The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

After Rong Zixian suppressed the idea of ​​destroying the paper crane, all he thought in his mind was to change the little girl's physique, and then improve the little girl's strength.

Of course, there is no need for thousands of miles of sound transmission.

However, at least, you have to know how to make these simple small instruments by yourself.

Like this kind of paper crane for sound transmission.

This can only be made by monks after foundation building.

He is not a disciple of Qifeng, but if you want to learn these simplest techniques, it is not a secret secret, everyone can.

This is the basic skill of a monk.

Rong Zixian can come easily, but Wen Ling can't now.

The waste materials of the five spirit roots are barely considered to be in the Qi refining period, and it is still too difficult to make these things.

There will be some simple cleaning techniques and the like.

To make it more complicated, the aura of her body can't support it at all.

Listening to the little girl asking himself now, Rong Zixian lowered his head and looked at Wen Ling who was looking up at him with serious eyes.

The little girl's eyes were so clear that Rong Zixian felt that such a dark self was not worthy of Wen Ling.

However, it is impossible to let him go.

He would rather kill Wen Ling directly and lock his soul by his side for the rest of his life, than let Wen Ling go free and watch her spend a lifetime lovingly with another man.

Just thinking about that kind of scene, Rong Zixian felt his heart throbbing in pain, and he also had an urge to destroy the world.

Therefore, even if the idea of ​​not being worthy came to mind, Rong Zixian didn't think about it, so he just let go.

Suppressing the small, imperceptible inferiority complex in his heart, Rong Zixian said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, yes."

I'll help you.

Rong Zixian thought about the last three words, but he didn't say them.

After all, from Wen Ling's point of view, the two of them are now little hot chickens who use Lingen as a waste, saying that he can help Wen Ling is really comforting the little girl.

Therefore, Rong Zixian thought about it and didn't say it.

"Well, let's become stronger together." Wen Ling pretended not to know anything, at this moment, she was still holding Rong Zixian's hand, coquettishly.

A voice as sweet as candy lingered in Rong Zixian's ears.

I always feel that in the next second, I will fall into a world of candies and be sweetened to death.

When realizing this, Rong Zixian's eyes darkened a lot.

It's a pity that Wen Ling was staring at his hand, and didn't notice that the aura on his benefactor had changed again.

Until, she was picked up by Rong Zixian with one hand.

Wen Ling:? ? ?

I don't want to lose face! ! !

Rong Zixian didn't hug Wen Ling gently, but grabbed the back of his neck and picked her up.

Is this riding a horse the posture a boyfriend should have?

"Hey hey..." Wen Ling's feet left the ground suddenly, and the back of his neck was grabbed tightly again, and he shrank into a ball and couldn't move.

Obviously he is not a feline, but he didn't dare to move when he was pulled like this.

I was afraid that in the next second, Rong Zixian would open his mouth wide and put his little head in his mouth.

After thinking about the pictures of Internet celebrities I had seen in the modern world, Wen Ling's whole ginseng was not very good.

Wanting to struggle, but afraid of provoking Rong Zixian's perverted treatment, Wen Ling just waved her hands.

It looks clumsy and cute.

Such an action pleased Rong Zixian.

The eyes that were originally filled with desire, but because of Wen Ling's small movements, were stained with a slight smile.

Those thick colors are slowly fading away.

Happy Valentine's Day, little angels~