"Woo~!"

The woman panicked and shyly, and through the floor of the attic, she entered the martial arts hall below.

The sound is charming, but not everyone will find it very interesting!

Old Ancestor Shangguan stood at the window with expressionless face, staring at the sea of ​​clouds outside, unable to see the expression in his eyes.

One is the only two best friend in this life, and the other is the younger generation and son-in-law whom he values ​​the most.

Hearing this whisper that represents breaking the boundaries, only Jiang Yi could understand the feelings in the heart of the ancestor Shangguan.

No, Jiang Yi may not understand, because Jiang Yi did not lose so thoroughly when she was revenge on Qingwan and Lingye.

However, the ancestor Shangguan is not Jiang Yi after all. He has been on the top of the mountain for thousands of years. He has long seen through the seven emotions and six desires in the world, the entanglement of love and hate, and the tenacity of his mind is far beyond the reach of people.

The ancestor Shangguan never showed any expression. He just stared in front of the window for a moment, then turned around and walked out with his embroidered shoes on the floor, making a dull sound:

Dong, Dong, Dong...

The sound came through the floor and into the bedroom above. !!

The Lord of Peach Blossom finally came to his senses, and was so shocked that he almost bit Zuo Lingquan's tongue off. She pushed Zuo Lingquan's shoulder away and turned her head:

"Bao, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah

The Peach Blossom Lord stood up, his face turned red as blood, his eyes were watery, he wiped the corners of his lips with the back of his hand, and looked at the little brat in front of him:

"You're crazy?"

Zuo Lingquan actually didn't expect that he could kiss him. He was a little flattered and even forgot to touch his hands.

Seeing that Sister Yingying was angry again, Zuo Lingquan lost the embarrassment he had just now, and smiled with a kind smile:

"I……"

"You can still laugh!"

The Master of Taohua Zun was confused, his shoulders were trembling, and he wanted to hit Zuo Lingquan but couldn't do it. He didn't know what to do next, so he could only say annoyedly:

"Don't you know who I am?"

"I know, Cui Yingying, the Lord of Peach Blossoms."

"Do you know how old I am?"

"After three thousand years old..."

"I know you still dare to be a parent?"

Zuo Lingquan thought for a moment, and was a little confused:

"Can't you?"

“…”

The Lord of Peach Blossom is silent. They are both single monks and have no messy masters and apprentices. They have blood ties, so there is really no problem being a Taoist partner...

Oh, what am I thinking?

"I am the Lord of the Nine Sects, and I am the same generation as Shangguan Yutang. Do you know that you are bullying the master and destroying the ancestor?"

"Yeah?"

Zuo Lingquan tilted his head slightly, not understanding this statement, his biological ancestor was not considered a deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors. How could his biological sister Yingying be considered?

The Lord of Peach Blossoms actually doesn’t understand it herself. She thought it was just not possible anyway. She said seriously:

"This matter was known by Shangguan Yutang... and other lords, how can I be the ancestor of the Lord? You... You are young, I just think you are impulsive. This matter is just an unintentional mistake..."

Zuo Lingquan shook his head quickly. He finally broke the window paper. How could he fill it up again? He said seriously:

"Last time I touched Sister Yingying in the northern Xinjiang, I was really unintentional, but this time I did it on purpose..." ?!

The Lord of Peach Blossom's beautiful eyes sank, and he raised his hand:

"Whatever I say is what you want. If you talk nonsense, do you believe it or not, I will beat you?"

As soon as he raised his hand, the water-green sleeves slid down from his wrist, revealing the light pink hibiscus jade bracelet worn on the snowy white wrist.

Yu Guang, the Lord of Peach Blossom, glanced at him and was as if he was electrocuted. He quickly placed his hand behind him and changed to his right hand to raise his posture to fight.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were strange. Seeing that Sister Yingying was so angry that she didn't go straight, she said according to her meaning:

"Okay, um... It was an unintentional mistake just now. I... I got cramps and accidentally rubbed Sister Yingying's mouth..."

All of you stick out your tongue, but you are not careful?

The Lord of Peach Blossoms's clothes was undulating, and she felt a little dizzy when she said anything and did anything wrong. She just wanted to find a place where no one was quiet, so she turned around and walked towards the door:

"If you give me honest care and dare to tell me about this, it will insult my reputation and even Shangguan Yutang will not be able to protect you."

“Eh?”

"So what's wrong?"

Turn back fiercely!

Zuo Lingquan leaned against the head of the bed and signaled the needle that was still inserted into his arm:

"Uh...this injury..."

"Who asked you to draw your sword and cut yourself? I don't have time, so you can just toss and do it yourself."

The Lord of Peach Blossom did not dare to stay in this boudoir for a longer time. As he spoke, he left the house and took the door up.

Bang

Zuo Lingquan was weak and couldn't get up, so he could only lean against the head of the bed to watch him.

The sound of footsteps is getting farther and farther away...

Zuo Lingquan also didn't calm down. At this time, he leaned against the head of the bed alone and recalled what had happened just now, which was actually a bit surprised.

I slapped me in the mouth again, didn't hide, didn't admit it...

The woman's heart is indeed a needle under the sea...

It's so sweet, the rouge I use is probably not ordinary...

Zuo Lingquan licked the fragrant lips, looked down at the black sword marks on his arm, touched the needle with his hand, and took a breath:

"hiss!"

Before the cold air was exhausted, the door suddenly opened again, and a figure walked in quickly.

Zuo Lingquan thought Sister Yingying was coming back, and her eyes were slightly happy:

"Ying...wei...Senior Shangguan?!"

Zuo Lingquan was shocked!

The woman who came in had a gentle temperament and looked calm and charming, but the moment she turned around, her temperament changed instantly, and her body seemed to have grown hundreds of feet long. She looked at him with a bird's eye view of all living beings.

Zuo Lingquan was very guilty for some reason.

It was also at this moment that Zuo Lingquan remembered an important problem. The ancestor and the Taohua Lord have never dealt with each other and quarreled every day. If he knew that he kissed the Taohua Lord, he would probably kill him!

Could it be that the ancestor has discovered it?

My life is over!

Zuo Lingquan felt a little frightened, and sat upright without moving, and said with a smile:

"Senior, why are you here?"

The old ancestor Shangguan looked as calm as before. After staring at Zuo Lingquan, he came to sit by the bed, held Zuo Lingquan's hand directly, and helped to get a needle:

"How does the body feel?"

Zuo Lingquan felt relieved when he saw that the ancestor was not angry, but immediately thrust all over:

"It hurts..."

An insurmountable pain came from the arm, and Zuo Lingquan's face turned blue.

Just now, the Peach Blossom Lord's technique was gentle and comfortable to make.

And the ancestor felt that it was a blacksmith who was a technician and his technique was quite cruel!

Although the healing speed is slightly faster than that of the Peach Blossom Lord, if this continues, he will die before the needle is inserted.

Zuo Lingquan tightened his body and gritted his teeth and said:

"Senior, um...what, why don't I do it myself..."

The old ancestor Shangguan had no expression on his face and thoughtfully helped Zuo Lingquan to get a needle, without stopping:

"A man, can't even bear the pain?"

Zuo Lingquan's mouth twitched: "Uh... it's not that I can't stand it, it's just..."

"That's all. The strong man scrapes his bones and removes poison, and does not frown when heals the wounds. Could it be that you can't?"

How can a man say he is not good, especially in front of me?
To be continued...