A five-year-old Daluo Jinxian? I simulated binding with the prehistoric world.

Luo Liyan looked up at the sky, her body trembled slightly, and she wondered in her heart, who would come to Yuheng Peak so early in the morning?

Could it be that the annoying Wei Aowu came to cause trouble again?

As the light gradually approached, Luo Liyan widened her beautiful eyes and finally saw the appearance of the person coming.

I saw a graceful, sexy and hot beauty slowly descending from the clouds.

The woman had a face like peach blossoms, eyebrows like distant black, skin like snow, and a long black and shiny hair falling on her shoulders like a waterfall. Especially her broad mind, as if it was about to burst out, instantly attracted Luo Liyan's full attention.

Luo Liyan subconsciously looked down at herself. Although she was born beautiful and tall and slender, she was a beauty that could be called a country, but compared with the beauty in front of her, her chest size was indeed slightly inferior.

This made her feel a little inferior, and she couldn't help but complain in her heart: "What on earth did this woman eat to grow up? Why is it that she doesn't grow meat anywhere else, but grows so exaggeratedly on her chest.

Is there really a magical pill that can make breasts bigger?"

Then, a thought suddenly flashed through Luo Liyan's mind: "Oh no, she didn't come here to seduce my master on purpose, did she?"

But soon she shook her head and denied this idea, "No, Master is only five years old now..."

However, she thought about it again, and she felt that something was wrong, "Oh no, although Master is still young and may not be very sensitive to appearance, he is at the age when he needs motherly love the most. And this woman exudes the charm of a mature woman all over her body, which is really too dangerous."

Thinking of this, Luo Liyan couldn't help but frowned tightly, and her beautiful eyes were full of worry.

I don't know when, she had an indescribable possessiveness for her little master.

There was an impulse to protect the other person.

At this moment, Luo Liyan's eyes inadvertently swept over the woman, and she was surprised to find that there was a girl of the same age standing quietly behind her.

A closer look revealed that the girl was Luo Qianqian, the daughter of the Luo family.

Since the disciple-recruiting conference, the two of them have never met again.

"Luo Liyan." A crisp voice came, with a little strangeness and alienation.

"Luo Qianqian?" Luo Liyan raised her eyebrows slightly and responded indifferently.

"Why did you come to Yuheng Peak?"

Luo Liyan's tone was unusually cold, as if the person in front of her was not an old acquaintance, but just an irrelevant stranger.

In the memories left in her body, this Luo Qianqian relied on her noble birth to bully and humiliate her in the family.

However, things are different now. Now that she has entered Qingyun Sect, how can she continue to tolerate the other party's arrogance?

Faced with Luo Liyan's cold questioning, Luo Qianqian's face flashed with displeasure, but she quickly regained her composure and replied lightly: "It's not that I want to come here, but my master, Leng Shouzuo of Tianji Peak, wants to meet Ye Shouzuo of your Yuheng Peak."

When she said this, Luo Qianqian's eyes unconsciously looked around. When she saw the slightly simple environment around Yuheng Peak, she couldn't help but raise a touch of contempt at the corner of her mouth.

Hearing this, Luo Liyan couldn't help but sneer in her heart, thinking that Luo Qianqian was still as arrogant as ever.

Her face was as cold as ice, and she said coldly: "I'm sorry, my master hasn't woken up yet."

"What time is it and you're still sleeping? How can you be a cultivator?"

"Oh, yes, your master is a mortal without spiritual roots, and he doesn't need to practice at all."

Luo Qianqian obviously didn't take Luo Liyan's words to heart, and muttered to herself.

"Shut up! Don't talk nonsense here!"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, and Leng Ruoxue stopped him.

At this moment, there was a slight "creak" sound, and an old door was gently pushed open.

A figure rubbed his eyes sleepily with his hands, and then walked out of the room slowly.

This person was Ye Changsheng. He yawned and muttered, "What are you yelling about so early in the morning? Can't we sleep well?"

Luo Liyan turned around quickly after hearing the voice.

When she saw Ye Changsheng, she immediately walked up to him, bowed respectfully, and said, "Master, it's Leng Shouzuo of Tianji Peak who is here to see you."

Ye Changsheng nodded and looked forward.

When his eyes fell on Leng Ruoxue not far away, he was originallyThe still somewhat confused eyes suddenly became clear.

"Nanny... Why is Senior Sister Leng here?" Ye Changsheng almost blurted out.

The word "nanny" was actually his first impression of Leng Ruoxue.

Leng Ruoxue paused for a moment when she heard this, but soon returned to normal.

She still walked slowly with an elegant pace, with a faint but meaningful smile on her face.

After walking in front of Ye Changsheng, she bent down slightly and said softly: "Junior Brother Ye, didn't you say you would come to my place for snacks? How come so many days have passed and you haven't come?"

After hearing this, Ye Changsheng's pink face twitched.

He secretly muttered in his heart: Go to your Tianji Peak?

It's hard to say whether you will come back or not.

It is said that there are at least 800 men who died in Leng Ruoxue's hands.

He is very familiar with the woman standing in front of him.

Although she looks a bit brainless and innocent, she is actually a cruel person.

Even a person as arrogant and domineering as Wei Aowu would not dare to be too presumptuous in front of her.

Ye Changsheng quickly changed the subject: "I was wondering why the left eye kept twitching today. It turns out that there is a distinguished guest coming!" Then, he turned to the disciple beside him and ordered: "Disciple, make tea."

"Yes, Master."

Ye Changsheng was not shy. Regardless of Luo Qianqian's surprise, he gently pulled Leng Ruoxue's snow-white jade hands and slowly walked into the living room.

From a distance, a plump and graceful mature woman and a cute child of only about five years old were walking hand in hand.

At first glance, an uninformed outsider would really mistake them for a mother and son.

If any other man dared to pull Leng Ruoxue's hand, he would have been torn into pieces by her long ago!

Ye Changsheng was different. After all, he was an innocent child.

Who would bother with a 5-year-old child?

What bad thoughts could a child have?

Ye Changsheng gently pulled Leng Ruoxue's delicate hand, which was as soft as if it had no bones. Involuntarily, he began to think of the beautiful scene of this pair of delicate hands gently touching him.

As he thought about it, a trace of crystal saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth unconsciously...

At this moment, Leng Ruoxue laughed softly and said, "Hey, Junior Brother Ye, why are you still drooling? Are you hungry?"

Ye Changsheng smiled evilly and nodded and replied, "Yeah, I want to drink milk."

After hearing this, Luo Qianqian, who was standing by, stood there as if she was cast a spell, like an exquisite ice sculpture.

She thought to herself, "You ignorant brat, you dare to say such disrespectful words to my master. I'll make you into a meat pie!"

However, to everyone's surprise, Leng Ruoxue was slightly stunned, and then she pursed her lips and said softly, "Haha, Junior Brother Ye is really naughty and cute. Later, Senior Sister will have someone send you two spirit cows, so that you can drink the freshest milk every day."

Hearing Leng Ruoxue's soft voice, Ye Changsheng pretended to be grateful and bowed to thank her, "Thank you for your concern, Senior Sister, it's really troublesome for you!"