Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 849: Spirit Dove Gains Battle Power Again (1)
Yunling: "..."

Xiahou obediently: "..."

Both of them unexpectedly understood what Lingjiu meant.

No one knew about the secret conversation between the three, and when Xiahou calmed down obediently, Bailiqian happened to look at Lingjiu, "Do you like it?"

Lingjiu nodded calmly.

This nod made Bailiqian smile, this smile was neither a sneer nor a meaningless smile, it was soft and charming.

Seeing Lingjiu again, she couldn't help thinking that such a beautiful woman was ruined by Qing Hanlin, really makes people feel aggrieved.

But seeing this beautiful woman stretch out her hand, another object appeared and hit Wenren Zimo's body. It was a golden rope, which bound Wenren Zimo's butterfly bone, and the rope was connected to the exquisite car. Let everyone present understand Bailiqian's meaning - she is treating Wenren Zimo as a cart slave!
Even Lingjiu didn't think she would do this.

"Since stepping on him has made his feet dirty, let him be your bull and horse for the rest of his life." When Bai Liqian said this, there was no room for detours.

Lingjiu looked at the carriage, then Wenren Zimo, and finally fell on Bailiqian, who seemed to be waiting for her response.

Just like that, a thumb was placed in front of Bailiqian's eyes.

"High! It's really high!"

Seeing Lingjiu's small appearance, the gloom in Bailiqian's heart immediately disappeared, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened: "As long as you like it."

That kind of look makes Lingjiu feel that no matter what she says now, as long as she likes it, the other party will help her get it.

Even knowing that this was indeed the truth, Lingjiu didn't make any progress, and said to Bailiqian: "Thank you."

"No need." Who knew that this thank you made Bailiqian's smile disappear, and a golden light shot at Lingjiu: "This is a slave order, with this token in hand, he will carry out your order unconditionally, and he will die if you want him." Between your thoughts."

Lingjiu caught it, and there was a golden token in his hand.

"What a big gift." Shentu's voice sounded, and he looked at Lingjiu with an expression full of envy: "Little niece, for your gift, your mother spent a lot of treasures. , how should I call mother?"

He said he was really envious, but he wasn't so envious that he couldn't even hide his expression.Putting on this look on purpose is actually helping Bailiqian.

Although Bailiqian didn't say anything, she definitely wanted Lingjiu to recognize her.

Kui Lian also came to join in at this time: "Miss went all the way to the Thousand Demon Hall to recognize the Lord as her mother." Then she looked at Lingjiu with hope.

He could see that Miss Jubi was loved by the Palace Master!This kind of love is something that the ladies in the past have never had. If the lady agrees, he will not only be able to atone for his crime, but the credit will also be huge, and he may even be promoted and make a fortune.

Lingjiu glanced at him with a half-smile, and then looked at Bailiqian.

The beauty in purple also looked at her fixedly, without saying a word.

Inexplicably, Lingjiu felt that her appearance was somewhat familiar.

When Song Xueyi pinched her face, she had a flash of inspiration, and she was embarrassed to find that she looked a little like herself, didn't she?The more nervous you are, the more you care about it, the more serious you will be holding your face.

Thinking about it this way, Lingjiu really doesn't know what to say. Could it be that they really have a mother-daughter relationship?

"You can scream anytime you want." When Lingjiu was distracted, Bailiqian had already looked away, and said calmly and domineeringly: "Anyway, you are my daughter."

Lingjiu glanced at her and said in a low voice, "Is your daughter still young?"

This was said casually, but Bai Liqian heard it.

She blurted out: "You are relatives, they are all in name."

Lingjiu raised her eyebrows: "I just love unique ones."

This sentence can even be said to be a bit willful, but when Bai Liqian heard it, she didn't get angry but smiled, "You are unique."

With a somewhat indulgent tone, Lingjiu was taken aback. If there was no special meaning in the first place, it was like being coquettish between a mother and a daughter when Bailiqian was caught like this.

Lingjiu was still in a daze, when Xiahou's obedient and sour murmur suddenly sounded in his mind: "What kind of luck are you, little monster? need."

Maybe it was because Lingjiu was afraid that Lingjiu would say something that would make Yunling play more happily, so Xia Hou obediently complained sourly and then disappeared.

His words also called Lingjiu over.

Looking at Bailiqian's smile, it didn't appear on the surface, but it couldn't stop being touched in her heart.

"Jiu'er, someone is here." Song Xueyi's words rang in her ears, and also attracted Lingjiu's thoughts.

Regarding the fact that someone came, not only Song Xueyi found out, but also Bai Liqian who was present had already noticed it.

A few people looked in the direction of the people, and saw that it was one by one...running monks?

Seeing this scene, except for Lingjiu and Song Xueyi, everyone's expressions were more or less strange.

The cultivators who rushed over here are not high, but they are not low either. Spirit-controlling flight is not a problem. Even if you don’t want to use spirit-controlling flight to save spiritual power, you can use agility, and you don’t need to run at all. ?
Let's say that the group of monks who came here were at a certain distance, and when they saw the mighty crowd with more than a thousand people in the gap between the ticks and their faces, they stopped all of a sudden.

"How can there be so many people? It's terrible!"

"I just said that the light beam came so weird this time, such a big beam, it doesn't look like two people at all!"

"You see how weird their outfits are? They don't have spiritual power on them, are they ordinary people?" This is what a man who noticed the gap between the ticks and the locals said.

In fact, it's not just the group of people in the gap between ticks and pangs, Bailiqian, Shentu and others have also restrained their demonic aura very well. The monks who are not cultivated enough can't detect it at all, and they can't feel the aura of spiritual power on them either. Can't help but suspect that they are ordinary people.

How could ordinary people have such a temperament like them?
There were a hundred or so monks who came here this time. They intended to take advantage of the fire to loot. Seeing that the number of 'fat sheep' was wrong, they immediately became cautious.

The noise of their chatter was not loud, but for venerables like Shen Langshen and the others, it was easy to hear clearly.

Shen Langshen and the others were still wondering, but Lingjiu had already smiled at Song Xueyi: "I didn't expect to come back like this."

"En." Song Xueyi nodded.

His chin was very close to the spirit dove's neck, and when he responded in a low voice, the hot and humid breath touched her ears.

(End of this chapter)