Lingruo let her wipe her tears blankly, but the teardrops in her eyes could not be restrained, and they fell like beans.
"Tsk, the little girl can't stand the scare so much? Sure enough, is your sister-in-law guarding you too well?"
She was about to reach adulthood, but she didn't even know what Du Jie was, so her sister-in-law dared to let her go.
She has never crossed the calamity, her body is full of demons, and even a young dragon can see her true body at a glance, not to mention the Taoist priests who take the mission of killing demons and eliminating demons.
She once scared Lingruo that there are many hunters outside who love the fur of a little fox like her, not just to talk about it.
I was caught by them, but it doesn't matter what your background is.
This is the rule of the Three Realms. Once the fox monsters of Qingqiu go down the mountain to practice, if they are caught by the Taoist priests because they underestimate the enemy, there will never be a tribe who will retaliate or rescue them.
The elders said, this is fate—
Destined to escape this disaster.
Su Kui had seen it with his own eyes. There were sisters who went down the mountain to experience together. Because of their credulity, they were cruelly skinned by the demon way and hunted down the demon pill to improve their cultivation.
This is why she lays a mark on the Lingruo body and keeps it under surveillance.
Can talk too much, Lingruo may not be able to understand.
It was just a child who was overprotected and pure-minded.
After the conversation that day, Lingruo was really frightened by her words, she didn't dare to go around for fun anymore, and concentrated on cultivating in Su Kui's secret room.
It was rare to settle down, and Su Kui was very pleased to learn about it.
Taking pains for her, it is considered that she has not let her down.
Since Fechen, Lingruo, and Yiyan have been added to her days, her long years have seemed to have roots, no longer like a leaf of duckweed in the stormy waves, without roots and no support, drifting with the flow, and gradually found back. Once the fun.
I have searched Lingruo several times in a word, and every time I get an answer from the painstaking practice, the disappointment is beyond words.
It caused Su Kui to complain to Feichen with half-truths, "Does this kid fall in love with my family's Lingruo?" If it is true, it would be a good thing instead.
Shemales have different paths, let alone immortals
With her, Lingruo will definitely become a fox fairy in the future. If she insisted on following Yun Feimo on her own, not to mention that the elders of the clan refused to allow it, it would be her and Qingyue who would not agree.
On the other hand, she said that the larva is a dragon. She once asked in private. She kept talking, saying only that it was to repay the favor and protect Feichen for a hundred years.
He has a straightforward temper, and there are not many twists and turns in his heart, and he matches the Lingruo.
After June, July is ushered in. The air in Qingcheng is always moist, with the smell of fragrant earth.
The magnolia tree outside the flower window blooms very well, the layers of emerald green leaves are dotted with white flowers, and the non-glaring warm sun casts a mottled shadow and dust particles on the woman in front of the desk through the gaps in the branches. In the light, jump lightly.
Feichen's hand holding the paintbrush moved slightly, and the stroke he undertook became a little heavier, ruining the portrait he painted with care.
Su Kui got up from the collapsed upper body, walked slowly closer, looked sideways, and saw that there was a little thick black ink on the white drawing paper and the delicate face of the woman.
Feichen lowered his eyes, his slender and sparse eyelashes were beating in the dust, and he sighed long, "It's a pity..."
Su Kui lit her lips and looked at it for a while, but instead smiled, "Not necessarily."
"Huh?" He was puzzled, his gentle eyes were confused.
Su Kui urged him, "Go, stand by the window, if I don't say, I'm not allowed to come over."