Ling Luo felt that she was about to be sucked in by such a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. What a sin. This guy was so violent that he had nothing to do.
"I'm tired, how can you compensate me?" she joked.
He was already a martial spirit, and his six senses were extremely sharp. From the moment she stepped into the bamboo forest, he had already judged that it was her from the sound of footsteps.
That's why I can practice in front of her so comfortably.
She is the person he trusts most.
"Compensation? What kind of compensation do you want?" Xuanyuan Yu raised the corners of his lips in an extremely dazzling arc, "How about a kiss?"
"Come less."
Ling Luo stretched out her hand and pinched a certain shameless person.
When the kiss failed and his face was pinched, Xuanyuan Yu grumbled in his throat.
Although he was being pinched, he still looked like he was enjoying it very much. Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if he had a little bit of masochistic tendencies.
Being bullied by someone I like makes me feel happy.
"Jin Yaotian Book -" Ling Luo's eyes fell on the black and simple stone book in Xuanyuan Yu's hand and asked, "How is your cultivation going?"
"Half of it." Xuanyuan Yu said in a deep voice with a hint of seriousness on his brows, "The first half of the Jin Yaotian Book is easier to understand and has helped me break through the martial arts; but the second half is more difficult and I'm afraid it will be difficult to understand it for a while.
"
Ling Luo smiled slightly and asked as if unintentionally: "Is this stone book very important to you?"
"Of course!" Xuanyuan Yu replied without hesitation, "This is the lost treasure of my Xuanyuan family."
"Then...is the first half of the Jin Yaotian Book more important, or the second half?"
"Of course it's the second half." Xuanyuan Yu's eyes flashed with a faint golden glow, "Although I haven't been able to understand it yet, I have already gotten a glimpse of it. The second half of the Jin Yaotian Book hides the secrets from the Martial Spirit Crossing
The secret method of King Wu."
King Wu?!
Ling Luo was shocked by this word that represented supreme power and strength.
She raised her eyes and, not surprisingly, saw deep desire in Xuanyuan Yu's eyes.
"If someone forcibly seizes your Golden Book of Glory..." she asked tentatively.
Xuanyuan Yu's attitude was extremely tough, and there was a hint of coldness in his voice: "I will never let that happen! If someone takes away the treasure of my Xuanyuan family, he will be punished until death!"
Ling Luo had long eyelashes and fluttering eyes, and her eyes were slightly narrowed.
Xuanyuan Yu saw her expression was different and couldn't help asking: "Luo'er, why are you acting weird today?"
She had never asked about her cultivation progress before, let alone ended her cultivation in Yanguang Valley early and took the initiative to visit her.
"No." Ling Luo smiled, "It's your misunderstanding."
Seeing her denial, Xuanyuan Yu stopped asking questions no matter how doubtful he was. He never forced her.
Ling Luo took the initiative to grab Xuanyuan Yu's hand, held it warmly, and walked toward the deep bamboo forest.
"Master gave me a holiday. It's still early, let's go out for a walk."
"Okay." Naturally, he wanted it.
The two walked hand in hand for a long distance, all the way to Yingyang Street.
Ling Luo is no longer as shy as she used to be. Whenever there was any intimacy on the street, she used to get very angry.
At that time, he would still make a miserable face, pretend to be aggrieved to her, and try every means to take advantage of her verbally.
But now, she took the initiative to hold his hand affectionately. There were so many people coming and going on Yingyang Street, and many people knew that it was the third miss, the alchemist of the Ling family, and her handsome little beggar husband.