"It's rainy and windy, but it's cold?" Shangshan said softly with a fond smile on his face as he walked slowly towards An Qingli.
"It's not that cold." Although he had realized Shang Shan's intentions, An Qingli still couldn't bear this sudden false tenderness.
"It should be cold." Shangshan said with some concern, and took out a moon-white cloak from the storage ring.
Shangshan's clothes are also moon-white, which is exactly the same as the cloak.
Even the patterns on the robes are exactly the same.
Shangshan stretched out his hand to shake off his cloak, and with a gentle smile, it seemed that he wanted to put it on An Qingli himself.
An Qingli quickly pushed him away and said through a message: "Shangshan Zhenjun, if you play like this, you have to calculate the money."
"I'm playing like this just to save your cousin An Qingjin." Shang Shan smiled unabashedly, and his smile became more natural and more intoxicating. "How many spiritual stones can you give me first?"
Tell me the number."
Shameless to look at!
True Lord Duoze has already turned his back. This Shang Shan is too good at playing. Even if he pulls the master's apprentice to play like this, he is not afraid of the master jumping in and slapping him in the face.
Perhaps the Supreme Being is deliberately playing this way, and wants to make up for the failure he suffered from the master's disciples.
Shangshan is not a person who is willing to suffer losses. He was stolen from the spiritual grass when he was young. He knew that the little fox was the master's pet, so he also set up a trap to fight back.
Anyway, if you are a lonely person, you can afford it no matter how big the game is.
Moreover, the most kind master also dotes on his disciples and lets his disciples do whatever they want.
The eyes of Zhenjun Duoze turned between the man and the woman, there is a good show!
Shangshan didn't hesitate to smile for a moment, as if he had spent all his smiles for the next ten years on An Qingli. He also smiled and sent a message to ask how many spiritual stones An Qingli would quote.
Even though the master's words shocked him first, An Qingli still asked the eighth-level Thunder Winged Tiger to go between the two Tribulation-Transcending Ancestors, and was protected at close range by three Tribulation-Transcending Ancestors. Then he sent a message: "If I can help you,
If you can collect the mist spirit, you will be given one thousand top-grade spirit stones; if you fail, you will be given one hundred top-grade spirit stones."
Shangshan went to the left side of An Qingli, raised his hand and put his cloak on the woman in front of him, smiled and said: "Sure enough, he was raised by a wealthy master, and the first time he opened his mouth, he knew the best spiritual stone."
An Qingli's smile didn't reach his eyes: "I'm taking a big risk to act with Zhenjun. This is a very polite thing to do with the best spiritual stone."
"Are you going to give me some reward?" Shangshan moved a little closer to An Qingli and lowered his head.
The woman on the pear tree couldn't bear it anymore, she let out a manic scream, and jumped down from the pear tree again. She bit her lip and walked around distractedly.
Although he knew that the man and the woman were deliberately acting to provoke him to show up, the blatant flirting still hurt his eyes and his heart.
Shangshan's face was very close, and he could clearly see the faint red mark on An Qingli's face.
Those red marks were traces of scars. A few days ago, An Qingli was besieged by a group of evil cultivators and had a real fight with swords and guns, which resulted in deep injuries.
Not only were there injuries on his face, but there were also injuries on his legs and back, but they were only invisible because of his clothes.
"It doesn't have to be like this." An Qingli leaned back to avoid the breath of the best.
This kind of good thing is just a good-looking face, but male appearance is a disaster, and it has messed up the Taoist minds of many low-level female cultivators.
Such a man cannot afford to cause trouble.
"The vision of a master's disciple is so unique." Shangshan chuckled, twitched his eyelashes, raised his jade-like fingers, and began to carefully tie the white silk ribbon in front of An Qingli's cloak.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
The little Pegasus sighed in the spirit beast bag. If someone painted this scene and sold it in the market, I don't know how many spirit stones would be earned.
"Come on."
The little Thunder Winged Tiger was also sighing. According to its experience over the years, before making money, its owner had been drowned in the spit of countless women.
In the secular world, I have encountered that on the day of a handsome man's wedding, more than a dozen women died for him.
Women in the world of cultivation are also women, and there are many pampered women. Among those pampered women, there are many infatuated ones, and one or two go to extremes for the sake of good, but it is not enough.
Shangshan has beautiful fingers, but the movements of tying the silk ribbon are very slow and very serious.
An Qingli was thinking about the captured An Qingjin, so he bit the bullet and acted with this Shang Shan.
While Xiao Lingxi was taking the poison pill, he encouraged An Qingli to work harder. So far, everything is as usual. It seems that the Wuling is still a little patient.
"Don't cause trouble, Xiao Lingxi." Xiao Jintan said in disapproval. Shangshan is so good-looking. If Qingli is really attracted to Qingli, there will be a lot of love rivals. Will there be any relief?
An Qingli also half-closed his eyes. This kind of slow torture was really unbearable.
This Supreme Being is worthy of being a water spirit body. When you look at it from a close distance, your whole body looks like jade dew. There is no flaw in the exposed skin, and there is also a faint soft halo, as if you reach out and gently touch his fair and beautiful skin.
Just a few drops of delicious nectar can be squeezed out of your bare cheeks.
Water is good at doing good things, and its beauty is truly worthy of its reputation.
"Does it look good?" Shangshan asked An Qingli through a message.
An Qingli clicked his tongue: "It looks good, it looks better."
"How is it compared to your master?" Shangshan asked again.
An Qingli was very calm: "A person's beauty is not just about the skin. Of course, my master is better looking."
"Finally, my eyesight is normal and my mind is normal." Shangshan seemed to be relieved and went to hold An Qingli's wrist.
The mist spirit looked up to the sky and roared in anger.
An Qingjin, who was concentrating on refining on the side, was also disturbed by the roar. He temporarily opened his eyes and took a look at the fog spirit that looked like a mad woman, then closed his eyes and continued to refine the results.
What Wu Ling said was true, but after only half of it was refined, he already felt that a breakthrough was imminent.
If it is completely refined, it should be able to break through to the final stage of foundation building, saving twenty or thirty years of hard training in one go.
I really didn't expect that Wu Xingyun still hides such a big secret.
Wu Xingyun's gift is even more than that of a water spirit body cauldron of the same level of cultivation. If such a big secret were leaked, Wu Xingyun would not remain innocent to this day.
An Qingjin looked at Wu Xingyun, who was possessed by the mist spirit, and then closed his eyes to continue refining. A breakthrough was imminent, so it was best not to set up defensive arrays or other obstructions around him.
That will block the influx of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and may lead to failure of the breakthrough.
Wu Ling had no time to talk to An Qingjin and stared at Shangshan and An Qingli who were about to hold hands.
The two people were obviously incompatible, especially on An Qingli's right wrist, there was a high-level relic bead gifted by Buddhism. Although it was hidden on his right wrist, the clues were still touched by Shangshan's fingertips.
An Qingli was very defensive, and immediately put his right hand behind his back before Shangshan's fingertips could get closer.
Moreover, An Qingli muttered in a low voice with a little disgust in his heart: "Don't be too old."
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