The ancestors engaged in introversion in Xiuxianwen

It can't go on like this, he doesn't want to be left behind by him.

As a result, Li Zhu met his eyes, who was looking at him, and the other party seemed to be surprised why he didn't come forward.

Bai Feng choked for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, looking at his nose, nose, and heart.

Don't ask, it's because I'm not paying attention.

Seeing him like this, Li Zhu understood immediately, and couldn't help being a little speechless, pursed his lips, and looked away.

At this time, Lin Yunqiu and the six elders all took a step forward at the same time, making everyone stunned by their uniform steps.

The few of them also looked at each other, each with a different look, and thought it was a bit funny to go forward together, and asked each other why they came forward together.

They are the first batch to enter the secret trial, so they naturally know the benefits of the secret trial. This time, they will seize the opportunity to improve their strength in an all-round way.

Ranling's eyes swept over the seven of them. After this trial, the remaining elders who did not break through the Nascent Soul will break through soon.

Then more than ten disciples stepped forward one after another.

After Lin Yunqiu and the others, Gou Yuan took a step forward, and in the end there were only 30 or so disciples left, plus Peng San, who was dodging his eyes, standing alone in the same place, his face was hot, and he lowered his head and wanted to bury his head in the to the field.

If you give them another chance, they won't be lazy anymore, it's too shameful.

Ran Ling looked at the two groups of people who were clearly separated, and thought to himself: It's quite honest.

"All those who take a step forward will each receive three fifth-grade pills, and those who have died no more than ten times will each receive one sixth-grade pill."

Everyone's eyes lit up.

They are not strong enough now, and they usually take third-grade pills. Even Lin Yunqiu and the others will only occasionally get fourth-grade pills. No one thought that the rewards this time would be so generous. Those who are lazy will feel regretful up.

"There are more than 30 of you..." Ran Ling glanced over and paused on Pengsan. The other party covered his head with his wings guiltily, as if covering his ears and stealing the bell, "Divided into six groups, the next few Yue's sect cleaning will be handed over to you, and the stairs will also be cleaned, so don't let me see the dust."

"Gah?"

Peng San poked his head out in an instant, his hair exploded, and he looked eagerly at Ran Ling, as if he wanted to ask her to give her a hand.

It is a majestic golden-winged roc. What does it look like with a broom sweeping the floor? Moreover, those guys from other sects have been coming frequently in the past few days. If they find out and spread the word, it will be a shame. In the past, those monster beasts of the same clan, How to look at it.

Ran Ling looked at it indifferently, his eyes were flat, but Peng San could feel a silent and dangerous atmosphere inside, and he dared not speak any more.

Just sweep the floor, it's not good to piss off the owner completely, its pill hasn't been refined yet.

Those lazy disciples were bitter in their hearts, wishing to pull out their former selves and beat them up.

After Ran Ling finished speaking, people dispersed. She returned to the back mountain villa and sat on the balcony swing for a while. Xie Heng hadn't come back yet. She took a shower, lay down on the bed and went to sleep.

It wasn't until Yinshi that the door of the villa was pushed open, and someone went upstairs with gentle steps. Ranling's hearing was so keen, and he immediately heard that Xie Heng had returned, but his steps were obviously a little frivolous and unsteady.

Ran Ling lay on the bed motionless with her arms under her pillow, listening to the movement outside quietly.

After Xie Heng went upstairs, she seemed to stand there for a while, then walked towards her room, opened the door lightly, and a silent smell of alcohol spread.

This wine...

Ranling sniffed silently.

It seems to be drunk.

Immortal intoxication has a high degree of intoxication, spicy and strong, and even immortals get drunk when they come, so it is famous. In fact, it can indeed knock down many monks.

Let him find someone, but he drank a lot.

Ran Ling closed his eyes, breathing steadily, pretending to be asleep.

The moonlight, as bright as water, poured in from the white curtains. The woman was lying on the bed with a thin quilt that only covered her abdomen, and her delicate facial features cast a shadow on one side of her face against the backdrop of the moonlight.

The room was silent, Xie Heng looked at her for a while, then slowly walked over, sat on the side of her bed, grabbed her hand that was placed on the side, and wrapped it tightly with both hands, as if holding her hand. What a rare treasure.

Ran Ling also wanted to see what he did, so she pretended to be sleeping and joined in the fun.

The other party waited for a while, then let go of Ranling's hand slowly, then bent down, with one arm propped on the side of Ranling's head, soft and moist lips with a hint of wine smell, gently sticking to the dyed lips. Spirit's forehead.

Then move to the center of the eyebrows, temples, bridge of the nose, tip of the nose...

The crisp and numb feeling spreads everywhere.

Ran Ling didn't show it on the surface, but he was surprised in his heart. The little phoenix would blush when he was frivolous in words, but he became bolder after drinking a little wine, and dared to steal a kiss while she was asleep.

But she still held back and didn't move.

Xie Heng's long eyelashes fluttered and locked the other's lips.

The shape of the lips is beautiful, the color of the lips is not red, and it looks soft and outrageous.

Xie Heng seemed to be doing something bad, secretly pursed his lips, looked up at Ran Ling, and saw that she was "sleeping", and then printed his lips on it.

The moment his lips met, his heart was pounding, his scalp was about to explode, and his eyelashes trembled.

Like a fluttering butterfly, its fluff touches Ranling's skin.

As if he was afraid of being found out for doing bad things, he was ready to break up.

But soon, as if reluctant to part with it, he lowered his head and kissed again.

Ran Ling felt like a cat scratching her heart, but she still held back, she was too curious about what little Phoenix was going to do next.

Xie Heng kissed her more than a dozen times like a dragonfly, and saw that the other party's lips were more ruddy than before. She smiled in satisfaction and stopped moving, but he did not leave. Ran Ling felt that his face was being detected by a pair of eyes The lights kept scanning.

Then she felt that her ears were chilly, and the other party was leaning against her ear, blowing gently.

Dying Ling: "..."

If I really fell asleep, I thought there was a ghost blowing beside me.

The other party took a breath, leaned close to her ear, and called softly: "Ranling..."

The melodious and deep male voice, at this moment, reveals a trace of innocence.

The other party continued to blow another breath, and called out the dye spirit again, obviously to wake up the "sleeping" dye spirit.

Dying Ling: "..."

On weekdays, Xie Heng would not even step into her room without her consent, but now he not only "breaks in" secretly, he even steals relatives, and blows his breath.

If she doesn't know what's going on with the other party, then she is really stupid.

This kid went out for a trip and was actually drunk.

Seeing that she was indifferent, Xie Heng blew for a dozen times and stopped, sitting on the spot and sulking, and after a while, he moved his head closer as if he had thought of some bad idea.

(End of this chapter)