The inside of the attic is very simple. It looks like two floors from the outside, but there is only one floor inside. There is a table, four chairs, a stone bed and a wall portrait. The layout is so simple that it cannot be more crude.
It is impossible to see what is particularly powerful about this stone pavilion.
After confirming that there was no danger, Wang Xuan immediately carried the woman into the attic and laid her flat on the stone bed.
Then close the cabinet door.
"Do you have any extra clothes?" the woman in the white dress asked. Her clothes were completely soaked, and it was very indecent and uncomfortable to wrap around her body.
"I can't use martial arts now and can't open the storage ring." The woman in the white dress explained in a low voice.
Although the boy was still young, it still felt strange to have a man and a woman fleeing in this stone pavilion.
The woman in the white dress did not expect that with her cultivation and status, she would one day ask for help from a young martial artist.
Wang Xuan nodded slightly. Advanced storage devices are more resistant to theft, but they will also be more difficult to open.
He took out a black martial robe of his own from his storage bag and threw it to the woman.
After struggling to catch the robe, the woman glanced at the boy, who turned around with his back to him.
The strong woman was silent. It was already dark now, and the evil spirit was about to spread here. Naturally, she could not let the boy out of the attic again.
And Wang Xuan wouldn't look at it, even though the woman was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen since living in this lower realm, and her beauty was rare even in the ancestral realm.
It's not that Mu Qingyue is not as beautiful as the other party, but they have two different styles. Mu Qingyue is still a little green, but this woman is graceful and noble. The majestic demeanor developed by living in a high position for a long time is undoubtedly poisonous and can make men intoxicated.
"Brother, why do you always think that you have drifted to the lower world?" The little book spirit's voice sounded in his mind.
Wang Xuan's expression moved slightly, what do you mean?
"Couldn't it be possible that my brother's three souls have returned to his original position? Because he lost his soul, he became arrogant and coquettish, or he regained the memory of his previous life."
The little Shuling seemed to be talking to Wang Xuan, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
Wang Xuan was surprised. This was the second time Xiao Shuling discussed this matter with him. The last time was in the Demon Vein Valley.
"Could it be that the former dandy of Blackwater City was also myself?" Wang Xuan felt strange in his heart. The damn bastard Mu Qingyue had taken care of for two years was really himself, but he was just half-hearted and stupid for two years.
The weapon spirit of the Wordless Heavenly Book will not mention this matter without reference.
Unfortunately, Xiao Shu lost his voice again and did not give him a definite reply.
At this moment, the sound of rustling clothes could be heard on the bed behind her. It was obvious that the powerful and powerful woman was changing clothes behind her.
No matter what, it's useless to think about it.
Black air surged in outside the window, but it reached the window instead of entering the attic. There was an invisible force that blocked the outside.
Wang Xuan looked at the world outside the window, and could faintly see many evil eyes lighting up, looking towards the attic in a cold and sinister way.
Wang Xuan closed the attic window.
'Boom, boom...'
The ground shook, as if an extremely tall giant was walking by the attic, and the ground shook every time he set foot.
While in the attic, Wang Xuan still felt extremely oppressive.
"I've finished changing." A pleasant female voice sounded from behind.
Wang Xuan turned around and looked around, only to see the woman wearing his military robe and sitting on the bed, with a small section of white jade calves exposed at the hem, crystal clear jade feet, and ten round toes like white pearls. Charming and cute. The wide black robe still couldn't hide her exquisite and graceful curves, and the whole person looked strangely beautiful.
Looking at the young man, the woman's pale jade face lowered her head slightly, feeling quite worried.
No matter what, he is not a true disciple of Buddhism. Now he is safe for the time being. He is alone and his own cultivation is temporarily unable to be used. This is a test for the young man's concentration.
"He is going to..." The woman was startled, and the boy's hand slowly reached out to her.
The woman was shocked and angry. She believed in the young man's character because he didn't feel like a bad guy to her.
But if the boy wanted to humiliate her while she was unable to use force, even if he tried to blow himself up, she would drag him to death.
The woman closed her eyes. As long as the boy dared to touch her, she would immediately activate the source of the sea of qi and the sea of soul. As long as the source of the sea of qi and the sea of soul collide, it would be the strongest blow of the martial arts cultivator himself.
