curiously. The middle-aged man The monk looks good, and the young girl sitting next to him looks even better.

Liao Tingyan glanced more, Sima Jiao closed his fingers slightly, picked up the gems inlaid outside the sedan, and slammed into the sedan, screaming at the two young girls who were flattering the middle-aged man.

Liao Tingyan withdrew from the wind. She was afraid that if she watched it any more, her ancestors could tear down the tyrant sedan chair in the street.

Although she didn't watch it, Sima Jiao let the **** snake follow, as if he became interested in others.

Liao Tingyan: "..."

The middle-aged monk's surname is Mu. Although his cultivation level is not very high, Qiguaibawan and the Neifu Mu clan are so close to each other, so he can be a little snake in Luohe Fairy and enjoy the scenery . This time he went to pick up people with great fanfare.

There is a married lady of the Mu clan who married a young master of the Yeyou Palace and gave birth to two children, one boy and one girl. These two children are now sixteen and were sent to Gengcheng. The grandparents of Xianfu came to study.

There are academies in Gengchen Immortal Mansion, and there are several institutions of different levels inside and outside. This pair of brothers and sisters are not particularly high. Although they can only study in the foreign government, they are also in the top universities of the foreign government. This is worth talking about. Proud, so the two brothers and sisters are like proud peacocks, coming with their heads high.

Liao Tingyan and Sima Jiao followed the middle-aged monk and saw the whole process. The two arrogant sons of the heavens met the middle-aged monk who came to pick him up. They didn't have half a good face, especially the young girl. They sneered and laughed and cursed: "It's unbearable. Come to pick us up."

The young man looked like a dog, and persuaded him a few words, but unfortunately the sarcasm and disdain in his eyes were not concealed at all, and everyone could see it. The middle-aged cultivator didn't care, and nodded and bowed to welcome them in. These two little ancestors were great men to him, and he needed to flatter them. It took him a lot of thought to get this reception task.

The two brothers and sisters brought a lot of servants and drove over thousands of miles to make temporary repairs in Luohe Xianfang, so they planned to stay for one day.

Sima Jiao followed them all the way to the middle-aged monk's residence, they swaggered in on the black snake, and swaggered into the place where the brothers and sisters lived temporarily.

"Brother, this place is tattered. Are we really going to live here for one day? I can't stand it. I'll leave later, or find me a better place!" The girl entered the house. I started to lose my temper.

Liao Tingyan looked at the buildings and furnishings that were full of money, and felt that apart from a slight flash of eyes, they really had nothing to do with tatters. This little girl was spoiled and spoiled.

Cultivation world, why are so many spoiled second generations?

The young man took the jade fan that was forced to use, waved his hand, and let the attendants he had brought to redecorate the house. They packed everything in the universe, and it seemed that they had packed the entire house. At this moment, the servants were busy for a while, and they decorated the house with a new look.

"When you go out, the conditions are naturally worse than those at home, so just bear with it a little bit," the boy said.

The girl snorted and then laughed again, "Brother, what do you think the academy in Gengchen Immortal Mansion is like? Is it better than the Chongjiu Academy that we have been to?"

Teenager: "How can Chongjiu Academy be compared with the academies in Gengchen Immortal Mansion? Even if it is only a foreign school, not everyone can go. We are here this time, but my mother said, let us stay well. We can become disciples of Gengchen Immortal Palace, and it will be beautiful when we go out in the future. Maybe we will have to rely on us for shelter even after a night tour of the palace."

Girl: "I know, I am definitely better than the other wild species. By then, the Night Tour Palace will be ours."

When the two brothers and sisters looked forward to the future, Sima Jiao had taken Liao Tingyan for a stroll in their yard, returned to the two brothers and sisters, pointed at them and said to Liao Tingyan: "Just use their identities. kind?"

Liao Tingyan: "Huh?"

Sima Jiao said she agreed.

Then, Liao Tingyan and Sima Jiao became like this pair of brothers and sisters. As for the pair of brothers and sisters... Sima Jiao was transformed into two small little chickens.

Sima Jiao, who was facing his brother's appearance, pushed the two frightened little chickens to Liao Tingyan: "Sister, here, I'll play for you."

Liao Tingyan: Ancestor, what weird PLAY are you doing...?