God-level wish system dominates the whole field

Chapter 1667 Fustoria

Hearing the system's notification tone, Yang Ling was stunned.

"Special bond? What special bond?"

Who can tell me what's going on?

He looked at Fustoria with a face of shock, Fustoria had calmed down a lot at the moment, she chuckled lightly and said, "Fellow Daoist, what are you doing looking at me like that?"

"Um……"

Yang Ling said honestly, "The girl is very similar to a friend of mine."

"friend?"

Fustoria said dissatisfied: "Is it just a friend? Nothing else?"

"something wrong!"

"There is definitely something wrong with this fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. She must know about her relationship with Xiaolongnu."

Yang Ling thought so in his heart, and said, "Since the girl said so, please forgive me for being presumptuous. Do you know a woman named Long Ruying?"

"do not know."

Fustoria answered very simply, but her eyes were obviously dodging, good guy, this little girl is not very good at lying.

Yang Ling's face was even more weird, while Mo Xiyan beside him said strangely: "Long Ruying? I seem to have heard this name somewhere..."

Immediately, she remembered something, and said with a half-smile: "Brother Yang, you said that you have a reason to come here. Could it be that you want to see this fellow Taoist?"

Before Yang Ling could speak, Fustoria snorted softly, "He just came to see me, can't he?"

"Ugh?"

As soon as the words came out, the few people were taken aback again, but they saw Fustoria stepped forward and stood between Yang Ling and Mo Xiyan abruptly, humming: "Wild woman, stay away from him!"

"Wild, wild woman?!"

"Who are you talking about!"

A vein twitched on Mo Xiyan's forehead, but Fustoria said as a matter of course: "It's you!"

"You guys from the Reincarnation Sect are all little wave hoofs!"

Seeing Yang Ling, Mo Xiyan, and Yang Xiaoxuan staring at her with wide eyes, Fustoria realized that she had said something wrong, covered her mouth in a hurry, and then hummed softly: "I mean, anyone who approaches me... Yang Ling's women are all little rascals!"

eccentric!
So weird!

This time, not only Yang Ling felt more and more weird, but Mo Xiyan also had a strange look on his face.

She frowned and said, "First of all, our Reincarnation Sect does have some small hooves, but only some of them, not all of them!"

"Second, did I say that I belong to the Reincarnation Sect?"

"Third, why do you know that Fellow Daoist Yang is called Yang Ling?"

"Uh……"

Embarrassment appeared on Fustoria's beautiful face, but she resorted to the biggest killer move of a beauty, pretending to be stupid.

I saw her giggling and said: "This girl is good at astronomy and geography, and I can figure out your identities with just a few fingers, how about it!"

"Believe in you and you're a ghost."

Yang Ling and the others made it clear that they didn't believe it, but this woman's cultivation base was superb and she didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, so it was hard to justify fighting her.

In addition, Yang Ling had an unreasonable sense of intimacy with her, which was an inexplicable feeling.

Since the girl didn't want to talk about it, he could only check it himself. The little girl seemed innocent and cute, so it shouldn't be difficult to check it.

One thing can be confirmed now, she definitely has a great connection with Xiaolongnv!
Thinking of this, Yang Ling looked at the two devil crocodiles standing far behind who dared not approach, and said with a light smile, "Girl, these two are your subordinates, right?"

"The scales on the neck of the female crocodile were given to her by you?"

Fustoria looked at the two of them, but there was a playful smile in her eyes.

"That's right, I prefer reptiles. As for that dragon scale..."

"I picked it up!"

After saying that, he suddenly took Yang Ling's arm, giggled and said, "Stop talking about this, Yang Ling, can you cook for me?"

"what?"

Several people looked at this woman more and more strangely, Yang Ling said with a smile: "Girl, it seems that I am the guest, why should I cook for you?"

"why?"

Fustoria pouted and whispered, "Because you owe me."

"owe you?"

"What do I owe you?"

Yang Ling was really at a loss, but Fustoria insisted, "I want you to cook it for me! Otherwise..."

"Otherwise people will ignore you!"

What and what!

Yang Ling looked at this temperamental blond girl, and was speechless for a moment, while Mo Xiyan said angrily: "Brother Yang, it seems that this girl likes you very much."

"Sister Xiaoxuan and I won't bother you, let's go for a walk first..."

After Yang Xiaoxuan saluted Yang Ling slightly, he left the living room with Mo Xiyan.

"Count your acquaintances."

Fustoria showed no hospitality, and said to the middle-aged beautiful woman at the door: "Eileen, accompany the two girls for a walk, and take these two stupid crocodiles down by the way."

"It's... master."

The middle-aged beautiful woman named Yi Lin looked at Yang Ling curiously, but left with the two crocodiles.

Looking at the relief of the two devil crocodiles, it seems that there is no need to die...

Fustoria giggled and grabbed Yang Ling's hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the kitchen!"

Yang Ling was helpless, in order to find out who this little girl was, she had no choice but to bite the bullet.

A moment later, a restaurant in the palace.

Looking at the girl sitting at the table eating noodles, Yang Ling felt more and more that Fustoria looked like a little dragon girl.

The way she eats is almost printed in the same mold, and I don't know if it's an illusion. Yang Ling feels that this little girl looks a bit like himself, especially the nose, which is really similar...

"Yeah, it's really delicious!"

"Ding, you have fulfilled Fustoria's wish to eat the noodles cooked by you, and the wish value is +1."

Fustoria put down the bowl contentedly, giggled and said, "From now on, will you cook for me every day?"

Yang Ling said seriously: "Let's not talk about this first, Leiya, it's just the two of us here, tell me, who are you?"

Leiya blushed, but hummed softly, "I won't tell you!"

"Anyway, I am a woman who is owed by you!"

Yang Ling is not a good-tempered person, he said angrily, "Is this the first time we met? Why do I owe you?"

"Let's be honest, I've already been reincarnated, and I'm not the same person in my previous life! You all don't blame me for everything!"

"Past life?"

Leiya said angrily: "Who said it has something to do with your previous life?"

"In short, you owe me, you bad guy, you are a big carrot!"

"you!"

Yang Ling raised his hand and was about to slap this open-mouthed little girl, but just as she moved, Leiya screamed and ran away, standing not far away and said pitifully: "Don't dare to talk back!" ……do not hit me."

Yang Ling was speechless for a great monk who was born at the peak to do such a thing.

This little aggrieved expression is like a little girl being reprimanded by her elders.

"Wait, little girl, elder?"

A light flashed in Yang Ling's mind, and a strange look appeared in his eyes looking at Leiya.

He seemed to have vaguely thought of a possibility...

(End of this chapter)