Dijun's black moonlight is back

Chapter 61 Tracking
Ling Yu was very disgusted that someone was following her sneakily, so she reminded Xuan Ji that she knew what he was doing.

Unexpectedly, this not only did not embarrass him, but made him feel refreshed.

Ling Yu's indifferent and distant voice, that stone-like tone of voice, made him want to get closer to her too much.

"At midnight tonight," Ling Yu sent him a message, "See you at Fangshan Lake."

"Which one do you want?" Seeing Ling Yu standing in front of a small shop selling wooden combs, Wen Jingchan thought she was looking for which one.

Ling Yu casually picked up one and held it in front of Wen Jingchan: "This is for you, what do you think, Master?"

She also didn't look at what the comb she was holding looked like, Wen Jingchan looked at it, and she followed suit.

The style of the comb is very simple, only a bird with a flower in its mouth is carved on the handle.

Wen Jingchan took over the wooden comb, not to mention, the value of the simple comb seemed to have risen a lot as soon as he got it.

He was holding a comb that was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary, but there was a warm current passing through his heart.

If there was a barren land in his heart, then where the water flows, there must be flowers blooming one after another.

Ling Yu took out the money from his cuff and handed it to the boss, and looked at Wen Jingchan with those smiling eyes: "Let's go, let's go back."

After nightfall, Ling Yu came to Fangshan Lake with Wen Jingchan on his back.

There was a small boat on the lake, floating there quietly, with no oars.

Only a slender man sat on the bow, dipping his bare feet into the lake.

"Ling Yu," he called her name naturally and affectionately, "come here."

She was planning to go there, but when he said that, Ling Yu stood by the lake with her arms folded, refusing to take a single step forward.

"What do you want the sword from Mingjing Mountain for?" Ling Yu cut to the point.

She doesn't want to waste any more time.

Xuan Ji rested his chin on one hand and looked at her with a smile: "Fairy is a bit boring."

That's what he said, but his eyes betrayed him. Not only did he not find Ling Yu boring, but he even showed a very strong interest.

Xuanji's attire was very different from that of the people from the Central Plains. He only had two gauze belts on his upper body, which vaguely blocked her chest.

The long halterneck and necklace hung down, sweeping over his solid muscles.

There is a tension that only belongs to their demon race, and Ling Yu can't tell what it feels like.

In short, he seemed to attract her attention more than ordinary men.

Seeing Ling Yu looking at him, Xuan Ji immediately opened his tail, straightened his upper body to show his masculinity.

Ling Yu: ...

"You want a sword," Ling Yu asked him again, "What are you doing?"

She had to know the use of the Evil Spirit Sword for the Demon Lord in order to judge how much bargaining chips she had in negotiating with him.

"Nothing to do," Xuan Ji smiled lazily, "It's fun."

His posture is like a black cat who is full of wine and food, and the words in his mouth don't sound very false, but they are not true either.

"Forget it." Ling Yu decided to play hard to get.

She planned to turn around and walk back to see if Xuan Ji would keep her.

Unexpectedly, this Demon Lord was also a person who said more than he did. He directly slapped her with a whip, wrapped her around her waist and pulled her into the boat.

Ling Yu summoned Chun Shanxiao, and raised the knife with both hands to chop at the whip that was entangled with her.

It's not because of anything else, but that she should land in Xuan Ji's arms when she lands in this posture.

Xuanji's natal magic weapon was not so easy to break free, and Lingyu's tiger's mouth was numb from the shock.

She simply used her waist and limbs to roll over on top of Xuan Ji's head, then bent her legs and stepped on the whip to the ground.

The whip wrapped around Xuanji's neck, and when she stepped on it hard, his whole body was pulled so that he bent down by the upper half of his body.

The boat swayed left and right in the lake, like a helpless fallen leaf.

Ling Yu squatted beside Xuan Ji, reached out and touched the pendant on his necklace: "If you don't let go, you will be strangled to death."

The pendants clinked against each other, and Xuan Ji smiled brightly, showing his big white teeth neatly.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the whip disappeared.

Ling Yu stood up and stood with folded arms on the boat: "I'll ask you one last time, what do you want a sword for?"

She knew he must be useful, otherwise she wouldn't be so deliberate about stealing the sword.

"You follow me back to Ao Zhuhai," Xuan Ji said, "I'll tell you."

Ling Yu squinted her eyes at him, she really planned to go to Ao Zhuhai, but all the people here, she didn't need to make another trip.

"No." Ling Yu said.

Xuan Ji didn't back down either, instead he slapped the snake on the pole: "Then where do you want to go? Back to Mingjing Mountain? With Zhenjun Wuyang?"

No matter how strange these words sound, what does it mean to be with Zhenjun Wuyang?
"Then what do you want me to do in Ao Zhuhai?" Ling Yu asked him back.

Xuanji blinked at her: "Of course I want to be a couple with you, and we will be in love with each other."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked on the shoulder.

Ling Yu's spiritual power may not be very high at this time, but she has a real tailbone in her body, and her legs and feet are very strong.

Mozun received this kick and was directly kicked into the water.

A big splash bloomed on the calm lake, and the boat at Lingyu Station swayed from side to side with the water waves.

She squatted down, leaning her elbows on her knees to look at Xuan Na who fell into the water, and there was no sign of anger on her face.

Xuan Ji floated up from the water, and the water droplets slid down his sharp face lines. Another person might feel that he is just a human character.

But Ling Yu doesn't like this.

There was no emotion in her eyes, Jiao Xuan could not guess her thoughts at all.

Ling Yu didn't speak, just looked down at him.

This person is out of shape, she doesn't know how to discuss with him about breaking the formation.

"Is Zhenjun Wuyang really that good?" Xuan Ji couldn't help asking her: "You are in the middle of the night, and you want to come here to teach others for him?"

Ling Yu thought about his words in his mind, and it turned out that he thought he was driving the thieves away for Wen Jingchan.

"If you don't tell me," Ling Yu grabbed his necklace and pulled him out of the water, "you will never see that sword."

Her plan is to follow the plan.

"That's not something from Mingjing Mountain," Xuanji said, "Where should I put it?"

"My master is guarding it. If you want to take it, you have to ask his opinion," Lingyu said, "otherwise, even if you break through the guarding formation and hit Mingjing Mountain, you won't be able to take it away."

Ling Yu intentionally showed a ostentatious and proud expression, she wanted to motivate Xuan Ji to break the formation.

Xuan Ji is not stupid, he smiled at Ling Yu: "Then I don't want it."

Ling Yu let go of his hand and glanced at him: "Then don't let me know what you're up to about it."

Fishing requires patience, Ling Yu left after speaking, leaving only a boat and a man in Fangshan Lake.

He felt that the necklace she had grabbed on his chest was very hot, which made his heart beat a lot faster.

(End of this chapter)