Dressed As a Grass

On the hillside.

A woman in white was holding a long sword, earnestly practicing every move on the sword.

After an hour, the figure that looked a little slender took up the sword and looked down the mountain.

Zhai Wangyou stood quietly in the forest, his eyes were neither sad nor happy, where did Master go...

Seeing someone going up the mountain from a distance, she turned back to the courtyard.

The person who came was Wang Junting, the young suzerain, and her fiancé. As long as she could remember, she knew that her master had set a marriage for her.

"Wangyou, I'll come and see you." Wang Junting looked at Zhai Wangyou, who was dressed in white and looked like a fairy, and couldn't help but feel swayed.

He puffed out his chest, as if he had some confidence, he reached out and wanted to hold Zhai Wangyou's hand.

Zhai Wangyou dodged sideways: "Why is Junior Brother Wang looking for me?"

Listening to her indifferent and emotionless voice, Wang Junting frowned: "Can't I come to look for you if I have nothing to do? You are my fiancee, and Elder Beishan has been missing for many days. It's the one who protects you and guards you, why do you want to escape?"

They obviously have a marriage contract, but they get along with each other politely and distantly, not as good as ordinary brothers and sisters.

Wang Junting is satisfied with his fiancee. After all, she is the most famous beauty in the world of self-cultivation 'Wangyou Fairy', but her temperament is too cold, too ignorant, like an ice cube of.

Zhai Wangyou's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "We made an agreement when we were young that we would never cross the Thunder Pond before we formed a contract."

She is neither fond of Wang Junting nor tired of it. Master has decided on this marriage a long time ago, and she has never been tempted by others. She has always regarded it as an errand.

But gradually, every time Wang Junting stared at her with turbid eyes, she knew that she could no longer persuade herself.

She had imagined the scene of forcing herself to form a bond with Wang Junting, but found that she resisted.

When she was a little older, Zhai Wangyou wanted to negotiate with Master to terminate the engagement, but Master disappeared at this time.

And she also dragged on to the two-year-old, and she only wanted to find the whereabouts of Master, and left everything else behind.

Wang Junting looked at her cold face, and put down her hands embarrassingly, wasn't that what she promised when she was young?

Now that he's grown up, he looks at him all day but can't touch it. He always feels itchy.

"This is the news from the disciples under the sect. Someone saw the trace of the Beishan elder outside."

Master's trace?

Zhai Wangyou took the jade talisman, and after reading the above, turned around and walked two steps before stopping.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Wang." She thanked her lightly and hurried down the mountain.

Wang Junting stood on the spot and laughed a few times, what happened to the favored man, what happened to the new generation of cultivation geniuses, and what happened to the Jindan stage.

He is looking forward to the moment when Zhai Wangyou falls into the world, and then he must take a good look at how the crane without wings can still fly.

Zhai Wangyou first reported the news to the sect master, and then asked the sect to find the master.

Sect Master Wang sighed and said, "Bring ten inner disciples with you, so that you can take care of me."

Zhai Wangyou nodded, took his disciple out of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and rushed towards the spot on the jade talisman.

I don't know this is a trap.

Just as the group arrived, an old man in black suddenly appeared in the air, injuring everyone with lightning speed.

The black-clothed old Taoist's cultivation base is obviously much higher than hers. In a hurry, she ordered the disciples to go first, and she went in the opposite direction, just asking the sect to receive the news and be able to rush in time arrive.

"Beyond my own power." The black-clothed old man waved his hands, knocking Zhai Wangyou unconscious.

At this time, the person hiding behind the tree came out, it was Wang Junting.

The old man in black also took off his mask, it is the suzerain of Tianjianzong.

The father and son both took a sigh of relief when they saw that the trouble was solved.

"This woman is very sensitive, don't leave her alive, and then dig up her inner alchemy to pave the way for the future."

"Daddy, if I abolish her inner alchemy, she will be a crippled person. After all, she is my fiancee, and I can't bear it."

Wang Junting looked at Zhai Wangyou who had passed out, his eyes were full of greed, what qualifications would this woman have to keep him from crossing the thunder pool in the future.

Sect Master Wang glanced at his son, and knew in his heart that this was something he had never obtained before, and it was inevitable that he would lose his mind when he was tired of playing.

After all, he is his own son, and he is happy.

Wang Junting was overjoyed when he saw him nodding, and without hesitation, the earthquake shattered Zhai Wangyou's inner alchemy.

