MTL - My Senior Is Always Salivating After Me!-Chapter 118

Linsu Porcelain opened the door, Xiaoxu held some symbols in his hand, and laughed at "吟" and "吟" said to him: "Little Master, I have recently studied Can you teach me about the paintings?"

Fu Lin this Lin Su porcelain is still good at, and before he also ... before? Did he teach Xiaoxun before? Lin Su porcelain has some "fascination" and "fascination". How can I find that it is not clear?

"Fine."

Lin Su porcelain did not know it.

Xiao Xun "Lu" came out with a smile, and came up with Linsu porcelain's wrist and took him out.

“I found a good place in the past few days, especially quiet, the surrounding scenery is also beautiful, I will take you there, we will study there.”

Xiao looked at his young age and his wrists were thin, but his strength was great. He was dragged down by Lin Su porcelain, and he walked away with him unconsciously.

Behind the hillside, only a thin layer of snow was attached to it. Where they passed, there were no footprints on the ground and the snow marks were intact.

It was a quarter of an hour, and the small search stopped and turned and said to Lin Su porcelain: "It is here."

Lin Su porcelain looked around, but it was a bit strange. He had never discovered it before. There was such a plum forest near the square door.

It was the time when the snow fell, a piece of Merlin's branches and flowers trembled, some contained cockroaches to be released, some squid blossoms, white and tender, powder toot, with a cold plum fragrance floating in the wind.

Snowflakes are sprinkled, and the cold plums on the branches also have petals that break free, mixed together and fell to the ground.

Lin Su porcelain stood at the side of Merlin for a while, and he had fallen a lot of petals on his head.

"Whenever there was Merlin here, I have never seen it before."

Lin Su porcelain patted the petals on her head and felt it.

Is it familiar? But he did not see Meihualin, it is strange.

When he took his hand and admired the Merlin here, Xiao Xun did not know where to drag a small couple and two futons, poured two cups of sweet hot tea in the hot teapot, and then put the paper cinnabar Neatly arranged.

In a short time, the outdoor small elementary school is arranged.

"Little teacher, cold, drink some hot tea."

Lin Su Porcelain slowly swallowed his legs and sat down opposite Xiao Xiao, took the tea cup and smashed it.

"Let's say, what won't."

Lin Su porcelain put the tea cup on one side and planned to be a teacher.

Xiao Xun smashed from the sleeves and took out a well-drawn symbol, which was spread out and handed over to Lin Su.

"This is what I just saw. Some don't know how to draw. Can a young teacher teach me to paint?"

Lin Su porcelain took the Zhang Fu to look at it, slightly twisting the eyebrows.

This is an extremely difficult symbol, and each stroke on it has an extremely deep foundation. His fingertips followed the strokes of the strokes and found that according to his level, he still could not successfully draw this symbol completely.

Moreover, he actually couldn't see the "sex" and efficacy of this one.

Lin Su Porcelain has some natural warnings about the unknown things. He puts his finger in half and closes it. He stares at the symbol and looks at it. He said to Xiao Xun: "Where did you get it from here? It's not like something simple."

This kind of symbol is not seen in the return. As a well-known Fu Shi teacher in the realm of comprehension, Hui Hui used to be a sought-after power. He dared not say anything else, but his ability to symbolize and symbolizes far exceeds other functions in the human world.

Looking back at the characters that have not been drawn, it should not be painted by other brothers and sisters. As for the little enchanting in the square door, the demon family does not have such a practice, which is even more impossible. Xiaoxu found a foreign disciple. He was in Sifangmen all day. Where did he get this symbol?

Xiao Xun has skipped this problem, looking at Lin Su porcelain with a pair of eyes, whispered to ask: "Little teacher, can you paint?"

Lin Su porcelain slowly blinked, half-sounding, and shook his head: "...no."

"Then you can learn, learn, teach me?" Xiao Xun asked again.

Lin Su Porcelain hesitated for a long time. His eyes fell on the plaque. It seemed to be a bit stunned. The reaction was slightly slower and he nodded slowly: "...good."

Xiao Xing smiled with satisfaction. He spread the charm to Lin Su porcelain. The paper was placed, the cinnabar was adjusted, and the pen was handed to Lin Su porcelain. He whispered: "That is the first test. Give it a try."

Lin Su porcelain raised his hand and held the pen. He stared straight at the charm, and stayed for a while.

Want to learn this character?

why?

His hand was unmarked on the paper.

Lin Su porcelain is full of puzzles.

Little looking for what you want.

But why is it that he needs to do it?

wrong……

There is something wrong with it.

Lin Su porcelain was slow, and the red "color" cinnabar pulled a long trace on the yellow "color" paper, and then stopped.

The cinnabar condensed into drops and smudged the piece of paper.

Lin Su porcelain's hand was deadlocked there, not moving for a long time.

"Little teacher, why don't you paint?"

The sound of Xiao Xun listened a little far and fell in the ear of Lin Su porcelain, as if it had changed some taste.

Lin Su porcelain did not know what happened to him. He just felt that it was not right, could not follow, and went on.

Going back is it.

Bai Shen did not say that he...

Bai Shen...

correct!

The circle of the ice spirit on the wrist of Lin Su porcelain was slightly warm. When Lin Su porcelain was almost frozen by the ice and snow, he almost immediately shook his spirit in a short time.

