The mountain spirit is not a bad person by nature, otherwise Feng Ling would not have kindly reminded her.
But Shan Mei scoffed, "Humph, you humans are evil, you just tricked me into leaving Yun Lang.
I'm not stupid. As long as we use less of that and have my magic power to protect us, Yunlang will be fine. "At most, he'll be a little weaker, and his luck a little worse..."
Feng Ling rolled her eyes, "How can you, a centuries-old spirit, still be so naive? Males live by food, and having sex seven times a night is normal for humans. Is your little lover that weak?"
If he's not satisfied with you, he'll definitely look for another woman. You know, it's normal for humans to have three or four wives, but that's different from us cultivators."
It's a pity that she has been single for two lifetimes, and now she has to be a relationship expert. It's so embarrassing.
Feng Ling just exaggerated the story to scare away the monster and preserve her hundreds of years of practice.
But Shan Mei got furious and showed her long nails, "What did you say? You actually want to be Yunlang's concubine?" You're looking for death!
Throw! Feng Ling threw the watermelon peel away and rolled up his sleeves rudely, "You've been practicing for hundreds of years and still can't understand human language, right?
Who wants to be a concubine to a second-hand person? I'm a great wizard, and I want to be a fairy in the future. How could I possibly share a cucumber with someone else?!
Who are you looking down on? Want to fight? "A spirit is accustomed to taking things out of context, and will never listen to what others say unless she is taught a lesson.
Shan Mei was confused. What does "second-hand goods?" mean?
"Isn't it? Haven't you used Liu Yun's cucumber?" Feng Ling didn't believe it. She could feel the same breath from both of them.
"Little cucumber?" What was that? Had she used it before? Shan Mei racked her brains.
"Isn't it? With Liu Yun's small body, his..."
"Buzz~Bang!" A thick piece of wood appeared out of nowhere and directly inserted into the soil beside Feng Ling, immediately causing dust to fly.
Feng Ling and Shan Mei were startled at the same time, jumped away and turned to look.
Damn! Why is he here? Feng Ling felt a little guilty for some reason.
"Do you want to see my cucumber?" Huo Jinxing put his hands behind his back, his face so dark that ink seemed to be dripping out.
Look at this woman's lewd words. She's actually discussing a man's cucumber with a love monster?!
"Puff, cough, cough!!!" Feng Ling's face turned red from choking, and he quickly hid behind Shan Mei, feeling like he was caught doing something bad.
"You, you, you...why, why are you here?" He even eavesdropped on their conversation. How uncultured!
"What? I can't be here?" If he hadn't come, how would he know that this woman had a habit of discussing men's cucumbers and wanted to make a living by eating and drinking sex.
"No, no, you were eavesdropping on our conversation!" Feng Ling quickly accused.
"Oh? What did you say that is unpleasant to hear? Tell me again, I want to hear it, openly and honestly." Huo Jinxing kept getting closer.
Feng Ling panicked and wished he could shrink into the ground and pull Shan Mei forward.
Shan Mei was also panicked. "Why did you push me? Aren't you a wizard? Why are you afraid of him?"
But she was also afraid! This man exuded a strong murderous aura, as if he could destroy all living things with a single wave of his hand.
He appeared in the mountains and forests several times, and the mountain spirits would take a detour and stay away from him every time they saw him.
Eh? Yeah! What am I afraid of? Why am I hiding? It's just a matter of sleeping together. What's so shameful about that? So stupid!
Feng Ling's eyes widened, and she glared at Huo Jinxing fiercely, the heat on her face still not subsiding, "Why should I tell you, humph!"
"If you don't want to say it, then you want to use it directly?" Huo Jinxing said lazily, raising his hand to undress, like a cheetah that had just awakened, ready to wait for an opportunity to move.
Whoosh! Feng Ling's face, which had just cooled down, became hot again like a cooked shrimp. He was furious and said, "Who wants to use it?! I'm not horny, so don't spit at me."
"Oh? I saw that you were quite happy last time. Are you not brave enough to take responsibility for what you have done?" Huo Jinxing walked slowly to Feng Ling, staring down at the little woman in front of him.
"Last time, wasn't that a detoxification? I had no choice. Besides, we were detoxifying each other, and you also benefited from it."
So we can't blame her alone, okay? She's not at fault.
"Ha! Benefits?" This was the first time someone dared to use him as an antidote. This woman was truly bold.
Huo Jinxing reached out and pinched Feng Ling's chin, his deep eyes seemed to want to rub Feng Ling into his bones.
Feng Ling's heart was pounding as she was forced to look into the man's cold eyes.
But suddenly, she let out a cry of "Wow!" and slapped Huo Jinxing's hand fiercely, sobbing.
It's not fear, it's grievance.
"Wuwu... Do you think I'm willing..." She escaped death and had to accept someone else's broken body after traveling through time. She must feel wronged, okay?
She had accumulated merits in her previous life, and this is how God treated her? It's unfair.
But it is better to live a miserable life than to die, and Sheng Ling’s sacrifice cannot be in vain. If it is not a matter of life and death, who can overcome the barrier in his heart in the wilderness with a strange man named London?
You know, what girl doesn't yearn for love, to find a compatible husband for her, to spend her life together...
In her previous life, Feng Ling practiced hard to protect her country. She had planned to retire after earning enough merits, find a beautiful place, find a man, have one or two children, and live an ordinary happy life.
But, but now, she is not qualified!
In order to survive, the body is unclean and there is no right to pursue happiness. People only know the mystery and power of witches, but who knows that their thoughts are the same as their traditions?
Feng Ling's previous calmness was all pretense. Once she peeled off that disguise, she was actually just a little girl.
Huo Jinxing's hand was burned by Feng Ling's sudden tears, and he felt panic inexplicably, "Why are you crying?"
In the past, anyone who dared to offend him would have been torn to pieces.
But until now, he hasn't done anything to Feng Ling, okay? Woman...
"You are still mean to me?!" Feng Ling accused Huo Jinxing with red eyes, as if he had done something unforgivable.
Violent? Wasn't she the one who hit him? How come he was the one who was violent? Huo Jinxing's face was frozen, his eyes full of disbelief. Was this woman being rude to him?
"Wuwu...you bullied me...wuwu..." The price of rebirth was too high. He was unfamiliar with the place and even the Holy Bell was silent. Feng Ling felt particularly lonely for a moment and was filled with confusion.
The muscles in Huo Jinxing's forehead were throbbing. He finally experienced how unreasonable women could be. In the past, who dared to act rudely in front of him?
Forget it, Huo Jinxing closed his eyes, "Okay, I was wrong." He really didn't want to see this woman's tears. She was already ugly, and if she cried again, she would be even more unbearable to look at.
This woman is actually more suitable for being arrogant and domineering, just like how she bit off the enemy's arm and hung the relatives who were looking for trouble on the tree.
However, Feng Ling's face froze. "Come on, if you admit your mistake, how can she continue to be unreasonable?" She had only vented half of her anger. It was very uncomfortable. She had no sense of public morality.
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