Dahong didn't know what bottle it was, but the faint smell was very terrible. She thought she could restrain him, and then she cried out in fright, "Hey, help me, master. Dahong doesn't want to be closed. Wake up, master."

"Hehe, no one will save you even if you cry and break your throat."

Murong Ling

Murong Ling just woke up, caught off guard and ran into the disharmonious scene of the obscene and strange old man's impolite little Zhengtai. Her head was a little unclear for a moment, and she asked, "Dahong, how are you here?"

Dahong, who was overjoyed because of her awakening, was furious in an instant. An angry flame came out of her small head, and her round eyes glared at her fiercely. "I've been attached to the master's skirt, doesn't the master know?"

Murong Ling was embarrassed.

To tell you the truth, she didn't notice that there was a big red flower on her skirt. If there was a fluctuation of vitality, it would be all right. The big red breath collecting skill was so powerful that even Li cangmin couldn't notice it. It was like a transparent flower, which made Murong Ling forget that she had a little brother.

——In fact, it's not surprising that Dahong's technique of collecting breath is powerful. His predecessor, ghost rattan, has long been forgotten by her master in some corner of the world.

It can be seen that Murong Ling is not a qualified owner. If she were an ordinary pet, she would have died.

Seeing the guilty heart on Murong Ling's face, Dahong was even more sad and began to cry, "Wow, master, you have no conscience. If Dahong doesn't follow you, you don't want to take Dahong with you this time."

Murong Ling coughed awkwardly and said in a low voice, "it's not that I don't plan to..."

"Of course you don't plan to!" Dahong angrily interrupts her and rebukes, "you obviously forgot Dahong!"

Murong Ling: "she has nothing to say.

Licheng forgotten in the corner

He was angry when he left the ground. This master and his servant were really deceiving others. He started to flirt with each other as if there were no one else. This is the biggest insult to him!

Villains also have dignity!

He continued to smile strangely. Thank God, he finally attracted the two people's attention, and then he said contentedly, "from now on, you are my master and servant. You can rest assured that I will love you well and I will not let you be left out in the cold. "

Murong Ling noticed that his face was full of wrinkled skin and a mouthful of yellow teeth. As soon as his face changed, he couldn't help but vomit. Dahong was also very disgusted, and even bahed three times, "smelly old man, who let you spoil me? Dahong has the master's flower!"

He straightened his chest with pride, and then thought that he should not be depressed, so he put away his pride and hummed to Murong Lengleng.

However, Murong as like as two peas in his mind, suddenly felt a little bit confused, because she found that the vital qi and the Qi were not coherent.

Is she going to relive the nightmare again?

Seeing that Murong Ling's face became ugly, Licheng, who was angry because of her dislike, immediately laughed, looked at her with her eyes in a cruel and evil way, and said, "do you find that you can't use vitality? Ha ha, don't waste your efforts. You've taken the secret medicine of our Hehuan palace. Unless you have an antidote, you won't be able to use your strength. "

Li Yue is an old hand in human trafficking. Naturally, she won't make low-level mistakes. To prevent Murong Ling from waking up, she has already given her secret medicine on the road. Even if she wakes up, as a monk, she can't use Yuanli and can't turn the world around.

Murong Ling licked her mouth, and sure enough, there was a bitter taste left. Her face became more gloomy. Licheng was more proud and came to her with a smile. "Beauty, you'd better follow me. If I feel comfortable, I may be able to give you an antidote and untie your ban."

"Bah, you dream."

Dahong couldn't hold her resentment against her master's flower design any longer. She jumped out to spray fire on Licheng for the first time. Licheng knew that its fire was very fierce and quickly dodged. The furniture behind her was on fire immediately. Licheng didn't care at all. She sacrificed her small bottle again and yelled at Dahong, "close!"

A huge tug came from the small bottle. Dahong was defeated and cried out, "master, help Before the voice fell, he was taken in by the bottle, and there was no more movement.

Murong Linggen couldn't do it. She could only watch the old man accept the big red, and then came to her with bad intentions. "Beauty, no one bothers us now. Come on, I'll take you to do happy things."

Murong Ling, struggling with nausea, pretends to pat her skirt nervously and straightens her temples. She looks like an innocent girl who is at a loss and doesn't know the world. The smile on the old man's face becomes more and more obscene. When he approaches step by step and her withered hand is about to touch her chest, she suddenly raises her head and shows a smile of love.Bai Juyi describes Yang Guifei as "looking back at her with a smile and a hundred beauties, but Liugong pink and Dai have no color."

Murongling's appearance is better than that of Yang Guifei's. He specially shows a bewitching smile. I'm afraid that the monk will move his heart, not to mention Licheng, an old lecheron. At this time, he is dazzled and looks at her dully, and can't come back for a long time.

Murong Ling was waiting for this opportunity. The divine consciousness stabbed him in the middle of the eyebrow in an instant, and the sense of crisis suddenly hit him. Licheng, who had been through a lot of battles, instantly recovered and fled in horror. However, it was a step too late. He just avoided the key point of the eyebrow, but also stabbed him in the sea of consciousness. His thin body fell to the ground in an instant and began to howl in pain.

As soon as he fell to the ground, the small bottle she was holding also fell to the ground. Murong Ling wanted to kill him, but she was worried that monk Zhuyuan would fight back. In her present state, she was afraid that she would die. Finally, she chose to pick up the small bottle on the ground and ran away in a hurry.

Dahong set fire to the house. After the furniture was on fire, smoke came out. The monks who had dinner in shangshifang and other monks who saw something strange came in a hurry. Murongling didn't dare to throw herself into the trap, so she had to go to a remote place to escape. Finally, she ran to the kitchen and got the scene of hiding in the chimney.

There are constantly running and shouting monks outside. Shangshifang is in chaos, and they are about to search the kitchen. Murong Ling is so anxious that she almost suffocates herself into a puffer. Until she sees a fresh cabbage on a chopping board, she has an idea.

So the friar who came from the search swept it in a hurry. There was no breath of living people in the kitchen, but there were many food materials. The most ridiculous thing was that there was a Chinese cabbage in the chimney! So, how did that Chinese cabbage get up? Is it the explosion of the iron pot that caused the hot air to rush up?

Ha ha ha ha

Ling · Chinese cabbage · Murong, who successfully cheated the monk's divine sense with assimilation skills, also laughed weakly. Thank God, in order to thank Chinese cabbage for saving her life, she will never eat her peers again. Amitabha.