Too Reckless

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If it were changed to the past, the Demon Hunting Division had suppressed so many salaries and did not pay them. In the middle of the night, Shangguan Lingye should be sitting in the Tianji Pavilion, mechanically reviewing the mountains of files until they were finished.

Because in the past, except for official business, Shangguan Lingye had no concept of 'life' at all.

But it's different now. After gradually thinking about it, Shangguan Lingye found that practice is just like that. Even in the secular world, there can be many interesting things outside of work.

If you have a lot of things, you can be busy tomorrow, and you need to rest when it is time to rest. Only by combining work and rest can you stimulate the motivation to work.

And when she got off work, she changed clothes and played in the bedroom by herself. It was reasonable and legal, and she was not lazy, so no one could come to check the post, right?

No matter how black-hearted a landlord is, he can't run around in the middle of the night to see if you are working hard.

Moreover, she is a dignified concubine of Emperor Yan, a former Qingkui of the Iron Arrow House, who would dare to check her post?

The answer is obvious, it is the ancestor of Shangguan.

Shangguan Lingye was wearing the most sullen black carp among flowers, with fishnet stockings up to the navel below. He was posing with a flawless and exquisite figure. He was studying the style when he heard a voice behind him:

"Ling Ye."

The voice is ethereal and vast, so it came from the nine heavens, with unquestionable holiness and majesty.

!

Shangguan Lingye's soul was frightened.

In the past 80 years, she has only met Master a few times, and only in the last few months has she communicated more.

Whether it was when he was studying in the Iron Arrow House, or when he painted a portrait every day, Shangguan Lingye's impression of his ancestors was 'steady, wise, motivated, strong, and not frightened by humiliation'. If his performance is not perfect, the ancestors will be dissatisfied.

Even if he has figured out the essence of "cultivation serves life" now, the weight of Master in Shangguan Lingye's heart has not changed.

The current situation is like a gentle, well-behaved and knowledgeable girl secretly watching the **** pictures in the house to comfort herself, but her mother, who has always been strict and dignified, suddenly broke in and found this scene.

It's not an exaggeration to describe this feeling as terrible. Even if Shangguan Lingye is a hundred years old, this is the first time he has fallen into such a predicament. .

it's over...

How to do…

In fact, the ancestor of Shangguan did not mean to discipline Lingye. She felt that her daughter's family should be like this, and there was nothing wrong, but she couldn't stand it anymore, so she reminded her.

Seeing that the apprentice seemed to be frightened, the ancestor of Shangguan slowly landed on the carpet and said calmly:

"Put on your clothes, I have something to talk to you about."

Shangguan Lingye didn't know how he managed to recover, but he looked at his glasses—white, beautiful, curvy, and slender...

"…"

Shangguan Lingye's noble and tender cheeks turned into red apples, and his fingers lightly hooked, covering the gorgeous golden phoenix skirt on his body. She suppressed the urge to hit her head to death, turned around unhurriedly, and bowed her body:

"Master, why are you here? I was just... right, I was just researching the new sect uniform..."

Sect uniform? ?

This time, the face of Shangguan's ancestor really changed.

You must know that the disciples of the Iron Arrow Mansion are 80% male, and they are all big-bodied, round-waisted and burly stature.

If the bearded Situ was shocked, wearing fishnet socks like just now...

Pooh-

nausea…

Rao is the disposition of Venerable Lord Linyuan, so I can't even imagine that kind of scene. She frowned, walked closer, looked down at the beautiful woman in palace dress in front of her:

"Ling Ye, you are studying this kind of trousers, when you are preparing to let the disciples of the Iron Head Mansion fight with others, you suddenly lift up the armor skirt to shock the opponent's mind? Well... the effect is estimated to be possible, but... but it is really humiliating and not advisable. ."

This has been said very euphemistically. I didn't scold Shangguan Lingye as a **** because the ancestors had a good temper.

