Liu Li Loves Jun

The next morning, An Junyue still got up with Qing Ran to clean up as usual, then walked towards the kitchen with Qing Ran half dreamed and awake.

Qing Ran muttered with a small mouth and was dissatisfied, and said that if the adult did not understand, the two little hands kept rubbing and rubbing on the eyes that they could not open, and then they rested their pillows on An Junyue's shoulders. Continue to sleep on.

An Junyue came to the kitchen, but found that Liuli was standing in the porridge, still wearing red clothes and loose hair, but her bright and bright face in the past was indescribable pale. Alas.

"Early."

Ruri endured the pain of his injury and tried to show a happy smile, but it was the weakness that made Anjun tremble.

"I think you made it so simple, I just want to do it too. I didn't expect it to be so difficult, so I just cooked some porridge ..."

Liu Li bowed his head embarrassed. The fire was still lit by the fox. The pickles were made before An Junyue ...

"nice."

An Junyue looked at the cooked battered porridge and smiled slightly at Liuli.

"Then I'll take it to the dining room."

Liuli avoided An Junyue's gaze and took the lead with a tray of porridge pots.

An Junyue looked at his apparently unstable body and silently followed to the dining room.

There were several dishes on the round table, and Liuli took the initiative to place the porridge, and then took Qing Ran from Anjun Yue's arms.

"Mother ... Mother."

Qing Ran hugged Liuli's neck with a small smile, and he murmured and kissed Liuli's face. Liuli didn't hide from teasing him as usual, letting him kiss on his face, and biting with a smile. Qing Ran's fleshy face, then blowing hot air against Qing Ran's short little neck, the itchy little boy smiled and shook his head and kept hiding.

"Bull ... mud."

Ruri stunned, An Jun, who was drinking porridge next to him, almost choked, and coughed and dropped the bowl.

"Don't listen too much, let's go."

"... only you will call my name here, he is learning from you."

Liuli habitually picks up An Junyue's problems. Then formally discussed the pronunciation with Qing Ran.

"Ruri, it's Ruri, Ruri ... Li."

"Bull ... mud."

"Liu ... Li,"

"Bull ... Liu ... Li."

"Qing Ran is so good!"

After consuming a lot of saliva, Liuli finally succeeded in making Qing Ran called Zhunyin and kissed Qing Ran happily. With her face buried in Qing Ran's small chest, Liu Li's voice was dull.

"Qing Ran should remember Liuli."

An Junyue gazed gently at Liuli. He felt uncomfortable because of this. He didn't hate demons. Compared with people, he preferred to get along with simple fairies. There are also a few near Dongfu where the master practiced. The demon is true, and he gets along well with him. He gets along well with Liuli, and he is already a friend in his heart, but he doesn't know what happened to Liuli, so he doesn't know if he should pick it out. a little……

"I'm leaving for a while."

Liu Li looked at An Junyue with his lips weak. He didn't know how wronged he looked now. An Junyue felt like he had seen an abandoned dog ...

"I have some things to deal with, so I can't take Qing Ran with me, so. He will take care of you. You like him so much, and I will rest assured."

Liuli don't sigh openly, holding Qing Ran's hand unconsciously tightening.

"I don't know if I have a chance to meet again. If things go well, I will definitely go to you!"

Suddenly, Liuli looked up at An Junyue tightly and said in a sincere voice:

"I'm glad to meet you! I'm very happy during my time with you! Thank you very much, bye!"

Fearing that he would not be able to stay back and forth, Liuli threw Qing Ran in the direction of An Junyue, then got up and ran out.

An Junyue leaned back and caught the green flying man who flew over his head, then looked at the brilliant Qing Ran who didn't know that he was afraid to laugh, and An Junyue raised a big smile.

"Liuli, don't give me a chance to speak at all!"

Ruri ran out of the courtyard, no longer worried about it, and turned into a red light flying away.

