Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

Qi Wu Yue's fingertips that were supporting his chin moved, and the delicate silver jewelry swayed as well.

Obviously, he was also somewhat tempted.

A good chef is rarer than a spiritual vein, and a chef that suits your taste is even more difficult to find.

Qi Wu Yue glanced at An Ning in the cage.

An Ning clenched his fist and cheered: Turn, turn, turn!

A white hand decorated with a slender silver chain stretched out from under the luxurious green jade umbrella. Two fingers so beautiful that they seemed to exude fragrance lifted He Miao's chin, pinched the chin and twisted it gently, turning He Miao, who was roasting the spirit bird, towards him.

At first his eyes were blank, and then he was so confused that he didn't know what the world was.

The beauty sat on a long sword as white as jade, leaning over to look at her with a smile, as if she was the only one in her silver eyes. The fragrance from her silver hair falling like flowing water was like invisible clouds, drifting into her nose.

The jade texture of the green jade umbrella shone with a moist warm light, making the person under the umbrella look even more eye-catching, too beautiful to be ordinary, and a pleasant voice spoke gently.

"Do you want to come with me?"

"Stay in Southern Xinjiang... You have a good character, and someone will teach you swordsmanship. I can..." give you a lot of spirit stones.

The deliberately slowed-down sound seemed to linger between the lips and tongue, exuding a warm fragrance and the warm red lips were stunningly gorgeous.

He Miao's face suddenly flushed, turning red like a brilliant cloud, and it seemed as if she could no longer hear what the second half of the sentence was.

Then the two beautiful fingers on her chin, which seemed to carry fragrance, touched her hot cheeks very naturally.

"It's a little hot, what's wrong with you?" Qi Wu Yue retracted his fingers, "Speak, think about it, do you want to come with me?"

But this face is so close...

He Miao stammered: "I, I, I..."

There was a startling, muffled sound that made my teeth hurt.

She smashed a hole in the ground with her head, then used her hands and feet to bury her head in the grass beside her and curled up in a true ostrich posture.

"I, I, I have been a widower for over a hundred years. I couldn't resist this temptation. I have a weak will. I am guilty..." She pleaded guilty in a tone of deep disgust.

Qi Wu Yue’s fingertips, which were stretched out to help someone, remained suspended in mid-air.

So what did she imagine?

Qi Wu Yue glanced at An Ning: Do I look like the kind of gangster who takes advantage of young female cultivators?

An Ning thought: No, all the young female cultivators in the world want to take advantage of you, and everyone in our southern border has evil intentions.

He Miao's escape was purely due to the fact that he had never seen such extreme beauty.

Wild boars can't eat fine bran, so she wouldn't be so useless.

Hehe, she would secretly touch the emperor's hair.

He Miao, who had been hiding in the grass and calm for half an hour, slowly moved over, picked up the half-roasted spirit bird, and silently put it on the fire to roast.

Start thinking.

Stay in Southern Xinjiang...Stay in Southern Xinjiang...

In fact, she doesn't have any obsession.

Besides, she wanted to repay Linlang for the kindness she had shown her.

When her adoptive father was about to die, Linlang helped him refine a longevity pill. She returned to the village a step too late, and her adoptive father had already... Although it was not useful, Linlang was indebted to her.

"The longevity pill can increase your lifespan, although it can only extend your lifespan by ten years. It is also one of the most difficult third-grade pills to refine. Are you sure what she gave you was the longevity pill?" An Ning, who had been eating pills for years, frowned and saw something suspicious in her words.

Most of the people who can skillfully refine longevity pills are alchemists of the fifth rank or above. If she was not mistaken, that Linlang was just a mediocre third rank alchemist.

If he is a genius, there is still a 30% chance.

Looking at her furnace of pills, many of them were incomplete and only a few were complete.

To be honest, An Ning, who has been surrounded by a group of alchemists as her care doctors since she was a child, has never seen such a weak person.

Among the three furnaces, there must be one furnace containing ash.

Qi Wu Yue stretched out his hand: "Is the pill still there? Take it out and let me see it."

"Could there be fake pills?" Although He Miao was puzzled, he still obediently took out the small jade bottle containing a pill.

Qi Wu Yue just poured it out and took a look at it, then threw it back: "It's fake."

……

The closer they got to the huge snow-white sword in the air, the more crazy the level of the monster increased.

Monks can set traps to capture monsters, and monsters can also do the same.

Monsters can also increase their spiritual power by swallowing monks.

The higher the realm of the monster, the higher its IQ. They can see that all the cultivators in the realm come for this sword intent, so they guard the sword intent and wait for the cultivators.

Monster: Open your mouth and wait for the monk to come to you.

The monsters encountered along the way became increasingly powerful, and Pei Shan could no longer carry that group of burdens. He placed them in a safe place, and continued to move towards the place where the sword intent was passed down with Xuan Wei and others.

A small green scorpion fell silently from Qi Wu Yue's silver bell into the grass.

Together they killed a demon beast at the peak of the Spirit Severing Stage. Feng Bu Mian and the others were covered in blood. Before they could wipe the blood off their swords, they saw the Beast King.

The overlord of the monsters in the secret realm, the beast king who possesses the power to transcend tribulations.

Pei Shancai looked at the sword inheritance that was only a few inches away, then looked at the beast king in front of him whose eyes were bigger than a water tank, and closed his eyes in despair: "Retreat."

Who could have thought that the Beast King would come here and wait for opportunities.

Before he turned around, he saw the Beast King, who was as big as a hill, running away as if frightened by something.

Shan Mianzai moved away and looked at Qi Wu Yue who appeared behind him.

Don't be afraid, there are beings in their team that are more terrifying than the Beast King.

He just turned his head and showed his face, and he scared the Beast King away. It was very intimidating.

The snow-white sword intent was hanging on a mountain. The closer they got, the more they felt that the sword intent was covering the sky and the sun. The moment several people stepped onto the top of the mountain.

The mountain, it turned over.

Amid the loud noise of the sky collapsing and the earth sinking, Qi Wu Yue covered the entire overturned mountain with his spiritual sense, found the entrance to the inheritance from among the rolling rocks, raised his leg and kicked Xuan Wei in, then threw the Mingyu Sword into the entrance.

Just as he was about to lift his leg to follow in, he felt a hand grabbing his ankle.

Qi Wu Yue lowered his head and looked at the guy who didn't fall down with the rolling rocks because he grabbed his ankle.

Dan Mianzai grabbed the snow-white ankle as if it were a hot potato.

After seeing clearly what he had caught, he wanted to let go on the spot, but he couldn't find anything else to catch. He was very embarrassed, smiled awkwardly, and changed to a respectful title.

"Can you help me out?"

Qi Wu Yue lowered his eyes and looked at him with interest, and there was a rare embarrassment on that gentle and gentle fox face.

"Do you want to let go and fall down by yourself, or do you want me to pull you down?" Qi Wu Yue kindly gave him two choices.

Two choices, one result.