My practice narration is weird

Heavy snow fell, the sky and earth were white.

The beauty in my arms was as warm as jade.

In this biting cold, only the milky white snow seemed to bring a touch of warmth to the cold heart.

"Wuyou, let's practice together."

The familiar voice of the woman sounded in my ears along with the warm and moist exhalation.

His eyes paused slightly, and Ye Wuyou turned his head and looked at Luo Qinghan in his arms.

His eyes were very serious.

It seemed that he wanted to see something different from Luo Qinghan's face at this moment.

In this biting cold that could freeze people to pieces, the woman's face was still the one that Ye Wuyou was very familiar with, with ice-like skin and bones, beautiful and flawless, white and bloody.

The breath was the same.

Even the feelings conveyed by the soul were exactly the same.

In other words, it was Luo Qinghan?

[This cauldron is somewhat interesting. Under the deep erosion, it can forcefully turn itself into a guest-dominated one, but it will make you happy when it becomes like this.]

The pair of eyes that used to be cold and cold were flickering gently at this moment. Her eyelashes and the corners of her mouth were curved, and she smiled at Ye Wuyou without warning.

His fingertips circled Ye Wuyou's earlobe and Luo Qinghan said softly.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ye Wuyou didn't think about anything.

He just has such a good-looking face as Luo Qinghan. If he beats him until he cries, he will probably...

It looks better.

Ye Wuyou grabbed the woman's hand that was walking up and down behind him, then lowered his eyebrows and said.

"Are you here?"

[Okay, okay, here, of course, here, the dual cultivation in the ice and snow is even more beautiful, let this desire melt all the ice and snow in the world, even if she doesn't want to, she can't even think of disobeying you]

Are you doing double cultivation here?

Luo Qinghan looked a little surprised, as if she didn't expect Ye Wuyou to ask this question, but then her eyes became even more strange, her arms wrapped around the man's neck, and her body pressed closer.

She whispered in the man's ear.

"Anywhere is fine."

Ye Wuyou blinked. To be honest, he really didn't understand Luo Qinghan's current situation for a while.

He just thought of the words of the little monk before...

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the little monk shivering in the cold wind.

"Don't you have to swallow him?"

However, facing Ye Wuyou's question, Luo Qinghan just shook his head and chuckled.

"You will help me, won't you?"

Ye Wuyou thought about it and simply showed his cards directly.

"I will only help Luo Qinghan."

"I know you are confused right now."

The voice paused slightly, and then a soft voice sounded.

"So I will practice dual cultivation with you now. If you don't believe me, wait until our souls merge and take a good look at my appearance, to see if I am Luo Qinghan or not."

"..."

Ye Wuyou was silent for a moment.

That's all.

An inappropriate voice sounded against the cold wind.

The little monk sniffed.

"Donor Ye, you need to calm down, calm down, don't you hate dual cultivation the most?"

Ye Wuyou turned his head and looked at the little monk.

"Oh? That, I was just teasing you."

The little monk was stunned, opened his mouth, and finally said with great pain.

"Donor Ye, you need to make a clear distinction, the hidden danger of this donor always exists, even if it is fine now, but the reason may be related to me, but if I am gone, I am afraid that I will regret it in the future..."

"Donor Ye, take a good look, is the donor in front of you really the same person as before?"

To be honest... yes.

The person in front of you is Luo Qinghan, no doubt.

Ye Wuyou was very sure of this.

If it were someone else, they might not understand the situation at all, thinking that how could these people with completely different personalities be the same person?

He must have been possessed by something.

But Ye Wuyou was strangely familiar with Luo Qinghan's current state.

Just like himself before.

[No self] [All beings have no form] [No human form]...

Different state of mind.

But they were all Ye Wuyou.

Luo Qinghan didn't care about the monk's words at all at this moment, just gently pushed Ye Wuyou into the snow with his arm.

The snow was already over the knees, and the figure was trapped and submerged in an instant.

The icy cold came from all directions, but soon, Ye Wuyou felt that warm body covering him, dispelling the coldness around him.

The snow is the softest bed in the world, and the snow is the thinnest silkworm quilt in the world.

Ye Wuyou gently raised his hand, placed it across his chest, and pressed his palm against the warm and cold lips.

Luo Qinghan nodded slightly, looking ahead with a hint of doubt.

Ye Wuyou thought for a moment, then said seriously.

"Why do we need to practice dual cultivation?"

"Isn't it good?" Luo Qinghan answered irrelevantly.

Ye Wuyou frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Caiwei just left us."

Luo Qinghan's expression remained unchanged, and a subtle smile gently appeared on his red lips on his icy face.

A light voice came.

"Isn't that more exciting?"

His pupils shrank slightly, and Ye Wuyou opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word at all.

Luo Qinghan, you are really amazing.

But soon there was laughter.

"Wuyou, don't think too much."

Luo Qinghan moved forward slightly at this moment, sitting on the man's chest, looking leisurely at the snow-capped surroundings.

Ye Wuyou could only see half of the sky.

The woman's fingertips seemed to be caressing Ye Wuyou's cheek greedily, and light words came.

"[No Lower Limit] Just as you and I thought, what it protects is not me, but the spine behind me. Whether this spine has been there since I was born, or whether someone has done it deliberately since then, I have no way of knowing. I know, but because I thought of this early, I am not unprepared."

"That should be a remnant from ancient times. It doesn't matter whether it's a Buddha or something else. It's just that it wants me to step into the seven realms and take the opportunity to corrode me when it's looking for flaws in my mind. I noticed something wrong with this. I simply took advantage of the situation and took the initiative in this fight, so it is still me, I am still Luo Qinghan, no one else."

