All three inches are connected with clouds and rain, and a little sweet water is formed into a line.

After a while, the two of them separated reluctantly. Deng Yayun's eyes were closed before, and now he opened his eyes. When he saw the exaggerated face. When he thought of his actions, she suddenly became weak and her cheeks were

It was even more red, so it buried itself in Li Xiulin's arms, not daring to raise his head a little.

Even though Deng Yayun had already been mentally prepared, the little heart in her chest was still beating for the first time for such a bold move.

When Li Xiulin saw Deng Yayun, who was so shy, she was also savoring the taste in her mouth.

It is so sweet that it is more intoxicating than the beautiful wine and blue sky.

But just when he was trapped in endless imagination and was even considering taking out the Zhaiyun Mountain, a sudden chill rushed straight into his heart, dispersing his alcoholic and beautiful intentions!

Even Li Xiulin's back was uncontrollably sweating, as if he was in a life-and-death crisis!

However, on Kunpeng Cloud Boat, there were twenty-one powerful Xuantian Sect monks who had achieved cultivation or above in this cloud boat fairy banquet. How could he encounter a crisis?

Unexpectedly, Li Xiulin then cared about Qingyue, who had been as cold as an iceberg beside him, and found that his body was emitting an astonishing chill, and even ice had condensed around him.

"What's wrong with her?" Li Xiulin was puzzled. Since Qingyue was unwilling to accept the orders of Xuantian Sect, he would not force the other party, so he left her here directly.

But unexpectedly, under his keen perception of emotions, Qingyue felt anger in her heart at this time.

However, Li Xiulin was still too lazy to pay attention to such troublesome characters. Qingyue was a little more troublesome than Yun Hu next to the Chuchu Lake.

Although Yun Hu looks independent, he is extremely sensible and sensible, but his shortcomings are just too serious.

But Li Xiulin, who was beside her, knew that she was the kind of extremely difficult person when she saw her. Her face was like the cold moon in the cold pond, and her heart was extremely arrogant. It was the kind that might be quite unlucky.

A reasonable type.

Li Xiulin doesn't have so much patience to conquer and please her in dealing with such a woman. Since Qingyue doesn't like him, there is no need for him to get too close to him. After all, he is not going to develop in Xuantianmen for a long time.

However, the chill that Li Xiulin felt at this time was not like the green moon beside him, but more like it was directly emerged from the depths of his heart, extremely strange!

At this time, Chen Qingmeng's voice and smile squeezed out again, which made Li Xiulin panic. He quickly picked up the wine pot and drank a big mouthful of green sky to drive away the strange chill in his heart.

"How could I feel guilty? I am just a childhood sweetheart. At most, I have a few jokes from my father when he was alive, and there is no substantial relationship."

Li Xiulin didn't know where this guilty feeling came from, so she had to continue to rush into Bi Liutian and let herself be paralyzed by the alcohol.

But when he thought of the wonderful taste before, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, and even licked his lips aftertaste.

Afterwards, several Xuantian Sect monks who had fought with Li Xiulin came over one after another, chatted with him a few glasses of fine wine, greeted him, and greeted him.

After Li Xiulin's deliberate observation, he found that young master Lu Peng had not appeared on the square spirit stone jade table for a long time, and he didn't know whether his body could bear it or not.

At the bottom floor of Queyue Immortal Platform, there are seven or eight spiritual stone jade tables pieced together. Fifty or sixty men gathered here. The atmosphere that should have been drinking happily seemed particularly depressing and dull.

The wine in the glass is still blue and the jade table is full of good spiritual fruit food, but this wine is an intoxicating wine in the mouths of others, and it becomes a depressed and depressed wine in their mouths.

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Moreover, when the food on the jade table is put into your mouth, it becomes like chewing wax and is difficult to swallow.

At this moment, these monks had anger in their eyes, staring at the jade table where Li Xiulin was located on the second floor of the immortal platform. With the intention of drinking, they did not hide their hatred and hostility! Even their pupils became somewhat obvious due to hatred and jealousy.

The color of dark green.

However, since they did not take any extreme actions and did not affect other monks' enjoyment of the Yunzhou Immortal Banquet, Zhou Ling, who controls the overall situation, was too lazy to care about these people and allowed them to gather below.

The fifty or sixty monks gathered here are all male cultivators. They all come from different masters or families, but they have one thing in common.

They are all members of Zhuyue Gang.

The so-called Zhuyue Gang is not an existence in the sect, but just a small group formed by some monks in the Xuantian Sect because of their common hobbies and aspirations.

And the Yuezhu Gang, as the name suggests, is a gang that pursues Moonlight. And their Moonlight is the female cultivator Qingyue!

Whether it was because they covet the beauty of Qingyue, because they admired Qingyue himself, or because they were willing to pursue Qingyue for various reasons, they gathered together and formed the Zhuyue Gang.

Because Qingyue herself is as arrogant as Hanyue in the sky, and because her master's family is powerful and willing to protect her, Qingyue in Xuantian Sect is a legendary fairy who cannot be seen or obtained for ordinary monks.

It is in front of these Xuantianmen geniuses who can get on the Kunpeng Yunzhou that Qingyue is such an unattainable existence.

The cold moon in the cold pond makes them feel infinite pursuit.

And it was them who made Qingyue extremely dislike the timid and angular monks. They were naturally the type of monks that Qingyue hated the most in the Xuantian Sect, and even surpassed Li Xiulin.

Because sometimes, Qingyue had rejected them countless times, but these people were still stubborn, like dog skin plaster, and could not be shaken off. Even behind them, they formed a Zhuyue Gang.

Of course, Zhuyue Gang has also become Qingyue's most annoying group.

Moreover, because these people are all fellow disciples, they cannot kill them, so Qingyue is extremely troubled and can only hide in the master's sect and practice intently, so he even missed the clouds.

At this time, the Zhuyue Gang gang gathered below, drank into the glass of wine from time to time, and glared at the second floor of the Queyue High Platform, as if he wanted to bite Li Xiulin who was sitting there to pieces through his eyes.

Only a dull sound of wine glass colliding with the jade table was heard, and a monk who looked like a young man in white gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Dear Zhuyue Gang, now that the moonlight is hanging on the immortal platform, there is a wild dog fool who can sit next to her three inches. Are we just watching it so hard?"
Chapter completed!