It’s the beginning of winter.
In the night sky, the wind is cold and the moon is cold and the stars are few.
For Shenhun, this kind of weather is no different from other seasons.
Luo Qingzhou flew into the air and carefully observed the entire Qin Mansion and the surrounding streets. After seeing nothing unusual, he rushed to the West Lake.
He can start right away, just waiting for the soul to advance.
Therefore, at this time, you must be extra careful and never be careless in the slightest.
If you get carried away at any time, your previous efforts may be wasted.
Riding the wind all the way, the speed was extremely fast.
Soon we arrived at West Lake.
Above the attic, the moon-white figure was standing there quietly, looking into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.
Since Luo Qingzhou met her, every time he met her, he would stare into the distance alone in a daze.
I don't know if she is thinking about the things Zeng Xiaoyue told him, or if she is thinking about someone.
Regarding the sect's affairs, Luo Qingzhou had already made a decision in his mind, and he would definitely help her resolve it when the time came.
As for other matters, he was probably helpless.
The moonlight is nice tonight.
The night breeze was slightly cool, and the lake surface was rippled with cool moonlight.
A row of small boats were tied to the lakeside, swaying slightly in the waves and making a slight collision sound.
Luo Qingzhou did not go to the attic immediately, but floated downwards and landed on one of the boats.
With a thought, there was a "swish" sound, the flying sword shot out quickly, and the rope was cut off.
Immediately after the flying sword quickly circled around, with another "chi" sound, it was inserted into the wooden board at the stern of the ship.
Now that he is at the peak of the God Refining Realm, he is about to break through. His soul power is so powerful that it is easy to control the boat with flying swords.
After he breaks through to the state of distraction, he can directly use the object control technique to drive the boat without using the flying sword to transmit power.
Luo Qingzhou stood on the bow of the boat and quickly floated towards the attic in the middle of the lake.
When he got close, Fang looked up at the white figure above and shouted: "Sister Yue, come down and take the boat."
He has promised the other party that he will punt the boat for her tonight and accompany her to swim in the West Lake.
The moon-white figure lowered her head and glanced at him. The figure suddenly flashed and disappeared on the eaves like a ray of moonlight.
The next second, he appeared at the stern of the ship, standing there quietly.
Luo Qingzhou turned around and saw that she had removed the hazy halo from her body, revealing her tall and slender figure in a moon-white dress, and her face that looked ordinary but had a different flavor.
The moon-white figure stood at the stern of the boat, looking at him as well.
The two looked at each other and were quiet for a moment.
Luo Qingzhou also removed the halo, but did not reveal his handsome cheeks. He still wore a mask, showing his ordinary cheeks, and said: "Sister Yue, let's be honest with each other like this in the future."
The moon-white figure said nothing, and looked at him again. Fang turned around and looked at the lake in the distance, his face as cold as snow.
Luo Qingzhou's figure flashed and landed next to her. He stood side by side at the stern of the boat and looked at the lake in the distance.
Feijian took the boat, slowly rippling on the lake with the wind and waves.
From the corner of his eye, Luo Qingzhou saw the fluttering white dress of the girl next to him and the dancing shadow of her black hair. He couldn't help turning his head, staring at her profile, and suddenly asked: "Sister Yue, you won't wear the same clothes as me, Wearing a mask?"
The moon-white figure looked calmly into the distance. After being silent for a while, Fang said calmly: "Maybe."
Luo Qingzhou stared at her cheek and said nothing.
The moon-white figure paused, turned to look at him, and said with a cold expression: "Why, you think I'm ugly and you don't want to believe it?"
Luo Qingzhou came back to his senses and said quickly: "Of course not, I was just joking. Moreover, Sister Yue's current appearance has nothing to do with ugliness. Although she is not that stunningly beautiful, she still looks beautiful. It’s very comfortable to wear and definitely not ugly.”
Yuebai's figure said calmly: "It's not pretty anyway, right?"
Luo Qingzhou paused and said: "Anyway... not ugly."
The moon-white figure turned her face coldly, continued to look into the distance, and ignored him.
