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984. Chapter 984 There is a kind of friendship called being cheap!

At that time, Si Ye Luming had actually walked to the gate of the courtyard, but suddenly he heard the sound of "Si Ye" behind his back. He was so damn it! He was like he was hit by a curse and stopped there again.

Damn! He actually called himself Si Ye? Do he know how long it took him to hear this title?

So at this moment, the old bandit Si Ye not only dissipated his anger, but also felt a sense of tears filling his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"I asked the Qingyu Dragon to summon you, it's really something to ask you for trouble."

"What's the matter?"

"Save me!"

Si Yeluming was completely stunned!

Save him?

He is asking him to save him?

At this moment, Si Ye Luming, who had been with Xiangyun Shuixie for nearly a hundred years, could not help but think that he had seen a ghost, because in his impression, the immortal, even when he was reborn and was worse than death, he had never heard him say such things.

Could it be... Lao Yuan's transformation?

After Si Ye Luming was moved, the next thing was usually much easier.

For example, now, Gu Lingsha was extremely speechlessly seeing that the two people who were still alive and dead just now, instantly sat opposite each other with their "lovely" eyes.

"How many days have you not taken a shower?" The only disharmonious one, when Young Master Feng saw his gray clothes, he habitually covered his mouth and nose.

In response to this, Si Ye Luming was not crazy: "I said Feng Wurao, you have been dead twice. Can't you die with this little bit of bad habit?

Master Feng shook his head: "I can't die, have you never heard of it? It's easy to change the country and nature, but it's hard to change it."

Si Yeluming smacked his lips: "Yes, your virtue is still the same as your last ten times of death. Tell me, you are so anxious and urged the insects on the Qingyu Dragon to call me. How serious is it to be?"

When he thought of the unbearable itching that he had been thousands of miles away last night, Si Ye Luming still couldn't breathe.

In response to this, Mr. Feng smiled faintly: "When I asked you to come, of course I was hopelessly hurt, otherwise I would have nothing to say to you."

Si Ye Luming didn't breathe and almost choked to death!

Damn! Is this still a human being? Xia Yingchun is something, and Zhong Wuyan is nothing. He thinks that Si Ye Luming is a rag, and he will come and leave when he summons him?

"Si Ye, I heard from Qingyu Jiaolong that I was not in Xiangyun Water Pavilion, and you were not in Xiangming Mountain all day long. Are you not used to it?" As if seeing through the mania of the man opposite, Feng Wurao looked down at the teacup in her hand and suddenly said this.

When Si Yeluming heard this, his old face turned red with shame: "Bao, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, ba

"That's good."

Unexpectedly, after hearing what he said, the man sitting opposite him, who was not very moved, said these three words lightly.

Hearing this, Si Yeluming was a little stunned and raised his head. When he saw the other party's slightly lowered face, a hint of joy appeared, for no reason, his heart beat in his heart: "Feng Wurao, what are you nervous about? If you have something to say, I hate your squeamish personality the most."

"hehe--"
Chapter completed!
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