Chapter 885

Cloud Pan Pan looked down at his clothes.

Originally a good skirt, was worn by Shen Jing wrinkled.

In the eyes of the maid is a soft and cute girl, dressed as a slovenly vagrant.

Cloud Pan Pan's appearance is really a little pathetic, lovely or lovely, but compared with the past dressed like a snow doll, today it looks a little shabby.

Shen Jing asked the maid to lead her into the room and freshen up again.

When I came out again, it was much better than before.

Bright and full forehead, round eyes, clear and clear, like a deer, as if a little bullying can see her crying in general, the green skirt on her body, appears to be particularly vibrant, looking at her as if she is catching the spring.

After she came out, she naturally grasped Shen Jing's hand.

Small, tender hand, can only grasp his fingers, no more can grasp.

But it's like holding his heart.

Shen Jing has never been treated like this since he was young.

When he was a child, he was abandoned and grew up. When he grew up, he went to the Chenxiao palace and was still ignored. Even if his master was immortal and his brothers' abilities were above him, he was still a poor man.

Humble, humble, not valued.

From the beginning to the end, what he wanted was just a little care and a little encouragement to let him know that he was not only alone in the world, but also accompanied by others.

But no.

His heart is as barren as a barren land.

Now there is, but it is based on his lies.

One day, lies will be exposed, one day, the only one, will leave him, will also be injured.

Think of this, Shen Jing actually for the first time some dare not look at her eyes, her eyes are like a bunch of sunlight, as if to break through the constraints, has been seeing his heart, let him nowhere to hide.

Shen Jing took her hand and took her to the place yesterday.

Shen Jing's clothes are light and thin. The light white clothes are shining in the morning light. Even if he is standing there, he is still beautiful.

When the clouds are extensive, they find a clean place to meditate.

Shen Jing told her the basic pithy formula. Yun Pan Pan knew that the formula was not from the immortal sect.

It seems that it is still the magic art of the demon world.

In fact, she can learn things quickly, as long as she is serious enough.

Shen Jing wants her to learn, so she does.

Close your eyes and start to practice according to the pithy formula. This process is not simple.

It's OK to learn fairy arts. After all, it's in line with her body. However, a person with immortal bones to learn the magic arts of the demon world is just like walking against the sky. Every time she reaches a certain place, she seems to be blocked by something and can't break through.

When she practiced, Shen Jing was drinking tea at the table, and there was a faint fragrance of tea in the air.

When Shen Jing almost had two cups of tea, Yun Pan Pan opened his eyes.

She's got it, but she can't digest it.

Her face was the size of a slap in the face, and her eyes were big enough to make her face small and delicate.

At the moment, her cheeks and nose were covered with thin sweat, and her cheeks were also covered with blush, which seemed to be a little bit of a loss of strength.

Shen Jing knew how hard it was, and didn't expect her to learn it soon.

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