Chapter 22

This smile removed the inviolability of the saint and made Yunmeng dragon's color heart rise. Yunmenglong looked at the perfect dimple like a full moon hanging on the horizon, bright and moving. Yunmenglong's little brother also began to be dishonest, because yunmenglong's eyes were dishonest. The saint has no clothes on her body, only a scarf that yunmenglong took easily before she left. It is basically transparent, which is slightly better than nothing. However, this hazy and indistinct feeling has expanded the holy attraction of the saint a hundred times out of thin air. The beautiful white rabbit under the gauze, the innocent but red and attractive eyes of the white rabbit make Yunmeng dragon mouth dry. When yunmenglong's vision is projected onto the fragrant grass covered by the saint's tulle, the world in his mind is distorted. Inside, the cloud dream dragon danced happily. With its big mouth open, it only made a sound of "Luo, Luo".

Suddenly thought of the saint's shining black crystal like pupils, desire ebbed as quickly and thoroughly. Yunmenglong thinks he is a son of a bitch, a shameless son of a bitch.

After calming down, yunmenglong said, "if you have anything, just tell me. I'll do my best."

The saint replied coldly. She said, "please go back to Shuiyun Pavilion when you have time. There is a dark room, you can see it, the one that closes me. Open the ninth brick from the left and the sixth brick from the bottom of the north wall. There is a book. I hope you can take it out and send it to the ends of the earth." she paused and said, "if you can't find it "The ends of the earth", keep the book yourself. "

"Where are the ends of the earth?" yunmenglong asked.

"I don't know." the saint answered very simply. She simply let Yunmeng dragon's upper and lower teeth rub intimately.

"Who is it for?" yunmenglong asked again.

"I don't know." the saint continued her efforts. The teeth of Yunmeng dragon rubbed louder.

Yunmenglong breathed: "don't worry, even if I find the ends of the earth, I will find the ends of the earth. If I can't find the person to give, I'll burn the book."

He didn't ask what the book was. If the saint wanted to tell him, she would naturally say it. If she didn't want to say it, it would be useless to ask. But how could he know, why should she ask?

"Xia, do you have any questions?" the saint whispered.

"Yes, please tell me your name," said yunmenglong.

"I'm Su Qingyao from Cihang Jingzhai," said the saint.

"It turned out to be the saint of Cihang Jingzhai. It's disrespectful." Yunmenglong suddenly realized it. But he still didn't understand whether the old nun of Cihang Jingzhai was funny. She found a blind man as an apprentice. Although she was beautiful, it was troublesome not to see anything. This mysterious sect has survived for so long. It's really tenacious. This idea climbed into yunmenglong's mind. Yunmenglong thought about it The head is very strange. Although there are few such beauties, there are all fine products. He yunmenglong should like it very much. How can he think so. Cihang Jingzhai is the origin of fairies. Although Su Qingyao is blind, her temperament is independent and elegant like the fairy in the painting.

"The chivalrous man is praised too much. The chivalrous man is very special. Can you touch your face for me?" Su Qingyao frowned.