Uncle is Up

Bei Yinuan, whose heart was filled with joy, remained silent and silently rejected her.

With a Neptune character like Wanri, she won't give up until she gets her target, and will even keep chasing the target until it falls into her pond.

Maybe she didn't have that kind of intention towards Bei Yinuan, it was just because Bei Yinuan was Wang Yuesa's junior brother and she just wanted to tease him, but Bei Yinuan had many ways to make her follow her and even help her find Wang Yuesa.

Bei Yinuan dodged away before she could touch him. As the saying goes, what you can't get is the best, and what you can't touch is the most exciting.

She hides, rubs against the sun again, hides and rubs against again. The two of them turned around a square wooden table until the waiter served them wine and food.

"Junior brother, come on, come on, try this special dish."

Wanri diligently gave Bei Yinuan chopsticks to pick up the dishes, and introduced her the names of the dishes and how to make them one by one.

Bei Yinuan showed no interest in it, but he couldn't resist her kindness and reluctantly took a bite after her introduction.

Wanri had a smile on her lips. She was familiar with Bei Yinuan, a decent, pure and gentle young man.

It's not like she hasn't encountered such a pure, gentle and gentle gentleman before, but no matter how tough he is, wouldn't he fall into her hands?

But it’s also warm in the north...

She glanced at the Qianqian Junzi next to her with her narrow eyes, and chuckled. This was Mochizuki Sand's junior brother after all. She didn't know how to do anything, but she still knew when enough was enough.

She had a beautiful idea, but she had to ask Hai Bei Yi Nuan Wang Da, who had more means than her, to agree to let her leave.

Jue Lingdi didn't care whether she was really along the way, but at this moment she needed to go with Benri, and it was best to bring Mochizuki Sand with her.

After lunch, Wanri took a walk around Zhoupucheng on the pretext of taking her to find Mochizuki Sand.

The scenery in Zhoupu City is not very good. In the world of cultivation, which is as beautiful as a fairyland, it is like a garbage dump.

But the population of this city is several times larger than that of ordinary big cities. The reason is simply that there is a lot of freedom here. You can fight if you want, and kill if you want to steal treasures. In short, it is very chaotic and there is no order at all. That's it. It attracted countless people to come.

Some serious monks just couldn't find a place to stay around and came here to spend the night, or came in to find supplies.

Wanri's beauty was a nuisance in the bandit-ridden Zhoupu City. Following her, Bei Yinuan blocked several waves of people who teased and even tried to rob her.

After kicking a middle-aged monk in the chest, causing the middle-aged monk to crash into several walls, Bei Yinuan expressionlessly sheathed the low-level spiritual sword in his hand.

Such movements did not attract the attention of the people around them. Fights like this happened every day in this city. The monks were used to it. As long as no one died, it was not a big deal, and if someone died, it was not a big deal either.

"Wow, my junior brother is so awesome!"

Wan Ri's compliment was so perfunctory and fake that Bei Yinuan, who wanted to pretend to be expressionless, no longer had to pretend to be expressionless and was left speechless.

Wan Ri's acting skills are not good, I have to learn from her.

"Miss Wanri, should you take me to find my senior sister now?" Bei Yinuan looked back and frowned at her: "If you don't find her, I will set off for Jueling Land immediately. I am pressed for time, please don't waste my time. "

Her words were half-true and half-false, and her tone made Wanri unable to tell anything was wrong.

Wanri saw that he had teased the person enough, so he quickly straightened up. If he teased the person too harshly, it would be counterproductive.

"Okay" Wanri twisted her waist and walked step by step towards the outside of the city: "Then let's set off"

The degree of her waist twist is neither too big nor too small, just the right amount, which is not exaggerated and makes people unable to take their eyes away.

When she walked around, the Aifu bells she wore on her limbs made no sound at all, like dumbbells.

Although the monks in the streets of Zhoupucheng coveted Wanri's beauty, they did not dare to come forward at all. The young master next to her did not look like a good person.

"Who are you?"

On the way, Bei Yinuan followed her and asked softly.

In fact, Wanri doesn't need to tell her what her identity is, she knows it, but when acting, she has to act the whole way, right?

"Hey, I thought my junior brother had forgotten this."

Wanri sent an exaggerated but extremely beautiful flying lotus flower.

Bei Yinuan put his two fingers together, unsheathed the spirit sword and flew around her. She then flew up and stepped on the spirit sword, following Wanri not too far away.

Wanri lay on his side on the Lotus Flying Magic Artifact, his cherry-red lips pursed a seductive smile: "I am an evil cultivator~ Junior brother, are you afraid?"

After hearing this, Bei Yinuan just glanced at her smiling face, and said with a high-spirited and upright expression: "It's just different factions. They are all monks in essence. Each has its own way of cultivation. I don't hate it, but I don't want to have a close friendship either."

Wanri's eyes were glazed over for a moment, and her eyebrows curled up: "You are exactly what that old lady Mochizukisha said, you are worthy of being a senior sister and brother."

"Yeah"

Bei Yinuan's sword reached full speed and deliberately kept a fairly safe distance from her.

Wanri didn't make any statement, didn't even tease her along the way, but quietly took her flying for two days and stopped at Jianwu Mountain.

"The old ladies are in there."

Wanri lay lazily on the flying magic weapon and stopped moving. He pointed at the smoky mountain with his slender finger and glanced at Bei Yinuan, with that playful expression on his face again.

"Thank you Miss Wanri for leading the way. That's it..."

"Hey!" Wanri raised his hand to interrupt her: "Who said I was leaving?"

Bei Yinuan, who had known she would say that, pretended to be puzzled: "What does Miss Wanri mean?"

"Little junior brother, don't you? You don't think that I want to go to Jueling Land just for talk, do you?"

The red embroidered shoes stepped on the soft grass, and the white mist rolled down from Jianwu Mountain and covered her calves. She swayed close to Bei Yinuan, and her graceful back made her endlessly reverie.

"Miss Wanri, seeing that Wushan's view is blocked, I might not be able to take care of you." Bei Yinuan had a cold face, full of displeasure and resistance.

Wanting to refuse, Bei Yinuan was playing with this, and Wanri also said in her imagination: "You do look down on me. My cultivation level is much higher than yours. It's not certain who protects whom." "

Wanri took out a fire spirit whip and put it on his waist, then entered Jianwu Mountain one step ahead of her.

Bei Yinuan's eyes were smiling from behind, and she licked her pink lips with her pink tongue. She replaced the low-level spiritual sword in her hand with the Devouring Candle and quickly chased after him.

Jianwu Mountain is covered with white mist, and the visibility is only fifty centimeters to the side. Beyond this range, the only way to identify the location of your companions is by sound.

The spirit beasts in Jianwu Mountain are used to this kind of visibility, and their eyesight is much better than theirs. Therefore, in Jianwu Mountain, you never know what is attacking you, nor do you know whether the thing one meter away from you is a person or something. The beast may not be a living creature at all.

Wan Ri also took the opportunity to use Bai Wu as an excuse to hold hands with Bei Yinuan, squeezing hers restlessly.

Bei Yinuan wasn't angry either. After finding Mochizukisha, her true face would be exposed anyway, so having her hands touched should be regarded as an apology to her.