Chapter 99

"Green clouds come out of the mountain, surround the peak and haze, and the ink painting is a roll of spring."

"Tianchi green bamboo Yanxiao ferry, layers of forest overflow color fragrance undercurrent."

"Crane Dance, green silk soaked in jade feet, the fairyland on earth is green and exquisite."

The first two sentences are boundary pillar poems of the scenery of Shenyan hall.

The latter sentence is that Northern Jiangsu should talk freely about this situation.

Xiaowu is wearing an ink and wash skirt. This antique dress actually matches her. In addition, Xiaowu's black hair is dense, straight and long. It hangs along Xiaoman's waist and floats on the clear pool at the end.

The pond is close to the green mountain, accompanied by bluestone swimming carp and the fairy crane with tens of thousands of years of cultivation brought by Ziji.

The mouth of the fairy crane is crystal white and more than two meters long. It looks like a magnificent sword, drinking Gan tan.

There are two little white horses wandering leisurely on the grassland.

When Subei gently grasps the wooden comb and slowly swims across the dance head, Subei rubs his shoulders for the dance, boasting shamelessly:

"Little dance, how about my strength? Is it comfortable? My priority kneading can produce a perfect output?"

"Well, it's OK."

Xiaowu enjoyed it with a face and nodded slightly: "compared with before, brother, you really persisted for a longer time."

"When you first met, you gave up combing your hair in a few minutes. Now you're still insisting for dozens of minutes. It's very powerful ~"

Xiaowu thumbed up to Subei and murmured, "however, you still haven't changed. You just like to be hard. It always hurts Xiaowu. Fortunately, Xiaowu has adapted to my strength, otherwise you will cry out."

Subei said faintly, "shout. If it hurts, shout it out in time. Otherwise, how can I know when to force and when to be gentle."

What did you say?

In fact, the more you shout, the more excited I may be.

Xiaowu's eyes were faint: "brother, you should learn to love girls."

"Am I not gentle enough?"

"No, every girl has different sensitivity to pain. Brother, you should learn to observe girls' facial expressions."

"Some gently pinch and touch will hurt, and some don't have so many rules, just because their sensitivity to pain is different."

Xiaowu taught Subei very seriously, as if she was interested in what she was good at.

Subei shook his hand and was stunned: "how do you know so much about Xiaowu?"

"Isn't that common sense?"

Xiaowu blushed and said, "because I used to see ghosts fighting in the jungle."

"When they fight, they make loud noises in the bushes and inexplicable shouts."

"And the pain sounds different according to the size of the sound of different soul animals."

Xiaowu's left hand is clasped with the ten fingers of Subei's left hand. The temperature between the palms rises. Xiaowu looks back at Subei and says:

"Therefore, Xiaowu thinks that human beings should be no different from soul animals in pain points. The reason is the same. Therefore, I have so many confidants. I must master girls' psychology and learn to spoil girls!"

"Brother, do you think Xiaowu is right?"

Xiao Wu's big eyes flashed at Northern Jiangsu.

Brother is really handsome.

Gentle brother is a treasure.

Brother, he's the perfect boy.

But his good luck is so strong that no one can occupy him alone.

Alas... Perhaps this is the opposite when things reach the extreme. Perfection becomes imperfect.

Perfection is a drawback.

"Yes, absolutely right."

It's definitely just healing and warming between souls and animals. There's no other ambiguous meaning.

Northern Jiangsu knows how to pretend.

Fortunately, I was reborn as a peerless youth, not the beauty peak of the soul and beast world.

Otherwise, in the world of souls and beasts, heaven is a bed, and the earth is a bed. Once a female soul beast likes it, good guy, it's simply.

At this time, the white horse neighed and screamed.

I saw two Hanover white horses running wantonly on the lawn.

A white horse jumped, and two horses were entangled and rolling on the grass.

The female horse's eyes are blurred and the male horse's feet flutter!

Xiaowu showed her white teeth, pointed to the high playing big white horse and smiled: "brother, look, how happy big white and Xiaobai are. They don't want to make Xiaobai!"

These two millennium Hanover white horses are gifts given to them by Liu Erlong and two younger brothers of Xiaowu.

"Whoa!"

Northern Jiangsu summoned the Dragon pet Pang, who was very brave: "Pang, grab them into the horse pen and lick the dragon core. What little white can you make? There are so many colorful intestines for thousands of years of cultivation. You can get it back after thousands of years of cultivation?"

"Yes, Lord!"

He has a yellow face and white hair, strict law enforcement and a huge body. Holding a restless white horse, he threw it into the white jade stables.

I only heard Bai's painful horse cry, which seemed to shout: lord king, you can't do this!

If you don't let it go, Benma will explode!

Are you kidding? I'm still handsome. Your weak little white horse didn't work hard, but he began to want to build a pony?.

Tell me, is that reasonable? This is unreasonable.

Xiaowu bit her lip and gave Subei a white look: "brother, you are so bad."

"Brother, this is for big white and small white."

"They are still young, unable to grasp the direction and control their desire, which is normal."

"Children can build at any time."

"They should be stronger now, so that the offspring born will be stronger."

Northern Jiangsu said faintly.

He had previously obtained many dragon cores from the system, including several advanced dragon cores. He used some to improve his blood power, gave Ziji some, gave Liu Erlong some, and left some.

Anyway, these are extraneous things, so Northern Jiangsu simply smashed the dragon core and mixed weeds for Xiaobai and Dabai as food.

At first, because the ratio of dragon core to omnivorous food was not well prepared, Dabai and Xiaobai suffered a lot.

For example, the body is hot and the high fever does not subside. The soul force suddenly rubs, the body expands, almost explodes and dies, and so on.

