Chapter 642： Avenue Soaring 72

Chapter 642 The avenue soars 72

"Yangqi Pill, I just heard it before, and I won't have a chance to eat one in a year." Wen Ling beautifully held the small bottle in his hand, with a happy expression on his face.

The bright little expression made Rong Zi's envy of the darkness slowly dissipate, and his reason finally returned.

Reflecting where he was, Rong Zixian stiffened.

Because he almost wanted to hide the little girl, he directly exposed it in front of others.

Fortunately, the little girl said in time.

The bottle of Qi Yang Pill in Wen Ling's hand, a total of ten, only a second-grade, not a particularly good thing.

However, the pill was originally a rare item in the world of immortality.

Especially outside disciples like Wen Ling, you can’t see it at all, you can only buy it at a high price if you want to eat it.

Only at the annual Zongmen Grand Competition, they have a chance to get one or two.

So, Wen Ling got a bottle, and he almost didn't jump up when he was happy.

Of course, 233 dismissed it and even sneered: "The play is the essence."

Isn’t it a dramatist, just the level of the little ginseng ginseng, she hasn’t used something better?

I just want to win the pity of Rong Zixian.

Sure enough, Rong Zixian was still annoyed at first, and he almost didn't control him.

But when he saw Wen Ling's longing and satisfying eyebrows, Rong Zixian only felt that his heart hurt suddenly.

His little girl, because of a bottle of second-grade Qi Yang Pill, she can be so happy to be like this, really...

The more I think about it, the more I feel distressed. What kind of days have you been?

"Don't worry, there will be better medicines in the future." Rong Zixian totaled in his mind that the Demon Clan's Demon Pills and Wen Ling are not suitable, and they carry devil energy and do not match the little girl's practice.

So, now he still has to add another task to learn how to make alchemy and make the so-called decent pill.

He hides the little girl privately, so he has to be responsible to the little girl.

Give her the best things in the world, and also give her the deepest love in the world.

"Well, I believe you, Zixian." Considering that this is still the hall, Wen Ling whispered the name behind.

After finishing speaking, she took Rong Zixian's arm and rubbed it like a baby.

"I thought you were inviting me." After feeling Wen Ling's little movements, Rong Zixian's voice became hoarse.

There seems to be other emotions in it, it should be a little bit of color.

233 thought boringly, ready to shield herself at any time.

"Then you come to pick it." As a result, Wen Ling was still skinned at this time.

After crossing the bright road, what are you afraid of.

Wave up.

Looking at the little girl’s proud expression, she seemed to be sure that she would not behave like her here.

"Don't pull your neck, it hurts." Wen Ling saw that Rong Zixian's face was slightly heavy, and his hands were raised, and he immediately hugged his hands above his head, before running away like this.

As soon as Wen Ling said it hurts, Rong Zixian slowly took the hand that was about to pull the back of his neck.

If you pull yourself like this, the little girl will hurt.

Rong Zixian silently noted this in his heart. Considering that he is still in the inner door, he is not very presumptuous at all. Rong Zixian is not too much.

Let Wen Ling hold his arm, scratching his waist from time to time.

These small actions were settled at night, and he would never be let go.

Thinking of this, Rong Zixian felt that his heart, as if wrapped in magma, was hot until his limbs, and he refused to stop.

(End of this chapter)