Shangguan Lingye didn't dare to imagine the scene of the reckless man in the Iron Arrow House wearing this, and she didn't mean to let those rough men wear it.

"Master misunderstood, it is for the female cultivator of the sect..."

"Neither is a female cultivator. Yufeng and Yujian go out, and the people below look up... Sigh~ Ling Ye, although the practice is not strict with the rules of etiquette, at least you have to be a person..."

"That was not what I meant."

Shangguan Lingye glanced at the long golden dragon-scale dress of the ancestor, moved his eyes to the hem of the skirt, and said with a smile:

"The disciple thinks that the attire of the master has never changed. He is barefoot all the year round, and he doesn't seem to wear anything under his skirt, which is not solemn enough, so..."

So start making up shit.

The ancestor of Shangguan was slightly surprised, and looked down at the skirt:

"You're researching pants for me?"

"Um."

Shangguan Lingye studied the original intention of pantyhose. In fact, she also had a little thought of honoring her master, so it was not a deception. She said seriously:

"I think this style is well designed, and it should look good. Master wearing this is better than wearing nothing at all."

The cultivation of the ancestors of the above officials, even if you don't even wear a skirt, and you don't want people to see it, then no one can see it.

She has always been barefoot, just because her body is the most perfect weapon, and no shoes can withstand her powerful force that can tear space apart.

However, when his apprentice said that she was wearing nothing underneath, Shangguan Yutang shook his head slightly and lifted the hem of his skirt up to the bottom of his legs, revealing the golden tight-fitting trousers:

"Who said that I don't wear anything under the skirt of the deity? The Eight Great Sovereign Lords, even if no one sees them, they still need their faces."

The ancestor of Shangguan has a very high figure and perfect proportions. This may be the first time in thousands of years that he has lifted his skirt to this extent in front of others.

Shangguan Lingye's figure is also considered tall among women, but compared with Shizun, it is still a little worse. It feels that Shizun's exposed legs are almost reaching her waist. The length is amazing and flawless.

Shangguan Lingye didn't expect that Shizun really lifted his skirt to prove to her. After thinking about it, she also pulled up the skirt a little, revealing the fine black stockings, and placed it in front of the ancestor's feet for comparison:

"Well... I just think it looks better this way. Master is wearing it now, and it feels a little mediocre. It's not immortal. You can put another layer of this outside."

The ancestors of Shangguan didn't feel that wearing this would make him feel immortal at all, and his anger was almost the same.

However, the apprentice was very interested, and she couldn't refuse it harshly.

The old ancestor of Shangguan moved slightly, and the golden trousers began to stretch, covering down to the toes, turning into a pair of pale gold stockings.

The stockings are gradually transparent, and there are also coiled dragon patterns on them, which look delicate and gorgeous. With the long dress of dragon scales and the golden dragon pattern hair accessories on the long black hair, the fairy spirit that originally looked down on all living beings has become a little more difficult. The description is cool.

In the empty hall, two long legs in silk stockings, one black and one gold, are placed together, the scene can be described as pleasing to the eye; but thinking of the identities of the two, I am afraid that no man in the world is lucky enough to enjoy this beauty.

The stockings of the ancestor were also translucent. Shangguan Lingye quickly turned his eyes away, not daring to look at the position where the master should not look, and said softly:

"Just add a layer on the outside, there's no need to be so transparent."

This worry is obviously a bit unnecessary. The ancestor of Shangguan didn't come over, it's just an illusion. How could he really show his **** to his apprentice.

The ancestor of Shangguan turned his ankle, carefully looked at the stockings on his legs, and nodded lightly:

"It's pretty good, but it's too flashy. If you wear it, you will be laughed at by fellow Daoists to death. The old witch of Venerable Peach Blossoms is about the same."

Shangguan Lingye put the black silk bare feet in front of him for comparison, and said with a smile:

"Master looks better in clothes than I do. Anything glamorous or not is better than nothing at all. Where is the Master Peach Blossom looking good."

