Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Yuan Xiaolou rubbed Ye Xiaochuan's back with a skilled and gentle technique.

She was a woman without ambition. If it weren't for the incident of Qianmianmen, she might have married and had children and lived a peaceful life.

She enjoyed the process of serving Ye Xiaochuan and never felt tired.

Ye Xiaochuan bathed for half an hour and got up from the worn-out bathtub. Yuan Xiaolou wiped his body with a dry towel and changed his wet shorts.

Looking at the clean shorts in Yuan Xiaolou's hand, Ye Xiaochuan smiled bitterly.

Yuan Xiaolou blushed and said, "I won't look at you."

After saying that, he turned his head.

Ye Xiaochuan said, "Thank you."

After changing into clean shorts, Yuan Xiaolou helped Ye Xiaochuan comb his hair.

Now Ye Xiaochuan's hair is four or five inches long. He is no longer the little monk who was shaved bald by Zuo Qiu in the jade cave last year.

After combing his hair, Ye Xiaochuan continued to meditate and practice, expanding the five acupuncture points that had been opened.

Suddenly, there were sporadic sounds.

Ye Xiaochuan opened his eyes and saw Yuan Xiaolou undressing. He quickly took off all his clothes and sat in the bathtub.

This kind of scene was not uncommon for Ye Xiaochuan. When they were in Lantian County before, the two of them lived in the same room. Yuan Xiaolou bathed in the room in front of Ye Xiaochuan every time.

At first, both of them were a little embarrassed, but later they got used to it.

After Yuan Xiaolou's disguise, her facial features were far inferior to her original appearance.

But her figure and the skin under her clothes did not change at all.

Looking at the nearly perfect body under the oil lamp and walking into the steaming mist, a familiar thought flashed through Ye Xiaochuan's mind.

During this period, Ye Xiaochuan thought more than once that it would be better to return to Lantian County with Yuan Xiaolou and live a stable life. The grievances and fighting in the rivers and lakes had nothing to do with him anymore.

But whenever he thought of the woman in white clothes, the tragic death of his mother in his arms, and the resolute look of Grandpa Xiaotu when he looked at him, he would immediately put an end to the idea of ​​spending the rest of his life with Yuan Xiaolou.

He had carried too many things in his life.

This time he came back to life, not just for himself.

He also lived for his mother, for Xiaotu, and for those he owed.

Of course, he wanted revenge.

Blood debts need blood.

He felt that everyone in the world should be responsible for the death of his mother.

Xuantian Sect, Cangyun Sect, Piaomiao Pavilion, Demon Sect...

He had too many enemies.

This was also one of the motivations for him to stand up again.

This was also one of the reasons why he did not dare to cross that hurdle with Yuan Xiaolou.

This was also one of the reasons why he did not dare to recognize his old friends such as Bao Renhe.

In this life, he was destined to be alone.

He had to overcome all obstacles alone and finish his life alone.

He did not want to implicate anyone again.

When Ye Xiaochuan closed his eyes again and planned to continue practicing, Yuan Xiaolou spoke.

Yuan Xiaolou was seen lying on the three-foot-high bathtub, exposing most of his upper body.

He said: "I have been serving you all day, and now your injuries are completely healed. It's time for you to serve me, right?"

Ye Xiaochuan looked at Yuan Xiaolou's upper body almost exposed to the air, and smiled bitterly: "You don't want me to rub your back, do you?"

Yuan Xiaolou blinked his big eyes and said: "Is it not possible?"

Ye Xiaochuan was speechless.

Yuan Xiaolou saw that Ye Xiaochuan seemed unwilling, pouted and said: "Forget it if it's not possible."

This is anger.

Among the many people Ye Xiaochuan had lost before, there was Yuan Xiaolou.

He was struggling.

Should he take advantage of her or not make her angry.

In the end, he chose the latter.

He got off the bed, came to the back of the bathtub, picked up the towel, and dragged a broken stool, sat behind Yuan Xiaolou, and began to bathe her with a towel dipped in hot water.

Unmarried women have a kind of fragrance on their bodies, which is innate, and the intensity of the fragrance varies from person to person.

Some people say that this is the body fragrance of a virgin.

Yuan Xiaolou may be in her sixties or seventies, but women of this age in the mortal world are grandmothers, and even have great-grandchildren.

But women in the world of cultivation are different from women in the mortal world.

The age ratio of fairies to mortal women is usually five to one.

In other words, women in the mortal world can live to seventy years old, while fairies in the world of cultivation can live to three hundred and fifty years old.

The higher the fairy's cultivation level, the greater this ratio.

Yuan Xiaolou is a peerless master in the realm of heaven and man. The only woman who has reached this realm at her age is Wanyan Wulei.

Of course, bloodline inheritors such as Fengyi and Axiang are not included.

Yuan Xiaolou is nearly seventy years old this year, but she looks very young. She looks younger than Yun Qiyou and Yang Shijiu, and looks like seventeen or eighteen years old at most.

Ye Xiaochuan used to sleep with Yuan Xiaolou all day, and he was very familiar with the fragrance of Yuan Xiaolou.

It was a faint fragrance.

Of course, it was definitely not a fox fragrance.

I don’t know if it was Yuan Xiaolou or every inexperienced woman. In the bath, the fragrance emanating from the body became more intense.

In the faint fragrance, Ye Xiaochuan was a little confused.

No matter what, he was a normal man with blood.

And men are all animals who think with their lower body, no one can be an exception.

Yuan Xiaolou used to help Ye Xiaochuan bathe, but today Ye Xiaochuan wiped her back, which made Yuan Xiaolou very happy.

She turned around and faced Ye Xiaochuan head-on.

Ye Xiaochuan was already under a lot of pressure and was struggling mentally.

You turned around, so that Ye Xiaochuan would look at you? Or look at you? Or look at you?

Yuan Xiaolou was quite reserved a few months ago, but after sleeping in the same bed with Ye Xiaochuan for a long time, she got used to it.

She looked at Ye Xiaochuan and said, "I want to ask you a question."

Ye Xiaochuan said, "Ask it."

Yuan Xiaolou said, "Do I have a good figure?"

Ye Xiaochuan was speechless, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "It's pretty good."

Yuan Xiaolou said happily, "Really? Wanjun always said that my breasts are small, but I don't think they are small either."

Ye Xiaochuan was speechless and simply kept silent.

He felt that it was very dangerous to go on like this.

Yuan Xiaolou didn't stay quiet for long, and turned around again, saying, "Can I ask you another question?"

Ye Xiaochuan said, "Go ahead."

Yuan Xiaolou said, "How many women's bodies have you seen?"

Ye Xiaochuan was startled and said, "Not many."

Yuan Xiaolou said, "How many?"

Ye Xiaochuan couldn't help but think of many memories of the past, and these memories were all memories that he dared not think about and deliberately avoided during this period of time.

Yuan Xiaolou saw that Ye Xiaochuan's expression was lost in thought, and continued, "I will never tell anyone! Just tell me!"

Ye Xiaochuan frowned and said, "Why do you want to know this?"

Yuan Xiaolou smiled and said, "I just want to know how many women's bodies you have seen, like mine now." Ye Xiaochuan was silent for a long time, and said, "If you include you, it's five."