Chapter 114： Master, promise me

thumping. thumping. thumping.

The heartbeat is both heavy and slow.

Chu Evening also blinked and blinked, his eyes surprised and delighted, and the shackles and flashes passed. The elders of Yu Heng are really elders of Yu Heng. They have been cold for ten years. It is more calm than anyone else to clean up their faces. Soon they will accumulate too much emotion. It seems that the person who is disappointed by the disappointment is not him.

"You are not dead, what to do down."

When I asked for the export, Chu Jingning regretted it.

It’s true that you are burning yourself like this. However, if the ink burned his mouth and said this to himself, Chu Xi Ning felt that he would be afraid of a heartbeat stall.

Under his nervousness, he forgot that he was dead and could have a heart.

I can burn it straight and stare at him, but I don’t speak like this.

He probably understood that if he said "I am coming for you", it would make Chu late and feel helpless.

So he was slightly indulged, and finally licked his lips, but instead hangs his eyelashes and gently asks: "What do you think me do?"

"...you can't find yourself down."

"When did the teacher change his name and he was uncomfortable?" The ink smiled. "I don't tell me."

Chu night Ning seems to have been tempered by the gentleness he has never had before, and he quickly took another hand and was very angry and angered: "The nonsense is really arrogant."

Ink burning finally found a secret.

He found that the anger of Chu Xiaoning was a mask of his. This person is too awkward, and is willing to cover the face of this tooth dance with the oil mask on the face, covering all the waves, whether it is gentle, happy, open, shy, sad.

So stupid.

Chu night Ning silly, fake face wearing a lifetime, not too tired.

I am also stupid, and I have lived for two lifetimes from the beginning.

But when you say something like this, the atmosphere is no longer as dignified as it is. The four souls of Chu, Ning, have been found, and they are born again.

The ink burns in a good mood, and pulls the night, but he doesn’t let go. He tells me why he came to the local government and talked about the master of sin. When he talked about some things, he couldn’t help but stop. The throat whimpered and dissipated, and then red eyes, continue to say. In his explanation, the three most words appearing inside are "not right."

Chu night Ning really does not know what to say.

He treats people well, not because he wants to take this kind of good in exchange for anything, but also that others have received his good, and he is uneasy.

In fact, he was afraid that he would be passionate about himself, offering a steaming heart and lungs, but he was left behind by the other side.

Therefore, although he is bright and upright, he is hiding from the festival of human beings.

He wore a mask for a lifetime.

But one day, the person he liked reached out and straightened the anger of his face, as if he had taken off his crab shell.

He stood in the same place and suddenly did not know what to do.

In the midst of ecstasy, the ink burned down before him, and one hand still held his hand, as if he was afraid that he would disappear.

Chu nightning has a moment of ridiculous and shameful thoughts.

His apprentice has always been timid, and he does not follow the common sense. He is suddenly treated with ink and his hands are treated like this. He actually feels that the other person seems to want to do something.

"..." He was a little bit stunned by his own thoughts, his face became more and more gloomy, he didn't know what face to face, he had to habitually cold.

But the ink did not do anything, he just took him, like the treasure that was lost.

That was the man who had been abandoned in his previous life.

"Master."

All hatred is behind, he is kneeling before him, sincere, respectful, and even hot.

"I used to be wrong. I said that I will go east in the future. If you say West, I will go west. I just want you to be good." Xu is deep in love. Although the ink is still laughing, his eyes are a little moist. "You go back with me. Okay?"

Chu night Ning did not speak, his face was as light as water, and his heart was smoldering.

"Master."

The voice of the youth is soft, soft, with some youthful charm.

When ink burns a person, it is true hate.

But to be a good person, it is good to be attentive.

He has always been paranoid and has always been extreme.

"Go back with me, you promise me, okay?"

Chu night Ning still did not move, only faintly looked at him, I do not know what to think.

I was afraid that he was not happy, so I was saddened in my heart, but my face was still laughing, trying not to make myself too embarrassed, and to add to the teacher. He took his hand and shook it, teasing him and yelling at him: "If the teacher is willing, he will nod."

"..."

I was afraid that he would never nod, and thought again: "I count three times, can I?"

"..."

"If you don't talk to the teacher, I will promise you." The ink burned softly and said softly, and he slowly counted.

"one two Three."

But Chu Jingning is like a person who has been frozen for a long time. He suddenly put him in warm water. He doesn't feel warm, but hurts.

He used to be a rare person, so he didn't feel uncomfortable when he was frozen. Once someone was waiting for him, and wrapped him warmly, he seemed to have finally had a painful power. Suddenly every inch of flesh and blood hurts. Every inch of skin is splitting.

I feel so painful.

His fingertips shook slightly in the palm of his burning sweat.

When the ink burned, he didn’t say anything, and he became more and more nervous. He was afraid that he would be disheartened and didn’t want to go back to the sun.

But he did not dare to move, afraid of a move, Chu will rather abandon him. He maintained a happy smile and said: "The number is too fast, you should not be ready, I will count it again."

"one two Three."

Chu nightning: "..."

The ink burns his throat and he is shaking. He almost smiled and pleaded: "Master, have you heard that?"

