School beauty's immortal cultivation powerhouse

After an hour, Yang Tian can still feel Xiao ling'er's deep resentment!

She stared at Yang Tian with big black eyes and ate ice sugar gourd in her mouth. She said angrily, "big bad guy, don't expect me to forgive you."

Yang Tian smiles and doesn't think so.

He touched Xiao ling'er, who had become a little kitten, and said, "I think you are very cute, with a scholarly flavor."

Now nearly half of her pure white hair has been dyed black, especially when one eye socket is white and the other eye socket is black.

"Really? Am I really scholarly? " Xiao ling'er is very happy when she hears Yang Tian's praise. However, when she sees the smile from the corner of Yang Tian's eyes, she looks at the black hair and feels cheated.

She bit Yang Tian's ear and said angrily, "I'm full of ink. It's not the smell of books. It's the smell of ink."

"It's all the same!"

Yang Tianxiao's wind is light and clouds are light!

Xiao ling'er is in a frenzy. Yang Tian's eyes look at the door of a second-hand bookstore.

There are girls struggling to carry heavy books to a car.

Her long red hair, like a flame, falls down like a waterfall and just falls on her slightly shaved shoulders. Her ivory skin, swan like neck, amber eyes, fan like eyelashes, delicate nose and small mouth are like rose petals.

Her upper body is a sky blue loose coat, and her lower body is a washed white jeans and shorts, revealing her slender and straight legs.

However, she is not relaxed at the moment. The old books are very heavy. Her forehead is fragrant and sweaty, and her face is white with fatigue, but her stubborn face is full of perseverance.

Murou?

Yang Tian looks strange.

The girl who sits at the same table with him all day and calls him the object.

Yang Tian's first reaction is to leave. God knows when the girl will pester him.

However, when he just turned around, he suddenly heard a cry of pain.

After three steps, Yang Tian stops with a sigh and turns to look at the girl.

I saw her little hand accidentally hit the corner of the car, blood dripping, she took a breath, pretty face wrinkled into a ball.

However, there were more than ten piles of thick old books on the ground. She gritted her teeth and staggered to load them again.

Yang Tian hesitated for a moment, but still felt that he couldn't bear to go forward.

Mu Rou wiped the sweat on her forehead and carried a heavy book. When her strength was exhausted, she suddenly felt a light on her hand.

These old books have become like Hongmao. She takes no effort to carry silk.

Mu rouzheng doubts, suddenly feel in front of a slender palm, effortlessly help him to mention the book!

Mu Rou was stunned and looked up.

In the hot sunshine, a young man's figure came into view.

Mu Rou rubbed her eyes to make sure she didn't see anything wrong. She was surprised and said, "object! Why are you here? "

Yang Tian held his forehead and said, "Murou, I'll help you if you don't call me a partner. What do you think?"

Mu Roumei's eyes curved into crescent shape, showing her teeth and said with a smile: "good object, thank you for your object!

Yang Tian:

In the end, he left heartily and easily threw a dozen old books into the car with Mu Rou's help.

Looking at Mu Rou, who is smiling sweetly, Yang Tian doesn't know where the girl has gone. Is her face stiff after laughing for such a long time?

This is also the reason why he stayed in Xuantian for 300 years

Yang Tian went to her side, the girl at the moment peach cheek with a smile, graceful, carrying a small hand standing where, slim and thin, crisp chest tall and straight!

"Reach out!"

"Ah?" Mu Rou was a little stunned, then she stretched out her white hand.

Yang Tian said helplessly: "the other one."

Murou hesitated and held out her little hand that had been knocked.

At the moment, the blood is still flowing, but the little girl seems to be not aware of the pain, laughing very happily.

Yang Tian doesn't know whether to describe her with a big nerve or a strong one.

He deliberately reached into his pocket and took out a magic pill for treating trauma and a piece of white cloth from the colorful Linglong tower.

Dan medicine kneaded into powder, sprinkled gently on Mu Rou's wound, the blood stopped immediately.