Later, after scientific deployment, the two white horses adapted to eating Longhe grass rice.

For them, the dragon core is the same as the tonic.

Eat oysters, replenish ginseng, chew tiger and swallow dragon to ensure that you can't live for ten years.

Great tonic is poison. This is a very simple truth, so it needs to be stopped in an appropriate amount.

In fact, Longhe grass rice has a good effect on white horses.

This is the fun of keeping pets in Northern Jiangsu.

Two lumps of horny skin have appeared on the top of the white horse, with a tendency to corner. Slowly, they will evolve in the direction of dragon, that is, dragon horse.

This is also the reason why Northern Jiangsu doesn't let them reproduce. It's definitely not because of envy!

It's mainly now. If Xiaobai is born, his blood is still Hanover white horse blood.

If Longhua succeeds, the offspring will be the blood of Longma.

Early and late birth are not the same day.

Seeing this scene, the fairy crane couldn't help singing the sounds of nature:

Trench, too much trench.

The dragon core is a meal. The cultivation has increased rapidly. What are you doing? Lick this beautiful child first and rub some baby.

"What's your name, you newcomer."

Two Koi spit bubbles in the lingtan and turn their white eyes, which makes the Xianling crane angry. They chase them and peck fiercely.

At this point, there has always been a question in Northern Jiangsu.

Subei's slender palm stroked Xiaowu's black hair and braided her scorpion tail braid. With the skills and understanding of paoding jieniu and flying dragon cloud hand, Subei's hand Kung Fu is very good.

Otherwise, how could Ziji never forget the cooking in Northern Jiangsu?

Although Xiaowu's scorpion tail braid looks simple and lively, it actually needs some hard thinking because of its length, which is quite troublesome.

Subei asked, "Xiaowu, when it comes to this topic, there has always been a question that puzzles me."

Xiaowu stared: "what's the problem? Xiaowu must tell brother what she knows."

Subei showed an unkind smile: "Xiaowu, you were a soul beast for 100000 years before you took shape. There must have been many male rabbits? But why didn't you come out with your offspring rabbits?"

There are not so many standards in Northern Jiangsu. Strictly speaking, small dance is equivalent to rebirth.

Even if she had given birth to a rabbit, it would be equivalent to: a woman died, reborn and became a pure girl. Everything starts again. As long as she keeps her original heart, it won't hurt.

Of course, the premise is: the male rabbit must die.

Otherwise, it will look bad.

Who knows, when she heard the problem in Northern Jiangsu, Xiaowu slapped her. Then she saw the handsome face in Northern Jiangsu. She really couldn't bear to start.

So he threw himself into his arms, turned his palm into a fist and gently beat Subei's chest.

"Brother, why are you so bad? Xiaowu just knows this. Xiaowu hasn't really practiced it. My mother is very strict. There's no rabbit."

"What's more, brother, don't you find that ghosts and beasts with more than 100000 years of cultivation rarely have offspring?"

When Xiaowu said this, Subei also noticed it.

It is reasonable to say that Ziji, Biji, and even emperor Tian, an old immortal soul beast with hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation, will find a partner to have several children because of the solitude of the years?

But it's strange, no, they don't have a child.

Even... When I was in the cave, Subei's fingers were stained with red. What does that mean, needless to say?

"Why?"

Why?

Northern Jiangsu wants to ask the Almighty Xiaoai classmate why powerful souls have no offspring.

Is it true that the powerful soul beast is abstinent as he thought at the beginning?

"Because of the restriction of blood and the different classes of souls and beasts."

Subei felt a moist feeling on his shoulder, followed by pain. The pain became stronger and stronger. It turned out that Xiaowu opened his shoulder clothes and bit it down, leaving two purple red rabbit teeth.

Xiaowu said, "this is the punishment for my brother. Who makes my brother doubt Xiaowu?"

Xiaowu licked his lips. In fact, my brother is really delicious. His skin is smooth. He just wants to go down like jelly, and then like a tough tendon.

I want to bite again.

If Subei knew the idea of dance, he would cry without tears.

You are not a soft bone rabbit, but a dog rabbit.

The little dance said, "our 100000 year old soul animals are very different from ordinary soul animals."

"The blood of a soul beast that can cultivate for more than 100000 years is powerful to a certain extent, beyond the definition of an ordinary soul beast, and can not achieve mass production like a low-level soul beast."

"If senior souls and beasts are together, there will be many complex problems, which are difficult to get along with. It takes longer and longer time to run in, and it is difficult to get together."

"Moreover, even for the same family, our mate selection standard is very high. Take Xiaowu's parents for example. They have practiced for more than 100000 years. There is little difference in blood intensity. It is easy to see the right eye in order to develop love, so Xiaowu was born."

"But Xiaowu's luck is very bad. In addition to Xiaowu, there are few rabbits in Xingdou forest who can practice for 100000 years. Therefore, at the moment when Xiaowu turned into a form, he didn't meet the right rabbit."

"However, if not, Xiaowu may not be able to be with my brother, so this is also Xiaowu's luck."

Little dance reveals the truth about the birth of the soul and beast world.

According to this statement, there are few soul beasts in 100000 years, and the probability of looking at each other is really too low, which explains why the more powerful the offspring of soul beasts are, the fewer, or even no, problems.

And now.

In a room with a strange smell and burning exercise fire, bottles of various colors are placed in a mess, and colorful liquids flow on the ground.

Dirty cloth and iron pieces are scattered.

Tang San, who was sour and smelly, stared straight at the black Mang in front of him. In his eyes, he was looking forward to it.

"Yes, we must succeed!"

"Whether you can make the teacher happy and get the teacher's forgiveness depends on you!" Tang San murmured.