My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

I actually felt that the master was reliable for such a moment, is it really an illusion?

Crane Water City, Yunxi Building.

Anyway, it was time for dinner at night, and the three of them ran away again.

Ling Xiaodong and Zheng Sirer had no need to stay in the government office, so they followed Yue Yingying directly to the restaurant for dinner.

Yue Yingying didn't intend to save Ling Xiaodong's money at all, so she directly found a restaurant, the most splendid restaurant in Heshui City, which was seven floors high.

The three of them sat in the private room at the top, and they could see the entire river of cranes surrounding the city.

The Crane River is glowing red in the afterglow of the setting sun, and a group of geese returning late slowly pass by in the air, and the setting sun is gradually engulfed by the distant mountains.

The night wind blew into the restaurant, swaying the black hair on Zheng Sier's temples, but it couldn't blow away the sadness between the girl's frowning brows.

Yue Yingying focused on eating heartlessly, Ling Xiaodong sighed softly, changed her seat, and sat next to Zheng Si'er.

He stretched out his hand to Rou Yi who was resting on Zheng Si'er's lap, then hovered in mid-air and hesitated for a while, and finally held that delicate little hand.

The girl's slender hands are delicate to the touch, slightly cool and soft like boneless, like the finest suet jade.

Ling Xiaodong whispered softly.

"Brother Que will be fine. He can definitely be exchanged. We can just go find them again."

Zheng Si'er didn't speak, but quietly looked at the geese outside the window.

Ling Xiaodong's hand tightened a little more.

After all, they are sworn brothers, so it shouldn't matter, right?

"And you see that you and Miss Mu look exactly the same, even if you don't change back, there is no big problem, who can tell?"

Zheng Si'er withdrew her gaze and shook her head slightly.

"I'm not bothering about this kind of thing... I just think... bothering you guys..."

With thin cherry lips, she said hesitantly:

"If I hadn't insisted on coming to Heshui, I wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing. It's because I don't distinguish between the important and the important."

"What's the matter! There is still more than a month before the Kunlun Daomen Conference. What's the rush? We didn't even need five days in the past."

Ling Xiaodong looked at Zheng Si'er in front of him, wondering if it was because of the change of body.

Even though they both had the same face, Zheng Sier, who was originally full of heroism and indomitable spirit, now took on a bit of melancholy.

But Zheng Sier is Zheng Sier after all.

She lowered her head and patted her cheeks vigorously with both hands. When she raised her head again, a free and easy smile appeared on the corners of her mouth again.

"Okay, okay! It's okay!"

"By the way! Brother Ling, I'll show you something really cool!"

When Ling Xiaodong was still at a loss, Zheng Sirer grabbed his hand with her backhand, pressed it directly towards her bulging chest, and then asked Ling Xiaodong with a smile:

"How is it? Isn't it amazing?"

Chapter 32 Overlord Meal

Zheng Si'er swept away the previous gloom, and asked Ling Xiaodong in an almost ostentatious tone.

Ling Xiaodong stared straight at his almost sunken right hand in a daze, and grasped it instinctively. Under the wrapping of the thin gauze skirt, it still felt like new cotton in early summer.

Only two clicks were heard.

Yue Yingying dropped the mahogany chopsticks that she was holding onto the table. She opened her mouth slightly, staring at the two people across the round table blankly.

"Is it very big? It just shakes a lot when walking, and it's not as convenient as my own body to move."

Zheng Sier did not notice the stunned expressions of the two people present for a long time, and smiled to herself:

"Master is much bigger than this cult and witch, but I think she doesn't seem to be affected at all on weekdays. She deserves to be one of the top ten masters in the heaven list, but she is more powerful than ordinary people."

"What are you doing!"

Before Ling Xiaodong could make a speech, Yue Yingying was the first to get angry.

boom!

She raised her hand and patted the table, and all the porcelain bowls on the table jumped.

"If you don't want to eat, go out, there is an inn downstairs, open a room as you like!"

Zheng Si'er was taken aback by Yue Yingying's reaction, and quickly let go of Ling Xiaodong's palm, and sat upright on the chair, keeping her back straight.

Ling Xiaodong wanted to explain:

"I......"

"To shut up!"

Yue Yingying stared, Ling Xiaodong curled his lips, shrugged helplessly, and finally closed his mouth.

Although I don't know what kind of anger the master made, it's better not to make her bad luck now.

"Master Mingyue...I just want brother Ling to feel the size..."

"Is this something you can touch casually?" Yue Yingying asked.

Zheng Si'er tilted her head, her moist eyes were full of confusion and puzzlement.

"Can't you?"

Brother Ling is his sworn brother, and there is no missing piece of flesh between brothers.

Yueyingying was choked by this innocent rhetorical question, and she didn't know how to explain it to Zheng Sirer, who seemed to be seriously lacking in life attempts.

