My little junior sister’s breasts are fierce and super strong

In fact, in Jiang Qingyu's eyes, apart from his age, Chaos White Jade Mushroom is still a baby in other aspects.

Especially in terms of relationships, he and his husband still have a long way to go. Jiang Qingyu also experienced the feeling of holding Fang Yuelao on. The red line is tied, and whether they can succeed depends on their own efforts.

"The fourth generation descendant of Xiao Taohua said that he is preparing to open the exit, you..."

Chaos White Jade Mushroom couldn't speak the disgusting words, and his baby face turned red from holding back.

Jiang Qingyu patted him on the shoulder amusedly but solemnly, "Don't talk too much, don't nag too little, good 'sister', I'm leaving, come on!"

Looking at the wind and clouds surging under the clouds and mist on the cliff, the spiritual energy condensed into a water-like exit. When he was about to jump down, he was blocked by a piece of mycelium.

Jiang Qingyu slowly typed on top of his head:?
The white mist flowers blooming on the cliff are fresh and refined. A breeze blows and rolls up the most beautiful and blooming flower.

The sound of the wind and the voice of the good 'sister' reached my ears together: "Go, don't be too pushy, this white mist flower gives you another key to the secret realm of peach blossoms. If you need it one day, Bengu will come to wish you a helping hand. "

The hyphae gently patted Jiang Qingyu's back and fell into the exit. The sky and earth were dark, and only a sigh could be heard in his ears.

"See you next time, my friend..."

……

The world was spinning, and this feeling of dizziness was no less helpless than spinning a hundred circles.

Lying in the corner, he almost breathed out his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

A handkerchief appeared in front of his sight. Jiang Qingyu took it and said thank you.

"You're welcome, Miss Jiang, the island owner invites you."

Looking up, he saw a familiar face. Jiang Qingyu remembered her as Wen Ying, the inner disciple of the island master of Peach Blossom Island.

Inviting her as a guest should be to inquire about what happened in the secret realm.

He threw away two dust-purifying techniques, straightened his appearance, and followed Wen Ying calmly.

In the huge square, there were a lot of discussions as Jiang Qingyu was taken away.

Passerby A: "Did you feel that the girl just now looked familiar?"

Passerby B: "You look familiar. All the beautiful girls in the world look familiar to you."

Passerby C: "Actually, I feel a little familiar..."

Passerby B: "...Brother Zhou's words seem a bit..."

Passerby A: "I don't know why, but I always have a little admiration for her. Tsk, that's weird..."

Passerby C: "I'm telling you the truth."

Passerby B: "Keep formation."

They were not the only ones who had the same idea. Almost everyone who came out of the secret realm felt this way, but they couldn't remember where they had seen Jiang Qingyu. They only vaguely remembered her surname was Jiang.

Gu Zhizhou looked at the gap and flexibly twisted to Luo Heng's side. The dog scurried and imitated the cry of a snake: "Puff, puff, puff!"

Luo Heng was lost in thought and was a little upset when he was interrupted: "What's the matter?"

Gu Zhizhou had long been used to Master Luo's occasional bad temper, so he pretended not to hear the displeasure in his voice: "I feel like I forgot something. It's strange. How about you?"

After Luo Heng heard this, his expression became even worse. Not only had he forgotten something, he now felt that some of his memories were as messy as a ball of wool.

The reason why I didn't speak just now was because I was trying to sort out my memory.

"You go back to the Beast Control Sect first." Looking at the senior brother Mo You who was smiling, Luo Heng always felt that what he wanted to say could not be heard by him.

After sending Gu Zhizhou away, Luo Heng continued to brainstorm. …

"Island Master, Miss Jiang is here!"

Ling Yuanbai waved his hand, and his gentle face did not lose his dignity: "Okay, please step aside and take the disciples who have just come out of the secret realm to rest."

"Yes! Island Master." Wen Ying formed the Taoist seal with her hands and left the living room.

Jiang Qingyu stood in the center of the living room.

On both sides were several elders, including the familiar Zhu Changming and Su Ling.

"Little friend Jiang, please sit down!" Ling Yuanbai waved his hand, and a grand master's chair was placed behind Jiang Qingyu.

Jiang Qingyu was not polite and sat down with a smile, not passing by the golden leaf mark that exposed the center of her eyebrows. She was qualified to sit in this chair.

"Island owner, don't you want to introduce me?" he asked playfully with a shy old face.

Zhu Changming raised the gourd and took a swig of strong wine. His laughter lingered in the living room, "You girl, you looked the same last time I saw you, but you look different this time. Haha, interesting!"

Jiang Qingyu smiled politely: What Elder Zhu said, the wind was strong just now, I didn’t hear it!

Master Su Ling joked: "Elder Zhu, it's better to take it easy and don't scare the little girl by being drunk."

"If this girl is timid, there will be no brave little girl in the world~" Zhu Changming lazily drew his voice in a long tone, with an indescribable arc at the corner of his mouth.

Ling Yuanbai saw that it was almost done and quickly started the process: "Okay, okay, you all can introduce yourselves."

In order, start with the spiritual text.

"Lingwen, Qingxiao Sect." The real person Lingwen stood up in a programmed manner, with an expressionless face, a cold and beautiful persona welded on his face.

"Dujie, Qingdeng Temple." Lord Dujie clasped his hands together, kind and kind, just like Lord Du'e, compassionate.

"Xuan Yang, Beast Control Sect." The old man seemed to be impatient and stubborn, which came from Jiang Qingyu's first instinct.

Master Su Ling said with a smile: "The three of us don't need to be introduced, right?"

Jiang Qingyu nodded obediently and called: "Master Su Ling, Elder Zhu, Master Ling Island."

"Young people don't tell secrets. We are just old guys here. Tell us everything that happened in the secret realm from head to toe, so that we can understand what happened!" Xuanyang couldn't bear his temper, and he was indeed an impatient person. old man.

Jiang Qing's smile faded, "Although the people here are among the best in the world of cultivation, how can the disciples dare to be careless when it concerns the world of cultivation?"

"You are so presumptuous!" Xuanyang glared angrily, the pressure of the Tribulation Stage pressing directly on Jiang Qingyu's back like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking.

Jiang Qingyu used his spiritual power to resist, and dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Grand Master Yishuai could not withstand the pressure and smashed the wood into pieces with a click. Jiang Qingyu stood up in advance, gritting his teeth and resisting the pressure, without squinting.

"Junior is presumptuous, just because he is afraid that the news will be leaked and cause panic."

There was a taste of iron in his throat, and Jiang Qingyu swallowed it all. Tang Yuan thought about it several times in the beauty of neon clothes, but Jiang Qingyu held him down.

Xuanyang is stubborn, and she, Jiang Qing and Yu, is even more stubborn!
A sword crossed across to block all the pressure, it was Zhu Changming.

He leaned sideways and swayed, but only the sword in his hand was steady and straight.

His narrow phoenix eyes were half-squinted, and his voice was high and low, as if he was drunk but not drunk: "Old man Xuanyang is so stingy. This little girl just told the truth, how could she lose such a temper?"

Xuanyang jumped angrily, and his white beard trembled: "Hey! You stinky boy! Little old man, I'm just here to test Girl Jiang's character! I'm pretending to be a bad guy here, so you'd better just sing the red face! "

(End of this chapter)