Mu Rou Mei Mou a surprise way: "object, seem not to ache ah."

Yang Tian rolled his eyes and asked, "I didn't see the pain on your face just now."

Mu Rou was a little bit wry and said with a pretty red face, "that's because you're around. If you're not around, I would have been crying."

Yang Tian:

What's the logic?

He holds Mu Rou's little hand and helps the girl to dress the wound. Mu Rou bites her red lips and blushes. Looking at Yang Tianna's serious side face, he feels sweet.

"All right!" Mu Rou's hand is on one hand. Although Yang Tian has worked hard, she still has her whole hand wrapped in it, which is not beautiful at all. Mu Rou could not laugh or cry when she saw this scene, and said: "object, how can you be so stupid, how can I meet people? Don't people have bows on TV? No, I want a bow, too. " Yang day mouth corner smoked to smoke, looking at to depend on not Rao of girl feel should not help her to wrap up. Finally, I had no choice but to make a bow clumsily. Looking at the ugly bow, Mu Rou smiles. She looked at the little white fox on Yang Tian's shoulder and asked curiously, "object, have you changed into a new pet? Where's Xiaoling Not to mention that it's OK, little ling'er is crazy and stomps in anger. Not to mention that, he glared at Yang Tian and grinded his teeth. Yang Tian pointed to the one on his shoulder and said, "she is Xiaoling. She is naughty and has to play around the ink. As a result, she is dyed like this. Say, spread to spread hand, show helpless expression. Small spirit son heard here, the chest of the gas would explode, to Yang Tian is to grasp and bite again. Murou chuckled: "Xiao ling'er is so cute." Small work properly son hears this words, immediately have a little to benefit to stop a lot. But then Murou's words made her leg slip and almost fell from Yang Tian's shoulder“ She's playful and black with ink, and she blames you. Ha ha, Yang Tian, you are so wronged. " Xiao ling'er is silly. If she is not afraid of being dissected as a mouse, she really wants to speak out her grievance to Mu rou. It was Yang Tian who poured a can of ink directly on her head. She clearly said that she could not move her pure white hair. She clearly warned Yang Tian. Xiaoling'er is more and more angry, more and more aggrieved. Yang Tian looked at the little ling'er who wanted to cry. He reached out and took out a golden elixir and said, "I'll give you a sugar bean!" Xiao ling'er's eyes lit up and quickly swallowed it. All the grievances were gone, and he ate the elixir happily. Looking at Mu Rou's injured hand, Yang Tian asked, "what are you doing with so many old books?" Mu Rou blushed, lowered her head and didn't speak. She pulled up a wisp of smile and said, "Yang Tian, it's late. I'll go first if I have something else to do." With that, a man tried to push the car to leave. Yang Tian suddenly showed a strange look. He thought the little girl would ask for his help, and he was ready to agree. After all, her hand was hurt. Looking at the girl's resolute figure and the bright red on the white cloth, it was obvious that the wound split again. Yang Tian sighed and ran after him. Just as the car was on the uphill, Murou was halfway there, biting her teeth with all her strength, and the car didn't move. When she was about to take a breath, she felt the car slide down slowly. Mu Rou's face turned white. She was about to put her foot under the wheel to stabilize the car, but she found that the car didn't move. Mu Rou turns her head and sees Yang Tian's hand on the car. Her eyes are on her“ I don't know what you're sticking to. ' Yang Tian sighs and pushes Mu Rou to one side. He supports the car and moves forward effortlessly. Mu Rou, with a pretty red face and a low head, followed him. At this time, it was almost noon. At this time, two rogues were sitting at the roadside stall. One of them, a young man with small yellow hair, stared at the young man beside him and said, "huazi, I've said it many times. I know brother Zhao ran. He's getting on well with my sister. Now he's the red man beside boss Wang, and he's the big man in the world. Why don't you believe what I said?" The young man named huazi immediately said with disdain, "Xiao Huang, just blow it. Brother Zhao ran, who is that? He can be as good as the old master Jin. How can you know you little bastard?"