Lin Su porcelain sneezed.

The pen in his hand fell to the ground, and the cinnabar was scattered on the ground. The red and flamboyant splashed into the snow and petals on the ground, thick and bloody.

“Hey?” Lin Su porcelain frowned slightly. “How do you look at me like this?”

Sitting in the opposite of him, the round eyes looked at Lin Su porcelain quietly, and some of Linzi porcelain could not understand the meaning of the scorpion.

Half-sounding, Xiaoxue smiled slightly: "Nothing. Little teacher, the outside is too cold, let's go back. I will be here for you tomorrow."

When Lin Su porcelain got up and left Merlin, Xiao Xun did not keep up.

Lin Su porcelain is like forgetting that there is still this person, and his own steps slowly and slowly go back, along the way, leaving a row of footprints in the snow.

When Lin Su porcelain just returned to the house, he heard the footsteps of the feast.

He lay on the lounge chair and lazily said hello to the feast of the door that pushed the door: "Come back."

When the banquet came in, he frowned, striding toward Linsu Porcelain, reaching out to cover the wrist of Lin Su porcelain, and carefully examining Lin Su porcelain, and the circle of ice spirit on his wrist.

"Who are you with?"

Lin Su Porcelain stunned: "I didn't meet anyone."

"You are out." The banquet was not a question, but it was certain that his nose shrugged and there was a glimmer of light in his sigh. "You have a taste on your body."

Lin Su porcelain suddenly became nervous: "Isn't it what he said about the smell of rancid?"

He clearly learned the characters in the room, the character is difficult, how can he have time to go out?

That character?

Lin Su porcelain hesitated, which character is he drawing?

It seems that some can't think of it.

The banquet Bai took him directly from the lounge chair and rolled over, and his hands followed him repeatedly.

"Hey?!" Lin Su Porcelain itch around and twisted, raising his hand to stop, "Why are you swearing in the sky, humiliating!"

Feast bai had no time to work with him, and turned out a piece of snow that had not melted from Lin Su porcelain.

On the snowflake, through the "lu" this cold plum fragrance.

Feast bai's face is dark and faint, and there is a hint of hatred.

Lin Su porcelain is still not satisfied: "Hey, just got it outside the door?"

"No."

The banquet squatted on this piece of snow and whispered: "You are pulled into the illusion."

Lin Su porcelain: "What?"

Looking at the Lin Su porcelain that I didn't know, the feast sighed deeply.

He had just returned from praying and the news he got was not very satisfactory.

"You said, you have a rancid smell on your body, which is the habit of the dead spirit." Feast said, "He thought at first that you had no intention of touching the dead spirit, not sure. See you have not flowed." I have a look at the outside and the outside, guessing that your memory is out of order."

"A dead spirit will not bring you tampering or obliteration of memory. You must not be a dead spirit."

"Especially when I followed you, he never appeared. Even if I let go of the breath, he could not do it, until I really left, he came to lure you into the illusion... This person is not A dead spirit that has nothing to do with you."

The feast said, the brows were a little twisted.

Lin Su porcelain swallowed, some bad feelings: "...but I really don't remember who I have met."

"So, your memory has been tampered with or worn out."

Feast cypress faintly said: "The ability to do this under the prayers and my eyelids, but also to lure you out, so long did not leave a little handle ... you have already guessed."

Lin Su porcelain hesitated for a long time. He passed the words of the feast, and there was always a vague thought in his heart. However, he is quite reluctant to accept such a thought, holding a lucky one: "Is it a remnant of the demon cultivating power, seeing my talents, wanting to accept me as a disciple, or inheriting my cheats?"

Feast bai: "..."

He slammed the head of Lin Su porcelain, but because of the intentional interruption of Lin Su porcelain, the feeling of heavyness in his heart was relaxed.

"No, you said, if you can do this, it should be... Lin will not return."

In the end, Yan Baishen still said the name.

Lin Su porcelain is not surprised at all, and even has such a feeling.

"How many years have not been contacted, how did he appear again..." Lin Su porcelain whispered.

He can't say whether Lin Biao's feelings are good or bad. In short, Lin will not come back to provoke him, he will completely regard this person as the kind that does not exist.

If Lin does not want to be like praying, occasionally give him some resources, teach him something, don't always want to take him away, imprison him, he can also take Lin as a relative to walk around.

Unfortunately, the small world where Lin did not return scared him.

This is a madman who does not hesitate to do anything.

It is best to stay away.

Lin Su Porcelain felt that he had already hid in the demon world. After so many years, how did he come back?

Isn't it a half son? Go back to life!

Lin Su porcelain was quite dissatisfied and snorted.

"How does he die? "Sex" does not change..."

Lin Su porcelain just sighed and suddenly felt that it was not right.

"and many more."

He said: "Bai Shen, don't you feel a little strange?"

"He said what he said, you also know that there is a rancid smell on my body, and you and others can't smell it." Lin Su porcelain squinted his face, and his face was somewhat dignified. "And you just said it again." Suspicion is a dead spirit...but...but..."

"Lin does not return to him is dead."

Feast cypress faintly opened, screaming the next big thunder.

“Praying and saying that, a thousand years ago, Lin failed to return to the robbery and died on the spot.”