Luo Qingzhou was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.
On the boat, it was quiet again.
After a long time, the moon-white figure looked into the distance and suddenly asked: "What would you do if I were beautiful?"
When Luo Qingzhou heard this, he immediately held up his hands and said: "No matter Sister Yue is beautiful or not, I will always respect and be grateful to Sister Yue, and I will never be disrespectful or have other thoughts because of her appearance. .”
The Yuebai figure was silent for a moment and said, "Aren't all men lustful? They all like pretty ones."
Luo Qingzhou immediately said seriously: "Luxury is not without a bottom line, and not all beauty will make people like it. External beauty is just a skin, and there will always be a time when it ages and becomes ugly; but inner beauty will It keeps people young forever and makes people excited forever.”
After a pause, he continued: "I treat Sister Yue like a teacher and an elder. I will never regard her as beautiful or ugly."
The moon-white figure turned around, looked at him coldly and said, "Who is your teacher, and who is your elder?"
Luo Qingzhou saw that her expression was wrong and quickly explained: "Sister Yue, don't get me wrong. What I mean is that Sister Yue taught me, helped me, and was kind to me. I respect Sister Yue like a teacher and an elder. I don't mean that Sister Yue teaches me, helps me, and is kind to me. I respect Sister Yue like a teacher and an elder. My sister is my teacher and elder."
Then he added: "Sister Yue is so young, she can be my sister."
The moon-white figure narrowed her eyes slightly, stared at him for a moment, then looked into the distance and said, "I don't want to be your sister."
Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to say anything more and said, "Sister Tingyue, I can take it as anything."
He was secretly wondering. Sister Yue's mood tonight seemed a little strange and not good, but she talked more than usual, and seemed to have more other emotions than usual. She probably encountered something.
Neither of them spoke anymore.
The boat carried the two of them, swaying in the wind, across the broken bridge, and floated to the other side.
The night wind blew through, and there was a rustling sound in the lotus bushes.
Many lotus leaves have withered, but there are still a large lotus leaves that are still green as new.
There is a dragon palace at the bottom of the lake, and Luo Qingzhou knows it.
At this time, Miss Long'er didn't know whether she was practicing in the Dragon Palace or hiding somewhere and watching them secretly.
Early in the morning.
The Yuebai figure suddenly flashed and flew towards the lotus bush, saying: "Go and practice."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her back and felt that she seemed to know that he was eager to break through, so she was not willing to waste his time.
"Uh-huh!"
He immediately mobilized the boat and quickly returned to the shore. Then he took the flying sword and flew towards the lotus bush.
Just as it landed on a lotus leaf, before she could say anything, the moon-white figure had already flown into the sky, turned into a ray of moonlight, and then turned into a whirlpool.
The power of the surrounding moonlight began to gather here quickly.
Luo Qingzhou looked at Mohu's figure in mid-air, was startled, and suddenly shouted: "Sister Yue, wait for me when you finish practicing, I have something to give you!"
After saying that, he immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated, and began to practice.
Above the head, a vortex appeared, spinning slowly, absorbing the moonlight pouring down from mid-air.
His entire soul began to flicker.
"boom!"
In the night sky, the first thunder and lightning appeared.
Anyone who goes against heaven will offend God and will be punished by thunder and lightning.
The moon-white figure quickly disappeared into the thick and furious thunder and lightning, and was no longer visible.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
As Luo Qingzhou absorbed more and more moonlight, the thunder and lightning above his head became more and more frequent, but they did not fall.
He is not afraid of thunder and lightning, but at this time, he cannot be disturbed by thunder and lightning.
The moon-white figure above his head helped him gather the moonlight around him, and acted like a shield, helping him block God's thunderous punishment.
Luo Qingzhou's cultivation speed is getting faster and faster.
Before I knew it, the night had receded.
The east begins to whiten.
When he opened his eyes, the top of his head had returned to calm.
Even the lake has no ripples.
Luo Qingzhou immediately stood up, turned around, and looked towards the attic.
