Not long after, Wu Xia wore the plain white dress given by Zhi Xia and put on a pair of light embroidered shoes. She came to Lang Xing with a new look, threw the replacement set of underwear to Lang Xing and said, "Help me with these as well."
Destroy it."
Lang Xing held the clothes with body fragrance and said angrily, "You want me to do this too? Didn't you wash away your cultivation too?"
Wu Xia said in a matter-of-fact manner, "What nonsense are you talking about? Letting others destroy it is the most thorough and clean way. Why are you so verbose about such a small thing!"
Langxing endured the teasing again and burned the intimate clothes with spiritual fire.
"I feel much better." Wuxia shook his disheveled hair, used his spiritual power to remove all the water from his hair, and then pulled up his hair in a bun elegantly.
Langxing feasted and showed off generously, with a clean smile on his face. This was his response to the teasing. He could do this gesture. From the beginning, he had an attitude of appreciation towards Wuxia.
Wu Xia's ink painting beauty made him disdainful of having evil thoughts. Although he was a little upset after being teased, he was able to adjust his mood after all. This test was much smaller than the one Li Zhen had brought to him before.
.
"It's great, I feel so good now." Wu Xia happily looked up at the night sky and stopped teasing Lang Xing without any trace.
This matter has to be stopped in moderation, because she knows that Lang Xing already has a heart, so she is quite relaxed about this matter. It is of course the best to get closer to Lang Xing. If Lang Xing does not want to go too far, then teasing him is also good.
very interesting.
Now the most important thing she feels for Lang Xing is appreciation. The weird and evil little kid at the beginning has now become an otherworldly and mysterious semi-immortal young man. She cannot become a Taoist partner with him, but she has to maintain a close relationship.
The relationship cannot live up to this love.
For any monk, when encountering an anomaly like Lang Xing, they will be utilitarian and want to hold him tightly in their hands. It is normal for Wu Xia to have this idea. Even Su Wan and Jiang Xiao also
It is inevitable that there will be some such psychology, but their deep relationship with Lang Xing means that they do not need to think too much in this regard.
"Letting go is a kind of relief and an improvement of the state of mind. Your happiness at the moment comes from this, Fairy Wuxia, I have a lot of credit for this." Lang Xing in turn began to take the initiative to stir up trouble. It is difficult to say that this is
What kind of mentality did he have? He should have tried his best to avoid provoking others. It must have been the beauty's charming appearance after her bath that made him feel itchy.
Seeing that Langxing was about to throw himself into a trap, Wuxia asked with a half-smile, "What kind of reward do you want?"
"Well... give me your cloak." Faced with Wu Xia's provocation, Lang Xing flinched.
"Here!" Wu Xia threw the cloak to him without hesitation. Although Lang Xing wanted to throw herself into a trap, she chose to play hard to get. She had teased enough. She didn't want to make herself too cheap. Before Lang Xing
The attitude of resisting the provocation somewhat offended her pride.
"Not bad! Not bad! I'll make a lot of money this time." Langxing stroked the cloak and made an exaggerated look of joy.
Wuxia curled his lips and snorted softly, then flew towards Linghe.
Lang Xing immediately sat down and began to melt the cloak as if fighting.
This made Wu Xia a little uneasy. Although she felt that Lang Xing would definitely not embezzle this spiritual treasure from her, she still felt a little guilty because this spiritual treasure was her lifeblood and she would not show it to anyone easily.
.
After enduring it for half a night, as soon as the sky started to dim, she ran over and gave Langxing a shove, saying disdainfully, "Is there any need to be in such a hurry? It's dawn, let's go on our way first."
Lang Xing opened his eyes, looked at her with a disdainful expression and said, "Is it necessary to urge her so much? Are you reluctant to give it to me?"
"Hey, what's the reluctance to give up? I've already given it to you. I just can't see how you're so worthless. You're an immortal king after all, and you already have so many spiritual treasures. As for melting it in such a hurry?
Do you practice?!"
"Hahahaha, I think I'm getting a little anxious." Lang Xing was greatly amused by her tough mouth.
"No, at worst, I can just use the spirit crane to exchange it back." Wu Xia acted like a child, and now he could only let Lang Xing have fun, but he was really reluctant to give it.
Long Xing laughed again.
"If you laugh again, I will strangle Linghe to death!" Wuxia also laughed and teased.
Langxing stopped laughing and said happily, "I want to help you refine it, look." He moved his cloak and made a black shadow that covered the sky. The joke should be enough, especially the one with a testing meaning.
