Chapter 861 Master, No Eavesdropping

At this time, Fang Yue, who was in a coma, didn't know that the ruthless demon hunter who almost killed his sweetheart and finally took her away was inexplicably disgusted with him, and he was getting more and more disgusted.

Xiao Ba in the space muttered silently: The blackening value has increased by 2 points. When Nan Xun came through, the initial evil thought value of the big boss was already 85. It took a long time for it to rise to 92 points little by little. Many times he was completely confused, and he didn't even know that the big boss would turn black because of Mao.

"Master, have you finished your question?" The little head on his shoulder tilted slightly and asked impatiently.

Xiao Hualing was so close to him, her breath was like orchid, and her whole body was fragrant. The smell on her body was much better than the fragrance of chrysanthemums in this chrysanthemum table.

Meng Ziyi raised his eyebrows slightly, "After asking, does Xun Xun have anything else to ask?"

"Of course there is, but Master, please go out first, I have something to ask Hua Yao alone. That... Master is not allowed to eavesdrop!"

Meng Ziyi was stunned and was pushed up by her, and then was pushed out of the pavilion by her small hands and stood on the stone steps a zhang away.

After Xiao Hualing whispered something to the flower demon, the flower demon gave Meng Ziyi a meaningful look, and actually put a new layer of noise barrier.

When Meng Ziyi looked back, he could no longer hear the movement in the pavilion.

He disdains to eavesdrop on people's speeches, and the reason he did things like listening to the corner before was just because Xiao Hualing liked it and begged him softly.

At this time, he could hear the conversation in the barrier again with a little spellcasting, but Meng Ziyi did not do anything after listening to the wind around him.

In the pavilion, Nan Xun asked straight to the point: "Senior Hua Yao, the magic method that the other son of the other party performed between you should not only make him think of you as his sweetheart, right?"

The chrysanthemum flower demon covered her lips and smiled tenderly, "Of course not, don't you realize that he has gone crazy for me?"

Nan Xun nodded and said, "I found out, I'm a little crazy."

The flower demon's beautiful eyes flowed, and she glanced at Fang Yue on the soft couch, "Actually, it's not a magic trick. It's a self-made ecstasy. After people smell it, it will arouse the deepest desire in their hearts."

After a short pause, if she swept across the man outside the soundproof barrier, she slowly emphasized, "No matter who you are, you can't escape the temptation of this ecstasy. Hehe, my sister, I've ordered it all. As soon as I see you, I will give you a bottle of this ecstasy."

She flipped her wrist, and there was an extra delicate porcelain vase inside, which she threw to Nan Xun.

"How do you know that I'm going to ask you for this thing? Is my expression obvious?" Nan Xun's eyes lit up, and he quickly put away the porcelain bottle.

Xiaoba: The drama is exquisite, from head to toe is drama, even knowing that the big boss can't see it, it is still such a drama.

Hua Yao jokingly said: "I have lived for a thousand years, how can I hide this love affair from my eyes? You like that monster hunter, so you almost have to write the two words like this on your face."

There was no shyness on Nan Xun's face, but he admitted generously, "Master is the best person I've ever met, isn't it normal for me to be happy with him, but Master always refuses to take a step forward, so I have no choice but to I took the initiative to move towards him."

Hearing these straightforward words, the flower demon looked at her with a hint of deep meaning, and sighed, "Girl, who do you like is not good, but you like a monster hunter, a monster hunter is our mortal enemy, if you are one If you accidentally made him unhappy, maybe he slashed you with one knife, and you are really not afraid of death?"

"My life is also his, he can take it if he wants." Nan Xun didn't care.

"Hehehe, such a little demon who is not afraid of death, I like your temperament. But my sister has to remind you that these monks are no better than ordinary people, and they are the least likely to see those rude methods. I can see this demon hunter. I also have an interest in you, but I don't know which affection is more important than his Tao.

Picture demon, be careful, don't miss Qingqing's life because of impulsiveness. "

Nan Xun smiled sweetly and said firmly: "Master is different from other cultivators. No matter how angry he is with me, he won't hurt me. I'll talk to him first."

The chrysanthemum flower demon laughed, "Then I wish you an early date with him."

Meng Ziyi didn't know what Hualing was going to ask, but he only knew that after she left the chrysanthemum pavilion, she was full of excitement and was in a very happy mood.

"Master, let's go back, I'm sleepy." Xiao Hualing took the initiative to put her hand into Meng Ziyi's big palm.

The man took her small hand after a short pause.

The chrysanthemum flower demon stood on the pavilion and watched with his own eyes that the demon hunter pulled the little painting demon away, and as he walked, he hugged her waist and flew up until the two shadows disappeared into the night. never see again.

If it weren't for the comatose Young Master Fang lying on the soft couch, she would have thought that those just now were just dreams.

A demon hunter and a little demon... Hehe, the chrysanthemum flower demon laughed lowly, the more I thought about it, the more incredible it became.

The good things were interrupted and the desire was extinguished, but at this time she was in a good mood and her interest was rekindled. Even this monster hunter has been in love with the little goblin, why is she cringing.

The chrysanthemum flower demon stretched out her hand to help Fang Yue, who had fainted, and blew a sigh of relief at his face. When he woke up leisurely, she leaned back into his arms and rubbed his ears, "Young master..."

Fang Yue was already in a daze at this time, but after being teased by her, he became emotional again, "Hua Ling, Hua Ling...don't leave me..."

"Giggle, don't leave you, look, how tight we are now, son, I want to be tighter..."

In the early morning of the second day, Fang Yue woke up leisurely in the chrysanthemum pavilion. He was neatly dressed on the soft couch, and his pants were actually wet.

Aware of the strangeness, Fang Yue suddenly woke up, sat up, and swept towards the pavilion.

There was no one else in the pavilion, and the cakes on the stone table seemed to have never been touched.

Was everything that happened last night... just a spring dream?

However, why is this spring dream so real? The lingering picture of death lingered in his mind, and the woman he was thinking of was under him, glaring at him in a charming way, with a pleasant cry accompanied by a light gasp. All night.

Fang Yue supported his forehead and couldn't help but smile.

He seems to be sick again.

lovesickness.

When he left the Chrysanthemum High Terrace, someone curiously asked him if he had seen the Chrysanthemum Fairy. Fang Yue smiled lightly and replied: Yes, in a dream.

After the Chrysanthemum Festival, Meng Ziyi went on the road again. This time, Nan Xun was no longer in the scabbard, nor did he return to the painting, but followed him in the form of a human.

Xiao Ba wondered: "Why don't you need that good thing when you asked the chrysanthemum flower demon? It's a good time in the inn, you have to strike while the iron is hot, the big boss has just listened to a live erotic palace, and his heart must have been rippling. ."

Nan Xun: "For Big Boss Meng, this is not called striking while the iron is hot, some things can't be pushed too hard, he has to be given a buffer period to let him understand some things, of course, he can't be given too long time, some things he thinks about. It’s not good to understand too much, the heat is the best when it’s hazy, then I’ll…hehehe.”