This also makes sense.

Shangguan Yutang lowered his skirt, covering his long legs, and said sternly:

"I'll think about it later. I'm here today, not to talk to you about clothes."

When Shangguan Lingye saw that the muddle had passed, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He waved his hand and swept all the drawings of the apron, cloth, and stockings into Linglong Pavilion, and asked:

"But Master has something important to arrange for me?"

The ancestor of Shangguan did have something important to do, and she was in a hurry, because she was still suppressing the feedback from Tang Jingxuan, for fear that she would be embarrassed in front of her apprentice.

"It's not a big deal. Although the Nine Sects Alliance is not over, it can't make any waves. Zuo Lingquan doesn't need to show his face again. Cultivation, step by step slowly, can't relax, let him seize the time to improve his realm. It is."

"Um?"

Shangguan Lingye was slightly surprised and turned his head to look outside the palace:

"Zuo Lingquan? The ancestor wants to arrange things for him, why didn't he tell him personally?"

Does the ancestor of Shangguan dare to go?

Who knows if he is kissing now, or touching the white jade tiger, maybe both...

The ancestor of Shangguan took a slight breath, came to sit beside the tea couch in the bedroom, and motioned for Shangguan Lingye to take a seat:

"Baye is getting old, and the position of Palace Master has to worry too much. Over time, it will be difficult to maintain that energy; whether you want to take his class or my class, you have to prepare in advance. Sitting on the top spot, relying on one's ability to shock foreign enemies is the basic, and worrying about the birth, old age, sickness and death of the children and grandchildren is also basic; foreign enemies are rare, but there are hundreds of thousands of mouths below, waiting for you to worry about it every moment, do you understand?"

Shangguan Lingye sat down on the opposite side of the tea couch. After thinking for a while, he wondered:

"Master's meaning is to let me arrange a future cultivation path for Zuo Lingquan?"

Shangguan Yutang didn't mean this either, just casually looking for a reasonable excuse, she said softly:

"The way of practice is like walking without lights in the long night. No one knows how the road ahead is, so you don't need to make arrangements, but you still need help from the side. You will ask him to come over later, and let him go to the Iron Arrow Cave to retreat for a period of time, and wait until he joins the ranks. After half a step of seclusion, after refining the water of the Five Elements, immediately go outside to practice, anyway, he can't be left idle, um... It's better not to even have time to sit down and rest, so as to make rapid progress."

The ancestor of Shangguan said this, the purpose is naturally to let Zuo Lingquan have no time to bully the girl, so that she can be a little more stable.

Although this is also a way of delaying the military, it is impossible to solve the current situation, but it is better than sitting idle now and singing every night.

However, when Shangguan Lingye saw that the ancestor was so anxious, he thought of it crookedly, sat up a little, and said nervously:

"Cultivation doesn't happen overnight. Master is so eager to let Zuo Lingquan grow up. Could it be that the deadline is approaching and you need to find a successor as soon as possible?"

Shangguan Yutang said that she will eventually escape into reincarnation because she is not immortal, as long as the world is still in motion, she will die in an accident or at the hands of others one day. occurring.

As for living and dying, for Shangguan Yutang, the chance of being beaten to death is smaller than that of being beaten to death. She never worries about this.

Seeing that his apprentice was worried about her dying of old age, Shangguan Yutang shook his head and smiled:

"If you don't work hard, I can live to send you and Zuo Lingquan away, just like sending you brothers and sisters."

"…"

Shangguan Lingye blinked, thinking that it sounded so sad, and it was probably true, but why was it a little bit of a hit.

Ancestor Shangguan sighed softly:

"The cycle of life and death is the number of days. The most cruel punishment for the cultivation path is to be locked in the Thunder Pond for eternity and difficult to enter the cycle of reincarnation. It is actually a blessing to be able to die happily. You should be more open in the future. Miss, you brought me back again."

