Walking back to the house, Lu Fan felt a little sad.

The joy of coming to the capital was washed away at this moment.

Push open the door, and Lu fan is ready to have a good rest. These things can only be seen step by step.

Just pushed the door open, suddenly, Lu fan saw the thirteen injured and fell to the ground beside the door.

Immediately, Lu Fan pulled out the sword without a front behind him.

"Lu fan, don't be nervous, it's me."

suddenly, the whole room is as bright as day.

When she saw the figure of dancing spirit, she threw up a bead gently, and then the bead floated in the air. The soft light illuminated everything around.

"You hurt thirteen," Lu fan asked, twisting his eyebrows.

Wukong Ling said calmly: "this is his name. When did you find a demon cultivator to work as a valet, or you are really possessed now. Don't worry, I just sealed him. I want to wait for you in the house, but this guy is like a stone, he can't get in, so I have to throw him away first. "

Lu Fan put his hand on thirteen's shoulder, and felt that thirteen's internal strength was just sealed by a special vigorous force, which didn't hurt much, so he was slightly relieved.

As soon as vigorous Qi rushed, Lu Fan untied the thirteen seals.

At once, thirteen glared at the dancing spirit. But he was still standing behind Lu Fan and did not draw his sword directly.

Lu Fan said to shisan, "shisan, go outside and guard, don't let others in."

shisan nodded slightly, strode out, and closed the door gently by the way.

"You're really a follower. It's better to find such a demon monk as a servant. Lu fan, how are you this year? What are you doing in the capital city? Are you going to play or do you want to do business? "

Wukong Ling suddenly unties his veil, reveals his true face and looks at Lu Fan Dao.

That beautiful face, not because a year more wrinkles and so on. On the contrary, it seems more mature, holy and gorgeous.

Lu fan pulls a chair and sits opposite Wu Qiling.

Lightly, Lu Fan said: "I'm here to participate in the selection. As for you, Miss Wukong Ling, do you have another task or do you want to have fun? "

"It's not easy to say. It's not good to say. It's not good to say."

Lu Fandao: "since you don't want to tell me anything. What are you doing here? You don't want to tell me about the past. "

Wukong spirit way: "nature has a purpose. Lu fan, did you think about me? "Br >

Lu Fan was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that Wukong spirit would ask such a question.

Hearing this, his mind involuntarily jumped out of Donghua City, Lu Fu, that passionate night.

Seeing Lu Fan stupefied, he smiled like a silver bell.

"It seems you miss me. Unfortunately, I can't be with you. Who let us not be all the way? "Br >

the dancing spirit swayed and walked slowly to the back of Lu Fan.

A pair of small hands, suddenly pressed on Lu Fan's shoulder, even gently massage Lu Fan.

Her strength is not light or heavy. It's very comfortable. In particular, the fragrance from her is even more exciting.

"Lu fan, since you have come to the capital. Many things, I will tell you in advance. Can you promise me not to talk about us? Nobody. If it's a secret, it's OK. "

Wukong spirit's slightly imploring way.

Lu Fan heard her words, but felt inexplicably angry.

How can I hear this familiar. Some memories suddenly come to mind.

Lu Fan remembered, when he was still a ignorant young man, Zhang Yuehan once told him such a thing, the same, almost no difference.

At that time, Lu Fan's face was quite dark.

He gently pushed away the dancing hand and said, "don't let me talk. Just because I'm afraid I'm going to hinder you from getting along with that won Ning, Wukong changed her face slightly and took back her hand and said, "you should be willing to think so. That's right. "

Lu Fan felt that the fire in his chest was more powerful and said: "don't worry. I won't say anything. Including the fact that you are a demon cultivator, I will not say it. As for you and me, as you said, I hope we don't see each other again in the future. "

Wukong Ling's face became ugly. Although it was like this, her face was still beautiful.

Slowly, Wukong spirit put on her veil again at the moment. Looking at Lu fan, he said: "this is the best way. Lu fan, I have my business and you have yours. I hope you don't stand in my way. "

Lu Fan said nothing. He waved his right hand to show that Wu Qiling could go out.

Wukong spirit seems to be a little angry. She stomps her feet and walks to the door.

When he was about to walk out of the room, Wu Kongling turned to Lu Fandao and said, "it's better to miss each other than to meet."

Lu Fan calmly said, "I don't need to see you again in memory."

Wukong Ling stepped out. At the gate of the gate, I saw the dancing spirit come out and press the palm of my hand directly on the sword.

Wukong spirit glanced at thirteen eyes and said: "you are like your master. You are all a stone. The stone in the thatch pit is smelly and hard."

after that, Wukong spirit waved it out with one hand. Thirteen was directly photographed and hit the ground heavily.

With a cold hum, the dancing spirit disappeared.

Lu Fan came out directly from the door and said in a deep voice, "this evil woman,"

13. She got up with difficulty and was full of depression.

He's calling for two fights a day.

Lu Fan took out a handful of pills and gave them to XIII, saying: "let's heal the wound. Next time I see her again, you can do it directly. "

Thirteen heavy nodded, took the pill.

Lying on Lu Fan's shoulder, Xiao Hei is slowly shaking his head and sighing, as if to say, "why is this necessary?"

Turning back into the room, Lu Fan reached out and took off the beads in the room.

He wanted to crush one of them, but after holding it for a long time, he didn't really crush it.

Let go of his hands, Lu Fan sat on the bed in a bad mood and began to practice.

On the other side, the dancing spirit from Lu Fan's house returned to his house.

It's obvious that the dancing room is much bigger, and it's a loft with two floors up and down.

Just came in, Wukong Ling saw a dark shadow waiting for her.

"Empty spirit, so late, where have you been?" the black shadow said hoarsely.

Wukong Ling bowed slightly and said, "deal with some private affairs."

"Have you handled it?"

"it's finished."

"It won't delay business."

"absolutely not."

the black shadow nodded: "that's good. Tomorrow, I will arrange you to see tianqingyang of Tianjia. You should perform better. You'd better fascinate him."

Dancing is ethereal and soft.

"I will finish the task."