While the little fox was talking, Feng's eyes looked forward, and the smile on his face looked very calm. It was just that his words were mean and his tone was cold, so he had to say the words Su Xier and Murong Lingtian qualified waste wood in a dignified manner.
Murong Lingtian was very unhappy with Su Qinghuan. During this time, the arrogance of the little fox made Murong Lingtian see and remember. He never liked Su Qinghuan, an aggressive woman.
Thinking of this, Murong Lingtian suddenly frowned. The man looked at the little fox condescending and sneered back coldly.
"I'm afraid it's Miss Su who really doesn't have the root of repairing immortals. Are you right? As for me and Xi'er, don't bother Miss Su."
Su Xi'er saw that Murong Lingtian defended herself so much, and there was no meaning to see Su Qinghuan between her words. The woman was relieved. She glanced at Su Qinghuan very happily from the angle that Murong Lingtian couldn't see.
But Su Qinghuan just looked at her with a smile, as if he didn't care what Murong Lingtian thought of him.
Su Xi'er was very uncomfortable by Su Qinghuan's eyes that seemed to know everything. I don't know what's the matter. Since the skinny young lady was infected with a cold before, she woke up, and the whole person's temperament changed greatly, which was more terrible than a city rogue.
Although Su Qinghuan has experienced a lot, first losing her mother when she was young, and then being demobilized by Murong Lingtian, from Su Xier's point of view, it's just that Su Qinghuan has no luck. She killed her mother herself. Why blame others?
……
Su Xi'er flashed a very vicious idea in her heart, but on the surface, it was the appearance of Wei's injustice. She looked up timidly, her eyes were open, and pulled the corner of Murong Lingtian's clothes innocently.
"Brother Ling Tian, what are Xiuxian and Linggen?"
"In Xi'er's opinion, mortals live only a hundred years. Don't you only have that kind of thing in the script?"
……
"The world is so big that there are no surprises. Xi'er has been staying in Liaoyuan city. Naturally, he doesn't know how broad the outside world is."
Murong Lingtian said, and proudly took Su Xi'er's shoulder, raised his chin intentionally or unintentionally, and swept away at Su Qinghuan.
"In the future, Xi'er will travel with me in this vast world. Some frogs at the bottom of the well are destined to stay in this square inch. They can't see anything in their life."
……
After hearing Murong Lingtian's words, Su Qinghuan didn't know that this guy was mocking himself.
Su Qinghuan was neither angry nor angry. She smiled and clapped for Murong Lingtian.
"Mr. Murong is right, but I want to add a little to Mr. Murong. There are many people in the world who claim to have seen the vast world, but some people just jump out of the wellhead and into the stream, but think this small stream is the ultimate in the world."
"In fact, in essence, there is no big difference between this kind of person and the frog at the bottom of the well. It's just that he feels good in another well. People who have really seen all sentient beings in heaven and earth can't be so arrogant."
"You --"
Murong Lingtian didn't expect that Su Qinghuan was not only a fierce woman, but also turned his brain so fast. The degree of sharp teeth and sharp mouth was almost unique in his life.
Murong Lingtian couldn't help breathing. He was so angry that he looked at Su Qinghuan unkindly. He thought that the woman would be shy like an ordinary woman, or be deterred by his air-conditioning place. As a result, Su Qinghuan always just looked at him with a smile.
That kind of look in his eyes, as if he was just a lengtouqing who didn't grow hair. If he wanted to hold her, he was still very far away.
Murong Lingtian saw this, and the hand that originally held Su Xi'er's waist began to exert force in an instant. Su Xi'er couldn't help screaming in pain.
"Brother Ling Tian, what are you doing pinching me?"
“……”
Murong Lingtian woke up as if from a dream, and Su Qinghuan glanced at him mockingly, as if a man was just a piece of garbage that no one could see, and entered with the steps of those roads.
This woman——
What a su Qinghuan!
……
Even if the beloved is in his arms, Murong Lingtian also feels that there is an anger in his heart that can't be comfortable.
Gradually, he paid all his attention to Su Qinghuan, but he didn't like it more than appreciate it, but a kind of anger that was looked down upon by women.
——She is a woman who lost her mother when she was young and despised by everyone. What qualifications do she have to despise him?
Although Murong Lingtian doesn't think all the women in the world must fall for him, Murong Lingtian's life is too smooth except being chased and killed by the enemy.
It's like a close relative worshipping heaven. It has boundless magic power.
Whatever he wants, there is nothing he can't do, especially because Murong Lingtian has a good face that can bewitch all sentient beings and is like an immortal brother. No woman from the age of eight to the age of 80 does not submit to the man's wide robes and big sleeves.
He had no intention of love between men and women, but it doesn't mean that Murong Lingtian would like to be despised by Su Qinghuan.
He can't look up to Su Qinghuan's withdrawal from her marriage, but why does the woman say she is a scum man?
……
Murong Lingtian almost wanted to catch up with Su Qinghuan.
All the people present were smart people. Seeing that the anger was going to be endless, Su Xier hurriedly pulled Murong Lingtian's sleeve.
"Brother Ling Tian, don't be angry with sister Qinghuan. After all, she is a woman and has an engagement with you. It's normal to be angry. Let's go in and test Linggen quickly."
She is really afraid that Murong Lingtian will have more contact with Su Qinghuan.
After all, no matter what Murong Lingtian's mood towards Su Qinghuan is, as long as a man pays more attention to women, it's not a good thing. In particular, they themselves have a leading edge of entanglement. It's easy to change their mood and love from anger one day.
……
Su Xi'er said so. Murong Lingtian's anger converged slightly. He flashed in his mind the cold sarcastic arc before Su Qinghuan turned around, and he only felt a surge of blood in his heart.
——Wait, sooner or later, he will make the woman regret talking to him!
……
Everyone has gathered in the hall.
Wen yuezong, the outer monk in charge of soliciting disciples everywhere, immediately looked at several young people with a smile.
"This is the test stone to test the spirit root. Who wants to try it first?"
Su Qinghuan stood still, and Murong Lingtian thought for a moment and winked at Su Xier.
"Hee Er, you go."
"OK."
Su Xi'er took a deep breath and put her slightly round hand on the spirit test stone. Soon, the stone showed colorful light.
The friar raised his eyebrows and refused to comment, but Su Xier couldn't help smiling in shock.
"Fairy, fairy! Am I gifted?"