"I guessed it."

Sitting in Lan Li's arms, Zixuan smiled.

Then, her expression changed.

Sensing something under him began to grow bigger, Zi Xuan's face began to turn red.

"It's not yet dark...."

"I just want to try it, you know."

......

......

The next day, when Lan Li walked out of the room, his face looked a little ugly.

He could still have some advantages in last night's nightlife.

But in the second half...

Zixuan was excited, but he still felt panicked.

Touching the purple marks strapped by Zi Xuan's calf in her waist, she felt the pain, and Lan Li's eyes twitched a few times.

"That's a fucking...it's not OK if it's over sixty points?

Her physical attributes will not exceed the hundred, right?"

Thinking of last night.

Zixuan turned over and didn't even have a chance to struggle, and was suppressed by the 'tragedy'...

Zixuan in the room had woken up and was waiting for Lan Li with a quilt wrapped around her.

As for the reason?

The clothes are too sturdy...

Renley walked downstairs.

In the loft hall, his fellow brothers were staring at the secret book stacked in a hill on the table.

Um.

In the first few days, these guys were still interested in reading a few pages.

But as the number of secrets increases.

They also discovered the conflict between these secret books and Wudang martial arts, so they were too lazy to read them.

It’s not that there is a conflict in martial arts, but that it’s not cost-effective.

Compared to spending time and energy to practice these things, they might as well concentrate on practicing Wudang's martial arts.

Say hello to them,

Lan Li patted the book in front of him and chuckled:

"Is this a new one?"

"Um....."

"This is the amount of yesterday's day, a total of 118 books, and there is no repetition of the previous ones."

"A third-generation disciple named Zhen came from Chongyang Palace and asked when he could ask someone to copy it..."

"I mean, you're at a loss, right?"

"Who said it wasn't... By Mingyue, I didn't see Miss Zixuan going out last night.

She last night...

Is this your room left again?"

A group of people asked a few questions, and after Lan Li answered them one by one, they looked like eggplant made from frost.

Sweetened.

Lan Li also has a deep sense of this.

At that time, there was a large area of ​​mountains and forest for them to play with.

But after reaching Quanzhen, except for the first few days, everyone spent the rest of the time in this bamboo building.

Very boring!

I was so bored that a few senior brothers had already gone to the residence of Emei disciples to pick up girls.

After a while, Cangsong, who was out, came back.

This guy's face was a little excited.

But after seeing Lan Li, his expression froze, and then he said hello to him with a little embarrassed look.

"A bright moon!"

morning?

Lan Li looked at the sky: "Senior Brother Cangsong, it's already noon, right?"

"Ah? Is it already noon?"

"Senior Brother Cangsong, you are going to Emei for a meal, so you don't care about us junior brothers..."

"Song Qingshu, who went out to buy, hasn't come back yet..."

"We are afraid we will starve to death."

"No, I don't want to die yet, I haven't gotten married yet..."

"By the way! Cang Song, is Song Qingshu in Emei?"

The question is about the sword.

Cang Song nodded awkwardly when he was staring at his sword-like gaze.

“So?”

"Is our food expenses given to someone by Senior Brother Song?"

"Why did I smell the smell of chicken legs on Cangsong's body..."

"It won't be...ahhhh, I'm going to kill him!!!"

The group of people clamored for a long time, and when they all calmed down, Cangsong leaned against Lan Li.

"Junior Brother Mingyue."

"Yeah..."

Renli, who was lying on the table, blinked at him.

He had already asked Bai He to buy things just now, and he was bored now.

Sitting down against Lan Li, Cang Song chatted for a few words.

After chatting for a while.

A word suddenly appeared in Cang Song's mouth, which surprised Lan Li.

"Junior Brother Mingyue, tell me the truth, do you have any ideas about Junior Sister Ding from Emei?"

"Meow Meow?"

"Um?"

"Uh...ahhhh, it's okay."

After Cang Song suddenly said this, Lan Li almost couldn't speak human language.

After drinking water, Lanli stared at him:

"Senior Brother Cangsong, why do you think I have ideas about Ding Minjun?"

Ding Minjun?

Where can she compare to Zixuan?

No no no no.

There is no comparability between the two except being both women!

Lanli thought so.

On the other side.

After hearing Lan Li's words, Cang Song bent down and covered his face with both hands:

"I know you have no idea, but... Junior brother, can you help me?"

Lanley turned his head to look at him.

"Junior Sister Minjun likes you..."
To be continued...