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When Yang Ling heard the system's beep, he was stunned.
"Special bond? What special bond?"
Who told me what's going on?
He looked at Fustleya with a shocked face. Fustleya was much calmer at the moment. She chuckled and said, "Fellow Taoist, why are you looking at me like that?"
"Um¡¡"
Yang Ling said honestly: "The girl is very much like a friend of mine."
"friend?"
Fustorea said dissatisfiedly: "Are they just friends? Nothing more?"
"has a problem!"
"There is definitely something wrong with this fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. She must know her relationship with Xiao Longnu."
With this in mind, Yang Ling said, "Girl, since you said that, I'm sorry, but do you recognize a woman named Long Ruying?"
"do not know."
Fustorea answered simply, but her eyes were obviously evasive. Good guy, this little girl is not very good at lying.
Yang Ling's face looked even weirder, while Mo Xiyan beside him said strangely: "Long Ruying? I seem to have heard this name somewhere"
Then she remembered something and said with a half-smile: "Brother Yang, you said you have a reason to come. Could it be that you want to meet this fellow Taoist?"
Before Yang Ling could speak, Fustorea hummed softly: "He just came to see me, can't he?"
"well?"
As soon as these words came out, several people were stunned again, but they saw Fustorea taking a few steps forward and standing between Yang Ling and Mo Xiyan, humming: "Wild woman, stay away from him!"
¡°Wild, wild woman?!¡±
"Who are you talking about!"
Mo Xiyan¡¯s forehead throbbed with veins, but Fustorea said matter-of-factly: ¡°I¡¯m talking about you!¡±
"You Samsara Sect members are all little prodigal hoofs!"
Seeing Yang Ling, Mo Xiyan and Yang Xiaoxuan looking at her with wide eyes, Fustoraya realized that she had said the wrong thing and hurriedly covered her mouth, then hummed softly: "I mean anyone who comes close to me anyone who comes close to me The women in Yangling are all sluts!"
Weird!
It¡¯s so weird!
This time, not only was Yang Ling feeling weirder and weirder, but Mo Xiyan also had a strange expression on his face.
She frowned and said: "First of all, our Samsara Sect does have some prodigal hoofs, but they are only part of them, not all of them!"
"Second, did I say that I am from the Samsara Sect?"
"Third, why do you know that Fellow Daoist Yang is called Yang Ling?"
"Well¡¡"
There was a look of embarrassment on Fustorea's pretty little face, but she used the best trick of a beauty, pretending to be stupid.
She giggled and said, "I know a lot about astronomy and geography. I can figure out your identities with just a few fingers. How about that!"
"If you believe you, you will be a ghost."
Yang Ling and others made it clear that they did not believe her, but this woman was highly skilled and seemed to have no ill intentions, so it was unreasonable to attack her.
In addition, Yang Ling felt a kind of intimacy towards her for no reason, which was a feeling that he could not explain.
Since the girl doesn¡¯t want to say anything, he can only check it out himself. The little girl seems to be quite innocent and cute, so it shouldn¡¯t be difficult to check it out.
Now one thing can be confirmed, she is definitely closely related to Xiao Longnu!
Thinking of this, Yang Ling looked at the two demon crocodiles standing far behind him, daring not to approach, and said with a smile: "Girl, these two are your men, right?"
"Did you give the female devil crocodile the scales on her neck?"
Fustorea looked at the two of them, with a playful smile in her eyes.
"Yes, I prefer reptiles. As for those dragon scales"
"I picked it up!"
After saying that, he suddenly took Yang Ling's arm and chuckled: "Stop talking about this, Yang Ling, can you cook for me?"
"ha?"
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Everyone looked at this woman more and more strangely, Yang Ling said with a smile: "Girl, it seems that I am the guest, why do I have to cook for you?"
"Why?"
Hearing this, Fustorea pouted and whispered, "Because you owe me."
"owe you?"
"What do I owe you?"
Yang Ling is really confused.But Fustorea refused: "I need you to cook it for me! Otherwise"
¡°Otherwise, people will ignore you!¡±
What and what!
Yang Ling was speechless for a moment as he looked at this arrogant blond girl, while Mo Xiyan said angrily: "Brother Yang, it seems that this girl likes you very much."
¡°Sister Xiaoxuan and I won¡¯t bother you, let¡¯s walk around first¡¡±
Yang Xiaoxuan also bowed slightly to Yang Ling, and then left the living room with Mo Xiyan.
"I hope you know each other."
Fustorea showed no hospitality at all, and said to the beautiful middle-aged woman at the door: "Yilin, accompany the two girls for a walk, and take these two stupid devil crocodiles down with you."
"It'sMaster."
The beautiful middle-aged woman named Yilin glanced at Yang Ling curiously, then left with the two devil crocodiles.
?Looking at the relief on the two devil crocodiles, it seems that they don¡¯t have to die
Fustorea giggled and took Yang Ling's hand: "Let's go, I'll take you to the kitchen!"
Yang Ling had no choice but to bite the bullet in order to find out who this little girl was.
A moment later, there was a restaurant in the palace.
Looking at the girl sitting at the table eating noodles, Yang Ling felt more and more that Fustorea looked like the little dragon girl.
The way she eats is almost the same as the one she eats, and she doesn¡¯t know if it¡¯s an illusion, but Yang Ling feels that this little girl looks a bit like herself, especially her nose, which is really similar
¡°Ah, it¡¯s so delicious!¡±
"Ding, you fulfilled Fustorea's wish to eat noodles cooked by you, and the wish value is +1."
Fustorea put down the bowl with satisfaction and giggled: "Can you cook for me every day from now on?"
Yang Ling said seriously: "Let's not talk about this for now, Leya, it's just the two of us here, let's talk about it, who are you?"
Leya blushed, but hummed softly: "I won't tell you!"
"Anyway, I am a woman who is owed by you!"
Yang Ling is not a good-tempered person. He said angrily: "Is this the first time we have met? Why do I owe you?"
"Let's be honest, I have been reincarnated and am no longer the same person in my previous life! Don't blame me for everything!"
"Previous life?"
Leya said angrily: "Who said it has anything to do with your previous life?"
¡°Anyway, you owe me, you bad guy, you¡¯re such a playboy!¡±
"you!"
Yang Ling raised his hand and was about to slap the little girl who spoke openly, but as soon as he made a move, Leya screamed and ran away. She stood not far away and said pitifully: "I don't dare to talk back anymore." ¡¡do not hit me."
Yang Ling was speechless that a great monk who was at the peak of his innate ability did such a thing.
This aggrieved little expression is just like that of a little girl who was scolded by her elders.
"Wait, little girl, elder?"
There was a flash of light in Yang Ling's mind, and there was a strange look in his eyes when he looked at Leya.
He seemed to have vaguely thought of a possibility (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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