After much deliberation, she couldn't express it, so she could only pick up the chopsticks on the table again, and gave Ling Xiaodong a warning look.

"She's ignorant and you pretend not to?"

Ling Xiaodong laughed twice, but didn't answer.

After the interlude, the three of them started eating again. By the time they finished eating, the sun had already set.

Candles have been lit up and down Yunxi Tower, overlooking the entire Heshui City, only a small area in the center is lit, and the rest of the large houses are hidden by darkness.

"It seems that Heshui is not as rich as Pengcheng."

Ling Xiaodong made a simple comment.

Yue Yingying put down the bowls and chopsticks, summoned a ball of pure Dharma water out of thin air to wash her hands, and explained casually:

"That's natural. Pengcheng is under independent jurisdiction and does not need to pay taxes to the capital. Besides, it is far away from Central Continent and has not been affected by the military disaster at all. Can you not be rich?"

"Would you be rich if you don't have to pay taxes? Isn't the northern border also quite rich?"

Ling Xiaodong also put down his chopsticks, glanced at Zheng Sirer beside him, saw a grain of white rice stuck to the corner of her mouth, and picked it off for her.

"There is food on the face."

"Ah? Thank you Brother Ling."

Just as Ling Xiaodong was about to put this grain of rice to his mouth, he saw Yue Yingying looking at him unkindly.

He quickly sent the rice grains back to Zheng Si'er's mouth.

Zheng Si'er didn't think too much, she stretched out a small clove tongue, and rolled the rice on her finger into her mouth.

Yue Yingying's complexion on the side became even uglier.

"Ahem, now that we've finished eating, let's discuss business."

Ling Xiaodong clenched his fist and put it to his mouth, coughed twice, and immediately changed the subject.

"Miss Mu... is the saint of Naluo Sect. Now she ran away with Brother Que's body, and beside her was a monk of the seven-star realm and a little maid."

"The top priority now is to find out their whereabouts and let them return their bodies."

He glanced around the two people sitting, Yue Yingying casually fiddled with his fingers, while Zheng Sier listened to his speech with a serious face.

"Do you have any ideas?"

"I have!"

Zheng Sirer raised her right hand high, as if she was answering questions in a private school.

Ling Xiaodong nodded in relief.

"What do you think, bro?"

Zheng Si'er put down her right hand and said with reason:

"The demon girl of the cult came here to kill the rebels, we can make a fuss about it."

Yue Yingying on the side was finally willing to look away from her fingers. She lazily raised her eyelids and looked at the two of them.

"Why do you want me to talk to them? Anyway, the two of you look exactly the same, except that your breasts are a little bigger and your buttocks are a little higher. Aren't you satisfied?"

Zheng Sirer looked troubled.

"This... no matter how good this thing is, it's not mine after all. I've been using my own body for more than ten years, so I'm not willing to give it up."

Yue Yingying didn't answer, but looked curiously at Zheng Si'er in front of her.

"It's strange to say, how come you don't feel uncomfortable? Even if you lose your body, it will take several years and half a year of running-in, and you seem to be a normal person."

Her slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the wooden table. She lowered her head and thought for a while before asking Zheng Si'er.

"Could this be your younger sister? No, even if younger sisters exchange Yang Souls, they won't be able to adapt so easily."

Zheng Si'er shook her head in confusion.

"I don't know if she is, after all, I have never met my biological parents, and my adoptive parents were slaughtered by that cult."

Ling Xiaodong patted Zheng Sirer's thin shoulder a little distressedly.

"I remember that Miss Mu seemed to have told me about her parents, but she didn't mention her sisters. When I find her, I can ask her."

"Since they are here for the leader of the White Lotus Sect, we will also start looking for clues tomorrow. Anyway, with the help of the entire county government, we will take the lead."

He discussed it with the two of them again, and finally concluded:

"At that time, we will find the trail of the leader of Bailian. If you can take it down, take it down. If you can't, just wait for them to find you."

"Ok!"

Zheng Sier nodded vigorously.

Ling Xiaodong glanced at the leftovers on the table and shouted toward the door.

"Bill, please!"

"Here comes the guest officer."

A plainly dressed maid pushed open the door and entered.

"A total of 32 taels."

Yue Yingying didn't even look at it, and directly poured the broken silver from Ling Xiaodong's purse into the hand of the maid, and waved her hand boldly.

"Keep the change, please!"

The maid counted the number, her lips muttered, and she faltered:

"Guest officer...it doesn't seem to be enough..."

Yue Yingying was taken aback, and looked at Ling Xiaodong who was opposite, but Ling Xiaodong also spread his hands and shook his head.

"Let me do it."

Zheng Si'er saw that the two of them didn't seem to have enough money, so she took the initiative to ask for money.

But when her hand touched her waist, her body suddenly stiffened.

broken!

The money bag is on his original body!

Chapter 36 Sister Ling