When the next day, they are going to Qingfengling.

Su Yan lies in the arms of her male pet.

Wrapped in a cape, he was carried out and sat on the flying bird.

The flying cloud bird is a kind of fast Warcraft.

It can fly thousands of miles a day.

From the demon sect to Qingfengling, if you ride a sweat BMW, it will take about three days day and night.

But the birds can arrive in a day and a night.

In this trip, the Pope didn't bring anyone but Xiao Yu.

Moreover, it depends on the master's liking for her male pet. I have to stick to it for a while.

Tut Tut, as expected, the patriarch's pet is not affordable for ordinary people.

Su Yan fell into Feng Yu's arms and moved uneasily, revealing half of her arms.

Xiao Yu looks down at the servants and dozens of subordinates standing around him. He reaches out his hand and plugs the exposed arm back.

A group of subordinates look at the picture of their leader.

Last night, tired?

After all, it's the first taste of eroticism. It's normal that you can't control it.

Once in a while, I watched Xiaoyu bow his head and say two words to the Pope. The Pope hummed two times in a low voice, which sounded impatient.

Take a look at the pet.

Physical strength is very good. After being drained by the leader for a whole night, the leader has no energy. He can be calm.

All the servants thought differently until the flying clouds and birds chirped and took off.

Think of the direction of the breeze mountain.

About two hours later.

Su Yan, who was lying motionless in Feng Yu's arms, woke up slowly and showed his head.

See them riding in the mid air, looking down low.

It's new.

Feng Yu hugged her steadily, looked at her appearance, and her voice was gentle

Su Yan nodded at random.

It seems that she has spirit again, which is strange.

According to the truth, Su Yan is a demon cultivator, and he is strong in cultivation. He should be strong in physical strength.

How can I get so sleepy after such a night? I've been sleeping so long. It seems that I have some spirit.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the cloak for her, making a sound

"the Pope worked hard last night."

As soon as mentions last night's matter, Su Yan Leng Leng Leng, then the attention also all put on the small Yu's body.

She turned serious and stared at him without blinking.

Feng Yu looks at her watery eyes, which are harmless at all.

He expressed doubts? Last night, Xiaoyu didn't feel comfortable in his service? "

Su Yan has just set up a posture, withered some, and slowly

"it's very good."

"Do you like it?"

"It's OK"

"Xiao Yu will make great efforts to serve the master, which is the blessing of Xiao Yu's cultivation."

Su Yan thought about last night's posture, and she hesitated for a moment, making a voice

"how many have you read the seven brochures I gave you?"

"Two volumes."

After that, Feng Yu paused and said, "don't worry, master, Xiao Yu will study hard."

Su Yan shakes his head

"don't have to look at it. When he comes back to the church, he burns it"

Feng Yu quietly hooks his lips, but his voice is confused

"why? Does the master dislike the slow learning of metaphor

Su Yan sips her mouth. She looks up at her pet.

According to the truth, he is her person.

It's right to cover him.

But it's too tired.

Listen to his tone of fear.

In the end, she said slowly with a flat face, "not only study, but also review. As for the new content, don't worry. "