Chapter 400

The autumn is cold and cool. The immortal department seems to forget the changes of the four seasons. The four seasons are like spring, and the spring clothes are thin and transparent.

With his excellent eyesight, Li cangmin found the woman sleeping under the peach tree. He was in a trance for a moment. He subconsciously touched the spirit tree hanging on his chest with his fingers. The body of spirit and body are always different. Looking at the woman sleeping under the tree, he finally felt the vitality of life.

But when I thought about it, the woman who was sleeping in her body was the culprit who robbed ling'er's body, and her eyes became stern. If it wasn't for her, ling'er wouldn't have been wandering.

His steps were silent. Chunxi and Xiahuan were surprised. When they saw his face, they were overjoyed. They knelt down one after another and said, "I've seen the Lord, and the Lord is blessed."

Li cangmin collected the fierce color in his eyes and waved them to get up, "step back, don't wait on them."

Chunxi and others immediately backed down, and called back the maidservants who were sweeping away in the distance. There was no disturbance from outsiders in the huge yard. Li cangmin said to yanghunmu, "ling'er, come out."

A wisp of white light came out of the wood, and a milky body appeared in front of Li cangmin. It was Murong Ling hiding in the wood to avoid trouble.

Looking at the familiar and strange body, Murong Ling's heart is a little complicated. If you identify it carefully, you will find that Murong Ling in the state of spirit is better than her body in both facial features and bearing. Li cangmin only thinks that the soul in her body is someone else's reason, but Murong Ling knows that this body never belongs to her.

Her soul looks as like as two peas.

Fortunately, the appearance of her former life is almost the same as that of her present life. Otherwise, after she was squeezed out of her body by the female ghost Jinping, she would expose her identity of giving up. Even if she didn't mean it, it would inevitably arouse people's suspicion.

When Li cangmin saw that she did not move, he thought she was worried. He rubbed her head and said, "ling'er, don't be afraid. This is your body. It's just easy to get it back."

Murong Ling was a little stunned. She knew that he had misunderstood and didn't explain. She nodded her head and went to her body. It was hard to avoid beating drums in her heart. At the beginning, she tried countless times and couldn't go back to her body. Is this really OK?

Three steps away from the body, suddenly there was an irresistible suction, and in a twinkling of an eye, he returned to the familiar depth of the sea of knowledge. The spirit of Jinping potato was shrinking in a corner, and the light was dim. I didn't know whether I was aware of the danger or something, so I ran frantically.

Murong Ling would not be polite. He cut it with a knife. The potato sized spirit could not even cry out and disappeared in an instant. The next moment, she felt the weight of her body.

For nearly two months, she was either a spirit without texture or a light lotus. Now she suddenly put on the weight of her body, and she was not used to it.

Li cangmin looked at the original sleeping people, and suddenly opened his eyes, like a Lilliputian who got a curious toy, and then moved his hands, and then stamped his feet. The original uneasiness was quickly replaced by a smile, and he couldn't help reaching out and holding her in his arms, "how can I not get used to it?"

The long lost cold fragrance and warmth suddenly attacked her body. Murong Ling finally felt the warm temperature coming from his chest. In the beating heart, she felt alive at last.

Skin blind date, warm and warm, there is no more moving than this.

She couldn't help hugging him. She rubbed his clean chin like a lotus. She jumped carefully, melting into sweet sticky like chocolate in the sun. She only felt that the joy of recovery rose from her heart, and she was almost bubbling with happiness.

"Cang min, thank you."

Li cangmin saw the joy and intimacy from her clear eyes. He hugged her with satisfaction and felt the temperature of her real existence. He could no longer help itching in his heart. He bowed his head and held her delicate red lips, as sweet as ever.

The hot and humid air sprayed on her face, which made her face red and gorgeous. Murong Ling didn't dodge, but reached around his neck to respond to his kiss. She was chasing and pestering like a snake. With yearning and fanaticism, the thunder stirred the fire and burned her all over. She collapsed in his arms.

Li cangmin put his arms around her waist in time, and then he saw that she had turned camel red, her eyes were like silk, her moist red lips were like flower beads in the morning, delicate and attractive.

As soon as his throat was tight, his body was as hot as a sea of fire, which gave him the illusion that all the blood in his body had been evaporated. He was like a traveler who had been thirsty for several days and nights. He wanted to get a touch of sweetness, but he didn't dare to move. He was afraid that he could no longer control his thirst and fell into the abyss of desire. He could only clasp her tightly in his arms and whisper her name in her ear, as if to ease the anxiety in his heart.Murong Ling is held in his arms. They stick together like the magnetic poles of yin and Yang. The changes of each other's bodies are clear and audible. Her face is so red that she can almost bleed. The whole person is as numb and sour as if she was struck by lightning. She has no mind to think any more.

Wen xiangruyu is in his heart, and he is also a beloved. Li cangmin can't recover his agitation for a moment. It took a cup of tea to calm down his passion. Seeing Murong Ling, who is in a state of mind, he almost becomes a pet again. After reading the Qingxin formula, he calms down completely.

Murong Ling's whole body was focused on him. Li cangmin didn't dare to let go. He just relaxed the power of confinement. Thinking of the excitement just now, his white and flawless face was tinged with a trace of blush. "Did he hurt you just now?"

Murong Ling, who has never recovered, is intoxicated in the perfect voice line. Only when she peeps at her delicate and powerless appearance from his dark eyes can she realize that she has pushed away his arms and looked around. Only when the blush on her face lasts for a long time, it even spreads to the root of her neck and almost bursts in place.

Li cangmin couldn't help laughing. He walked over to help her to get rid of her messy hair. Seeing that the blush on her face had not gone away, he was happy and pitied. He couldn't bear to make trouble with her again. He spoke to her in a steady and quiet voice, "has that female ghost ever been solved?"

As soon as she talked about business, Murong Ling immediately pressed down her mind and her face returned to its normal color. "Her spirit was badly hurt, and she had no defense. She had been wiped out by me." Speaking of this, her voice said, "let's go to the palace. I think the empress should wait."

Li cangmin nodded his head. As for other things, it's not too late to come back from the palace.