Chapter 352

But in any case, he is also a righteous monk.

Lou Qinghan couldn't help thinking, if he confessed his identity to her, would he be able to maintain the current relationship.

As we all know, demon cultivators hate orthodox monks very much.

But according to what he knew about her by Ah Ning's side during this period of time, she was different from other demon cultivators.

She didn't have much resistance to righteous monks.

Not to mention that the relationship with Yu Yan is so good that even he is jealous.

"Your master is coming soon."

Lou Qinghan said.

Feng Su raised his eyes fiercely when he heard the words,

"Really?"

The fist under the sleeve was clenched unconsciously, and the boy could hardly suppress the excitement in his heart.

"What are you lying to?"

Lou Qinghan sat next to the people on the floor, he seemed quite purposeful, deliberately chose to talk to Feng Su when Yan Ning was not around.

"You, can you show me the exercises that Ah Ning gave you?" He asked after some consideration.

Feng Su felt vigilant, "Why don't you ask for it yourself?"

No one in the world of cultivating immortals knows that cultivation techniques are extremely secretive to monks.

The same is true for Yu Moxiu.

What does he want to do?
Not only was Lou Qinghan not disappointed by Feng Su's reaction, but he was happy for Yan Ning in his heart.

He didn't ask any more.

It's true that he is an orthodox monk, but Yan Ning is a demon cultivator.

Mo Xiu couldn't get through the catastrophe, he wanted to see if Yan Ning's kung fu could find an opportunity to help her survive the catastrophe of ascension.

Because of Lou Qinghan's words, Feng Su couldn't meditate all morning.

But there is no rush now.

When he sees the master, he can attack the magic baby with all his strength.

Feng Su touched his scarred face.

The long and narrow phoenix eyes held back a little hope.

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"However, Yanyan, you came at the right time. Nephew Feng is about to prepare for the tribulation."

"Oh? It's faster than I thought."

Not far away, the conversation between the two gradually approached.

Feng Su stood up and ran directly to the gate of the courtyard.

"Master!"

The boy hugged Yu Yan's waist like before.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Ji Wuzhi silently counted the time.

Seeing that the woman didn't push her away, he slapped Yu Yan's back with his paw, and sent her a voice transmission,
"Master, why did you allow your brother to hug you for so long?"

The man's tone was heavy with obvious annoyance.

Yu Yan's eyebrows twitched slightly, is this a fight for favor?

He didn't push people away immediately because of his words, but instead asked him,
"Why do you say that as a teacher, he hugs you and does not let go?"

Hold him and don't let go?

A touch of blood flashed across Ji Wuye's two erect blue ears.

Heat waves rolled all over his body because of the woman's words.

What is she saying!
What does it mean to hold him and not let go...

Ji Wuye squinted his eyes, feeling rather yin and yang,
"The master thinks the disciple is useful."

Although it says so.

In fact, there is still a little bit of fluke complacency in my heart, what if the master just likes to hug him.

It's not to block the breath, or it's pure, like, hold him...

The little beasts suddenly gathered into a ball.

Don't forget to put the paw on Feng Su's forehead and push hard.

He didn't push the person out, but let himself fall into Yu Yan's arms even more.

Feng Su felt the strength coming from his head, and he raised his head.

The moment he saw the water unicorn curled up in the woman's arms, his breath sank.

In the shell of a child is always the soul of an adult.

The corners of Feng Su's originally upturned lips were fully pressed down, and in the long and narrow phoenix eyes, there was an aura of rain coming.

(End of this chapter)

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