The clouds and mist dissipated, and the sunshine poured in and scattered, adding a layer of sanctity to the green and beautiful face. Even the fine fuzz on the cheeks was as bright as spring.
Bao Wan's throat became dry again. Faced with Qing Cheng's teasing, he was unusually at a loss. Then he raised his brows slightly and said with a dry smile: "Qing Cheng, don't worry, I'll let you go for half a year. Don't let me surpass you by then." Cry."
There are no flying fish on the lake, and the water is dull.
After untying the sword from Bao Wan's waist, Qing Cheng picked up the sword flower, then felt it was heavy and threw the valuable scabbard down.
The calm scene rippled again.
Bao Wan was indifferent and just stood silently on one side, admiring the heroic figure of the beauty dancing her sword.
Not long after, Qingcheng got a little tired and casually dropped the black sword at his feet, making a clanging sound.
Then, she hooked her fingers, and the spring light suddenly poured out.
Bao Wan immediately took out a plain white handkerchief from his cuff and wiped the non-existent sweat for Qing Cheng.
Qingcheng raised his eyes and seemed to be in a good mood, humming an unknown song melodiously.
Bao Wan put away his handkerchief, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and stood beside Qing Cheng silently.
After a long time, Bao Wan said hoarsely, "Can I stand closer?"
He was filled with anxiety, anticipation and panic, and his blood was rushing feverishly.
Qingcheng turned sideways, his eyes fell on Bao Wan's handsome face, and then from top to bottom, his eyes were like torches, as if they could set Bao Wan's clothes on fire.
Bao Wan stood stiffly on the spot, letting Qing Cheng look at him arbitrarily. Even though he was a little naked and embarrassed, he still stood as tall as a green pine.
Others may not know it, but Bao Wan knows very well that what Qingcheng likes is Naoki who reaches straight into the sky.
Because Qingcheng is a phoenix, and he only wants to stand on the tree crown to perch.
Although he looks handsome, he will never be conceited about it.
Qingcheng has excellent qualifications, cold heart, and empty talk about love.
Therefore, we can "not envy immortals" and regard the love between men and women as child's play.
Although Bao Wan's qualifications were acceptable, they were still far behind Qing Cheng, so he was timid and eager at the same time.
Qingcheng looked away and raised his head in response.
Bao Wan immediately took steps forward and stood with Qing Cheng, shoulder to shoulder.
With her back to the spring scenery of the building, Qingcheng's charming red lips opened and closed, and she said softly: "You-sister, are you okay?"
The voice is hooky, but very serious.
Bao Wan knew that he had made the right bet again.
"It's very good. The effect of the pill you sent is amazing. Her injury has recovered and she is still in retreat. She should be able to break through." When Bao Wan talked about his sister, the smile on his face became more sincere.
Qing Cheng raised the corner of his mouth, his beautiful eyes were calm, and he smiled: "Being my man, naturally you can't feel any grievance at all. Go ahead and kill that Nan Xiao, I'll take care of it for you!"
Bao Wan was dumbfounded, his chin slightly nodded, and his eyebrows arched further.
The turbulent drums in my heart gradually calmed down.
Even if they are a couple of gods and immortals, they all have their own private affairs.
What's more, he and she are not yet.
As for the future, Bao Wan is still somewhat confident.
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"Hey, Jia Xianmiao, here! Here -"
The jade flute was flying on his fingertips, Han Feiren smiled brightly, the bruises under his eyes were gone, and he was full of youthful spirit.
Jas met Han Feiren's extremely flamboyant face, bowed slightly, and exclaimed: "Master Han, congratulations, you have made so many breakthroughs in practice, are you about to reach the other side?"
Han Feiren couldn't hide the pride in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were raised. The jade flute stopped flying and was held tightly in his hand.
"Next, help me reach the top ten in this competition. I can't let my confidante sacrifice in vain!"
When Jas heard this, the fear flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly remembered the secret that his master had casually said.
Jiang Daolin once used human beings as medicine and was called a blood doctor.
Later, he was inspired by the Supreme Elder of the sect and returned to the true path of a pharmacist.
But now it seems that it is not absolute...
