Achievement at the Beginning, Picking up the Sage of the Demon

Cheng Feng's answer really shocked Xue Ziyan.

She turned her head stiffly, glanced around at the many books on the shelves around her, and said dryly: "Well, on which bookshelf is your wife?"

"What are you talking about?"

Cheng Feng looked dumbfounded: "Why is my wife on the bookshelf? I mean my wife is in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and I'm here to find her."

"Oh oh oh, that's it."

Xue Ziyan, who realized that her thoughts were crooked to her grandmother's house, stroked the ends of her hair awkwardly.

But soon she noticed the problem and frowned her pretty eyebrows: "No, why is your wife here? This is the 90th floor of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. There are only core disciples, suzerain, and the elder hall for a hundred years. Old antiques who don’t go out to bask in the sun have permission to come in!"

"Of course she can come in."

Cheng Feng said proudly: "My wife is Shangguan Leng Yan!"

"Shangguan Leng...Puff! This joke is really interesting!"

Xue Ziyan laughed uncontrollably.

Cheng Feng shrugged. "I'm not kidding."

However, his serious attitude made Xue Ziyan even more ridiculous.

"Shangguan Leng Yan, it is the saint of the Heavenly Demon Sect! It is said that she has a martial king-level cultivation at a young age, and is designated as the next leader of the Demon Sect. Not only that, it is said that her face is also called the Yaoguang saint. For the world's best."

"You said she is your wife? Why don't you just say that you are the Saint Child of the Demon Cult?"

Xue Ziyan is obviously very familiar with Shangguan Leng Yan. After all, that person is a bright spot at every exchange meeting. On the other hand, Xue Ziyan even admires Shangguan Leng Yan.

Even if the Demon Sect is in dire straits today, Xue Ziyan has great respect for Shangguan Leng Yan.

"Holy Son of the Demon Cult? It seems not bad too."

Cheng Feng thought about it seriously, and felt that there was nothing wrong with being a Saint Child of the Demon Cult. First of all, his wife is a demon saint, and secondly, he has also learned the emperor-level martial arts in the Scripture of Heavenly Demon.

I have to say that I am not, I am afraid no one believes it yet.

"By the way, what are you doing here?" After returning to his senses, Cheng Feng looked at Xue Ziyan and asked: "You were sitting on the bookshelf just now, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the doorman downstairs?"

"Uncle Doorman?"

Xue Ziyan's face became a little weird.

There are no law enforcement disciples patrolling in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, because the entire Buddhist scriptures pavilion is forbidden. But if anyone can destroy the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he can only be a Wudi-level master standing at the top of the entire world.

Because of this, there are no law enforcement disciples in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

But this does not mean that there is no one to guard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. There is an elder in the Elder Hall of the Dimozong who is called the guardian elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. His duty is to guard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

It is said that his strength is not under the sovereign, Shangguan Hong.

"The doorman you said... well, isn't it the one at the entrance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?"

"Yes, is there a problem?"

"No problem... there are ghosts! That's not the guardian uncle, it's the guardian elder!"

"It's just a title, who cares?"

Cheng Feng waved his hand indifferently, "Compared to this, you haven't told me what you are here for?"

"Me? I'll have afternoon tea and read a book by the way."

Xue Ziyan didn't know where to take out a teapot and a teacup, the teacup was still filled with tea, and the aroma was overflowing.

Although she was embarrassed when she fell from the bookshelf just now, she did not forget to hold the pot of tea.

Reading on the 90th floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?

Cheng Feng had to admire this little girl with purple spirits. I am afraid that few people in the entire Demon Sect could enjoy this treatment. They treated the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion as a teahouse and sat on the bookshelves arrogantly.

"We have to lift up the bookshelf."

Xue Ziyan sighed: "It's really troublesome, I hate doing these chores the most."

"let me help you?"

Cheng Feng asked tentatively.

"Oh, that's so embarrassing."

Xue Ziyan's eyes filled with a sly look, and Cheng Feng knew... she was fooled! But what about being fooled? As the saying goes, men and women match, work is not tiring.

Anyway, looking at Xue Ziyan sweating and doing chores, Cheng Feng found it very pleasing to the eye.

Not long after, the two packed up the bookshelves.

"Huh, my sister should be anxious after such a long delay."

Cheng Feng wiped his sweat and sighed helplessly. Since Leng Yan hadn't found Shangguan, he couldn't always throw Xiao Jiu at the door and let her talk about life with the guardian, it was time to go back.

"Don't worry, accompany me to finish the tea."

Xue Ziyan smiled, and she didn't know where to get out the teapot and cup, and poured the tea into the cup. "This tea is very good. It took me ten top-quality spirit stones to buy a catty, and I'm almost finished drinking it."

"Ten top-quality spiritual stones per catty, this tea is really not cheap."

Cheng Feng's face was surprised. Of course he knew the value of ten superb spiritual stones.

Since the beauty is invited, Cheng Feng will naturally not refuse. He took the teacup directly from Xue Ziyan and drank the tea in one sip.

Good tea!

Cheng Feng's eyes lit up, and the tea had a refreshing sensation when it entered his throat. Not only that, it seemed that there was a sound of heaven echoing.

This tea is very extraordinary, it can make people vaguely feel the way of heaven.

Of course, this didn't have any effect for him, after all, the Tianxin Divine Body itself was close to the path, and there was no need to resort to foreign objects.

Cheng Feng didn't notice, Xue Ziyan's face was a little stiff at this time.

Her amber amber eyes stared at the cup in Cheng Feng's hand, and there was still a very faint lip mark on the edge of the cup... There is no doubt that this cup is what she has been using!

She hadn't reacted just now, but now she suddenly realized.

This……

This is indirect kissing!

After realizing this, Xue Ziyan's face immediately became a little unnatural, but she hesitated and finally did not say anything.

On the other hand, Cheng Feng's expression became a little weird.

【Ding】

[Congratulations to the host for unlocking the achievement-indirect kissing]

[Reward special skills: Love with a kiss]

[Any woman who kisses the host will fall in love with the host]

The corner of Cheng Feng's mouth twitched.

Indirect kissing?

No way……

Do you want to be so bloody?

He silently glanced at Xue Ziyan's face, and found that the latter was turning his head and looking away at this time, as if he didn't realize the problem, and he was relieved.

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After a while, the pot of tea was finally finished.

After drinking the tea, Xue Ziyan said that it was time to go back since the tea was finished, and went downstairs with Cheng Feng.

Regarding the lip print on the teacup, both of them thought that the other party was not aware of it, so they chose not to mention it, pretending that nothing happened, but the atmosphere became a little weird.

And under such a strange atmosphere, a slightly clear voice suddenly sounded.

"What are you doing here?"

Cheng Feng looked up, but saw Shangguan Leng Yan and Xiao Jiu standing together at the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Shangguan Leng Yan's expression was faint, but also somewhat confused.

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