His lifespan is over, so he kisses Bai Wuchang at the beginning

Don't be deceived by her gentle and dignified appearance.

This is a goblin who hooks people to death without repaying their lives.

The psychic looked at Yue Bing who came in, and couldn't hide the surprise on his pretty face.

She could tell whether the person coming in this time was consciousness or body.

Suddenly, her little heart started beating faster.

The legs are pinched, and the hem of the skirt is tightly blocked.

The reason why I dared to seduce Yue Bing before was because I knew that what he came in was consciousness and he couldn't do anything to me.

But this time it was the main body that came in.

I'm afraid I'm in doom..."`ˇWell...congratulations, master, for your improved strength."

The psychic medium got down from the swing, and said in a serious manner after doing a good job.

Stand there far away from him, not daring to approach him.

But those charming eyes kept glancing at Yue Bing's waist.

She knew Yue Bing's current situation, and also knew his purpose of coming in this time.

Sooner or later, the servant's house belonged to the master, but at this time, the psychic who had been messing around with him suddenly became nervous.

The flustered psychic made Yue Bing feel a little cute.

Raising the corner of his mouth, he said, "How about congratulations, how about setting off a cannon to celebrate."

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Chapter 263 Don't call me master, call me dad, explore the psychic's palace (ask for a monthly ticket for flowers)

"what?"

The medium raised his head and looked at him blankly.

In an instant, Qianli's face was stained with a blush.

"Owner……"

She lowered her head shyly and pouted her rosy mouth.

The tone was delicate, and Yue Bing's whole body was soft when he called the master.

Yue Bing stepped forward and took her warm and jade-like little hand, and looked into her shy and dodging beautiful eyes.

He raised his eyebrows and said with a smirk: "Don't call me master."

A flash of surprise flashed in the medium's eyes: "What's that called?"

Yue Bing stretched out his hand to pick up her fair and thin chin, and kissed her small mouth.

After a long time, he let go, leaned close to her red ears and whispered: "Call daddy!"

The psychic blinked: "Dad...Dad?"

Yue Bing smiled knowingly, really sensible!

Previously, Li Huilan told her not to call her, but to beat her!

Look at how good the psychic is.

Yue Bing said meaningfully: "Not now."

The psychic's tender body trembled slightly, wrinkled her nose and said coquettishly, "You've got necrosis!"

Yue Bing stretched out his hand and grabbed it, pretending to be angry and said: "Dare you talk to Master like that?"

The psychic trembled suddenly, turned his charming eyes, and said in a charming way: "The slave, apologize to the master..."

As she spoke, she knelt down and slowly lowered her head...

After a long time, the psychic raised his head and tugged on his clothes and said faintly: "Master, go to the palace and rest!"

The palace at the foot of the mountain was built by the spirit 977 matchmaker with great effort.

Now that she can maintain this body, she always has a place to rest.

Now that Yue Bing himself can come in, that's even better.

There's even a place to sleep!

Yue Bing turned his head to look at the luxurious palace, which was similar to Ah Cha's, but it looked more lively.

"No, there's no one here anyway."

He pinched the medium's chin and stretched out his hand to pull her down.

This small world is like the Garden of Eden.

An Adam who comes here from time to time, and an Eve who is enough to charm all living beings.

But unlike the Garden of Eden, there are no animals here.

There is no difference between day and night here, and you can't even feel the flow of time.

Therefore, Yue Bing didn't know how long it had passed.

Because happiness is always short-lived.

"Master... Dad..."

After the storm, the psychic rested his head on Yue Bing's chest and looked at him aggrievedly.

Xiumei frowned slightly, with a look of pity for me.

"what happened?"

Yue Bing helped her straighten her messy hair and asked softly.

The medium narrowed her beautiful eyes and smiled sweetly.

"It's okay, doesn't your master like to hear it?"

"The slave family is more obedient, and the master will love the slave family more in the future."

Yue Bing's eyes moved, and he said meaningfully: "My heart hurts... well, then I will be gentler later."

He felt that maybe it was a bit too much just now.

So the psychic has an opinion!

Unexpectedly, the psychic gave him a blank look: "It's not this!"

Who made you gentle, why are you so stupid?

Yue Bing pursed his lips and said, "That's..."

The psychic shrank his head shyly, and said softly, "I'm going to come in more often to see the servant's house..."

Yue Bing immediately understood.

Your little hooves are flying so fast that you are almost catching up with Li Huilan.

I don't know when it started, but Li Huilan's style has become the unit of measurement in Yue Bing's mind.

The psychic medium is unparalleled in beauty, and her figure is also uncanny.

The only one who can compete with her externally is the crazy woman Ah Cha.

Ah Cha is crazy, but her figure and appearance are really nothing to say.

In fact, there is no need for a psychic to say that Yue Bing will come in often in the future.

Having such a little canary here is one thing, and the benefits it brings to cultivation are also another aspect.

If you want to be promoted again after the seventh level, you will need a lot of merit.

Almost exponentially increased.

Therefore, it is definitely not enough to rely solely on accumulating merits and virtues. It also requires persistent practice.

Now there are word secrets and the time difference in this small world.

These are things that others can't even ask for, so I naturally wouldn't waste them in vain.

Although the psychic medium is a special existence, after all, it was the first time that he fell asleep next to him not long after all.

The sky is the cover and the earth is the bed.

Anyway, there are only two people in the small world, and no one cares about Guoben.

Yue Bing didn't feel sleepy, he sat up and began to practice.

The spiritual energy in this world is much more abundant and purer than that in the outside world.

Now the time difference between the small world and the outside world is seventy times.

One day of cultivation here is worth seventy days outside.

Yue Bing stayed inside for half a month.

In the past half month, he has directly become a master of time management.

Practice for half a day, and then enter the psychic's palace to stay for half a day.

In half a month, she has obviously become much more skilled.

On this day, after the storm, Yue Bing did not come out of the spiritual medium's palace.

The two were lying on the grass, and Yue Bing looked up at the leafy willow tree.

Compared with when he first came in, he found that the willow tree seemed to have changed a little bit.

The willow leaves are more emerald green, as if they have been carefully cared for during this time.

This is strange.

The psychic medium is either resting during this time, or is being...

No time to take care of the tree at all.

And in just half a month, how could such a big change happen.

This tree can't be a nutrient injection, can it?

Yue Bing left the psychic medium's palace and stood up. The psychic medium snorted and gave him a coquettish look.

It felt as if my heart had been taken out by him.

"You planted this tree?"

Yue Bingguang 66 stood under the big tree, reaching out to pull a few leaves from the hanging willow branches.

"oops!"

The voice medium suddenly let out an exclamation, and Yue Bing turned around.

I saw her sitting there covering her head with one hand, looking at herself angrily.

"what happened?"

Yue Bing asked puzzledly with a few leaves in his hand.

The spirit medium stood up, twisted his slender waist and came to Yue Bing.

Snatching the willow leaf from his hand, he said angrily, "I'll pull out your hair and see if it hurts!"

Yue Bing asked in surprise, "Hair?"

The leaves I picked were obviously leaves, so what does it have to do with your hair.

Is your hair made of leaves or are the leaves your hair?

Suddenly, he thought of something.

He looked at the ghostly figure of the psychic in shock, and then looked back at the sturdy willow tree.

No matter what, he couldn't imagine this curvy psychic and a tree together.

Pointing to the willow tree with hesitation, he said in disbelief: "Is this tree yours?"

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Chapter 264: One Word Seals Immortal!If I say you are a fairy, you can become a fairy (ask for a monthly ticket for flowers)