Dressed As a Grass

    "Every time you fall into a dream, your cultivation will have a breakthrough, but I don't seem to get anything, Master Sister said yes or no?"

    Zhai Wangyou frowned, did you get nothing?

    As if she expected that she would not answer, Xi Zhou continued: "So, I can help you in your dreams, but the time is up to me, I say it's over, we can end it."

    What should be done again is good. Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge is not a good habit. She wants the bridge to be erected, at least for a longer time.

    Zhai Wangyou is still silent, the emotions in his eyes are complicated and difficult to distinguish...

      …us…"

    There is a lot of uncertainty in the tone of hesitation, and I can't say it completely.

    This time, she thought she would hear no response either.

    But Zhai Wangyou not only understood the hesitation in her words, but also calmly said: "Humans and monsters have different paths."

    Xi Zhou sneered, not knowing whether it was funny or helpless, what a ladyboy in a different way, she was originally human, but not necessarily now.

    From the demon-hunting bell, to the old woman at the foot of the Mortal Realm Mountain, to the tree demon, they are all proving that she has a demonic energy.

    She vaguely felt that it had something to do with the bead she swallowed that night.

    Unfortunately, she has no basis. Otherwise, you must ask this person in front of you. In order to protect you, she has become a demon...

    This matter is not mentioned.

    Xi Zhou hooked the corners of his lips, and a gloomy look crossed his eyes: "Really? It turns out that shemales have different paths, so does the big sister want me, this little demon, to help?"

    Zhai Wangyou looked aside, avoiding her gaze, pursing her lips tightly without speaking.

    Xi Zhou looked at the person who started to remain silent again, stood up and sighed softly: "When?"

    Zhai Wangyou's eyes crossed a trace of doubt, when?

    Xi Zhou raised her eyebrows: "When did you fall asleep?"

    Who would have guessed, Zhai Wangyou sat up and said coldly, "No need, it's not fair to you."

    This person is right, her cultivation has broken through and she has benefited a lot, but this person seems to get nothing.

    Xi Zhou twitched the corners of his mouth and said in a loose tone: "Fair, as I just said, it's fair enough for me to decide the time, because I got you."

    I got you-----

    I got you-----

    She looked at Xizhou and couldn't help but ask: "Would you like..."

    The beginning of the words was blocked by a slender finger

      The honor of the little demon, even if you dream with ten or a hundred people in the future, I am afraid it will not be as charming as you are in your dreams..."

    'smack', Xizhou's fingers were slapped apart.

    Zhai Wangyou's breathing is slightly confused, what is this person saying, and he is dreaming with ten people and a hundred people...

    Shameless.

    Xi Zhou rubbed his fingers and said with a deep meaning, "You should be nicer to my fingers."

    Xi Zhou rolled her eyes and returned to the grass in the blink of an eye. The sword is amazing, who are you scaring?

    Wait until the next time you fall asleep and see who is begging for mercy.

    At that time, she must let this woman know how powerful she is. Even if she begs for mercy, she can't let it go easily, but will someone like Senior Sister beg for mercy?

    Xi Zhou frowned and thought about it, even at the happiest moment, Zhai Wangyou seemed to be trying to restrain herself, but because of her forbearance, she couldn't stop …

    Silent night.

    Early in the morning, Guanlan's voice sounded outside the door again.

    Zhai Wangyou pushed open the door: "What's the matter?"

    Junior Sister Guanlan seems to be very keen on running errands and spreading the word, how to improve her cultivation.

    Guanlan took a deep breath and said, "Elder Sister, someone has come to propose to you again, this time it's Yaozong."

    What happened to the big sister when she went out alone, why did she seem to have provoked a lot of wind=flow=debt, and the people who came were all people with heads and faces.

      later."

    So who else is suitable to propose a marriage, she is now in the early Nascent Soul stage, wouldn't she agree to marry a disciple of the foundation-building stage?

    The people of the Medicine Sect are too imaginative, even more outrageous than the people of the Royal Sword Sect.

    Guanlan cautiously said: "That... is not a disciple of the Foundation Establishment period, the person here is the late Nascent Soul, and their sect master proposed a marriage to you and for himself."

    As if afraid that Zhai Wangyou would not understand, she explained it repeatedly.

    "The Sect Master of Dharma Sect? Is he the same age as Master?" If I remember correctly, the Sect Master Sect Master of Medicine Sect was a late Nascent Soul practitioner, but he was already seventy or eighty years old.

    Zhai Wangyou's face sank involuntarily, the Medicine Sect was indeed more unreasonable than the Imperial Sword Sect.

    Guanlan was also at a loss for words. She observed Zhai Wangyou's face and whispered: "Sect Master Fa Xiang is eighty years old this year. When you meet the big sister, you are...the beginning of your talent..."

    Zhai Wangyou frowned, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, shameless.

    She closed her eyes and said lightly, "Follow me to the living room."

      come up.

    Zhai Wangyou glanced at the indifferent Dreaming Grass, turned around and walked out the door.

    The door closed, and Xizhou suddenly turned into a human figure.

    She couldn't help but chuckle, eighty years old, that old man really dared to think.

    The Sect Master of Dharma is not like an old man. Although a cultivator cannot keep his youth forever, he can at least delay aging, so he looks about forty years old.

    "Fairy Wangyou." Fa Xiang greeted with a smile, his eyes were full of conspiracy, the Royal Sword Sect was deflated. If you can take the position of the sovereign's wife, there may still be some opportunities.

    She bowed her head in a salute: "Sect Master of Law."

    Fa Xiang showed a self-confident smile: "I wonder if Fairy Wangyou can be married?"

    Of course he knew that Zhai Wangyou had just been divorced, but what about the little girl? He is always reserved, especially when it comes to marriage, he wants to take things slowly, and he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

    This time, without waiting for Elder Nanshan to interject, Zhai Wangyou bluntly refused: "Old senior don't want to entertain the junior, Master's life and death are uncertain, if you can't find her, I will not Marry, no one will marry."

    The face of the old man was called, and the face was embarrassed. This Fairy Wangyou really only had a good-looking face and couldn't speak at all. He looked obviously very young.

    Zhai Wangyou said these words coldly, and left without saying goodbye.

    Elder Nanshan coughed awkwardly: "Junior is ignorant, I made you laugh."

    The law doesn't care, pretending to be casual: "Why don't you see the king of your sect, how can you make a breakthrough after so many years of seclusion?"

    Which old fox is the black-clothed old man who came out halfway, that's a distraction period.

    Elder Nanshan sighed: "Sect Master, although he has been in retreat for many days, he has not been able to break through..."

    I didn't know whether I believed it or not. Before I left, I looked at the direction of the North Mountain Peak.

    This can't be done, fortunately, he didn't have much hope, it seems that he has to take a different path.

    Under the North Mountain Peak, Zhai Wangyou looked at Guanlan who was following him: "In the future, if anyone seeks me for a marriage proposal, don't bother."

    Guanlan was silent for a while, then whispered: "I don't see how rude the guests are, these two times are seniors... Yes, big sister."

    She wanted to explain a few words, but she finally closed it under Zhai Wangyou's calm gaze.

    Zhai Wangyou turned to look at the eaves on the mountainside: "Junior Sister Guanlan, don't waste your practice, you don't have to give it away."

    Guanlan lowered her head and replied "Yes".

    However, just half an hour later, Guanlan appeared outside the door again.

    Xi Zhou was stunned. Other people's peach blossoms are counted by each flower.

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