Chapter 227 Suspectedness

Feichen sat under the tree of life, admiring the little girl around him and listening to her chattering words.

"Speak quickly, why do you want to keep this beautiful scar?" Although she is young, she lives in the Dragon Palace all year round. She is full of elders with high cultivation and strength. Naturally, she has eyes. Staring at this ferocious scar, she got closer and closer, and she was not afraid or full of sympathy like others.

"Why are you so close to me..." Feichen's nose was full of the faint fragrance of the little girl's body, and the half-developed chest was almost tightly attached to his arms, which made Feichen feel a little ambiguous.

"Ge, I'm your wife. Can't I stick to you? I like this scar so much. Why is it green? The slender fingers stroked the green and secluded Zhuxian sword marks, and Leyi's eyes were shining, and there was a trace of enthusiasm in her pupils.

"Like it? This is the sword mark cut by the Jade Immortal Sword. If it is an ordinary person, or it has long been corrupted by that anger, but my special physique can ignore this anger, which is the person I hate most in my life. Therefore, I want to keep it and always be vigilant about myself. Don't believe in this handsome hypocrite. Feichen took her hand away, and her face was a little sad and helpless, but she didn't expect that the little girl would like this strange wound.

"Don't cry, husband. Will Leyi go to avenge you?" Her hand put her arm around Feichen's neck and sat on his lap with no awareness like a normal person. Her cyan lotus coat was made of excellent material, and she felt that it was also a treasure. However, when the clothes moved on Feichen's body, there was a bad idea that stunned him.

Feichen was completely shocked by this intimate action and almost wanted to stand up. You know, her body is like an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, and her chest is only as strong as the flesh in the palm of her hand. This sticks over, and it always feels strange.

Seeing that Feichen was a little stunned, Le Yi had already held his hand, put it on her chest, and giggled cunningly: "Husband, let Leyi kiss me. Now let's have a wedding night in the wedding room, hey hey."

"Uh? Your head is not burned, is it? Feichen blushed, pulled out his hand, and looked at Leyi's forehead with the back of his hand.

"Well, you are all from Leyi. Why don't you know how to cooperate with me? We are both husband and wife. Do you know what husband and wife are? Couples can do what others can't do. Le Yi's face was flushed, but her eyes were full of heat when a woman wanted to be loved.

The dragon's nature is really good **. The ancients didn't bully me. Feichen couldn't help smiling bitterly. Leyi's psychological age developed too fast. Although most of her personality is still in the child's stage, she inherited the natural personality of the dragon clan and was extremely infatuated with the man she identified.

"What's the matter? Hurry up, husband. Leyi doesn't have a fever." Seeing that the other party did not move, Leyi had taken off her upper clothes and looked like she couldn't wait. She was urged by a ten-year-old child, which made Feichen strange.

The budding virgin's body appeared in front of him, as if it was as weak as a willow, which made Feichen's heart a little restless. He stroked the slightly protruding hill, which made his old face burn his heart beat. This situation is completely different from the time when he was young and Hua Ling. And it is even more popular. Although Leyi is not young, her body is too young, which is the reason why Feichen wanders.

"Husband... Ah..." Le Yi's little head rose slightly and greatly enjoyed his caress. The dragon clan's natural ** and personality throbbing of this kind of thing made her express her body movements more fiercely than ordinary women in the world, which can't be described as fragrant and gorgeous. Describe the true taste.

"...Don't do it. You're still too young." Feichen closed his eyes. If Hualing was fourteen or fifteen years old and had basically owned by a woman, that's all, but Leyi was indeed a little small, which made him unable to bear to hurt her.

"But... Leyi... It's all wet..." Le Yi pulled her rosy face and suddenly felt a little annoyed when she saw that the other party gave up the next move.

"No, no one can break it here for the time being. You don't have to stay here, so I'll take you back to the room first..." To the little girl's initiative, Feichen was ashamed, afraid that the other party would continue to pester, hurriedly put her clothes back to the original, picked her up and stepped away.

"Well, wait, Leyi will let you ask for mine." Le Yi's little face was stiff, and her mouth bit Feichen's neck in one bite. However, when her teeth touched his skin, she couldn't bite in half of it. She was so angry that she was so angry that she would find an opportunity to 'eat' the bad guy.

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The head of the real Zen room.

"I'm going out tomorrow. After I leave, you will take care of everything in Jiuxian Mountain. I don't know how long it will take, but I won't come back too soon." Feichen Suyi meditated on the futon and stared at the person in front of him.

