It Was The Fairy Sister

"..."

Ning Xiaotian squinted at Qian Renxue for 1.5 seconds, seemed to understand, and said quietly: "The first fish is the fish for fishing, and the second is for fishing with fishing gear, referring to the fishing rod. , fishing nets and these tools."

"Humph! I know..."

Qian Renxue tilted her head arrogantly, and quickly put the book into the soul tool.

"Senior Brother Qinghe, it's time to go to bed!"

Ning Xiaotian slapped the quilt again, and said with a sleepy eye, after roasting fish all night, he was really sleepy.

"I'm sleeping inside..."

After saying that, Qian Renxue climbed onto the bed, moved to the innermost position, and said again,

"I have a habit of cleanliness, you sleep outside, don't come near me."

"Whatever! A big man, So hypocritical..."

Ning Xiaotian muttered and moved closer to the edge of the bed, and lay down on his own.

"If you dare to lean over, I'll kick you out!"

Qian Renxue pulled over the quilt, lay down slowly, and gritted her teeth.

Ning Xiaotian turned over and ignored her.

...

"Junior brother, are you asleep?"

"Don't make trouble..."

"..."

"Junior brother?"

"Why? You're hitting me!"

"Ning Xiaotian!"

Qian Ren Snow was stunned, silver teeth rattling.

"Take your stinky feet away, I heard."

Ning Xiaotian snorted angrily, and said unhappily,

"If you have something to say, I'm sleepy!"

"Junior Brother, Poison Douluo's spirit seems to have evolved?

I don't know. What's the reason?"

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and said softly.

"That's the second gift I prepared for the Spirit Hall. It's a personal opportunity. Whether it can be matched depends on luck. You will know when I go to the Spirit Hall next time."

Ning Xiaotian said lightly.

"Also, if you can replace Xue Qinghe, you must also be a goose-type martial spirit. It's no fun! If your martial spirit is of the fire attribute, it is possible to go further..."

After speaking, Ning Xiaotian covered the quilt and ignored it. she.

"You're the goose, your whole family is a goose..."

Qian Renxue cursed in her heart, and she saw Ning Xiaotian's breathing gradually calming down, then she glared at him again, pulled up the quilt, and turned around to cover her head. Do not speak, secretly speculate.

"The current martial spirit of Dugu Bo seems to be of the cold attribute. It seems that the remaining treasures are only suitable for the fire attribute martial spirit, and there is no suitable candidate in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, so he chose to give it to the Spirit Hall."

Qian Ren Snow dark road.

And my six-winged angel spirit also has the fire attribute... Qian Renxue's eyes flickered,

"The Wuhun Hall now has a fire attribute spirit, Yan, who is Ning Xiaotian's friend, as well as Flame Eagle Douluo. .."

It seems that she doesn't reveal her identity, regardless of friendship or strength, it's not my turn, I can't grab it...

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue felt annoyed in her heart and frowned.

It wasn't long before Poison Douluo was promoted to a title, but his combat power far surpassed that of an ordinary titled Douluo.

Thinking that the treasure in Ning Xiaotian's hands would greatly improve his fire-type spirit, she also wanted to get it.

Ning Xiaotian's next visit to the Spirit Hall should be the Continental Spirit Master Competition, but she can also go with the team.

When that time comes, she will appear in the Spirit Hall as her real identity.

With her grandfather around, she should be given the highest priority.

Or make a bet to up the ante?

Relying on grandfather doesn't seem to be very honorable...

Qian Renxue suddenly remembered the letter Bibi Dong wrote to her back then.

Relying on her identity to win in front of Ning Xiaotian was an expression of incompetence.

A bet?

Qian Renxue tightened her quilt. It has been more than a year now, and Ning Xiaotian has not seen any signs of my identity. If she wants to win the game, she should be sure.

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue felt relieved.

Wrapped in a quilt, he fell asleep with a smile.

...

An hour later, Qian Renxue turned over and threw the quilt to one side.

Another hour later, Qian Renxue rolled to Ning Xiaotian's side.