At this moment, the jade talisman shook, and the few sect disciples who escaped just now were asking for help.

He glanced at Zhai Wangyou on the ground sadly, and had to leave first, and then pretended to receive news to come to rescue.

When Zhai Wangyou woke up, she had returned to the sect, her inner alchemy was broken, and her cultivation was completely lost.

Wang Junting came to visit late at night: "Wangyou, let me take care of you in the future."

Speaking, he sat beside Zhai Wangyou's bed and reached out to touch Zhai Wangyou's cheek.

Qi, I will not refuse."

She has a strong hunch that Wang Junting will not form a bond with her.

Thinking of this, she only had relief in her heart, and that was fine.

Wang Junting stared at the long sword in her hand, shocked by her determined eyes.

It seems that he doesn't believe it before he's driven to a dead end.

The next day, the news of the dissolution of the engagement came.

Elder Nanshan came to visit with a few disciples and told her the news carefully, and everyone was comforted again.

In the dead of night, she walked out of the door and staggered to the courtyard.

The moonlight is beautiful, it may be the last time she will enjoy the moon in her life.

She faintly felt that she couldn't last tonight, and she didn't know if Master was safe.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Zhai Wangyou whispered to himself: "It's a pity that this courtyard is full of herbs."

At this moment, there was a sudden fluctuation of spiritual power in the yard. She looked at the small field of medicine in the corner, which was the fluctuation of spiritual power from these herbs.

Is there a soul?

But so, it has nothing to do with her.

She shook her head lightly, turned back to her room, and ignored her.

In the middle of the night, Zhai Wangyou covered his heart in his sleep and woke up with a light cough.

She covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed a few times, then let go, the handkerchief was bright red.

She glanced at the room weakly, then closed her eyes silently, quietly welcoming death.

In the chaos, when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a vast expanse of white, surrounded by white mist, and she was lying on the bed.

She glanced at the quilt covering her, frowning in confusion.

So this is her bed, but this is obviously not her room.

Just when she was puzzled, a dreaming grass appeared in the white mist and slowly approached her.

Dream grass turned into a woman in the process of approaching, her facial features were delicate and compelling, and her eyes were clear and confused.

She opened her mouth to ask, but the strange woman seemed to be unconscious, did not answer, and pressed down regardless.

A heart almost jumped out of panic.

She wanted to raise her hand to refuse, but she had no strength. The unfamiliar touch stirred her mind, and her sensitive body gradually responded.

Her thoughts gradually became dazed, her hands were raised unconsciously, and she slowly hugged the woman on her body, unaware that she did not have any resistance from beginning to end.

The moment before she fell asleep, Zhai Wangyou looked at the woman who was grinding with her ears, and closed her eyes silently. It was probably a big dream, a ridiculous dream.

But when she woke up, she found that it was not a dream, and everything was different overnight.

The cultivation base is restored, the golden core is intact, and the cultivation base is more refined, leaving a striking red on the white sheets.

That woman really had a good time with her, not a dream of nothingness...

Remembering the dreaming grass that first appeared in the dream, and the spiritual power fluctuations from the medicine field last night, Zhai Wangyou got up and went to the medicine field, but there was no gain.

A wilted dreamgrass swayed, causing a wave of spiritual power.

Found.

"It's you."

Since then, there has been a dream grass in her room.

Dream grass has a human consciousness and likes to drink water with spiritual power.

On this day, Shao Zong mainly held a ceremony with junior sister Chongwen, Zhai Wangyou thought about it and wanted to take the initiative to invite Ying to recruit new disciples.

She doesn't like fun and trouble.

I also discovered that the dream grass also likes to smoke people, which is very cute.

Seeing the woman in her dream again, she is not surprised, she can transform.

I lied to her before and said no, it is a cunning dream grass, but this woman can't speak.

She remembered that dream and didn't know how to deal with it. She could only treat others with a cold face and drew out her sword, but she scared the person back into the grass.

"Did you use the double = repair method on me?"

Dream grass denied it, and slowly wrote a line: Otherwise, shall we try again?

Zhai Wangyou's heartbeat stagnated and her breathing slowed down. She tried again, but her heart beat suddenly for some reason, and even when she saw this woman, she subconsciously relaxed her vigilance.

She bit the corner of her lips silently, and her expression turned cold unconsciously.

The Dreaming Grass seemed to be frightened again, and said that she wanted to find someone else to try it.

Zhai Wangyou lowered his eyes, still a timid and reckless dreaming grass, very shameless.