"How can I give you some inspiration?" Zhuo Lingyan glanced at Meng Xing.
[1. Tell Zhuo Lingyan directly about the complete formation.]
[2. Let the other party massage his legs, shoulders, and loosen his muscles and bones. The time is half an hour.]
[3. Say to Zhuo Lingyan and Princess Yangping: "You all accompany me, eat, drink, and sleep!"]
Meng Xing: “…”
Third escort? I still want fourth escort. Where is the fifth escort? I want me to guide the Saint of Lei Zong and Princess Yangping? Cough cough! I think I have long lives, so I will guide them. There are two beautiful women with two senior sisters
Not enough? Be content in life.
As for pounding legs and rubbing shoulders, it is okay to ask the Saint of Lei Zong to give herself a massage. This is a treatment that no one can do.
This system has let me go again? I plan to upgrade my skills? Yes, I have reached the peak of the fourth level. The earth-level skills are no longer enough, and the heaven-level skills are needed.
Meng Xing immediately chose the second item, looking forward to the system reward technique.
"Press my legs and shoulders to relax, so that my inspiration will come. These days, I have been surrounded by more than a dozen fourth-grade masters, and my inspiration is almost overwhelmed by the inspiration.
It was consumed." Meng Xing opened his mouth and was fooling him.
"You really want me to massage your legs and shoulders?" Zhuo Lingyan rubbed his hands, gritting his teeth, and his tone was also whispering word by word, and the little fairy's temperament disappeared.
I am a dignified saint. How dare you threaten me? How dare you let me do the job of a maid?
Meng Xing felt a little numb. Judging from her appearance, she seemed to want to torture herself, but she had already spoken and the system had chosen it, so she naturally couldn't give up halfway.
By the way, I have to let the other party massage for half an hour. It’s a bit difficult to deal with this long. How can I delay it longer?
"Really, my back hurts these days, and I haven't even had a good sleep. If you beat my legs and shoulders, I will definitely be cured and inspiration will come." Meng Xing said nonsense.
It’s true that I haven’t had a good sleep. I can sleep well with two senior sisters with a tempting figure every day? I’m almost so angry that I’m bleeding.
"If you can't think of a complete formation, I'll see how I deal with you later!" Zhuo Lingyan said gritting his teeth.
Meng Xing deliberately pretended not to hear it and said, "Come quickly, don't be slap."
In order to make the formation, Zhuo Lingyan had to compromise, put his hands on his shoulders, and began to press them hard. Crack, the bones on Meng Xing's shoulders sounded brittle.
"Comfortable, comfortable! I feel my muscles and bones are loose." Meng Xing closed his eyes and lay on the chair, looking comfortable as if he was massaged in a nightclub.
"Sister Lingyan, your technique is good!" he praised.
"Yes! Well, I'll let you try my technique again!" Zhuo Lingyan was so angry that his chest was a little heaving and gritted his teeth, and then pressed it hard on his shoulder.
"Comfortable! Comfortable!" Meng Xing shouted.
Princess Yangping next to her was speechless. This guy usually looked gentle and polite, but why didn't he have any image at this time? His bookish temperament seemed to be gone.
Zhuo Lingyan was a little strange. She clearly pressed hard, why didn't this guy feel so painful, but instead looked comfortable?
I don't believe it, I can't cure you!
Zhuo Lingyan gritted his teeth, hoping to bite him, grabbed his shoulders on both sides, and beat him hard, and then clicked, and then another crisp sound.
"Ah! Ah! Comfortable!" Meng Xing shouted.
Princess Yangping frowned: "Can you not yell like a pig?"
"Your Highness Princess, you don't know. I'm comfortable calling, not a pig killer," Meng Xing said.
"You whisper, howling, it makes me feel uncomfortable." Princess Yangping said.
"Princess, if you are not in the mood to read, just ask a maid to give you a massage, it's really comfortable!" Meng Xing said.
"You treat me as a maid, right?" Zhuo Lingyan immediately looked straight.
"How could you be a maid? You are a pleasing little fairy." Meng Xing flattered.
"Hmph! Then why did you ask me to rub your shoulders and legs?"
"You are the master of formations. If you rub your shoulders and legs, you will pass on your inspiration to me, which will make me better think about how to make up for the incompleteness in the formation." Meng Xing said nonsense.
It's barely understood the truth.
Half an hour, the previous life was only an hour, and it took a long time. Alas! System, why did you give me so long? I tricked the Saint to rub my shoulders and legs and beat me. Is it easy for me? Is it okay to have less time? Meng
Xing complained in his heart.
Zhuo Lingyan squeezed his shoulder hard and said, "Is it comfortable?"
The four guards at the gate heard the sound vaguely and looked at each other.
Bai Rixuan - Is it lustful? It's still comfortable, don't stop? How long will it take? What if a guest comes to visit?
What is Meng Xing doing to the princess?
However, they have no right to interfere with the princess’s private affairs. If they know, they may lose their heads.
"Can't say it out!"
"I'm so envious! In addition to the princess, there is also a saint of Lei Zong, and Mr. Meng, who is really nothing. He actually dealt with both of them at the same time."
"Be careful with your words! Be careful with your words! If the princess knows, you will definitely be killed in the head!"
...
"There are still legs that don't beat, don't just rub your shoulders." Meng Xing said. The options prompted by the system must be done.
As he said that, his legs were resting on the chair Zhuo Lingyan was sitting on.
Zhuo Lingyan had no hatred in his heart. He really wanted to break his legs, but for the sake of that powerful ancient formation, he had to endure it.
She has been studying it for many days, but she has not done it at all, so she can only pin her hope on Meng Xing.
"Bang!" Zhuo Lingyan suddenly punched her small fists.
"Hey! Hey! Are you trying to murder your husband? You almost broke my legs." Meng Xing said.
"What did you say?" Zhuo Lingyan stared at him.
"No, no! Slip! Slip! Slip! Slip! You are gentler." Meng Xing smiled embarrassedly.
After saying it easy, he actually said all his "family" out.
"Comfortable! Comfortable! Don't stop! Is this right? Be gentler." Meng Xing started screaming again.
"Meng Xing, if you shout here again, I will drive you out." Princess Yangping could no longer bear it.
"Princess, I'm inspired and remembered a poem. Do you want to listen to it?" Meng Xing knew her hobby, so he threw out a poem and demolished the hall. The princess would definitely not say anything.
"What poem?" Princess Yangping was immediately attracted.
"I said, you write."
"Okay! I'll grind the ink, you can wait a moment."
At this time, Meng Xing shouted a few more times. Princess Yangping just glanced at him and said nothing.
Soon after he got the ink, Princess Yangping said, "Tell me."
Meng Xing then threw out the poem about the Qingyu case that coaxed Senior Sister Liu. Anyway, Princess Yangping didn't know when he wrote it.
"The east wind blooms flowers and thousands of trees at night...the lights are dim."
As soon as this poem was released, Princess Yangping was shocked. Even Zhuo Lingyan beat his legs gently and listened to him finish reading.
A ray of light appeared in the eyes of the two stunning women.
"This word is really good! Compared with the poems written by students from Qingfeng College and Imperial College, it is a very different story." Princess Yangping said.