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

Chapter 348 I'm afraid I'm worried that he saw these
It really looks good.

There was a breeze blowing outside the window, blowing up Yu Yan's sleeves.

Two or three bruises of bruises were vaguely reflected in the pupils of the little beast.

He froze all over, and then his body trembled violently as if he had been subjected to some kind of capital punishment.

Yu Yan lifted him up worriedly, and asked softly face to face,
"What's wrong, uncomfortable?"

Ji Wuye couldn't hear what Yu Yan said at all.

My mind is full of bruises that just passed by in a flash.

He couldn't be wrong.

The blue and purple mottled are extremely dazzling.

No wonder Master wanted to wear the jade bracelet himself, maybe he was worried that he would see this!

Who did it?
It must be Shen Qingyi!
All four of the little beast's paws were gathered together, the anger in its eyes was overwhelming, and deep down was the pain of being broken to the extreme.

He rubbed Yu Yan's arm affectionately.

In my heart, I masochistically speculated about the persecution that Master may have suffered in these years.

Two tears dripped from the end of Shui Qilin's eyes, and they were caught by a warm finger.

"Why are you still crying?" Yu Yan said worriedly.

"Wuye, if you're not feeling well, you might as well change back."

"Master, you don't have to think too much. I am a water unicorn. When I transform into my original form, there will be more water."

Ji Wuye casually made a reason to deal with it.

The man's voice was full of anguish, Yu Yan always felt that he was perfunctory her.

What a childish reason.

Yu Yan couldn't help thinking of Feng Su's childish behavior when he turned into a dumpling.

Feeling relieved, he even accepted Ji Wuye's words a little bit.

She put the little beast back on her lap, stroking his head with her fingers.

Ji Wuye retracted silently into Yu Yan's arms, surrounded by the fragrance of peach blossoms at the tip of his nose, he turned his head and slipped into Yu Yan's arms.

器峰
Zi Lan's heart skipped a beat when she saw Li Ze approaching.

"Is the senior sister back?"

Li Ze shook his head, Zi Lan was disappointed with naked eyes, and then listened to the other party,
"Uncle, Master ordered the disciples to come and get the sword."

Zi Lan's heart was empty.

He thought she would come to pick it up in person.

The man in purple hummed, and then a spirit sword appeared in his hand.

The cold air that hit his face made Li Ze tremble uncontrollably.

He reached out and tried to take it, but was blocked by Zi Lan.

Zi Lan: "Before, I thought that the elder sister would come to get the sword, so I didn't seal the spirit sword."

Li Ze understood, he took a step back.

Zi Lan pinched a seal with her fingers, and at the moment the seal fell on the sword, all the coldness subsided instantly.

Only then did Li Ze take it over.

The spirit sword is made of ten thousand years of cold iron, it is very heavy in the hand, but it looks extremely thin.

His eyes flicked across the lines on Ling Jian's body, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes, but judging from the cold air overflowing from the sword just now, this sword was probably for the elder brother.

Li Ze clenched the hilt of his sword, his fox eyes turned slightly, thinking about something.

He is also a sword cultivator, although the master usually pays more attention to the formation of him.

He also wanted the sword from Master.

Looking at the back of Li Ze turning around and about to leave, Zi Lan suddenly said,

"Nephew and so on."

Li Ze turned around: "Uncle Master, do you have anything else to explain?"

"Do you know where your master is now?" Zi Lan asked.

I saw the other party shook his head.

Zi Lan lowered her eyes in frustration, "Okay, it's okay, nephew, let's go."

Sensing the sudden depression of the man in purple, Li Ze's thin lips pressed slightly.

It's not that he doesn't want to talk, it's just that the current situation doesn't allow him to talk nonsense.

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Sect Master Wan Zhaozong was drinking tea with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)