This is a rare joke from the ancestor, Shangguan Lingye smiled:

"How come, in the next life, I will still be a master and apprentice."

"Let's live a good life first."

After Shangguan Yutang finished speaking, his body began to lose shape.

Shangguan Lingye hurriedly stood up and bowed to send him off until the ancestor disappeared without a trace...

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Silent night.

Zuo Lingquan worked hard, comforted Jiang Yi, and walked out of the main house with Wan Wan, who came to persuade her to fight her niece's sufferings.

This is the second time for Jiang Yi and Qingwan to practice together. Compared with the last time, they were mentally prepared. Instead, they were more cautious. They were back to back, and they didn't dare to make eye contact or make physical contact.

Zuo Lingquan saw that the two aunts and nieces had such a relationship, so he naturally had to mediate.

Ruanmo Hardbuo put the more obedient Wanwan on Jiang Yi, and played Arhat for a while, the taste of it... I dare not say.

Originally, I wanted Qingwan to take out the fox's tail and ears and show it to Jiang Yi; but how could Qingwan dare to be so foolish?

"Why are you talking so much? You have nothing to do with your mouth, right? Then~..."

He just blocked his mouth.

Under the pressure of breathlessness, Zuo Lingquan could only give up temporarily.

I originally wanted to practice for three days and three nights, but after all, there were more than two girls in the family. After practicing for too long, Jiang Yi was afraid of being discovered, so he kicked him out.

Zuo Lingquan knew that Jingxing was eavesdropping on the outside halfway through, and his breathing was getting heavier and heavier, which must have been uncomfortable, so he came to Jingxing's room the first time he came out.

However, Jing Ying's face is also thin, and where is the embarrassment to reveal that he is listening to the wall, seeing Zuo Lingquan going out, he lay back on the bed, closing his eyes and pretending to be unconscious.

Zuo Lingquan walked into the West Wing, and when he looked up, he saw a fruit plate on the small case, and there was a muffled "Guji~" from below.

"Ah~"

Zuo Lingquan shook his head, feeling that the dumpling was a little pitiful, he walked to the front, opened the fruit plate, took out the aggrieved dumpling, and sent it to the ice and snow outside the window, allowing it to move freely, and then closed the window.

"grumble?!"

Tang Jingxuan put her hands on her waist and abdomen, quietly opened her eyes, took a look, and quickly closed them again.

Zuo Lingquan came to sit down, looked at the soft and moving cheeks, thought for a while, put his hand in from the edge of the quilt, and touched a hot and soft mass.

"Hmm~"

Tang Jingxuan obviously couldn't hold it anymore, she didn't open her eyes, she shrank inside:

"Little Zuo, aren't you tired? Just..."

"I'm not afraid that Sister Tang will be over-hearted."

"What's in my heart? That aunt and niece are together... I can't join in, alas~ You are also amazing, you can do this kind of thing."

"It's a family, Sister Tang is just used to it."

"I'm not used to it... If you're tired, just lie down and rest for a while, don't move your hands or feet, I feel so angry, and I'm trying to deal with us."

When Zuo Lingquan heard the ancestor of Shangguan, he was a little honest, took out his hand from the jacket, lay down beside him, and asked:

"Yes?"

Tang Jingshen felt yes, but seeing Zuo Lingquan so cowardly made him a little unhappy.

She raised her hand, put the quilt on Zuo Lingquan's chest, then put her face on her thick shoulders, and said with a frown:

"What? Are you afraid of that dead woman?"

Zuo Lingquan hugged the weak and boneless figure:

"I'm not afraid, I just feel grateful and admired. The ancestors of Shangguan always help Sister Tang at critical moments. We also have to take into account the thoughts of her old man."

The words were splendid and grand, and summed up, they were afraid of the ancestors of Shangguan.

Tang Jingxuan actually felt that the ancestor of Shangguan was a good person, and he didn't hate it at all, but it was good, and some things still couldn't be settled.

