Looking at a person full of fear and joy to head, and then was picked by a certain uncle or elder, as a disciple, he clenched his fist.

Su Kui yawned a little and then lost his place. Looking up, she could see the young man's face. She just looked at it and moved away silently. It was really from the bottom up angle -

it was not very nice!

Her body is full of energy, which makes her feel very good. She can almost jump out and run around wushangzong for dozens of times.

All of a sudden, she smelled a familiar smell in her nostrils. It was clear, with a touch of rosin. Her blue cat pupil narrowed, and Yu Guangzhong saw mu xiaxue standing in the center with a group of teenagers, while Liu Changqing was standing on the edge.

Her eyes twinkled, quietly grabbing the unsealed baggage, she jumped softly and silently.

Liu Changqing's whole body is enveloped in a depressed mood. He doesn't notice that the kitten he protects carefully wakes up and jumps quietly. Several flashbacks disappear.

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it's true that Su Kui is too small now, and the minds of the people around him are all in the process of assessment. No one is distracted to pay attention to the situation here. Just a white shadow flashed, a small figure disappeared in the crowd.

I don't know if it's because she has become a cat, and her sense of smell is very sensitive. Following the taste, she quickly ran forward. According to the examination of the clan, most of them went to the martial arts arena of the supreme sect. Only some of the sweeping disciples did their own work in silence.

For this part of the people, Su Kui did not care, very easy to avoid. Through an arch bridge, the more forward, the more secluded.

At the back, there is no personal shadow.

However, it seems that the taste is getting closer and closer. In front of the palace like a fairyland stands far away. There are blue glazed tiles, flying beams and painted buildings. The clear and bottomless water of the Long Lake blooms with light pink lotus flowers. After the palace, there are cranes flying by. The bright sun hangs on the dome. The lake is sparkling. In the distance, there are clusters of cherry blossoms. The pink petals fly with the wind like snow.

A fairyland like place.

In all things, we should follow the rules of the four seasons, but in the realm of cultivating immortals, as long as there is enough cultivation, it is not difficult to reverse the seasons.

Su Kui's body was light, and she began to play with her heart. Suddenly, she jumped and landed on the bright green lotus leaf. The leaf wobbled for several times, but it was also easy to bear her.

A little jump, fell on the next leaf, splashed a few water, fell on her white fur, she shook, continue to jump.

The breeze is slow, with the fragrance of petals.

Under the cherry tree, there is a cane weaving reclining chair, on which a man lies lazily, barefoot, one leg bent up and stepped on the chair at will. The other tiptoe is leisurely immersed in the water. If you look closely, you will feel that the man is really a rare and unique fashion in the world.

A long frost white hair like satin hangs behind him, tied by a silver belt. He simply wears a brocade lining, and his sleeves are half pulled up, showing a small section of flawless skin like jade.

A few petals fell from his head and shoulders. His eyes drooped. Under the same frosty eyelashes, there were a pair of peach blossom eyes with narrow and long eyes. The eyes were dark and cold. It was clear that they could not be more beautiful. Against this cold and casual temperament, they gave people a sense of being relegated to immortals.