Wang Xuan didn't know that the woman was thinking a lot at this moment. When he saw the woman closing her eyes, he couldn't help but be a little confused, but he reached out to the woman's side and picked up her dress.
Then, he turned around and walked to the table and chair, drying his wet clothes piece by piece on the stone chair.
Women's clothes are really cumbersome. Four chairs are not enough to dry, and they are also placed on the table.
Wang Xuan took out a pile of clothes from Bai Feng's storage bag, threw them on the ground, and lit them with fire sticks to make a bonfire.
The Yuan Stones in the storage bags of Bai Feng and Chang Gong Qingyan are acceptable. The two of them together have about 50,000 Yuan Stones. Including their spiritual materials, they should have about 70,000 low-grade Yuan Stones.
When I was in the valley, I picked up so many storage bags belonging to the Nie family, and the total amount of Yuanshi was only over 10,000.
Wang Xuan took out a fiery red spirit fruit and started eating it. He didn't know that he had already gone through the hell gate before.
Hearing the sound of 'Crack, Crack', the strong woman on the bed opened her eyes, and saw the young man sitting by the fire, eating the Fire Jade Spirit Fruit like an apple, while her clothes were already hanging on the He sat on the table and chairs next to the fire.
The strong woman was slightly surprised, then her beautiful face smiled and her words softened: "Thank you."
Wang Xuan looked calm and looked at the wall portrait. He saw the back of a man holding a sword standing on the top of the mountain, with the sky above his head and the black mountain wind at his feet. The tip of his sword pointed at a kneeling person. black dog.
"Who is this person? How could he not only block the energy of evil spirits with his portrait and the remaining sword power, but also scare the evil spirits outside from entering the pavilion?"
Wang Xuan looked at the portrait, and for some reason, he felt a familiar feeling after looking at it for a long time.
The woman smiled warmly: "I didn't expect that you, little guy, could even see the sword meaning in this painting."
You know, she came here two days ago and looked at it for a long time before she was sure that the power of this painting protected the entire stone pavilion.
As for the person in the painting, she naturally didn't know. But she found out a strange thing, that is... this attic seems to have been built less than a hundred years ago, which is very puzzling.
The woman looked at the starry sky in the portrait, her beautiful eyes flashing with splendor, and said, "My name is Xing Hua, what's yours?"
Wang Xuan threw the core into the fire and his eyes fell on the black mountain wind in the painting: "Black wind."
Xing Hua frowned and pretended to be unhappy: "You used a fake name."
"You can only get lies in exchange for lies." Wang Xuan said indifferently, turned his back, and sat cross-legged to meditate.
He has reached the Great Perfection of the Xuanyuan Realm, and he needs to consolidate his realm and practice his body, and cannot delay any longer.
"You wasteful guy, do you know the value of that Fire Jade Spirit Fruit?" Xing Hua asked, trying to find out the young man's details from a few words.
The young man ignored her!
"This is the first time someone dares to ignore me." Xing Hua became increasingly frustrated.
In Xuanwu Kingdom, when she asked which martial artist she was asking, she didn't give her name respectfully, but now she was ignored by a young boy.
"Hmph." Xing Hua snorted softly and turned around to lie on the bed, with his back to the boy. His curvy figure, especially the slim waist and round hips, was particularly attractive.
If anyone who knows a strong person at this time sees the angry look of this strong star-painting woman, they will probably be shocked.
As powerful as she is, she also has a cute and cute side?
Xing Hua, who had not yet realized that he had lost his composure, showed a strange color in his slightly phoenix eyes, and suddenly turned around again and looked at the young man's back.
"He is practicing in a solid state. Is it very stable?"
The energy and blood fluctuations revealed on the young man's body clearly indicated that it was an extremely important moment for a warrior to practice. Xing Hua murmured in his heart that he could not help but feel nervous for no reason, and did not make any sound at all, so as not to disturb the young man.
"Why do I care about him? He is not my disciple. It must be because he saved me." The highest record is sixty-nine breaths.
"He has persisted for so long. His perseverance and state of mind are very impressive. Maybe he can persist until twenty-nine breaths."
