But, that pair of red eyes, but there are crystal clear tears rolling down. The patriarch was about to speak when suddenly a red streamer came in the distance. Without waiting for the patriarch to respond, he saw a woman in red jumping from the long sword. Gasping for breath, he tore off the talisman: "fortunately, I still have the instant talisman given by my younger martial sister. Patriarch, it seems that there is something very important in the heaven and earth bag I gave you." As she said it, she rushed to look for it in the pile of things. Soon, she turned out a small bottle. With a sigh of relief, she said to the patriarch, "this is the bottle my little monk used when he took the water for me. How can it be regarded as a token of affection?" Tut, it's all her fault that she and her little monk get together and leave so much that they don't even have a few decent keepsakes. As a result, she was reluctant to lose her two small storage porcelain bottles. Leng Yumo finds something to talk about, only to find that the surrounding atmosphere is strange and solidified. She just blinked, looked up later, and then was stunned“ "Horizontal trough!" She could not help but burst a rude sentence and murmured in a low voice: "I miss the little monk so much that I have hallucination?" Leng Yumo's voice has not yet fallen, suddenly in front of a flower, the whole person is held tightly by a pair of hands. Tight to her bones, issued a click sound, came bursts of pain. It was so tight that she could hardly breathe. But Leng Yumo began to laugh“ It's so painful. It's not an illusion! "“ Little monk, I really see you. " Her voice stopped abruptly. Because she felt some hot liquid slide down her neck. Her whole heart was aching. Leng Yumo put his hand around Jingyuan and said in a soft voice, "little monk, what's the matter? How happy to see me? Is this crying for joy? " The man holding her didn't say a word, but his hands were tighter. Leng Yumo can't help breathing in slightly: little monk, are you trying to strangle my mother and murder my wife? She looked aside and found that the people of Siqing tribe were staring at them. For a time, the scalp felt numb. Here, she is a girl, holding with the little monk. This picture seems to be very sensational, huh? If she kisses the little monk now, will the patriarch be scared to faint? Forget it. Anyway, they've been treated as monsters. What is she afraid of? Thinking of this, Leng Yumo tries to break away from Jingyuan's hand, holds his face and kisses him on the corner of his mouth. The girl said with a smile: "little monk, what's the matter with you? Do you want me to give you a kiss? " Jingyuan looks at her stupidly. And when you get back to it, what just happened. The white face of the little monk was stained with scarlet. He was in a hurry to release the person, the whole person is flustered and helpless. Especially in contact with the shock of people around to close the mouth of the line of sight, even the neck are blushing. He, what did he just do? Leng Yumo saw that the shy little monk he was familiar with had come back, and his face immediately rippled with a bright smile. She took the little monk in her arms and jumped onto the red lotus soul grabbing sword. She said to the stupefied patriarch below: "patriarch, I'd like to introduce you. This is my man Jingyuan."“ Well, although he is a monk now, he will definitely return to the common customs and become a burden in the future