Thinking of this, Jas felt a chill in his back. Even if he was a fairy, if he didn't become the person in charge of Qingya Paradise, he would be controlled by others.
Zhu Xinyi, the immortal seedling who was once defeated by Bao Wan, was ruthlessly abandoned after losing her value, her spiritual roots were deprived of her, and her cultivation was half-destroyed.
Although Zhu Xin was sent back to his hometown in the end, and Qingya Paradise also gave him some money, so he would have no worries about food and clothing from now on, but is the truth really what they said?
Jas didn't dare to think about it and just nodded heavily, feeling even more afraid of Han Feiren.
Han Feiren was smiling but not smiling, and his handsome face showed a bit of evil only when the corners of his mouth were raised.
He seemed to be casually admiring the scenery on the dome, but in fact he saw all the changes in Jas.
What about fairy seedlings?
Isn’t it under my control?
Han Feiren's smile became even brighter and he said: "A few days ago, I sent someone to invite the Nanxiao girl, but unfortunately, I don't know where the Nanxiao girl went. It's a pity that I haven't eaten the meal she invited, and my practice has not been perfect. .”
Jas was a little curious, followed the thread left by Han Feiren, and asked softly: "But you want me to go find her now?"
Han Feiren waved his hand, "No need, the sect competition will be held in a few days. My beloved wives have disappeared too many, and my grandfather has already scolded me. At this critical time, no more mistakes can be made."
"That--"
"Just wait, after the sect competition, I will be in the top five. I believe that after I finish playing with my stunning beauty and absorb it, I will be able to reach the other side. And you, all you have to do is witness my rise."
At that time, a red sun was shining in the sky.
Not far up in the sky, there are two light cyan divine rainbows across the clouds, slightly lighter than the blue sky.
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In the dark room, the waning moon was completely dim.
Nan Xiao stood up and let the dust fall down.
Even if she didn't like beauty anymore, Nan Xiao frowned when faced with the filth left behind after being reborn.
Above the sea of bitterness, there are gentle waves, the ice cone across the blue sky melts slightly, and a drop of the divine liquid of the spring of life falls.
The water droplets hit the third-level sacred bridge and shattered into dots of light.
After Nan Xiao extracted it for a moment, surging divine power burst out from those radiant lights, setting off huge waves in the sea of suffering.
If it weren't for the protection of the Cone of Black Ice on the Wheel of Life, Nan Xiao's short lifespan would have been shortened again.
After confirming that the life cone formed by Xuan Bing would not break, Nan Xiao took off his clothes and prepared to clean himself and finish the retreat.
The divine power burst out from that drop of water, and under Nan Xiao's meticulous control, the vast ocean turned into a gentle stream, washing away the remaining blood stains and bone fragments on her body.
Not long after, Nan Xiao's skin regained its color, and Leng Yu returned to its former warmth.
The practice has come to an end and it’s time to go out and take a look.
Walking along the secret passage, Nan Xiao was surrounded by divine power and was spotless.
Back in the house, Nan Xiao blew away the dust on the wooden cabinet and took out a set of clothes that had been prepared long ago.
The shirt is a green shirt.
In the blessed land of Qingya, Cailunzun is worshiped.
And cyan is the exclusive color for cultivators in the Shenqiao realm.
Sitting in a secret room, risking one's life and narrowly escaping death, one can gain the qualification to be a young man.
Nan Xiao was in a happy mood and slowly changed into her shirt.
The dress is close-fitting and reaches to her ankles, and the hanging silk fabric just fits the grass-colored shoe uppers on her feet.
There is an exquisite white lotus on the chest, the cuffs are slightly tight, and two ribbons are wrapped around them.
It is both simple and graceful, and beautiful.
Nan Xiao felt refreshed and opened the wooden window. It was already late at night.
The bright moon hung low, and there was a dark cloud not far away, like a dirty rag.
Nan Xiao breathed freely, evacuating all the cramped and trapped feeling in the secret room.
The moonlight in the sky is bright and white, flowing silently through the shallow stream on the low mountain, passing by the wooden house at the foot of the mountain, awakening the pond behind the house, and falling into Nan Xiao's heart.
Water lilies float in the clear water, and pond fish swim slowly on the clouds.
When the wind blows, the waves will rise.