On the eaves of the attic, a moon-white figure was standing there quietly.
Luo Qingzhou immediately flashed and flew over.
He landed on the cornice, and with a thought, he handed her a snow-white handkerchief.
This is the handkerchief she gave him originally.
The moon-white figure looked at the handkerchief, hesitated, then looked at him again and said, "You don't want it anymore?"
Luo Qingzhou reached out and untied the handkerchief, and a porcelain bottle fell from it. He immediately put the handkerchief under it and said: "Sister Yue, of course I won't give you the handkerchief. You can take this bottle of spiritual liquid." Yes, after taking it, it has a very good effect on the soul, you can try it."
The moon-white figure looked at the porcelain bottle, paused, and reached out to take it.
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her snow-white jade hands and asked: "Sister Yue, when I reach the distraction state, I should be able to take anything like this, right?"
The moon-white figure looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand and said: "There is a weight limit, it depends on the power of your soul."
Luo Qingzhou put away her handkerchief and said, "I feel like I'm getting closer. I think I'll be able to break through tomorrow night."
The moon-white figure put away the spiritual liquid, looked at him and said: "The day after tomorrow, I have something to do tomorrow night."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her hazy figure wrapped in the white light of the moon, was silent for a moment, and said: "Sister Yue, can you remove the halo and let me see you again?"
The moon-white figure turned around, looked at the distant sky, and said calmly: "I'm not beautiful, what's so good about me?"
After saying that, the figure flashed and prepared to leave.
But Luo Qingzhou grabbed her wrist and said, "Sister Yue, let me see you. I know you are injured."
The Yuebai figure paused, turned his head and looked at him and said: "Let go."
Luo Qingzhou still held her wrist tightly, stared at her hazy face and said, "Don't let go, unless Sister Yue lets me take a look."
The moon-white figure looked at him, was silent for a while, and then said, "Okay, let go, and I'll show you."
Luo Qingzhou immediately let go of his hand.
The Yuebai figure flashed and suddenly disappeared on the spot.
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
A moon-white figure appeared in the distant sky, and a dull voice came: "Touch me next time, I want you to look good."
After saying that, he disappeared without a trace.
Luo Qingzhou stood still in the attic for a long time. Fang lowered his head, looked at the remaining touch in his hand, and murmured: "Isn't there any woman in this world who doesn't like to lie?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the voice of the demon girl suddenly came from behind: "Master, Long'er doesn't like to lie to people."
Luo Qingzhou turned around and looked at her.
Long Er was dressed in a black dress and stood behind her with a graceful figure.
She was still wearing a pair of lovely snow-white jade feet, with sparkling water drops on them, and a bright red rope tied to the ankle of one jade foot.
There was a red mark in the middle of her eyebrows, and an innocent smile appeared on her face: "Young Master, Long'er always goes straight when talking to you, he never beats around the bush, and he never lies to you. For example, , Long Er wants to mate with Young Master, and as long as Young Master is willing to fulfill his wish, Long Er will give Young Master all the treasures in the Dragon Palace, and also give Young Master a dragon scale from Long Er’s body, Long Er will never lie!”
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, then glanced at the snow-white and slender feet under her skirt, and said, "Miss Long'er, please respect yourself."
Long Er squatted down, stroked the red rope on his ankle with one hand and said: "Master, Long Er hurts... Master, can you try to help Long Er again?"
Luo Qingzhou ignored her and flew into the sky in a flash, saying: "Try it yourself, I should go back to sleep."
He will go to the martial arts school to ask for leave early tomorrow morning, and then he will go to Qingyun Temple.
The second lady's medicine has been used up, and he must prepare it as soon as possible.
Long'er looked at his back, stood up and said, "Master, you can put forward any request, and Long'er can satisfy you. Long'er needs your thunder spirit energy, he really needs it."
Luo Qingzhou stopped in mid-air, turned his head and looked at her and said, "Is there any other way for you?"
Long Er hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, from the mouth."
"Good night!"
Luo Qingzhou's figure flashed and disappeared.
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