"I am also grateful to her. I will engrave a tablet for her tomorrow, and I will pay my respects to the incense sticks every day. But for our private affairs, I take her thoughts into consideration. I don't mean I am a widow, don't you think?"

"That's the case, but we don't seem to be able to solve it."

"Why don't you think of a way to bring her home too? If it's all a family, this kind of thing doesn't matter..."

The wind blowing this pillow is not unusually strong.

Zuo Lingquan really has the guts, and he can't eat it. He can't even touch the old ancestor, so how can he get it at home?

Zuo Lingquan sighed and kissed Jingxing's forehead:

"This is unlikely, let's just bear it, the practice is still long."

"It's not something I can't bear, and I'm not in a hurry. If you have to bear with it, you have to make it clear. Why don't you toss me and toss the dead mother-in-law over, let's have a good chat?"

"…"

Faced with such a request, what else could Zuo Lingquan say? After hesitating for a while, he still pulled up the quilt and covered the two of them.

rustling…

…

After a long time, the movement in the quilt suddenly stopped.

Tang Jing was lying on the pillow, the front of her clothes was open, revealing the goose-yellow carp among the flowers, her eyes were blurred, and she said with some doubts:

"What's the matter? The dead mother-in-law didn't come."

Zuo Lingquan touched his body, took out the slightly luminous Tiandun card, opened his doubts, and heard a sound:

"Zuo Lingquan, are you busy?"

Zuo Lingquan was stunned for a moment and responded, "Uh... Empress Dowager, are you looking for me to drink? I..."

"No, I have something to arrange for you, come over now."

After speaking, the Tiandun card was silent.

Tang Jing's face was slightly red, not up or down. Hearing this, she said inexplicably:

"These two masters and apprentices, it's endless, can't they do it? Are they going to interrupt? I...I owe them money?"

Zuo Lingquan was still unfinished, but he could not delay the current business. He put away the Tiandun card, leaned over and kissed Jingshen's forehead, comforting:

"If you have something to do with me, why don't you think of a way to call Old Ancestor over next time?"

Tang Jing pursed his lips, turned over angrily, left the back of Zuo Lingquan's head, and then pulled up the quilt, covering his head.

"go Go."

Zuo Lingquan smiled, stepped forward and tucked the quilt, before turning around and leaving the door...

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Time has passed, and the lights in the room are turned off. Qingwan didn't dare to sleep with Jiang Yi in her arms. She didn't know when she went back to the east wing and sat on the couch by the window, watching the movement as if she was a female celebrity.

Zuo Lingquan walked to the courtyard and glanced with the probe, only to see Wu Qingwan holding needles and thread, and a half-finished fox ear sewn with flannel. The red color was supposed to be for Jiang Yi.

He wanted to go over to see the situation, but unfortunately when Qingwan found out that he came out, she quickly hid the needle and thread, took off the pole, and closed the window, as if she was afraid that he would see it.

Zuo Lingquan didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards the back door, heading to the Toffee Palace next door.

The house is not big, but it looks a bit empty due to the small number of people.

Zuo Lingquan came under the courtyard wall, and was about to turn over, but saw a bulge on the top of the wall, and after a closer look, he found that it was a round snow ball, crouching in the wind and snow, suspicious of bird life.

"Huh? Tuanzi, why did you come here?"

You said how did the bird come here?

Tuanzi turned his head and looked at the fluttering snowflakes, ignoring him.

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand, held the dumpling on his shoulder, flew over the courtyard wall, and comforted:

"Who made Niaoniao angry? Is it Grandma Toffee? Let's go, I'll take you to settle accounts, and ask Xiaoyu Gan as compensation."

"grumble?!"

Tuanzi raised his small wings and touched Zuo Lingquan's ears, it seemed that he wanted to learn how to twist his ears, but unfortunately he didn't have fingers, so he could only rub.