Standing opposite was Si Mingxiang, who was wearing a crimson robe, with black edges at the cuffs and neckline. She specially put on rouge, with a faint crimson on her face, and far away, there was a fragrance that teased people.

"Ah? Have you only been here for a few days? I'm about to leave. I'm not even sure about the day I'll come back, and I have to give everything to me... This..." Si Mingxiang's eyes showed resentment, and his face was almost turned aside.

"Well, don't you understand what I have to do? When I leave, you will act as the head of the leader. You can decide everything by yourself. The purple virtual fairy fruit in the back mountain has also grown out. You can assign it to the disciples according to the number on this list. The disciples who eat the fairy fruit will enter the retreat stage. Don't be careless." Feichen checked Shen Tuyue's disciples with practice potential with divine knowledge, recorded these people on the roster and handed them to Si Mingxiang, so that he was responsible for the disciples' cultivation.

"Yes, teach the real person." Si Mingxiang snorted softly and even changed her name. The person in front of him only told her to do it, but regardless of her feelings, the two had not talked well for several days. She was also really angry that Feichen was not with Shen Tuyue today, but who would go to the back mountain with tomorrow. She brought an inexplicable little girl this morning, but she didn't explain how to keep her resentment.

"Hey hey, what's annoying? Listen to me first." Feichen laughed and knew that he owed so many women, but he had more important things, that is, he couldn't stay any longer.

"Okay, just don't be angry." Si Mingxiang sighed this time, but the resentment had eased a lot, just because Feichen's expression had become a little solemn.

"Well, listen carefully. When Yan Yunxiang comes back, don't give her any rights." Feichen nodded with a smile and was grateful for Si Mingxiang's understanding.

"Why is this?" Si Mingxiang was completely aroused by curiosity, and her original depression was also swept away.

"Do you remember the time of Xianxia Peak? She was wearing the clothes of the rosefinch, pretending to be the rosefinch. Although she dressed very much, she couldn't escape my eyes. The real rosefinch was killed by her design when she first came to Xianxiafeng, and the two Qin Baihu and Li Qinglong certainly did not notice the difference, so she got it. It's deep and unpredictable, and Jiang Hanfeng's strategy must be more than that. Feichen's eyes flashed with fine light. Now he observes the strangeness of all kinds of things and dares not relax at all.

He was very touched by the world of the Qing Xuanmen demon and Ru Yushi's departure. He is now very afraid. Even Luo Xuexin, who loves him, tries to trick him. Who else can believe it? Fortunately, she thinks about herself everywhere. If it were someone else, she would be so secretive. I'm afraid that she is not far from death.

"Feichen... Why don't you believe her? You haven't already..." Si Mingxiang looked at each other in surprise and suddenly thought of the ambiguous scene when the two came out of the mountain gate. Her delicate face was slightly red. I don't know why even if she slept in the same bed, Feichen still had such a heavy suspicion of Yan Yunxiang.

"What are you trying to say? Just do it. If Jiang Hanfeng doesn't die, I can't trust everyone around him. Feichen's face turned red, but he immediately found an excuse to change the topic. He has heard a lot about Jiang Hanfeng. Now he is jealous and hateful. He has already had the intention to get rid of the Xianxia faction. If he is not careful, he is afraid that this dust faction will happen again.

"Then how can you trust me?" Si Mingxiang's face was rigid, and his little mouth pouted and pretended to be cute.

As soon as Feichen saw Si Mingxiang's coquettish charm, he suddenly became interested. He pulled her into his arms, swam with his hands irregularly, and his mouth began to be much poorer: "Hey hey, he is a 100-year-old man, and he is still pretending to be a little daughter. Do you have to clean up recently?"

"Hey hey, tell me, why do you believe in others so much... Ah..." Si Mingxiang's white jade face was flushed, and she didn't realize that it was ** surging. Her twisted body rubbed in Feichen's arms again, and her soft fingers had reached under the Taoist robe...

"Uh... You really take the initiative." Feichen's face was shocked, but immediately she was teased by her hand that continued to go deep, and it was difficult to deal with it.

"Well, why don't you say... If you don't say anything, I... Well..." Si Mingxiang clened his tongue with a small mouth and tried his best to tease.

Feichen was itchy because he was teased by Leyi just now. He couldn't stand it for a long time. Not long after he came back, Si Mingxiang took the initiative and suddenly couldn't help it. He put his big hand into her palm peak Taoist robe and pulled down the light red belly pocket. Through the thick Taoist robe **, the prominent lotus peak, let her face It's like peach blossoms.

In a moment, the two rolled on the ground of the Zen room and entangled each other...