The Bald Monk in the City

"The familiar ceiling...hiss..."

Xin An regained consciousness from his coma and looked at the shining light bulb above his head. Some fragments of memory instantly recovered.

He suddenly climbed up from the wet toilet floor, and then looking at him at the toilet door, his bald head like a light bulb above his head and the familiar girl made his movements instantly stiff.

"Have a girlfriend?"

The bald head looked at him and said, Xin An glanced at Yi Qiu's golden eyes, a sudden sense of danger made him look away naturally.

So, his gaze focused on the girl who was cowering behind Yi Qiu.

Although Xin'an was no longer clear about her appearance, Xin'an still had some impressions when she saw her again.

That's right, this is the unknown existence that asked him: "Have you ever seen her heart?"

He felt a trace of instinctive fear, and he would not forget the suffocating cold feeling...

But now it seems that the situation seems a bit subtle.

Xin'an's mind started to spin frantically, he was thinking about the situation he was in now.

Although Yi Qiu and the Jing-type girl ghost are in a normal state at present, Xin An will not feel that he was an illusion before...

Xin An didn't know the role that Yi Qiu represented, and there were a lot of questions in his mind.

But Xin An glanced at Yi Qiu, and all the doubts were stuck in his stomach under that faint gaze.

Yi Qiu's golden eyes made Xin'an a little frightened from nowhere.

Perhaps it was because the golden eyes were too sharp, or perhaps the warmth of humanity in the pale gold color was all buried in the peace of that Gujing Bubo.

Xin'an's mind was messy, but looking at the spirit girl ghost, Xin'an suddenly flashed a light in his mind.

That Lingguang perfectly linked Yi Qiu's question to his current state:

Isn't it... Are you assigning girlfriends now?

A picture of the ghost of a Chinese girl appeared in front of Xin An's eyes, and his spirits were shocked.

For a moment, he deviated from the purpose of Xianyu, and then said a sentence that he would regret later:

"Not yet, I think finding a girlfriend requires careful consideration."

"Then pack your things, you will not be able to come back for a long time."

Yi Qiu looked at him, and then told him about his current delicate relationship with the ghost girl Ghost.

"No problem, no problem..."

Xin'an packed up his computer happily, and after bringing some personal clothes, he said that he was done, and he didn't ask where he was going.

Perhaps for him, home is the only place with wifi.

Yi Qiu nodded to him, anyway, one goose was released, and two geese were released.

As far as spirits are concerned, Yi Qiu's senses are good.

After all, he has the blessing of Moore Huaxian, and he still understands spirits.

Although he did not recognize the druid's natural **** behavior towards humans, he himself did not feel that the natural spirits were at fault.

There are many types of spirits, but most of them are races of the good camp.

Of course, there are some neutral spirits, and sometimes their values ​​that are very different from human civilization may find it difficult for some humans to deal with them.

Spirits are sensitive and active, they do not suppress inner emotions.

Just like birds don’t have a bladder, they don’t have this function for the quirky civilization and their own ideology.

But generally speaking, most people don't have the distress of dealing with spirits, because most people will never find spirits in the wild.

Just like Moore Flower Fairy, as beings born relatively directly from nature, each of them possesses this kind of gift-like ability.

However, it has had some impact on the spirits. They only have fewer branches and have the ability to reproduce naturally, and more spirits can only rely on the birth of nature to supplement the number of ethnic groups.

Therefore, Yi Qiu felt that there was no harm in taking in this ghost and ghost who could still maintain a good nature because of some special reasons.

As for Xin'an, another one is nothing.

After all, he and the ghost and ghost are now in a delicate relationship. Out of a troublesome attitude, Yi Qiu feels that it is okay to get to the temple directly, which is an experiment to increase the possibility of basic vocational training.

As long as there are no fetters, as far as his family is concerned, Yi Qiu is not completely blocking them from civilization.

If you miss it, it's okay to go home to visit...

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"Is it too late to go back now..."

Xin'an watched his mobile phone change from 4G to 3G, from 3G to 2G, and finally even the symbolic point completely changed to x, Xin'an felt a little broken.

If it is 4G, it can be lol, if it is 3G, it can be wow, and if there is a signal under 3G, it can be dnf...

But now, I am afraid it can only be rpg...

When he saw Yi Qiu directly bought a plane ticket to Lhasa, he had some ominous premonitions, but he still felt that there was some hope.

But now it seems that this is going to be cold...

Although the ghost and ghost girl does have a good temperament ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is different from the coquettish **** outside.

But he just wants to play games in the room with peace of mind!

If there is **** in this material world, Xin'an thinks that the area without nets is...

"Coming……"

Yi Qiu's eyes began to emit golden light. He scanned the surroundings and found that there were no humans within a few kilometers, then he reached out and grabbed Xin Anhe as a temporary deposit for the fine ghost girl.

Xin'an only felt like he was riding in the clouds, and Yi Qiu was grasping in his hand like a chicken cock. Xin'an looked at the higher and higher ground below and Yi Qiu's body, and he felt a bit dry in his throat.

"It's going to be cold, it's going to be cold, it's going to be cold, I thought I met a golden arhat, but when I looked down the mmp was Liusha River..."

Seeing Yi Qiu lift the camouflage and the abrupt appearance of a few extra arms like tree stumps, Xin An felt a trace of sadness and regret.

When a pig is no longer able to salt fish, it does not necessarily mean that it will stand up and pick up the rake to call the Eight Precepts. Maybe the year is near...

Xin'an is a pig, and he feels that his life of salted fish fits the meaning of the Chinese zodiac...

Then Xin An's ears were left with only the whistling wind and rapid air currents, and the biting cold wind slapped him, making Xin An who was only wearing autumn clothes turn blue with cold.

But he did not feel very uncomfortable now, because an indescribable agitation filled his chest:

"I... Am I flying?"

Xin An's eyes widened, looking at the billowing black fog below and the more distant places that the black fog could not cover:

There, the reckless earth is slowly moving its huge brown body...

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