After half an hour, Ning Xiaotian frowned, scratched his cheeks, then grabbed it firmly with a slight smile, and turned over.

After a while, Ning Xiaotian consciously slid the hand on his waist, slipped down, went to the high ground, and pulled on himself again...

Qian Renxue frowned, twisted, and turned around.

Ning Xiaotian moved forward and hugged again... Then, his hand subconsciously slid up...

Qian Renxue frowned at first, then made a soft "um", twisted her body, no longer Move

...

2 hours later.

"Bang!" It was Ning Xiaotian's voice flying out.

"Xue Qinghe, you're crazy!"

Ning Xiaotian got up from the ground, looked up at Qian Renxue, and was stunned.

Qian Renxue was twisting the quilt to cover her chest tightly, her legs were pinned tightly together, her face was flushed red, and her eyes were overflowing with water waves. .

Reaching out his hands, Ning Xiaotian looked down dazedly, then shook it again...

It's over, it's not a dream!

No wonder, last night's feeling was different from Xiaolongnu.

He wanted to say something now, Brother Qinghe, why are your pectoral muscles so exaggerated?

But after thinking about it, forget it, you will be killed!

"Ning...Xiao...tian!"

Qian Renxue gritted her silver teeth, her eyes were on fire, and she stared at Ning Xiaotian's empty hands.

Ning Xiaotian hurriedly put his hand down, looked at where Qian Renxue was sitting, his eyes lit up, and immediately asked with a stern face,

"Hey, Brother Qinghe, what's wrong with you? Why did you sit in the area where I was sleeping?"

Ren Xue was stunned for a moment, then her body was covered with golden light, and the blanket on the bed instantly turned into fluffy fluff,

"Shameless! I killed you..."

"Damn it!" Down, holding back the sweetness in his mouth, he said loudly,

"Calm down... Are you trying to expose yourself?"

Qian Renxue really calmed down, pushed with both hands, and kicked Ning Xiaotian away again with one kick!

Fortunately, Lao Tzu's body is hard enough, MMP...

Ning Xiaotian Shi Shiran got up, raised his hand, and was about to explain again, but was stunned again.

With fluttering blonde hair, snow-matched skin, full of phoenix eyes, exquisite and embossed, she is truly glamorous and indescribable. In terms of appearance, he is second in his knowledge. Compared with Bibi Dong, he is only a little less mature.

"So you're a fairy sister!"

Ning Xiaotian flattered, and then said weakly:

"It's obviously you who came to me...

The big deal, I'll go and tell the Pope. , let her marry you to me!"

"You think beautiful!"

Qian Renxue shivered angrily, her slender finger pointed at Ning Xiaotian, and she didn't put it down for a long time.

"Do you want me to admit defeat? Actually, it's not impossible..."

Ning Xiaotian said regretfully, he was still very envious of a 70,000-year-old soul bone.

"Hmph, I'm not that kind of person!"

Qian Renxue snorted coldly, winning the bet in this way was a shame to her.

"Then what do you think?"

Ning Xiaotian sighed, without the slightest joy in his heart, secretly thinking that with Qian Renxue's personality, it seems that he can't be good today.

Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment, then took a deep look at Ning Xiaotian and said solemnly,

"It's not impossible if you want to marry me, I can even give you a chance to date me, but only if you win our relationship. A bet!"

In this world, there is no other man who can be admired by her, except for Grandpa Qian Daoliu. Ning Xiaotian is barely counted in front of him.

If Ning Xiaotian can grow up and become his husband, she will definitely be her. greatest help.

If the two of them can have children in the future, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will definitely assist her, and she will also be able to leave a bloodline for the Qianjia.

Moreover, she did not believe that with her strength and ability, no woman around Ning Xiaotian could compete with her.

If you can rely on the fire attribute treasure in Ning Xiaotian's hand to make Wuhun go further, your chances of becoming a god will also increase, waiting for the women around Ning Xiaotian to die of old age...

or bring Ning Xiaotian into a god after becoming a god. In the God Realm, Ning Xiaotian is hers alone.

Squinting her eyes, Qian Renxue continued,

"Furthermore, I want to increase the bet on the bet!"