It's a joke, if it's taken too far, it might lead to embarrassment. Langxing knows the truth very well. He can see how much Wuxia cares about this spiritual treasure.
"Ah!" Wuxia was so frightened that he exclaimed and retreated thousands of feet.
"How's it going?" Lang Xing put away his shadow and asked proudly.
Wu Xia blinked a few times to regain his composure, and then said with flashing eyes, "No, I'll give it to you." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards Linghe.
Lang Xing chased after him and said, "Stop pretending. If you keep pretending, I won't give it to you."
"Keep it, it's already yours." Wuxia quickened his pace, but his heart was already blooming with joy, and he even deliberately let the smile appear on the corners of his mouth and eyebrows.
"Then let me beg you, okay?" Lang Xing stopped and asked.
"Okay!" Wuxia immediately turned around, holding back a smile that was really touching.
Three days later, the two continued to head towards the Haishan Region. One was lying comfortably on the back of the crane with his legs crossed, and the other was sitting next to him with his knees in his arms. This scene was quite similar to the scene when the two met for the first time, but the sky-pecking eagle
It was Linghe, and the mood of the two of them was completely different from that time.
The flawless pair of beautiful eyes showed the usual hazy look, but there was obviously a smile in them. She kicked Lang Xing's ribs with her toes and asked in a nonchalant way, "I didn't say Linghe."
Should I give it back to you? You didn’t want Ansha Mingpeng on your own initiative, right?"
Lang Xing glanced at her sideways from the corner of his eye, and said lazily and contemptuously, "Yes, I really can't see how hopeless you are. After all, you are a great fairy in the late Nascent Soul stage."
Wu Xia couldn't help laughing, and said with a look of self-pity, "Who makes me poor? It's true that he is a great fairy, but he is far behind compared to you, the uncrowned king of the cultivation world."
"Don't pretend to be pitiful with me." Lang Xing said amusedly.
Wu Xia immediately stretched out her hand to push his arm and said with a serious face, "Let's discuss it. If you tell me the secret of refining the spirit treasure, I will return the spirit crane to you."
Lang Xing laughed, "Dream! Just keep Linghe, you are a heartless thing!"
Wuxia also laughed, kicked his soft ribs with her slender feet and said, "Tell me quickly! Tell me quickly! I'll kick you to death if I don't tell you!" Not long after, Wuxia wore the plain white dress given by Zhixia,
She put on a pair of light-colored embroidered shoes, and came to Lang Xing with a brand new look. She threw the replacement set of underwear to Lang Xing and said, "Destroy these for me too."
Lang Xing held the clothes with body fragrance and said angrily, "You want me to do this too? Didn't you wash away your cultivation too?"
Wu Xia said in a matter-of-fact manner, "What nonsense are you talking about? Letting others destroy it is the most thorough and clean way. Why are you so verbose about such a small thing!"
Langxing endured the teasing again and burned the intimate clothes with spiritual fire.
"I feel much better." Wuxia shook his disheveled hair, used his spiritual power to remove all the water from his hair, and then pulled up his hair in a bun elegantly.
Langxing feasted and showed off generously, with a clean smile on his face. This was his response to the teasing. He could do this gesture. From the beginning, he had an attitude of appreciation towards Wuxia.
Wu Xia's ink painting beauty made him disdainful of having evil thoughts. Although he was a little upset after being teased, he was able to adjust his mood after all. This test was much smaller than the one Li Zhen had brought to him before.
.
"It's great, I feel so good now." Wuxia happily looked up at the night sky, and stopped teasing Lang Xing without any trace. .??.
This matter has to be stopped in moderation, because she knows that Lang Xing already has a heart, so she is quite relaxed about this matter. It is of course the best to get closer to Lang Xing. If Lang Xing does not want to go too far, then teasing him is also good.
very interesting.
Now the most important thing she feels for Lang Xing is appreciation. The weird and evil little kid at the beginning has now become an otherworldly and mysterious semi-immortal young man. She cannot become a Taoist partner with him, but she has to maintain a close relationship.
The relationship cannot live up to this love.
For any monk, when encountering an anomaly like Lang Xing, they will be utilitarian and want to hold him tightly in their hands. It is normal for Wu Xia to have this idea. Even Su Wan and Jiang Xiao also
It is inevitable that there will be some such psychology, but their deep relationship with Lang Xing means that they do not need to think too much in this regard.
