"I do not care."
"Ha." Shui Miaomiao looked at the troublesome Hua Yixian, "You just don't want me to masturbate the puppy, right? Are you so stingy!"
"I'm not, I didn't." Hua Yixian denied it.
Shui Miaomiao rolled her eyes and said casually, "Don't tell me that you are jealous of the little milk dog."
"How, how is that possible?"
"Haha." Shui Miaomiao smirked. If you didn't blush, I would believe it. "I don't care if you are childish or not. I can't give up the little puppy. Do you know the market price of such a big doll? Okay, not to mention it feels so good."
"Doll? That's no problem." Hua Yixian's compromise caught people off guard, "Come on, I'm starving to death.
The Ying Mansion was basically sealed and no one could get out, but fortunately there was enough food in the big kitchen, so they lived like this. No one knew what the Saint Yuan Ancestor wanted to do.
But they still have something to do.
Jiuchengqiu practices every day, Leng Ningchi practices every day, Mu Cang spends half of his time practicing and half the time looking at Shui Miaomiao, Hua Yixian seems to like to play, but he also has homework to practice every day, and Lan Jixuan, like the ancestor of Saint Yuan As he said, he probably had no intention of practicing during this period, so he accidentally found a place, probably the study room of Ying Mansion, which contained some books.
As for Shui Miaomiao, she just masturbates the puppy every day. At first, she was happy that she didn't have to go back to the Ancient Immortal Sect, but now she is just irritable.
Shui Miaomiao, who was squatting on the door rail like a local bully, stood up and shook his head. He couldn't let his hair fall out because he was irritated, so he had better continue to masturbate the puppy.
Although the little puppy ran away as soon as he saw Shui Miaomiao, under Hua Yixian's coercion and inducement, he was ruthlessly pinned to the ground by Shui Miaomiao.
"Lan Jixuan went to read a book again?"
"Yeah." Hua Yixian nodded and greeted Shui Miaomiao, "See if my moves are cool or not."
Shui Miaomiao glanced at him casually and said perfunctorily, "Handsome."
However, Hua Yixian was satisfied, practiced it again, and then suddenly lowered his tone and said, "What's that look on your face?"
Shui Miaomiao, who was stroking the puppy, raised her head blankly. Hua Yixian became angry again because of the passing glance of Ninth Vengeance. She really wanted to take the puppy away with her.
You can't expect anyone else to break up the fight except yourself. If the little brother passes by at this time, he will be dragged into the battlefield by Hua Yixian without any distinction.
Hua Yixian has not forgotten that her little brother is suspicious of her.
But she couldn't persuade the man to make a fuss, and she, a little girl, couldn't do anything about it.
ah! !
Originally, he came here to masturbate to relieve his irritability, but now it has become even more disturbing. Shui Miaomiao wondered whether he should go to the study room to find a book to read and practice calming down.
On the lost way to the study, Shui Miaomiao looked at the slightly stooped figure not far away, turned around and left without thinking.
After turning around, Shui Miaomiao couldn't take a step and was forced to freeze in place.
The Holy Ancestor had not been seen for several days, so why did he come to find him when he appeared? However, this time Shui Miaomiao gritted her teeth and held her hands until they were filled with blood, but she did not break away even a little bit.
The Saint Yuan Ancestor slowly walked towards Shui Miaomiao. He was also loved by others back then, but now he has become more and more disliked by others. Is he really following the old saying, "You are a thief if you are old but don't die"?
I'll be a little disappointed, but it doesn't matter anymore.
Saint Yuan Ancestor stopped five or six steps away from Shui Miaomiao, "I will teach you a method, do you want to learn it?"
With her back to the Saint Yuan Ancestor, Shui Miaomiao gritted her silver teeth to pieces. If you ask me, then let me answer. She has no interest in learning, but she can't pronounce a single sound.
"Don't refuse in a hurry." Although the Saint Yuan Ancestor told Shui Miaomiao not to move, he had no intention of forcing her to learn. Forcing people to do things was not his style.
"I don't think you want to do big things."
Yes, yes, I have no ambition, so what else are you teaching me? Let me go!
"Xiao Chen said it."
Xiao Chen? Does it refer to Xianyan Xianzun? Shui Miaomiao was really not used to the strange speech habit of the Saint Yuan Ancestor after hearing it several times.
"Just let me take a good look at you. If I find you, I will naturally find you. He is right. I thought you were ordinary, but the first time I saw you in the crowd, you seemed to be... The moon held by the stars."
That was really Miao Zan. Shui Miaomiao rolled her eyes. She was not the moon. The moon was as gentle as water and could tolerate everything, but she couldn't do it.
"So you are not the moon, and they are not the stars. With all the stars supporting the moon, the moon will not sneak away, and the stars will not fight. You must know that the three people over there are almost fighting together."
three people? Did Hua Yixian still drag her little brother into the battlefield? Shui Miaomiao struggled.
The Saint Yuan Patriarch turned a blind eye and chuckled, "I teach you a method of suppressing the emperor, and it is very easy to use. If I want you to stop, then stop. If I want you to be quiet, then be quiet. I want you to be quiet. Turn around and you have to execute.”
He was shocked to see his body moving involuntarily, and he actually turned around.
"Want to learn?"
Shui Miaomiao felt her body light up, and the fear that oppressed her heart and ordered her to do things disappeared without a trace. The Saint Yuan Ancestor stood in front of him, smiling lovingly.
Shui Miaomiao didn't listen to what Saint Yuan Ancestor said earlier, but what he said later was that Zhensuiyu seemed to be a good way to break up the fight.
After thinking for less than a second, Shui Miaomiao felt that she could move, so she saluted and said hurriedly, "Ancestor, please give me some advice."
Shui Miaomiao finally found something to do in Yingfu.
It's just that it's a bit difficult to follow Zhensuiyu. How can the method taught by the Holy Yuan Ancestor be an ordinary method.
A passing bird seemed to pause in the air for a second, then flapped its wings and flew away.
The Saint Yuan Ancestor reluctantly nodded, "That's it, practice first. Your current cultivation level can only frighten the unintelligent creatures, and you can't even exert one-tenth of Zhensui Yu's ability."
The Saint Yuan Ancestor who came quietly left quietly.
Shui Miaomiao touched her chin. Why did she always feel like she was being cheated? It took a long time to practice, so how could she separate the three people who were in a ball?
Forget it, let’s go back and take a look first. How come her little brother always likes to be accidentally injured...
In the study, Lan Jixuan was copying a scripture.
I just wanted to calm down, but after my body calmed down, my whole body became more and more anxious. I thought about more and more things, which became more and more complicated, which made me more and more unacceptable, and made me want to smash things more and more.
"Tsk, tsk, you are much worse than your master."
The rice paper on the table disappeared in front of his eyes, and the pen and ink fell on the table. Lan Jixuan raised his head and hurriedly adjusted his emotions, "I have met the ancestor of Saint Yuan."
The Saint Yuan Ancestor nodded casually, his eyes fell on the rice paper floating in front of him, and he looked at it carefully, "But he has the demeanor of a noble man."
Mr. Yi Hao, that is my great-grandfather.
Unexpectedly, the Saint Yuan Ancestor would take the initiative to mention his grandfather. Lan Jixuan was stunned for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "Ancestor is over-praised. His work is unsightly."
"That's right."
The straightforward words of the Saint Yuan Ancestor made Lan Jixuan wonder whether he should get up or not. Is the Saint Yuan Ancestor here to cause trouble?