Zuo Lingquan took this as a thank you and said with a smile:

"What's there to thank for this, I promised to bring the birds out to eat and drink spicy food, and I will definitely do what I say."

The dumpling spread out his wings, "jiji..." for a long time, probably saying:

"Follow Quanquan, starve nine times in three days, and eat spicy food? Your worms are probably starved to death."

Zuo Lingquan couldn't understand the words of the dumplings, but after getting along for a long time, he could understand the general meaning.

After being reminded by Tuanzi, he remembered his spiritual pet, and after touching it for a long time, he took out a small porcelain bottle, opened it and looked at it—there was no movement at all.

"…"

Zuo Lingquan's heart sank, and he glanced left and right, wanting to dig a hole in the ground and properly bury the spiritual pet who died before he was born.

But before I started, I felt some spiritual energy fluctuations in the bottle.

He picked up the porcelain vase, observed it for a while with the dumplings, and finally came to the conclusion that it should be dormant for the winter.

Zuo Lingquan was relieved, and he covered the porcelain bottle and put it in his arms:

"Don't worry, it's called hibernation, you wake up in spring."

"grumble?"

…

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In the middle of the night, there were still some voices in the distance from the street, and the surrounding area of ​​the palace wall was completely quiet.

Cheng Jiujiang followed Song Chi and entered the Iron Arrow Mansion to become the outer door.

Zuo Lingquan flew over the palace wall, familiar with the door and the road, and came to the depths of the palace of the concubine. Shangguan Lingye was not found in the main hall, and he came to the Tianji Hall where the office was at the rear.

The Tianji Temple is lit day and night, and there are countless bookshelves inside.

On the large desk in the center, the files are piled up like a mountain, and the beautiful woman in the palace dress in the golden phoenix dress is sitting on the Taishi chair behind the desk, holding a gold pen and seal in her hand, carefully reviewing the files; Noble and intellectual, revealing a high-ranking aura that makes people look righteous.

Zuo Lingquan walked into the temple door and bowed his hands:

"Empress concubine?"

The dumplings didn't pay much attention to the rules. They flapped their wings and flew to the front, landing on Shangguan Lingye's chest, chirping, as if he was talking about Zuo Lingquan bullying Niaoniao.

It's a pity that Shangguan Lingye couldn't understand the words of the dumplings either. He put down the objects in his hands, hugged the dumplings in his arms and rubbed them, and said:

"Come and sit down."

Zuo Lingquan slowly came to the opposite side of the desk, took Zhang Taishi's chair and sat down, looking at the file on the table:

"But what is the urgent case that I need to handle?"

Shangguan Lingye glanced at Zuo Lingquan, thought for a moment, and suddenly leaned on the Taishi chair, slowly raised his legs, and placed it on the edge of the desk dignifiedly, exposing palace shoes and delicate and smooth calves, and Beautifully textured fishnet stockings on the calf:

"It's okay, can't Ben Gong call you over here?"

Against the backdrop of the Huamei Palace and the phoenix skirt, this not-so-serious and enchanting posture is astonishingly lethal.

Zuo Lingquan suddenly saw this scene, he almost got angry, he sat up straight for a while, spread his hands and said:

"Uh... Of course it can, but Niang Niang, you..."

Shangguan Lingye put his right leg on his left, and swayed the toe of his shoe lightly:

"Zuo Lingquan, your mind is not very stable. It's like this in front of me. If you and Situ shock are against each other, and Situ shock suddenly pulls up his armor skirt, revealing such a pair of socks, you have to lose your mind on the spot and let others be slaughtered?"

? !

Zuo Lingquan didn't dare to imagine the scene of those hot eyes.

I wanted to retort, "It's not that Ling Quan's heart is unstable, the empress is so flirtatious, and the person who can be as calm as water is a dead person."

But on second thought, if Situ shock really came like this, Zuo Lingquan was caught off guard, and he might have died suddenly on the spot.