The phoenix of the late night of Chu seems to have finally had some gods, but it still looks stunned and looks at the burning face without any indication.

"I will count it again and again, I am afraid that you can't hear it." The ink burned, "One, two, three."

"..."

"I will count the last time..."

"one two Three."

"It’s really the last time."

"one two Three……"

Chu night Ning seems to be ruthlessly squatting in front of him, over and over again, and fools generally count the number one, two, three, two, three, as if this time again and again, can make time back, Let the dead wood bloom, so people resurrect.

The apprentice in front of him, stubbornly and forcefully counted, clumsy and stubbornly counted, he seems to be counting his sin, counting the master to treat him well.

In the end, the sound is trembling, and the smile is awe.

"Master."

The ink burned his head and his eyes were red, but he had already suffered from the lateness of Chu, and he didn't want to cry in front of the conscious Cu Yuening, and then he was saddened.

So he endured, still laughing, negotiating a relaxed tone.

"I will count it again, you rationalize me, okay?"

Chu night Ning was suddenly pleaded by him, stabbing his heart like a knife.

He was almost stunned, and he had to pull his hand out of the fingertips.

But this time the smoldering gripped him and said nothing to let go.

The young man is firm, slow, and his eyes are staring at him, like a dog's attachment.

He said: "One, two, ..."

Suddenly, the outside came a rush of footsteps, shouting, cursing, and Chu Ning suddenly looked up and looked down to the downstairs like a sea. The mighty squadron chased over and rushed to where they were.

After all, Rong Ji still caught the opportunity to inform.

"Where! Upstairs! Upstairs!"

"Catch the little thief!"

"It’s the opposite of the sky!"

The rushing and rushing, the torches and the ghost imagery are rolling from a distance, and they are going to be swallowed up and killed by two of them.

The ink burned but did not look back. At that moment, he held the hand of Chu Xiaoning, and suddenly it was very quiet.

Although Chu Xiaoning is not his lover, but he is loved, respected people, who love him, treat him well. He looked at him and his heart was steady.

Chu night reprimanded him: "Are you fainting?! What are you doing?"

He said, holding back the ink-burning hand and picking him up from the ground. His eyes were burning in the light of the lights, and he was no different from the time of life. Chu night Ning frowned and said: "Go!"

The ink burned a bit: "Are we?"

Chu night Ning is extremely annoyed: "Who can be?!"

When the ink burned, he shuddered and closed his eyes, and then he opened it again, and then he smiled. The smile was very good, and the eyes were still stained with water, like the flowers of the dewdrops, and the splendor.

Finally, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and clasped Chu’s fingers.

Ten fingers are handed over.

He resisted the forehead of Chu Yuning, whispered and solemnly said: "Three."

"Three three! Go!"

There was no end to the end of the devil, and the ink burned back. I was a little anxious: "Master, first open an enchantment block! Then I will take you to the soul-light!"

"will not."

“...啥?!” The ink burns like a chicken.

Chu night Ning cold face, but still a little embarrassed, angry and angry: "If I still have mana, can you be trapped in this broken cage?"

"..."

Got it.

The soul of Chu Xiaoning, the missing is "repair".

Because the soul is in the soul of the soul, you need to sing a curse undisturbed, although it is not long, but this situation is absolutely impossible, the ink can only pull the night run.

Fortunately, the late night of Ning Xiu was lost, but his skills are still there, and he will not drag his legs. The two men took the road and ran, followed by a savage savage savage, ran to the entrance of the main hall, Chu night Ning asked: "Do you recognize the road?"

Ink burning: "I don't know."

Chu nightning: "..."

The ink burned but not discouraged, referring to the towering palace wall: "Go above and see clearly."

Fortunately, the late night of Ning was light and solid, and even if it was not repaired, the flying raft was still not a problem. He floated on the tile and looked down at the corpse and roared and smothered it. He said to the ink: "You will see the ghost!"

The ink burned according to the words, the palms rubbed together, and a glaring scarlet radiance was like a snake screaming, and suddenly slammed out, the red willow leaves twirled, and the sacred willow was coiled around his feet.

"Aura is over five miles, enter the pool, gather Shangyang, and pump down."

brush!

Chu night Ning seems to suddenly think of something, added: "Less less spiritual power."

The ink burned and heard a word, and it was too late to wait for the news.

Only heard the loud noise of the bang, the snake smashed at the moment of the smashing, like a dragon that swallowed the flame, and roared from the ink to the palm of the hand. The flames of the flaming raccoon almost wiped out the entire corridor, with the fire moving to the stars, and the clouds rose out of Dinghu. In the blink of an eye, dozens of soldiers who will bite at the forefront will be attached to the bricks and trees, and they will be burned clean!

Chu nightning: "..."

Ink burning: "..."

"It's not for you to inject less spiritual power!"

"When you said, I have already..." Suddenly I thought that I couldn’t talk to the Master, I would respect it, and I would shut up my voice. "The teacher respects the lesson."

"But it." Chu night Ning a smack of sleeves, "I am too late to say."

Ink burns a glimpse - the original teacher must be soft, just take the trouble to take it over yourself?

He blinked and smiled.

Chu night Ning slammed him: "What a smirk, still not going?"