Medicine door witch

Chapter 815 Ling Luo's mourning hall (1)

Pollution?

Uh... ok.

Facing so many condemning eyes, Ling Luo's eyes finally became a little unnatural.

With a light cough, she pushed away Xuanyuan Yu who was holding her with both hands.

On the other hand, Xuanyuan Yu raised her eyebrows, and her hands were still tightly restrained, as if she had no intention of taking them away.

Ling Luo frowned slightly, and cast a surprised look.

Unexpectedly, Xuanyuan Yu raised his sword eyebrows, and a gleam of light flashed in his beautiful peach eyes, saying: "Is this polluting the soul? You are really little crispy skin."

"Yu—" Ling Luo had no choice but to gently push this man with a thicker skin than a city wall.

The corners of Xuanyuan Yu's lips curled up slightly, and he narrowed his eyes like black holes, and said: "Since you choose to follow Luo'er in the future, you have to get used to it. Luo'er is your master and master. Do you understand the apprentice's reasoning?"

Some unreasonable, logical words.

The pure white with a pure heart was the first to be moved, and moved away the small white paws blocking the eyes, and a trace of determination flashed through the crimson pupils: "Yeah!"

Resolutely support the rights and interests of the owner!
Xun'er also pushed aside the furry black tail of the cheap dragon, and giggled at Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu, looking very cute.

The dragon's meow face forms a huge "囧" shape.

These two people, should we be too avant-garde? !

"Uncle, you are really making a fuss. You have been with the master and mistress for so long, and you are still startled." Even Hei Yu, who was hovering soaring, let out a soft whistle, expressing his disdain for the cheap dragon.

The smile on Jianlong's face became more and more unbearable. With a cold snort, he turned his head and lay down into a ball.

"Master Shenlong, continue to tell us the story of your battle against the chaotic beast!" Xun'er leaned forward, stretched out a tender little hand, and gently helped the dragon to smooth its hair.

Jianlong was immediately healed by the cute three-year-old girl's voice, and when he turned his head, he had another cheap and meowing face full of smiles.

Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu sat down next to each other again, interlocking their fingers, watching them very tenderly, and said, "This feeling is like when a family is together."

Xuanyuan Yu stretched out his long arms, embraced Ling Luo's shoulders, put his big hands on her head, pressed them on his own shoulders, and said, "We are a family from the beginning. The humble dragon, the pure white, the black feather, the Xun Er, and Xiao Jie, all of them are your family members. Luo Er, you are not alone."

At the end, he added another sentence, emphasizing: "Of course, in this family, the most important thing is me, your future husband."

"Yes, yes, yes." Ling Luo's face turned into a flower with a smile, her heart was full of warm feelings, she leaned on Xuanyuan Yu's broad and strong shoulders, her eyes drifted to the west of the endless sky, and said, " Speaking of Xiaojie, I haven't seen him for a month, so I don't know how he is doing?"

Xuanyuan Yu said with a slight smile, "It must become so good that Luo'er can't even recognize him."

"I think so." Ling Luo agreed, "Xiaojie has such a strong cultivation talent on the way of trickery, he must have made a lot of progress. When I go back, I will introduce Master Moonlight Venerable to Xiaojie, and let him treat Xiaojie a lot. Jie pointed out one or two."

Xuanyuan Yu nodded, with a doting smile on his lips, stretched out a hand, and gently scratched Ling Luo's delicate nose, and said: "You care so much about Xiao Jie, you are almost jealous of your husband. .”

(End of this chapter)