Cannon fodder master, she became a group favorite after tearing up the script

Chapter 137 Indifference to him
Why don't you take a look?

Ji Wuye folded up his skirt.

A slight confusion flashed across the always penetrating eyes.

She likes a boy like Feng Su, why not her own?
Ji Wuye's face was tense, and he tilted his face to look in the direction of the door.

The woman walked without any sloppiness, without any nostalgia.

Could it be... He really misunderstood her?
It was the first time that Ji Wuye had such firm shakes in his cognition.

If she hadn't misunderstood her, how could she be indifferent to herself today?
Young Ruifeng's eyes were full of complexities, and a momentary emptiness filled his heart.

It's not that Yu Yan didn't notice that Ji Wuye didn't tidy up his clothes.

But she just thought he didn't tidy it up.

They are all cultivators, so there is no need to be too particular.

The woman was lying on her back on the bed in the hall.

She feels that she is now a debtor.

After finally repaying Ji Wuye, Feng Su chased after him.

Reward, what reward?
Still, the second apprentice is a good boy and won't make trouble for her.

Not only will she not find trouble for her, but she will also cook delicious food.

Hey, this is the difference between apprentices.

Yu Yan hooked her fingers around a strand of hair on her chest, and turned around.

Being idle and bored, Yu Yan picked up the booklet again.

She really did not expect that this "Miscellaneous News of the Immortal Cultivation World" could be put into the ninth floor of the library by Cangmiaozong.

If she hadn't not only read the title of the book, but also explored some of the content when she was searching for her spiritual sense, she would have missed it.

Miss this booklet, the only one chronicling the blood of the kill.

"Killing Bloodline..."

The woman muttered to herself.

The bracelet on the wrist flashed a blue light, and Shui Muran's figure slowly appeared.

With her head still resting on the jade pillow, Yu Yan glanced at the man in Tsing Yi indifferently.

"Master, what did you just say about killing blood?"

Shui Muran came up and asked.

The man half-kneeled beside Yu Yan's bed, his eyes full of inquiry.

Yu Yan nodded, her peach blossom eyes slightly raised,

"How much do you know?"

She thought that Shui Muran must know something.

Why didn't she think of asking him just now, this green dragon with a half-inherited memory.

Sure enough, a smile appeared on Qinglong's face.

"I know." Shui Muran said.

Yu Yan immediately raised her head, put her elbows on the edge of the bed, and then faced Shui Muran.

To be honest, the distance between the two is a bit close.

But because they all had something in their hearts, they didn't realize it for a while.

Yu Yan: "Tell me, does the killing bloodline really exist?"

Anyway, since she practiced so far, if it wasn't for Fang Liuyu's letter, she would never have heard of it.

Shui Muran's eyes moved slightly, and he said cautiously,

"Master, can you grant me a condition?"

Yu Yan frowned, what kind of brain circuit is this.

trade with her?

Yu Yan was upset, and then sat upright.

It was still the same wanton and gleaming face, and when he looked at Shui Muran, he was a little colder than usual.

"Shui Muran, I think there is one thing you may not understand."

The man in Tsing Yi was still kneeling on the ground, his soft eyes were slightly dazed.

"Master, please speak."

Seeing his appearance, Yu Yan knew that Fang was thinking too much, and he didn't understand anything at all.

How did this dragon grow so big.

Oh no, how did this man grow so big.

Returning to the Emperor, will he really not be eaten by his brothers?
Yu Yan said slowly: "You also know to call me master, there is no transaction between you and me, what I give you is the contract of life, that is, I am willing to trust you."

　Ji Wuye: Why exactly? ? ? ? ? ?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)