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Chapter seven hundred and twenty eight: you and me

"Female donor, although you always lose to me in the competition, I didn't expect you to be so stupid."

Xuansheng looked up helplessly and said to Xue Molian who had dived above his head, but the other party did not quarrel with him, but just stretched out his hand anxiously.

He didn't reach out, but just shouted, "Go up!"

He couldn't even ask for the suction at the bottom, not to mention Xue Molian, who had a far inferior to his cultivation, was justified in running away while the other party had not been sucked by that force.

"You are stupid! Hold my hand!"

Xue Molian cursed angrily.

Xuansheng was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he saw Xue Molian so anxious and angry, and serious expression.

He raised his hand by chance.

Then...boo.

With a swish, Xue Molian sat on him again and was carried down by the suction force.

Xue Molian turned his head back, and the two looked at each other. Xuansheng touched his bald head and felt helpless, "You're satisfied now."

Both of them were sucked.

"I left a flying boat on it, and we can go on it by chains."

Xue Molian looked a little inappropriate.

Xuansheng looked at the other person with a caring look, took the rope of the immortal tie, and exerted force on his hands.

Plop.

They heard the sound of flying boats entering the water.

Even if he transmits spiritual power to drive the flying boat upwards, it is just a matter of stepping on his left foot and stepping on his right foot. How could he get up?

Xue Molian:...

She was a little embarrassed and seemed to realize that she had done something stupid.

"Let's go with the situation. At present, it seems that this lake water has no murderous intention except for sucking us. It's just that this kind of oppression is a bit uncomfortable."

Xuansheng calmed down. They were monks and did not need to breathe or eat. Although the lake water became very strange at this time, the spiritual energy and the vitality power were still the same. It would be better to relax and practice. Maybe when dawn, it would return to its original state.

"Hey--Silly Monk, can you find a way to move me away first!"

Xue Molian's pretty face turned to Xuansheng's back and blushed. I don't know if it was because he did a stupid thing and was exposed or for other reasons.

The stupid monk was almost wearing any clothes at this time, and her gauze was soaked in the lake water and was as soft as nothing. Under the influence of the suction force, the two of them were sticking very tightly at this time.

For the first time, she found out that the stupid monk was so hot, so hot that it made her feel hot all over.

"I can't even break free from this suction. If I can move you away, I'd have gone up long ago."

Xuansheng sighed and shook his head.

"No! You, you, think of a way!"

Xue Molian shook her head repeatedly.

Xuansheng was helpless, and men were not allowed to get along with each other. Of course, he knew what Xue Molian was concerned about. Since the other party said that, he could only try his best.

So he stretched out his hands and grabbed Xue Molian's waist.

“Ah~”

Xue Molian let out a low voice.

"What's your name for female donor? I was shocked by the fact that I thought an enemy was coming."

Xuansheng complained.

"Shut up, stupid monk, itchy."

Xue Molian said in shame and anger.

Xuan Shengxin said that this female donor was really hard to serve, but he had been used to it for a long time, so he exerted his hands, his muscles were bulging, and the entire lake was shaking. It was like he was trying to drive away the mountains and the energy was beyond the world...

"ah--"

However... it was useless except Xue Molian's screams.

"Die Monk! You hurt me!"

Xue Molian said anxiously.

Xuan Sheng let go, "Female donor, you are a royal child, and a great monk in the fairyland, can you not be so spoiled? It makes you feel itchy, and it is impossible to go up without force."

when--

Xue Molian couldn't help but knocked the stupid monk's head with his hands on his back, thinking to himself that you can't move me away in a gentle and comfortable position?

You are so excited to pull onions from dry land!

But she also understood that the stupid monk had just used all his strength, but she could no longer get rid of the suction force. It seemed that she could only do this first.

For a moment, both of them fell silent, and Xuansheng began to concentrate on absorbing the spiritual power in the lake. Even if this is the case here, at worst, his cultivation level will improve before going out.

Xue Molian couldn't do it anymore. She couldn't calm down and practice. In this quiet lake, her senses seemed to have been magnified countless times. She turned her back to the stupid monk, but she could feel the various touches coming from the fitting part of her body, and her head was in a mess.

She quietly looked back at the stupid monk, and the wooden head had already begun to concentrate on practicing, and she suddenly felt angry and frustrated.

Of course, it will be uncomfortable if you maintain a posture for a long time. The lake water seems to become more and more sticky and the weight is increasing, which makes her very uncomfortable and always wants to move.

"Female donor... can you concentrate on your practice and don't mess around."

Xuansheng had no choice but to open his eyes and complain, which would affect his cultivation.

Xuansheng's words broke the silence in the lake and made Xue Molian shudder, as if the child who was doing something bad was exposed.

That is, the lake water was dim at night, and it was originally red, so Xue Molian's expression was not obvious enough at this time, but he could just drip.

"You have to worry! Not everyone is as strong as you, a monk with muscles and brains, okay? This lake is so stressful that I can't do it either way to move!?"

She roared angrily.

"Okay, okay."

Xuansheng's momentum was at a disadvantage for a moment. It was strange. What he said was very reasonable. You can improve your cultivation earlier to get out.

But after being interrupted by Xue Molian, it seemed that it would be difficult for him to enter into a state of meditation, and the other party seemed to be still angry and began to move around.

Time passes by minute by minute...

"Hey, stupid monk, didn't you say you wouldn't practice well? What are you doing with the demon-subduing pestle? Are there any enemies?"

Suddenly, Xue Molian spoke in confusion.

"Ah? There is no enemy. Besides, I have not broken the demon-subduing pestle, have you forgotten the female donor?"

Xuan Sheng was a little confused and looked around vigilantly. It was very quiet and there were no enemies.

"But I feel something hit me, it's still very hot..."

When Xue Molian was halfway through speaking, she suddenly realized something, and immediately shut up, and her whole body became silent.

Xuansheng couldn't see Xue Molian's expression with his back facing him, and he was silent.

At this time, above the lake, the bright moon seemed to reach a certain point, and the light shone down, and the white light burst out from the center of the lake.

"Look, the ground is lit up, it seems that there is another world under these!"

Xuansheng said in surprise, not knowing whether it was to change the topic.

"Then, that stupid monk, hurry up and see if there is a way out."

Xue Molian's reply was a little stuttering. At this time, as the white light lit up, the lake seemed to appear transparent, and her pretty face was so blushed that she didn't dare to look back.

Xuansheng's palm was frosted on the ground, and some mysterious runes seemed to be revealed on it, which were ancient characters he had never seen before.
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