After My Favorability Level Is Up to the Top

Chapter 63

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Pihuanluo's cheeks were bright red, showing fanaticism, he suppressed it, and his laughter became a little dull: "Don't you think it's very interesting?"

So that's why you lick my face

Abnormal!

Liu Yuan had no expression on his face, feeling that he might be tasted first, and then eaten in one bite (physics, no other finger) and there was not even dregs left.

Ning Xiangrong was still worried, but since Liu Yuan said she was fine, she still chose to believe it, closing the door as if she was going to turn around and leave.

"Hoo..."

Liu Yuan heaved a sigh of relief and escaped unharmed.

He helplessly squinted his eyes and looked at Bihuanluo. The side face of the devil's saint was beautiful and charming. The messy black veil and hair fell down, making her originally pale complexion appear a kind of moon-white with faint blue , and a touch of bright red is even more amazing.

Like a budding epiphyllum in the night, but only for a moment, it has a kind of lonely beauty.

But her eyes are focused, not the deep-rooted, love-hate intertwined in Liu Yuan's imagination, but a kind of calm focus, even soft, gentle, and fearful. Those eyes melted into light.

Liu Yuan was touched for a moment.

He thought of Bihuanluo's life experience and past, the powerful woman who was pressing on him now, and the girl he was conquering in the game, crying heartbroken in the pile of dead people, because of this profile overlapped together in a trance .

The Raksha witch who sees all living beings in the voice of thousands of bones is called Pihuanluo.

But her name, Lu Miao, was chosen by him.

The fear in Liu Yuan's heart dissipated suddenly, and he tried to get up with some numb arms supporting the bed, but Pi Huan Luo was crushed tightly, he let out a long breath, and said with difficulty: "Ah Miao, I, you listen to me Say, I..."

"shh-"

Pi Huanluo stretched out a finger to his lips, and then chuckled lightly: "I know, I know... Do you think she really left?"

Liu Yuan was taken aback by this turn of the topic, she? Ning Xiangrong? of course…

His face suddenly changed, and he looked outside the door. It seemed that the perception blocked by Pi Huanluo had recovered again, and the figure was still standing at the door, not leaving! Grass!

These women are poisonous!

Liu Yuan despaired of this world full of deceit, and stared at the figure not far from the door with death-like eyes, pretending to leave but actually staying on the spot.

"Hoo hoo..."

Pihuanluo laughed and said in a low voice, "Do you think she will come in?"

Liu Yuan resolutely and persistently said: "No! I have already told her not to come in, she will believe me and follow my words."

"Really? What if that is the case?"

Ning Xiangrong was worried, and stared suspiciously at the door, always feeling as if he was about to lose something.

She thought of Gu Siyin who knocked on the door that day, and Liu Yuan and her in the room.

The current scene is somewhat similar...

"No, I must have thought too much. Only A Yuan and I came to Shuiyuewu. There is absolutely no one else here. He must have encountered difficulties in his cultivation. I shouldn't go in and disturb him."

Ning Xiangrong muttered to himself.

Just as he was thinking about it, Liu Yuan suddenly heard a muffled sound of pain and patience in the room.

Ning Xiangrong was startled, took two steps forward, and said in a hurry: "Ah Yuan, what's wrong with you? Did the old injury recur? Is it because your cultivation level has dropped and your recovery is unstable? Do you want help? !"

In the room, Liu Yuan could be heard gasping for breath twice, and seemed to swallow his saliva, before saying: "It's okay, it's really okay, it's just a little too exciting..."

Ning Xiangrong was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Exciting?"

Liu Yuan quickly denied: "It's not... huh, it's just, I, I practice! I've reached a critical point in my cultivation, and I'm trying to hit the stage of transforming into a god, but, uh, the old injury is too serious, and the foundation is not stable, so it's very difficult. The ups and downs of strength are still, quite exciting.”

Ning Xiangrong was panting intermittently while listening to him, it could be seen that the cultivation was indeed very difficult, but she was worried and felt weird.

She was perfunctory to Gu Siyin that day, using the excuse of practicing kung fu...

No! impossible!

Ning Xiangrong shook his head, annoyed that he was thinking wildly, and said: "Then I will protect you outside, and you can concentrate on cultivation."

"No, no, no need! I can do it myself!"

"Anyway, I came here to look for you, and I have nothing else to do. As I said, I will protect you this time. Although your cultivation level is already higher than mine, I can finally be of some use, right? ?"

"I-I'm touched, but..."

"Well, that's enough, you don't have to worry about me, this is my own choice."

But your choice seems to be to escort your green hat, hey...

Liu Yuan looked outside blankly, the tears in his heart were about to flow dry, what the hell are you waiting outside for the whole night

Now it's really an X-fan scene.

Do you know what kind of law you are protecting! fall!

"Well... It's late at night now, I, I'm afraid you'll catch the cold."

"How can a cultivator get sick?"

"... I feel sorry for you being outside alone, go back to sleep, hoo, I'm fine now."

Liu Yuan adjusted his breathing and made a calm appearance.

"I don't believe it, you must want to reassure me."

"Really, really, don't you believe me?" Liu Yuan was so nervous that he was about to die, and he spoke in a relaxed and happy tone with a dry smile, "Heh, heh heh heh... the injury has been suppressed, I will find you in a while, you go first In your own room, dear."

"Then...then I'll wait for you."

After a stick of incense, Liu Yuan finally coaxed Ning Xiangrong away.

"Hoo..."

Liu Yuan lay limp on the bed, completely exhausted.

Pihuanluo showed a satisfied smile, changed his posture, hugged him in his arms, rested his thighs and knees, stroked his hair, and said softly: "Then, my lovely Junxuan, how are you going to find her later?" Woolen cloth?"

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