The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Jiang Rong?

Yunying was taken aback.

"Why did Senior Sister Jiang thank me?"

Su Minglang smiled and said: "You saved her from the humiliation of losing her virginity, and helped her get rid of all these years of troubles, of course she should thank you."

"I didn't do anything." Yun Ying returned the jade slip.

Su Minglang waved his hand, causing the jade slip to stop in mid-air: "I hope you can accept it, junior sister, otherwise Jiang Rong will definitely have to think about it again. She has missed a lot of things because of thinking too much these years. If you are willing to help her one last time, then stop teasing her."

Yunying was slightly startled, Su Minglang quickly flicked the jade slip back into his hand, waved his hand and flashed into the crowd.

Yun Ying was about to catch up, but saw Bai Luan flying towards the sky, Yue Wuxia stood by the leader Bai Luan's neck, and waved everyone to come up.

In front of these many disciples, she was so unattainable and awe-inspiring that Yunying could hardly think of the cunning and lively look of a girl when she got along in private.

Yunying's cultivation base is in the first level of blood refining, and she is considered to be the weakest group of disciples who went to Qinzhou Mansion, so she walked in the second last place, and before Su Minglang, she sat on the back of the last Bai Luan.

After getting on Bai Luan's back, Yun Ying looked around and saw that these Bai Luan were all similar to the one that Zhuo Guzhu used to catch his son, only Bai Luan who was the first Yue Wuxia was different, the tip of his feathers was a This kind of faint moonlight, no matter how violent the sunlight is, you will only feel it is as beautiful as the moonlight.

Yue Wuxia raised her hand slightly, and the twelve white luan flew up together, heading towards Qinzhou Mansion.

Bai Luan flew into the clouds and mist, and from time to time there was a wisp of smoke blowing towards her face. Yun Ying couldn't help but recall the day she was caught by Zhuo Guzhu. There is only Feng Jing alone.

She consciously or successfully tricked Feng Jing, and with the faint joy of calculating success in her heart, she watched the secret aggrieved and annoyed eyes in his eyes.

"I've liked him ever since."

Cui Zun was taken aback: "What?"

"Feng Jing." Yunying looked at the Rulong mountains and rivers below thousands of miles away, her expression was so calm that no one could see that she confessed her secret feelings in her heart.

Cui Zun was stunned: "This... shouldn't happen."

What's the situation, it's only been a few days, did the little girl realize it?
It's not that he is so self-taught in this regard.

"I think I like him." Yunying said very seriously, "Could it be because of his hue? It seems that every time I'm with him, I pay more attention to some things. It may also be because of the experience we have experienced together. After all, we share weal and woe, and it is inevitable that some friendship will emerge."

"How do I know, I've never liked anyone." Cui Zun's voice trembled.

"Don't tell him about this, if you let him know, maybe he will laugh at me. I have not achieved anything yet, but I have such a thought, isn't it very worthless for Jean?"

Cui Zun hesitated to speak for a few times, thinking that maybe he was thinking too much, the liking that Yunying said was not the liking he thought.

Otherwise... Whose girl will look like this when she realizes that she is pregnant with spring!
He thought and thought, and finally sighed: "I see, I definitely won't talk about it, you'd better... Forget it, you definitely won't show it, I know."