Under the thick moonlight, the young leaves and stems rustled and slapped all night. It was heard from a distance, like the sound of crops when the cool wind blows at night.

Probably because this world is the world of cultivating immortals, and Wen Ling's physique is particularly good.

It was Rong Zixian who was imprisoned in the enchantment for a night, but his body was not affected at all.

When the sun in the east was slowly rising, Rong Zixian kissed Wen Ling's forehead lightly, and then cleaned the two of them very clean with a cleansing technique.

If it wasn't something in his pocket, it wouldn't be easy for Wen Ling to use it.

In fact, Rong Zixian wanted to change Wen Ling's clothes even more.

His little girl deserves the best things in the world.

Whether it's fine silk or top-notch silk, Rong Zixian has it all in his space.

However, his current identity still needs to be concealed, and he is not afraid of taking out these things rashly. At worst, he can start over with a different face.

What about the little girl?

Wen Ling still doesn't know his true identity, and if he forcibly brings her back to the Demon Race, what will happen.

I didn't know love before, and I didn't think about others.

Rong Zixian has thought a lot about tasting it now.

He felt that he had to slowly infiltrate Wen Ling's identity as a demon cultivator, but he didn't know that he had already exposed a lot unintentionally.

It's just that Wen Ling didn't want to expose anything, and she was enjoying herself, why should she care so much about it hypocritically?

Moreover, Rong Zixian dared to show his truest side in front of him.

Either because he wanted to silence him afterwards.

Either because, he has already moved his mind.

When he woke up, he was still alive, which meant that Rong Zixian's heart softened in the end, and he didn't do anything.

Then, it will be the second possibility.

You can tell by looking at his cautious movements now, and his slightly doting eyes.

This is Rong Zixian's rare gentleness.

For a person whose psychology has been in the dark all year round, this is already hard to come by.

At least, the little ginseng essence is already very satisfied.

"You don't know, he wanted to kill you last night?" Seeing Rong Zixian gently arranging Wen Ling's coat, 233 said quietly.

God knows, how panicked it was last night, it almost escaped with Wen Ling.

However, this ginseng essence sleeps like a pig, is this pig essence reincarnated?

Isn't she ginseng?

Why didn't you even have this vigilance?

Last night, Xu Xu was almost masturbated, you know?

"So what, did you not do anything in the end?" Wen Ling smiled indifferently.

The benefactor will not do anything, even if the benefactor is really blackened and depraved, he is still kind in his bones.

Just like when he saved himself.

Because of the kindness in his bones, his identity is really a wicked devil, but Wen Ling still believes in this.

He was only temporarily blinded by the darkness, and he will soon regain his original intention.

If he can't find it, then it's okay, Wen Ling is willing to be his eyes, be his guide, and accompany him to explore.

Because I believed, I gave myself wholeheartedly, even when I was the most vulnerable, I never set up defenses against this person.

Hearing what Ling said, 233 closed himself for a while, and then said with a vicissitudes of life: "I won't go online at night from now on."

I don't want to just listen to the scene of an action movie when I have nothing to do. It's so lonely.

Of course, 233 dared not say the latter.

As long as I don't say it, the little train can't catch up with me, slightly slightly.

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