"Little brother, please stop, don't do stupid things. It's not easy for us to share the joys and sorrows together, but your little head is in knots just because you can't think about it. Where do you want me to cry!" Shen Xingzi was about to cry but had no tears.
"I'm not overthinking it, I'm telling the truth, what a pity!" Xiao Momo shook his head and sighed.
Yin Zhengyue narrowed her eyes slightly, put her hands on her hips, lowered her head a little, looked at Xiao Momo and said word by word: "In the next life, you tell the Lord of Hell that you want to be reincarnated as a woman!"
"Mom, in this life, Momo is an upright man, so..."
"So what? So you want to sacrifice your mother? Then just let your mother and I become a nun. Aren't nuns paired with monks? Are you satisfied?" With that, Yin Zhengyue also mentioned Xiao Mo.
A strange ear.
"Mom, it hurts. I'll stop thinking about it, okay? Your injury is serious! Mom~"
Shen Xingzi finally understood what Xiao Momo meant.
He looked at Monk Qingcheng over there, then at Yin Zhengyue who was still holding Little Momo's ears, and finally shook his head involuntarily.
Yin Zhengyue and Xiao Momo happened to look at this scene, and Xiao Momo burst into laughter.
And Yin Zhengyue asked: "Why are you shaking your head?"
There was a dangerous light in her eyes.
The god Xingzi really didn't pay attention, and said honestly: "Auntie, let me be honest, if you want to get along with that person, you can't do it! Look at how tall he is, he is the most beautiful person in the sky.
It’s still good-looking. If you really return to secular life as the little brother said, you go out with him, this, this, this—”
"You mean I'm ugly?!"
At this moment, Shen Xingzi noticed it and immediately fell silent.
Xiao Momo laughed heartily and unkindly. This laugh affected his wound and he cried out in pain.
Yin Zhengyue was angry with him and felt sorry for him, but she was extremely speechless towards Shen Xingzi. What is all this?!
The three of them laughed and made noise for a while. It was time to find a place to rest and recuperate.
This bamboo forest is not big and the scenery is beautiful, but there is not much place to stay. After working for a long time, I can only go to the open space by the creek to rest.
In order not to disturb the motionless Monk Qingcheng who was sitting cross-legged on the stone, Yin Zhengyue chose a position far away from him, with her back leaning against the stone, and the ground was cushioned by bears that Shen Xingzi had snatched from those martial cultivators.
Fur pad.
Yin Zhengyue took another piece of the magical medicine leaf and then meditated. She was now at the seventh level of the natal elixir realm. In just a few months, she could compare to what others would have spent in several years or more.
After adjusting her energy and blood, and seeing that the injury was completely stable, Yin Zhengyue began to practice. In order not to affect the wound, her practice speed was slightly slowed down.
It was slow, but I didn't want to open my eyes. It was getting dark.
"Momo? Xingzi?" She looked and saw that he was no longer there early in the morning.
But the person on the rock not far away is still there.
Yin Zhengyue stood up, looked around, and raised her eyebrows slightly, where were these two guys?
She was wondering, but she didn't want to hear a voice in front of her slowly.
"They'll be back soon." He started, and he knew what Yin Zhengyue was thinking without even looking at her.
After hearing his words, Yin Zhengyue's eyes moved slightly.
"Why did you bring us here? What do you want to do? Who are you? Do you have the same intention as them?" After a moment, Yin Zhengyue asked directly.