As soon as she lay on the bed, she smiled and said, "pink Jiujiu, have you noticed?"

[what?]

The pet stretched out his hand to touch his calf and said, "he likes my calf."

[HMM.?]

She leaned up and said thoughtfully, "he saw my face, his state of mind was very stable, as if he didn't care about the beauty and withered bones, but his eyes stayed on my lower legs several times."

Pet Yu grabbed a strand of hair and wrapped it around her fingertips, muttering, "it seems that Taoist Heng Qing, who is abstinent and indifferent, is a leg controller."

Not afraid of his indifference, but afraid that he is not interested in anything. Should she be glad that he has a crush on his legs.

The trousers couldn't be worn any more. She would show him her legs. If she didn't believe him, she wouldn't be moved.

[host, there are a lot of treasures in the cultivation of immortals. Do you want to dig treasures.]

"Of course." the pet sat up and said suspiciously, "can I take it away?"

[I want to buy a card with starcoin.]

With a murmur, the spoiled merchant cleans himself up and goes out of the hall.

"Where is Hengqing?"

[meeting at Zixiao hall.]

As the leader of the sect, Heng Qing needs to gather the elders of each peak and discuss matters together.

"Pink navigation, which is the Zixiao hall?" pet looked at the largest mountain in the distance.

Yes, host, are you going to find him now

Sometimes people flash in the distance. It must be the practitioners who go to the Zixiao hall for a meeting. She also goes to join the fun.

She took out a spirit sword from the storage hairpin. She jumped on the spirit sword to resist the wind and rushed to Zixiao hall.

The wind in the early morning brings a very cool feeling. The palace is beautiful, and the mountains overflowing with aura are as beautiful as fairyland.

In the square of Zixiao hall, a disciple was concentrating on practicing sword. She jumped off the ground and walked slowly to the door.

In lingweizong, only high-level disciples can enter the hall. At the moment, the hall is quiet, and the disciples stand in several rows.

Heng Qing sat at the head position in the center. In several positions next to him, there were several men dressed in sky gray Taoist robes. They should be practitioners of several peaks.

"Who are you?" a voice came from behind, slightly arrogant, and the questioning tone was a little sharp.

Pet Yu calmly turned around, feeling guilty without being caught, and looked coldly at the female disciple coming.

"How come I've never seen you in lingweizong?" Xue liner looked up and down at Chong Yu. Her face flashed a look of jealousy and said, "which peak disciple are you, eavesdropping outside Zixiao hall?"

The sound outside naturally attracted the attention of the hall.

A middle-aged man said, "lin'er, why are you making noise outside?"

Xue liner came up to everyone, looked at the pet and said, "Dad, this woman is eavesdropping outside the hall. I've never seen her in lingweizong. Isn't it a spy of other schools?"

The disciples in the hall looked at Chong Yu, took a breath, marveled at her gorgeous and charming beauty, and raised doubts in their hearts.

Who is this woman?

Lingweizong really didn't have such a beautiful woman, let alone she didn't wear the Taoist robe of the sect.

The pet slightly hooked his lips and walked towards the hall, saying, "I'm your leader's wife."

"Nonsense -" Xue liner shouted, "which sect are you from? Are you a demon practitioner?!"

At the moment, all the disciples in the hall stared.

This woman is really arrogant. She said she was their leader's wife, but the leader never planned to marry a double monk.