If cultivation is exchanged for understanding, will I be mentally retarded for five thousand years?

as soon as she gets close to Su Yun, she immediately closes her eyes to avoid getting too close and getting burned.

After adjusting slightly, Fuxiang took a deep breath, then puffed up her cheeks, opened her cherry-like red lips, and blew sharply forward.

The

moment the aroma was spoken, she immediately raised her body, and at the same time opened her eyes, observing the changes in the demonic qi.

"How can this be?"

After a moment, Fuxiang exclaimed, and the whole person was instantly stunned.

The demonic qi wrapped around its surface not only did not blow away, but it didn't even move, and it was still firmly attached to it, as if it was protected by an untouchable barrier.

This stumped her completely, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

After thinking about it for a while, Fuxiang decided to destroy its surface first and then find out.

Immediately afterward, she removed the hairpin from her head and poked lightly at her target, finding that it was indeed as he expected, that the hairpin could not break through the barrier at all, and reached the inside.

In a hurry, Fuxiang raised her jade hand, held the hairpin tightly in the air, and slammed it down.

After a soft sound, the hairpin in his hand was bounced open and flew into the basalt wall.

But seeing this scene, Fuxiang was immediately stunned, and he didn't know what the situation was.

"It's... What the hell is going on? How can there be such a hard instrument in the world? I'm afraid even the Demon Emperor can't reach this level, right?"

After a while, the floating fragrance, which was still immortal, decided to try it.

Whoosh!

Her mind moved slightly, and then she turned her jade hand into its original form, and the sharp white fur claws were aimed at Su Yun.

"Hmph! Grandma still doesn't believe it. In

the face of such a seductive demonic aura, Fuxiang has always refused to give up, and is bound to take it for himself, so that he doesn't care whether he will scrap Su Yun.

After getting ready

, Fuxiang looked at the position, aimed his claws at the vital point and swung violently, and three white lights streaked through the air, hitting the target accurately.

With a muffled sound, Fuxiang's entire body was bounced out and slammed into the wall.

And Su Yun was lying on the bed intact.

However, Su Jinyao, who was hanging in the air, was not so lucky, and was shocked by the aftermath that came from behind, like swinging.

The style of painting suddenly became fragrant.

Fortunately, Fuxiang was not too seriously injured, and stood up after a while, but her face was full of shock.

"It's... How could this demonic power be so terrifying?"

At this moment, she was obviously frightened.

On the other hand, Su Yun is still as tall as ever.

But just as Fuxiang stepped forward and was about to check again, a figure quietly appeared at the entrance of the three-story attic.

Immediately afterward, mocking

voices rang out.

"Hahaha, I never expected that, Biyun Pavilion's pavilion master, Miss Fuxiang, would have this habit and like to play so much

?" "Who?"

Fuxiang reacted very quickly, and immediately turned around to look at the dark place.

In a moment,

a handsome boy dressed in white suddenly appeared in front of him.

Due to the qi wave just now, the curtain outside the red bed was shaken away, and Su Jinyao and Su Yun inside the bed were covered, so that Zao Wou-Ki couldn't see the situation inside clearly.

But the breath of a man and a woman on the bed can still be clearly felt.

"Zao Wou-Ki has seen the Master of the Floating Incense Pavilion!" At

this time, Zao Wou-Ki laughed extremely lewdly, as if such an exciting scene had unreservedly drawn out his nature.

In the darkness

, the floating incense that had been soaked with sweat raised his hand and covered his body with the cloak on the hanger, so as to prevent the bulge from being exposed to Zao Wou-ki's eyes, and the right claw that had turned into its original form also returned to a human hand at the same time.

"Zao Wou-Ki!"

Fuxiang's body trembled slightly, and she suddenly remembered who it was.

Immediately afterward, she pretended to be calm and scolded in an extremely stern tone:

"The Pavilion Master and you don't know each other, Zhao Gongzi broke into my Biyun Pavilion late at night, it's too rude!"

In the entire Yunshan City, such a young person with such cultivation almost does not exist, and it is almost like Zhao Wuji last night.

"Hahaha, you and I are all fellow practitioners, so you don't have to pretend.

By the way, Zhao has a question that he wants to ask the Pavilion Master, I don't know if I should call you the Pavilion Master of

Fuxiang, or Miss Ji Ji?" "You..."

Fuxiang, who was shocked, suddenly took two steps back, and while his chest was concuzzating, he raised his hand to Zao Wou-Ki and squeezed out a sentence.

"How do you know?"

"Hahaha, I don't bother with this.

However, the rumors in the market are really true, the pavilion master's mind is really vast!

I just don't know how to do it, Zhao wants to try it.

Hearing this

, Fuxiang hurriedly withdrew her right hand, held her chest with both hands, and forcibly stopped the trembling waves.

"Zhao Gongzi, Biyun Pavilion doesn't welcome you, please leave quickly, otherwise I'm not welcome. "

The pavilion master's words are wrong, everyone is a fellow practitioner, and it is better to be happy alone than to be happy.

Since you like to be lively, you might as well play together.

"Zao Wou-Ki only thinks about Su Yun and Su Jinyao in the red bed, and only thinks that Fuxiang loves this.

"Nonsense, I'm just for them..."

At this point, she stopped talking, completely unable to explain, and there was no need to explain.

"What are you doing for them? Do you want to play solitaire? Hahaha!

I just don't know which brother is in the bed, and he is so glamorous, please show up.

At this point, Zao Wou-Ki wanted to walk towards the bed, wanting to see the specific situation inside.

The floating incense is a dodge, stopped in front of it, and does not let a cent.

"Hmph, since the pavilion master is so obsessed, then don't blame Zhao for being rude. With

that, he released all the coercion in the middle stage of foundation building, rushed towards the floating incense, and pressed it to the wall.

The back

of the floating incense was close to the wall, and the high bulging body was also pressed outward, and the whole body could not move.

"Bastard, let me go!"

"Let go, of course, but not now."

Zao Wou-Ki said as he walked towards her, a lewd expression written on his face.

After bringing his lips close to her cheek, he blew lightly, swept his right hand across her ear, pulled a strand of hair on his fingertips, and said softly:

"The pavilion master is so fragrant, presumably the taste of the body must be good, Zhao must have a good taste today, hehehe!"