Chapter 996 Calling him brother is still master

The familiar shadow force rushed towards her face, Gong Qingying was sure that Xuan Qingling was in the room.

She stood up and patted the dirt on her skirt, walked around a group of bright red hydrangeas, walked towards the main entrance with her head held high, thinking about how to talk to Xuan Qingling as she walked?
Do you call him brother or master?

The man in the wizard robe behind the black bamboo screen in the room sensed that someone was approaching, frowned slightly, untied the black belt slowly, took off the clothes one by one, and threw them on the ground.

Hearing the light footsteps getting closer, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stepped into the hot pool.

Dare to approach his house without his permission, he must be another person looking for death!
Gong Qingying's heart was agitated, and when she walked to the main entrance, her hands were trembling a little.

Back then when Xuan Qingling was in the supernatural world, she could be as cruel as she wanted. Although she had practiced the Shadow Charm Art that was fearless, she was most afraid of him.

To meet now, I don't know whether it is excitement or fear, it makes her feel cold in her heart.

Suddenly, a strong killing intent came from the surrounding shadow world, and Gong Qingying looked up.

Ten men holding swords and wearing black robes were staring at her dumbfounded, and did not make any dangerous moves.

Judging from the shadow power and cultivation base released from them, they are all at the level of junior Wu Zong, presumably they are all Xuan Qingling's guards, and they all know her.

Gong Qingying nodded slightly towards them, went straight to the door and reached out to push the door open.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the little hand was placed on the door, a familiar shout came from behind: "What are you doing here?"

Gong Qingying was startled, turned around hastily, and saw Yu Jingkong, who was raging with anger, and Zhengjun looked at her sullenly.

"I!" Gong Qingying's face was full of embarrassment and nervousness.

The blood feud between Xuan Qingling and Yu Jingkong could be said to be on the verge of breaking out, if Yu Jingkong knew that the person inside was Xuan Qingling, it would cause chaos in the world.

Without any explanation, Gong Qingying flashed back to Yu Jingkong's side, regardless of whether he agreed or not, she hugged him and ran away, until she ran into a dense green forest, and then gently let him go.

Yu Jingkong was as cold as ice, and he stroked the clothes wrinkled by her in distaste.

Gong Qingying looked at Yu Jingkong in embarrassment and lied: "Well, I just heard that Mochen Jun is back, and I'm a little curious, so I went to have a look, it's nothing else!"

"Then why did you go in while he was taking a bath?" Yu Jingkong asked meticulously.

"I didn't notice that he was taking a bath!" Gong Qingying said honestly, even if he took a bath, so what, she didn't have enough time to rub his back in her previous life?

"Stop coming!" Yu Jingkong's breath was a little unsteady, and he looked at her disappointedly: "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking? You must think that house flowers don't have the fragrance of wild flowers!"

"How is it possible? The house flowers are very fragrant, very fragrant!" Gong Qingying deliberately took two deep breaths on Yu Jingkong's body, and the faint sandalwood smelled really good.

Yu Jingkong glared at her bitterly, then walked out of the dense forest.

He always thought that he was unique in her eyes, but Yan Mochen hooked her soul as soon as he came back.

In the long life to come, they will still face many temptations, can she not stand it?

Seeing that Yu Jingkong ignored her, Gong Qingying plucked a small purple flower from the weeds, ran to Yu Jingkong, and stuck it in his ear playfully: "It will be more beautiful and fragrant like this!"

(End of this chapter)

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