Zuo Lingquan held back for a moment, then said seriously:

"Thank you for your advice, I really didn't think about this before."

After Shangguan Lingye saw Zuo Lingquan's serious expression, he nodded slightly:

"If your mind is unstable, you still need to sharpen it. The golden master of the five elements kills, and the iron arrow hole is the most murderous place in Yuyaozhou, and it is also the best place to sharpen your mind; Water of the Five Elements, go to Tiezhudongtian to retreat in the near future."

Zuo Lingquan originally wanted to find a cave and a blessed place for intensive repair, and the young woman's grandmother thought of him so much, and he was naturally warm in his heart:

"If I can go to the Heavenly Blessed Land in the Iron Arrow Mansion to practice cultivation, I will naturally wish for it. But I haven't entered the Iron Arrow Mansion yet..."

"It doesn't matter, when you want to be a teacher, just do it."

Shangguan Lingye put away his legs, got up, walked around the desk, and walked outside the palace:

"However, the iron arrow cave is too murderous, you may not be able to hold it if you go in. Jiang Yi and the others will definitely not be able to go. I will arrange other good places for them to practice, you don't have to worry."

Zuo Lingquan also stood up and followed Shangguan Lingye out:

"I'm not worried about the things arranged by the goddess... Let's go to the Iron Arrow Cave now?"

Shangguan Lingye also felt too anxious. He only came back in the morning without going out for shopping, drinking or anything.

However, the ancestor ran over in person and hurriedly ordered. Although she did not know the reason and did not dare to neglect, she nodded and said:

"Cultivation is like rowing a boat against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. You can't relax for a moment. Do you have anything else to do?"

If Zuo Lingquan wants to retreat, he actually wants to take Qingwan and Jiang Yi to work for half a year.

However, Tie Yuandongtian was too murderous, Jiang Yi and the others couldn't bear it, Zuo Lingquan could only listen to the arrangement, and said with a smile:

"Before refining the water of the Five Elements, I really have nothing to do, so let's listen to the arrangement of the goddess. Hmm... The realm of tranquility is almost higher than me, and the physique is stronger than that of me as a common man, can we go in together?"

Shangguan Lingye thought it was okay, but after thinking about it, she still shook her head:

"Miss Tang has a special talent. She's cultivating when she eats, drinks, and fights. We'd better not interfere."

Tuanzi hurriedly shook his head, indicating that 'playing tuantuan is playing tuantuan, not practicing'.

Shangguan Lingye rubbed the dumplings for comfort, then turned his head to look at Zuo Lingquan:

"Why, without a woman in front of you, you won't follow the cultivation path?"

This sentence is a joke, but Zuo Lingquan answered very seriously:

"I practice so that the people around me can live a stable life. If I leave everyone around me for practice, the practice will be meaningless. So, if the lady wants to say that I can't walk without a woman by my side, be strict. Say it is."

Shangguan Lingye was slightly surprised: "You are lustful, but you are so good."

"It's not lust, it's friendship."

"Looking at Ben Gong's legs is also friendship?"

"I won't take the initiative to see if the lady doesn't show it to me."

"Then you have no friendship with me?"

"...?"

Zuo Lingquan took a step and looked at the young woman and grandma next to him:

"Let's say no... it doesn't seem appropriate; say yes, my mother and I, at present, it should be friendship, and it is also a kind of friendship."

"Currently?"

Shangguan Lingye frowned lightly: "Are you planning to break up with me in the future? Or do you owe something and don't want to admit it?"

"How could that be, UU reading www.uukanshu.com in the future... ah, this feels weird..."

"What's so weird?"

"This topic is weird, let's talk about other things. By the way, I've sorted out a Chinese ghost in the past few days, and just happened to tell my mother about it..."

"Cut~..."

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8,000 words counted as three shifts, and 2,000 words counted as four shifts, barely paying off one chapter debt.

Up to now, I feel that the only thing that sets people up is the dumplings, alas...

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