“Always abandoning and maiming bad bran, your own father is really not a thing. Sister, if you find a man in the future, you must wipe your eyes. Even if this little monk looks kind and gentle now, you cannot be obsessed with beauty. Who knows how many men are good things? ”

Song Wu, who had been shot innocently, just felt his nose helplessly, looking at Liu Shuyan's eyes still unspeakable moderation.

Yet Cold Mountain suddenly opened his eyes and said, "You, you, you, what are you talking about? Feathers and this little monk are... are...? ”

In the eyes of Liu Shuyan and Grandpa.

Cold feathers stiffened his scalp and held the little monk's hand. “Grandpa, this is my fiancé. ”

“How did you find your fiancé so quickly when you just got here? And a monk. No, no! The matter must be considered in the long run. ”

Cold feathers are two big heads.

At this moment, the junction in front of them flashed white and a couple smiled out of it.

Cold feather foam was like an amnesty. He grabbed the little monk's hand and looked at Liu Shuyan in a hurry: “Sister Liu, my dear injury is serious and can no longer be sustained. Please also make sure to send us in immediately. ”

He said, and twisted his hands back again.

The little monk's white cheeks were bright red, and finally he leaned stiffly over and pillowed his head on the cold feather shoulder, making a weak expression.

Indeed, Liu Shuyan, the enthusiastic person, no longer interested in pursuing the background of Cold Feather, directly pushed the two into the junction.

……

“Is this a soul pond? ”

Feel the light mist that surrounds you, and the wonder that your soul feels like it's being washed away.

Cold feathers can't help but marvel.

There was a stream in front of them.

Only the water carried in the stream is not clear, but milky white.

“It's just a soul pool with streams, not a real soul pool. ”

Clear and farther, pull the cold feather forward, "Follow me, the real soul pool is ahead. ”

Indeed, as the little monk said, the more forward the two, the thicker the fog in the air, and the softer the color of the stream.

And by the creek, a couple began to appear.

These people are usually not seriously damaged by their souls and need only be healed in this concomitant stream.

The further you go in, the more anxious the cold feathers are.

Is Mother and Uncle Zhixuan here?

Yeah, Grandpa's here, Mom must be in there.

But my mother was almost three souls and seven souls were completely stirred up. Is she really curable?

“Careful! ”

Cold feathers foam a wobble, did not notice that the soil under the feet had softened.

Your body tilts toward the milky white stream.

Tight waist, not waiting for her to use her spiritual powers, the whole person has been pulled back.

Smell a clear sandalwood on the tip of your nose with a wide, firm chest.

You can hear a slight thump in your ear.

Cold feathers raised their heads.

Heard the little monk's clear, warm voice on his ear: "Feathers, are you okay? ”

“No… no obstacle. ”

The earlobes burned quietly and the cold feathers were rarely helpless.

She pushed the little monk's chest and smiled. “I didn't expect you to look thin and weak, but you're not bad. Thank you just now, I think things have gotten to mind, I didn't see clearly under my feet, I'll be careful next time. ”