"Caidie, are you saying something? I know you are here, and you open it. It's nothing, we won't blame you for it... It's updated so quickly." Wushuang's tone was very gentle. He used to scold her, but recently Wushuang has become more and more polite to her, and even had a little tenderness in his tone, but he himself did not notice this change.

"Cai..." He stopped shouting, because the familiar fragrance had floated from behind, and the slippery little hand walked around his neck and strong chest and gently stroked his face.

"Damn girl, don't run away in the future. After all, this is not our Dong family. There is a forbidden area in the Wala Mansion. It's too rude to be so 'chaos'. Fortunately, there was no 'chaos'." Wushuang grabbed her slippery little hand and did not let go.

"Are you wearing too little clothes? I just said that you don't believe me if you wear more clothes, so you should be kind and not warm, right? Look, your hands are so cold? You can't take good care of yourself, and you're always twitching around me." Wushuang's attitude towards her is really changing little by little, and maybe she has more words to her than Ma Ya.

Wushuang turned her head and Lan Caidian was surrounded by him behind him. The distance between them was so close in the darkness. When she turned around, she could even clearly smell the fragrance exhaled from her mouth. Her soft hair was slutty and moved Wushuang's neck. Her forehead was against Wushuang's mouth, very close. She didn't say anything, but just stood there quietly and looked at Wushuang.

"Are you stupid? Why don't you talk? Come and tell me, are you causing trouble? It's okay, I'm there, Professor Bayala is embarrassed to scold you. Let's go, follow me downstairs, this is the forbidden area of ​​Wala Mansion." Wushuang grabbed Lan Caidie's little hand and was about to walk downstairs.

The blue colored butterfly did not move.

"Hiss..." Wushuang frowned. He was not a blue colored butterfly. His little fox was not so easy to mess with.

He did not let go, and stood on Caidie's Qianying's back for a while without saying a word.

"Gemini, how about it upstairs? Have you found Miss Caidie? It's not suitable to stay here for a long time! We still have something to do!" Professor Bayala shouted downstairs.

"Ah, I know, Professor, we are fine, 'very good', please go out first. I don't ask you to come in and don't come in. I have some trivial matters." Although Wushuang was not sure what the problem was with this colorful butterfly, Caidie was too abnormal today, and it should be related to the pot of the monster "flower". But what is certain is that this is the blue colorful butterfly, and everything else can be copied. Only one person's breath can never be copied. The breath is like a person's soul. No matter how you pretend to be, it will never be him.

"Caidie, don't be afraid, read with me!" Wushuang tried to calm his tone. During this process, he never looked back at Lan Caidie's face.

"The heaven and earth have righteous energy, and they are mixed with manifolds. The lower part is the river and the upper part is the sun and the upper part is the sun and the others are called Haoran, and the vastness of the Cangming..." He shouted out Wen Tianxiang's righteous spirit song loudly, and recited it with colorful butterflies, hoping to use the righteous spirit song to suppress the evil spirit of the demon "flower".

Professor Bayala downstairs did not go far, and the old man was also an experienced person. Although he was a science-watching atheist in the hospital, his identity is different now. He is the leader of the Hezhe people and the inheritor of the Bayala clan. Some things are better trustworthy than trustless. When he heard Wushuang recite the song of righteousness loudly, he immediately understood what was going on.

"Heaven...Heaven...there are...right..." Caidie's speech speed was very slow and her tone was very strange. She was now in a state of 'sophistication' paralysis. She inhaled too much 'flower' powder, but she subconsciously recognized him, whom she always loved forever, and she wanted to recite it, but now her speech was not clear at all and she was very slow.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm always by your side, don't be afraid, I'm there." Wushuang comforted her. Every time she encountered danger, she was by her side. Even if she was in a sea of ​​swords and mountains, fires and seas, Lan Caidie had never left Wushuang. No matter what happened, even if she had no support from her family, Lan Caidie was still standing on his side as always. Now it's time for him to contribute to her.

"Heaven and earth... have... have righteousness..." She couldn't speak clearly, and every word she spit out was not standard.

She couldn't continue and her body was numb. She leaned forward and leaned forward on Wushuang. Wushuang quickly turned her hand and carried her into her arms, using her body temperature to keep her warm. She was too cold and the yin energy had already penetrated into her bones and blood.

Wushuang gently stroked her little face with her hands to give her confidence and comfort her. He found that a warm liquid oozed out of her eyes, which were hot tears. Lan Caidian was very clear about her consciousness, and she was moved by the young master's current tenderness.

He turned around and looked at the angle that faced the room opposite. There were various Buddhist scriptures displayed. At this time, he found that there seemed to be someone standing in front of the ancient table with inkstones and ink treasures. The man didn't know whether it was a man or a "female". The light in the room was too dark and the shadows were so bright that he couldn't see anything clearly.

Wushuang patted Caidie's brain and comforted her, helped her to the entrance of the stairs, and sat down first by leaning on the stairs. Then he turned around and pulled out the dagger, touched the loose stubble on his chin, narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were "exposed" with fierce light.

"God-sick beast! Come out!" He forced himself to the opposite study step by step and picked up a blue-flowered porcelain bottle from the shelf.

The man was unmoved and still leaned against the table without moving. Could it be that the pot of mandala "flowers" have become "spices"? I have been very eye-opening today. I have seen the "flowers" become "spices" for the first time! But no matter what it is, if you hurt Caidian, you will definitely not forgive me!

Wushuang is very smart. The light in the room is too dark now. If this guy really has a mandala "flower" into a "sophistication", the "yin" energy in his body must be very heavy. He will not have any benefits to dealing with him here. He stood at the door, stared at the black shadow, then glanced at the corner of his eyes at the window as the location, and threw out the blue "flower" porcelain bottle from the ground.

With a click, the bottle fell on the rotten wooden window frame and broke it. The habitual "sex" directly pushed open the two windows. Suddenly, the dusty sunlight from outside poured in, and the room was illuminated.

The room was filled with quaint dust, and more than twenty bookshelfs were listed on almost all Buddhist scriptures and ancient books. In the middle of the room was a desk, and the four treasures of the study were placed on the table. The brush was placed on the rice paper. The ink was not dry yet, and it seemed that it had just been used. There was nothing in front of the table, and the figure Wushuang had just seen disappeared out of thin air.

"Ah!!!!" Lan Caidie shouted, rolling and crawling desperately, looking for the coldest corner in the room, shrinking into a ball and trembling all over. She is now very sensitive to yang energy.
Chapter completed!