The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Quail Xiaoyu closed his eyes and felt even more confused.

She didn't believe that Sheng Qing, this snake woman, would like a mortal who only looked good in appearance, had poor cultivation, and was timid. As for the furnace...

She has already cultivated to this level, and she doesn't really need a useless foundation-building furnace. The benefits it brings to her are minimal.

So, her status has been upgraded now?

From a little pet, to a little human being that she particularly loves, at least she has a little bit of human rights, and she can discuss things with Sheng Qing.

As for Sheng Qing's crazy proposal, Yu Mian declined it. Although she was still a little uncomfortable with being so close to her, deep down, she had no resistance.

If she had resisted, she would have committed suicide to apologize for her sin during Shengqing's period of indifference.

Well... then... their current relationship is... a secret relationship of master and disciple in public but actually lovers full of lust? !

She thought about it for a moment, why is it so similar to the plot of a broken novel? !

Oh no, now I’ve become a broken character!

Ultimately, he couldn't escape his predetermined fate.

Yu Mian was lost in thought, lying flat on the bed, his heart beating fast and loud as he was held.

Until I heard a low, hoarse complaint in my ear, "What are you thinking about, Mian'er? Your heart is beating so loudly?"

Yu Mian took two deep breaths and said tremblingly, "Nothing... nothing."

Slow down!

Slow down!

She tried to control her heartbeat and slow it down, but the more she didn't want to think about something, the easier it was to think about it, and her little heart was beating very fast.

"Hmm? Let me hear it..." Sheng Qingben was just teasing her on purpose. He didn't even open his eyes. He just arched his body and put his head on his chest.

Her tone was teasing, like the sound of a rushing river, pleasant to the ears.

With Yu Mian leaning against him like this, he didn't dare to move. His heartbeat stopped for two seconds the moment he got close to him, and then started beating wildly again.

To lean on such a crazy beauty, the psychological endurance required is really very high.

When she thought about the fact that she had lived under such pressure for almost five months, she became more motivated, otherwise it would be a shame.

Snake woman, I will trust you for once...

After the fright, Yu Mian, who didn't want to sleep, became groggy and closed his eyes in the familiar scent of green medicine.

But the day is long and the sun is at its zenith.

Plus, Yu Mian was not very sleepy to begin with, so she quietly opened her clear eyes and looked at the bird carvings on the top of the bed. Her gaze fell on the wings of the bird, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Ugh……

After a long sigh, Yu Mian gently broke free from the embrace, opened the door and went to practice.

She is still too weak and needs to become stronger.

After she left, Sheng Qing, who had originally had his eyes closed quietly, also opened his eyes. Without the warmth of Yu Mian, what was the difference between this quilt and cold iron?

*

The Chrysanthemum Festival has just passed and the autumn flowers are blooming in the sun.

The long spear pierced through the fallen leaves, and the wind from the spear rolled up the yellow.

A shaky and unsteady spiritual letter flew over. Yu Mian put away the magic weapon and twisted it with his fingertips. The spiritual letter spread out, revealing its contents.

(My deskmate! I have established my foundation!)

When Yu Mian saw the familiar name, he instantly remembered that it was Miao Jun. He was indeed extremely talented and had caught up with himself so quickly.

Looking at the spiritual letter with only one sentence, Yu Mian guessed that he must have just entered the foundation-building stage and had not yet mastered the spiritual letter transmission.

She looked at the ginkgo leaves falling around her, and sure enough, she saw another spirit letter flying towards her, swaying as if it was drunk.

Yu Mian twisted his fingertips again.

(Would you like to do a mission together?)

Yu Mian was puzzled. How could Miao Jun take the initiative to accept the mission? Judging from his attitude of enjoying life, this mission was probably related to the spirit stone...

The next second, another spiritual message came.

(Don’t deceive the Venerable to brew new wine and pick spiritual fruits!)

(A first-class middle-grade spiritual stone!)

Yu Mian looked at the familiar tone and chuckled. It was just right, she also wanted to go out and relax.

A spirit butterfly flew out from the fingertips, looking towards the direction of Wanlin Mountain, its figure standing tall.

Riding on a crane, I arrived at the place where I had an appointment with Miao Jun. I saw the long fur on his head. The original white color had been dyed black, and there was a small cloth circle tied on his forehead like a tight hoop.

As soon as she jumped off the Dabai, Yu Mian was a little surprised. Why did this boy seem to have grown a lot taller and slimmer? When she got closer and compared them, she found that his chin was almost as high as hers.

He has grown a lot and looks about twelve years old.

"Classmate, look at my bloodline inheritance!" Miao Jun smiled proudly, and took a stance with his feet. A mighty and domineering tiger phantom appeared from behind him and roared at Yu Mian.

The tiger shadow that was about to speak turned into smoke the moment it approached Yu Mian.

"You can do it." Yu Mian walked over and patted his shoulder, encouraging him sincerely.

Without the protection of powerful ancestors, the spiritual beasts would never be able to develop and grow. Therefore, the ancestors of every spiritual beast tribe have been wealthy to a greater or lesser extent, but it is a pity that few of their descendants can return to their ancestors to inherit their legacy.

Most can only obtain fragments of blood inheritance.

Miao Jun is not even an adult yet, but he can call upon his blood inheritance, which means that the concentration of his ancestral blood is quite high and his future is limitless.

Of course, the prerequisite is that he practices hard.

If I continue to be obsessed with spirit stones like this every day, I'm afraid it will be very difficult.

"Yeah! My mother said I'm extremely smart!" Miao Jun is used to touching his head and smiling brightly.

Yu Mian looked at his short head and chuckled. What Liuyang Mountain Lord said was right. He was indeed extremely smart!

"What are you laughing at?" Miao Jun asked blankly.

"No, I just want to ask what this ring on your head is?" Yu Mian pointed to the circle of black cloth on his head.

Miao Jun touched it and said, "My mother said it was for my self-defense and was originally meant to be worn around my neck."

He took off the cloth ring and opened the cloth strips. Inside was a golden ring-shaped magic weapon with a longevity lock hanging on it. He fiddled with it for a while and handed it to Yu Mian to take a look.

"But my head is a bit big and I can't carry it in."

He stretched out his hand, looking like a local tycoon, not cherishing the precious magic weapon at all.

Yu Mian took it and took a look. The ring was a complete piece without any broken seams. It looked very similar to the two bone rings on his wrists.

She remembered that Sheng Qing used a magic gesture to enlarge the bracelet, and then shrunk it back to the appropriate size.

What was that magic move?

She held the circle in her hand and recalled it. Her memory instantly returned to that moment. The fingerprint on Shengqing's hand was...

The formula she silently recited was...

According to the extremely clear memory, Yu Mian pinched his right hand, and while changing the finger gestures, he whispered the formula.

The ordinary magic weapon in his hand suddenly floated up and began to grow larger.

Yu Mian was shocked. Oh my god, when did she learn this?!

How come she doesn't know she can do this? !

"Classmate, you are so awesome!" Miao Jun was shocked. When his mother gave it to him, she only said that it was the Linghu clan's most precious treasure, but she didn't know how to use it, so she just threw it to him.

“Come on, put your head over here!” Yu Mian controlled the ring and put it around Miao Jun’s neck like a circle.

Then it shrank into a perfect neck ring and hung around Miao Jun's neck.