Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 618 Who is playing with whom ( recommendations plus more updates!)
  "Holy Lord." I don't know how much time passed before a tender moan sounded.

In this sound, there is an indescribable temptation, like the cry of an oriole or the cry of a cuckoo.

Ming Xiaoyang opened his half-opened sword eyes again, looked not far in front of him, and saw a holy figure appearing in front of him.

Mrs. Sanmiao is already over half a century old, but due to her successful practice in Taoism, she looks like a young woman in her thirties, with the ability to charm.

If ordinary people don't pay attention, they will be confused by their appearance. In mild cases, they will be in a trance, in severe cases, they will lose their minds and be controlled by them for their entire lives.

At this time, the temptation emanating from the soul increased even more, and there was no trace of lustfulness in his eyes, which made Ming Xiaoyang's eyes tremble slightly.

Behind Mrs. Sanmiao, she was also followed step by step by her disciple Jin Ping'er, who was dressed in golden gauze, charming and enchanting, but had not yet completely shed her luster.

"Mrs. Sanmiao?" After seeing the person in front of him clearly, Ming Xiaoyang was slightly startled, then recovered and turned into the somewhat cynical Demonic Saint Lord again, "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

"Could it be that you are worried that I, the Holy Lord, will not be able to sleep alone and want to warm my bed?"

"Giggle." Mrs. Sanmiao laughed sweetly, and together with the disciple Jin Ping'er behind her, an alluring body fragrance emitted from her body. Under the light of the indoor lights, her true energy was like fragrance, hiding among the fragrances. , the only fragrance in the absence of fragrance, the so-called hidden fragrance floating, is like this.

"What the Holy Lord said is absolutely correct." Mrs. Sanmiao gently played with the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, with an indescribably charming look on her face. "The slave family just knows that the Holy Lord cannot sleep alone tonight, so they came here to serve the Holy Lord."

As he spoke, he glanced vaguely at his disciple Jin Ping'er behind him.

Jin Ping'er tilted her head slightly, stepped forward, and leaned against Ming Xiaoyang's body. With her slender and white hands, which could not find even the slightest flaw, she raised the wine flask on the desk and gently poured out a glass of clear wine. It was brought to Ming Xiaoyang's lips obediently, like a caring concubine.

"Good wine." Ming Xiaoyang drank the wine Jin Ping'er gave him in one gulp, with a trace of blush on his cheeks.

Jin Ping'er once again poured out a glass of fine wine and drank it by himself, as if he were a young girl who had never experienced the hardships of the world. A moving red glow appeared on her bare and white cheeks, "This is just three or four taels of silver for a pot of strong wine." , why does the Holy Lord think this is good wine?"

Ming Xiaoyang said confidently: "As long as it is a wine that can make people drunk, it is a good wine!"

"Haha." Mrs. Sanmiao exchanged a look with Jin Ping'er, twisted her slender waist and walked forward with a coquettish smile, "If these corrupt scholars of the Holy Lord find out what he said, they will definitely laugh their heads off."

"Real fine wine must not only be overbearing and spicy, but also mellow and delicious. How can you say that!"

"What Madam said makes sense." An unpredictable smile appeared on Ming Xiaoyang's lips, "So, this sage will never become a corrupt scholar!"

"What skills do those rotten scholars have besides writing and writing? Are they good at reciting poems? What use is that to the country?" "Haha." Jin Ping'er hugged one of Ming Xiaoyang's arms and said with a drunken smile, "What the Holy Lord said is absolutely correct. Scholars claim to be noble, but what's the use of so-called talent? I'm afraid none of them can even distinguish between grains and grains!"

"I suddenly feel that I am still very good."

"Holy Lord." Upon hearing Ming Xiaoyang's words, Mrs. Sanmiao's expression changed slightly, and her head was already buried in Ming Xiaoyang's arms. Her tone was full of unbreakable affection, "Little girl, you have A very strange question, I don’t know whether to ask it or not.”

"Ask!" Ming Xiaoyang said nonchalantly.

"What kind of identity is the Holy Lord, and why does he have a small bell hanging around his waist all day long?" Mrs. Sanmiao also drank a little wine, and asked seemingly unintentionally with a layer of blush on her pretty cheeks.

"It's nothing." Ming Xiaoyang replied casually, "A few months ago, I went to the Necromantic Abyss and got the first volume of the Heavenly Book. I also found this cute little bell, and I have been carrying it with me ever since. ”

"The Holy Lord is such a hero. It's not appropriate to have a little bell on his body all day long." Jin Ping'er's beautiful eyes were focused, as if she had fallen in love with Ming Xiaoyang from the bottom of her heart. She showed a posture like "I am thinking about the Holy Lord." "If the Holy Lord doesn't mind, the little girl really likes this bell, so why not give it to the little girl!"

At the end of the sentence, Jin Ping'er's snow-white cheeks were filled with touching spring feelings, and she lowered her head and said, "No matter what, I will listen to the Holy Lord in everything from now on!"

"Hahaha." Ming Xiaoyang suddenly laughed, and he smiled extremely happily, but in this laughter, there was an alluring magic.

The hearty laughter, without any leakage, echoed in the handsome tent from beginning to end, but when his laughter reached their ears, Jin Ping'er and Mrs. Sanmiao couldn't help but tremble slightly.

I just felt that my master and apprentice had practiced magic skills for decades and hundreds of years, and they seemed to have encountered an unimaginably terrifying opponent and spontaneously surrendered.

The demonic energy in his body was rushing around, and he was almost injured due to the shock caused by this burst of laughter!
  "Here, it's for you!" Ming Xiaoyang laughed, took off the Albizia Bell from his waist, threw it to Mrs. Sanmiao without a care, and said indifferently, "This Holy Lord dropped from the abyss of death. Two things were obtained from the blood hole."

"The first volume of the Heavenly Book was just exchanged by this Holy Lord for the second volume in the hands of the Ghost King. There is no use keeping this bell. It should be returned to its original owner."

Return the property to its original owner!

When these four words came to their ears, Madam Sanmiao and Master and Disciple Jin Ping'er's hearts trembled. As they looked at each other, a trace of fear could not help but appear deep in their eyes.

He discovered it!
  It turns out that from beginning to end, he was the one playing tricks on us, pretending to be smart even though we were in trouble, but it turned out that he was just two fools!

In an instant, there was a bit of self-mockery in the beautiful eyes of the two masters and disciples!
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