He doesn't know when the monk will find him again. In his current situation, he is not his opponent at all. Although he is reluctant to be separated from An Junyue and is separated from it, instead of being spotted and not knowing how to face, he might as well go away!

First look for a hidden place to nourish your wounds, maybe you will have a chance to meet again in the future, and continue this relationship ... friendship.

Fly to an unknown mountain, Liuli found a hidden cave to arrange the prohibition, and spit out Neitan to cultivate.

In the glade that had been fighting yesterday, the monk Zhiguang sat on his knees and meditated on the ground. His monk's bat stuck in the ground in front of him, glowing slightly with golden light.

Suddenly, the monk trembled lightly, Zhiguang slowly opened his eyes, and printed his hands on the monk bat to light a buddha. The monk bat trembled and floated.

The monk stick has been in contact with the sword made by Liuli's inner Danhua, so I remember the 'flavor' of Liuli's inner Dan.

The monk rode flew towards the forest, Zhiguang smiled coldly, and got up to catch up.

"Sinister, see where are you going!"

The palms of Liuli's hands touched the chest with his fingertips, and Nei Dan's red light slowly moved in his palm.

Suddenly, Liu Li opened her eyes suddenly, and someone touched the restraint that he set on the periphery!

Liuli's heart was not good enough, and he quickly rushed out of the cave, and as soon as he flew out, a Buddha light exploded the cave.

"Smelly monk!"

Liuli fell on the ground to stabilize his body and looked angrily at the distant monk Zhiguang. He really wanted to kill everything!

Zhiguang didn't say anything. Lengheng raised his stick and rushed to Liuli. Liuli couldn't avoid his injuries. He had to use a sword to spread the stick. Zhiguang continued to pursue. The stick was full of magical power. Restraint, after hitting a few sticks, Zhiguang hit him on the right wrist with a stick, and the sword flew out of his hand.

"Oops!"

Regardless of the hot pain on his wrist, Liuli hurried to the restored inner Neidan. Neidan is the root of the magic power. If he loses, Liuli will lose more than 80% in this thousand years.

Of course, Zhiguang would not let go of this opportunity, and took the first step to win Nedan, and then flew the glass out with a stick.

"Sinner, where do you think you are going?"

Monk Zhiguang held Nedan proudly and looked at the glass that vomited blood on the ground.

"Monk, I have no resentment against you, why do you have to die for me!"

Liuli fell weakly on the ground, and Nei Dan was taken away. His strength was not enough to resist. Liuli looked at Neidan with a complex look. At the moment, the only energy that can ignite Neidan is to explode. Even if he cannot seriously hurt the monk, he should Try to escape on your own ...

"The evildoers should be eradicated, so as not to be a curse on earth!"

"Fart! Human beings cannibalize each other. It ’s natural that there are n’t too many mischiefs. Why do n’t you care about them? We want to cultivate spirits that never hurt people, but you have to kill them!"

Liu Li stared tightly at Zhiguang who came to him. UU read a book www.uukanshu.com smiled sadly. When Nei Dan lost, he would be beaten back to his original shape, for fear that he would never see An Junyue and Qing again in this life. Of course, when he reshaped into a human form, they should all be reincarnated.

"There are rules in the world, you don't need your monsters to control them, let's die!"

The monk Zhiguang's monk held the Buddha's light in full bloom. Liuli sighed and detonated Nei Dan. Suddenly a white mang flew out of the forest and enveloped Liuli in an instant. Liuli realized in horror that this light had forced him to show his original form!

Surrounded by light, it turned into a glass of red foxes the size of a human arm, and was surprised to see that the monk's stick was shook away by the light around him.

"who!"

The monk Zhiguang was shocked. This light can block his blow, and the skill of the comer is not low!

"The younger An Junyue, met the master."

The glass, curled up with its limbs floating in the light group, shook and looked in the direction of the sound.

Anjun Yue! How could it be him!