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Chapter 92 Others Cultivating Immortals, I Raise Animals 39

The little girl was soft and soft, with the mist of not fully awakening. She was huddled in his arms, surrounded by her fragrant smell. She had already been sleeping with her for a sleep, but she still didn't stop, rubbing her face with innocent face in his arms.

He didn't feel anything before, but now he admits that he is a beast?

"Hmm?" Chu Ci's eyes became clear and she looked at Wen Jing's face and blinked, "Oh, what's the kiss?"

The little girl simply didn't want to give him a way out.

Wen Jing looked at the roof and felt the little girl's fragrance softness on his cheek.

Compared to the past, life is so dreamy now. With this little girl, it is almost so sweet that it is almost bubbled.

It made him less and less willing to experience the loneliness of a person and the departing of everyone in the past.

Because of Wen Jing's appearance, Chu Ci has been very quiet recently.

Even if the person who was hurt was not to fall, no one came out to say anything.

What's more, they originally decided that Chu Ci was possessed by a monster and damaged the holy objects, so they came to the door. As a result, the Venerable Wen Jing, who was guarding the holy objects, followed the girl, looking like she was protecting food. You are still in trouble, aren't you sick?

Moreover, even the head of the sect dared not disturb Wen Jing's quiet casually. While Chu Ci was practicing, the two of them were quiet in this place for a long time.

Time for those who practice immortals has always passed quickly. Chu Ci's original small body gradually grew longer and became more and more beautiful and charming. Wen Jing slowly revealed his nature as a beast.

When the little girl is fine, she likes to hold her in her arms and kiss her, and she looks lazy and I won’t bother you to practice.

The objects in the house and the clothes on Chu Ci have been changed. Wen Jing is still an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, and his background is indeed very rich.

Because Chu Ci's cultivation is not very progressive, she recently shifted her interest in research to the spirit stone talisman. Her little hands were white and tender, and she was pinching a pen made of black jade and focusing on drawing something on a yellow talisman paper.

Wen Jing was nestled not far away, wearing a white background and ink blue patterned clothes, her hair was tied up with a jade crown, looking at Chu Ci lazily, and playing with Chu Ci's black hair with her other hand.

He pulled it from time to time, trying to attract Chu Ci's attention, he was so annoyed that Chu Ci was so annoyed that he raised his hand and slapped a piece of talisman paper written on him.

Wen Jing felt a familiar spiritual power running around in his body. He raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't stop him. He wanted to see what the little girl wanted to do.

Then his body lightened and his gaze faded. The familiar feeling made Wen Jing froze slightly and looked at the little girl's bright eyes.

Wenjing:...

Looking at the fire-colored hair ball that hadn't been seen for a long time, Chu Ci's eyes narrowed, "Is it really useful?"

Little bastard.

He broke the talisman on his body, Wen Jing put his clothes on casually and carried the little girl over. Just as he was about to educate and educate him, his body suddenly stiffened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at a certain place.

Chu Ci looked up at him, and then suddenly felt Ling Yisect's shock and a loud bang came.
Chapter completed!
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