"Letting go is a kind of relief and an improvement of the state of mind. Your happiness at the moment comes from this, Fairy Wuxia, I have a lot of credit for this." Lang Xing in turn began to take the initiative to stir up trouble. It is difficult to say that this is
What kind of mentality did he have? He should have tried his best to avoid provoking others. It must have been the beauty's charming appearance after her bath that made him feel itchy.
Seeing that Langxing was about to throw himself into a trap, Wuxia asked with a half-smile, "What kind of reward do you want?"
"Well... give me your cloak." Faced with Wu Xia's provocation, Lang Xing flinched.
"Here!" Wu Xia threw the cloak to him without hesitation. Although Lang Xing wanted to throw herself into a trap, she chose to play hard to get. She had teased enough. She didn't want to make herself too cheap. Before Lang Xing
The attitude of resisting the provocation somewhat offended her pride.
"Not bad! Not bad! I'll make a lot of money this time." Langxing stroked the cloak and made an exaggerated look of joy.
Wuxia curled his lips and snorted softly, then flew towards Linghe.
Lang Xing immediately sat down and began to melt the cloak as if fighting.
This made Wu Xia a little uneasy. Although she felt that Lang Xing would definitely not embezzle this spiritual treasure from her, she still felt a little guilty because this spiritual treasure was her lifeblood and she would not show it to anyone easily.
.
After enduring it for half a night, as soon as the sky started to dim, she ran over and gave Langxing a shove, saying disdainfully, "Is there any need to be in such a hurry? It's dawn, let's go on our way first."
Lang Xing opened his eyes, looked at her with a disdainful expression and said, "Is it necessary to urge her so much? Are you reluctant to give it to me?"
"Hey, what's the reluctance to give up? I've already given it to you. I just can't see how you're so worthless. You're an immortal king after all, and you already have so many spiritual treasures. As for melting it in such a hurry?
Do you practice?!"
"Hahahaha, I think I'm getting a little anxious." Lang Xing was greatly amused by her tough mouth.
"No, at worst, I can just use the spirit crane to exchange it back." Wu Xia acted like a child, and now he could only let Lang Xing have fun, but he was really reluctant to give it.
Long Xing laughed again.
"If you laugh again, I will strangle Linghe to death!" Wuxia also laughed and teased.
Langxing stopped laughing and said happily, "I want to help you refine it, look." He moved his cloak and made a black shadow that covered the sky. The joke should be enough, especially the one with a testing meaning.
It's a joke, if it's taken too far, it might lead to embarrassment. Langxing knows the truth very well. He can see how much Wuxia cares about this spiritual treasure.
"Ah!" Wuxia was so frightened that he exclaimed and retreated thousands of feet.
"How's it going?" Lang Xing put away his shadow and asked proudly.
Wu Xia blinked a few times to regain his composure, and then said with flashing eyes, "No, I'll give it to you." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards Linghe.
Lang Xing chased after him and said, "Stop pretending. If you keep pretending, I won't give it to you."
"Keep it, it's already yours." Wuxia quickened his pace, but his heart was already blooming with joy, and he even deliberately let the smile appear on the corners of his mouth and eyebrows.
"Then let me beg you, okay?" Lang Xing stopped and asked.
"Okay!" Wuxia immediately turned around, holding back a smile that was really touching.
Three days later, the two continued to head towards the Haishan Region. One was lying comfortably on the back of the crane with his legs crossed, and the other was sitting next to him with his knees in his arms. This scene was quite similar to the scene when the two met for the first time, but the sky-pecking eagle
It was Linghe, and the mood of the two of them was completely different from that time.
The flawless pair of beautiful eyes showed the usual hazy look, but there was obviously a smile in them. She kicked Lang Xing's ribs with her toes and asked in a nonchalant way, "I didn't say Linghe."
Should I give it back to you? You didn’t want Ansha Mingpeng on your own initiative, right?"
Lang Xing glanced at her sideways from the corner of his eye, and said lazily and contemptuously, "Yes, I really can't see how hopeless you are. After all, you are a great fairy in the late Nascent Soul stage."
Wu Xia couldn't help laughing, and said with a look of self-pity, "Who makes me poor? It's true that he is a great fairy, but he is far behind compared to you, the uncrowned king of the cultivation world."
"Don't pretend to be pitiful with me." Lang Xing said amusedly.
Wu Xia immediately stretched out her hand to push his arm and said with a serious face, "Let's discuss it. If you tell me the secret of refining the spirit treasure, I will return the spirit crane to you."
Lang Xing laughed, "Dream! Just keep Linghe, you are a heartless thing!"
Chapter completed!