When the devil respects life as a waste

He handed his hair to Xie Lingjun and said, "Will you tie my hair?"

Although Xie Lingjun couldn't hear Shen Zhengze's words, he understood the meaning from the other party's actions.

"Okay." Xie Lingjun agreed.

He dried Shen Zhengze's hair with spiritual power, then spread out the palm of his right hand, and the immortal rope flew in midair.

Xie Lingjun was afraid that Shen Zhengze's hair would fall into the water, so he carefully coiled Shen Zhengze's hair up for him, and then tied it with fairy rope.

"Okay, you look really good with your hair tied up." Xie Lingjun smiled slightly.

He stretched out his hands to hold Shen Zhengze's face, leaned forward, and kissed Shen Zhengze's right cheek.

Shen Zhengze couldn't hold back anymore, he hugged Xie Lingjun recklessly, and kissed Xie Lingjun deeply on the lips.During the movement, the demon chain around the waist was involved, and the crisp collision sound of "Ding Dong" and "Ding Dong" could be heard endlessly.

The moment the monk stopped chanting, the ice and snow from the sky slowly fell again, and it happened to float on the shoulders of the two of them.

The running water also started to flow again, and the sound of the water was turbulent, swallowing the voices of the two of them.