After a slight pause in his words, Luo Qinghan smiled softly and gently drew circles on Ye Wuyou's earlobe with his fingertips.

"Wuyou know, if I can do this, it actually has something to do with you."

"Why?"

"I have never seen this method of using bones to resurrect the soul, but I think its origin is the same as all the methods of seizing bodies in the world. It is a pity to try to take advantage of me when I am lost and broken."

As Luo Qinghan spoke, he gently leaned down and put his head on Ye Wuyou's forehead, saying with an inexplicable smile.

"My Taoist heart has been destroyed by you long ago..."

Luo Qinghan was shattered when he saw Lu Caiwei under Ye Wuyou.

Of course, that was before and cannot be compared to the same situation.

"I'm very sad that Caiwei is no longer here, but my mind has not shown any flaw because of this. That remnant has taken advantage of me."

The words were spoken by Luo Qinghan calmly, with a subtle smile always hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Wuyou said nothing, so Luo Qinghan continued.

Moist and warm lips were pressed against the earlobe, and the words floated along with the sound of breathing.

"Wuyou, tell me, it would be great if Caiwei was still here and the three of us could be together."

Ye Wuyou glanced at Luo Qinghan strangely, thinking that he didn't mean that, right?

but……

"I will rescue Caiwei." He said seriously.

But the latter didn't care, he just closed his eyes gently and whispered softly.

"At that time Caiwei will be in front and I will be behind, or Wuyou will be in front and I will be behind, or it will be me...layers upon layers, intertwined with each other..."

Ye Wuyou's body froze slightly.

That’s really what it means to be special.

This... what sandwich biscuit, who is the sandwich?

The narrator jumped out appropriately, his voice full of excitement.

[A beautiful woman is as gentle as jade in her arms, and behind her there is a beloved person who is sympathetic and adds fuel to the flames]

Ah, pushing the flames or pushing the waves to help the man?

Is this the idiom used like this?

Luo Qinghan stood up slowly at this moment and looked at Ye Wuyou, the two looked at each other silently.

Compared with before, Luo Qinghan was now less cold and more charming.

But Ye Wuyou looked at her, looking at her charming and beautiful face at the moment.

Completely different feelings came.

What he felt was not lust, but deep sadness.

"You still haven't said why you want to practice dual cultivation?" he asked.

"The remnant on my body is the Buddha who cultivated Acacia. If I want to borrow its power and completely liberate [no lower limit], I will practice this kind of technique." Luo Qinghan said calmly.

Ye Wuyou was stunned.

"What do you want with the power of that remnant?"

"Reckoning."

The word "liquidation" came from the woman's mouth.

For some reason, Ye Wuyou's mind suddenly trembled.

Liquidation…

Severe liquidation...

It seems that he also said this.

Not too long ago?

But no matter how much I think about it, I can't remember it. I don't know who I told it to, or under what circumstances I said it.

But can dual cultivation give Luo Qinghan the power to liquidate those guys?

No, there are still risks.

Even though Luo Qinghan still clearly maintains himself, as the young monk said, this matter is always a hidden danger, and he doesn't know what will happen in the future.

Ye Wuyou's eyes showed determination, he thought it shouldn't be like this.

Just bear the risks and hidden dangers yourself.

Moreover, no matter what happens, he must be optimistic about Luo Qinghan.

These inexplicable words always linger in Ye Wuyou's ears and echo in his heart, even if he is [forgotten], he will never forget them.

"This is not possible, Qinghan, I will help you deal with the remaining evildoers."

Ye Wuyou said this, but what he got in return was Luo Qinghan's cold gaze.

The woman put her hand on Ye Wuyou's chest and said coldly.

"Ye Wuyou, do you think I will still listen to you now?"

"You're wrong about that."

"Um?"

"You haven't heard much from me before." Ye Wuyou said seriously.

The woman chuckled softly, and then her eyes softened again, and she pressed herself against Ye Wuyou's chest, quietly listening to the other person's heartbeat, and said softly.

"I know, you are worried about me, right, but I have a sense of propriety..."

Luo Qinghan needs strength.

Not just to liquidate the remnants, not just for revenge.

Moreover, she must protect the person under her tightly and imprison her under her forever.

The narrator's words sounded in Ye Wuyou's mind at this moment.

[Liquidation, fierce liquidation! 】

[A beautiful woman is like jade in her arms, a gentleman hides his treasures in his body, and moves at the right time. The flattering appearance of this furnace cauldron now makes you even more tempted. This opportunity is perfect, why are you hesitating...]

There was a battle between heaven and man in Ye Wuyou's mind.

final……

That’s all, just practice it once.

Just once.

Who can bear this situation?

Then beat Luo Qinghan awake.

Ye Wuyou was already ready at this moment.

And light words slowly came from Luo Qinghan's mouth.

"From now on, Wuyou, I will practice double cultivation with you ninety-nine thousand and ninety-nine times in a row without interruption. I have already thought about the time. It will be roughly divided into three years. After three years, I will be able to achieve the results. When the time comes, I will clear up all those remnants and leave no one behind."

There seemed to be silence in the snow for a moment.

Even the narrator fell into deep silence at this moment...

The next moment, Ye Wuyou jumped up.

…

The little monk sniffed hard, then looked at Ye Wuyou standing next to him in surprise.

"Ye, donor Ye, what are you doing?"

Ye Wuyou looked solemn and spoke slowly.

"I actually don't like dual cultivation."

Then, Ye Wuyou turned around and asked.

"How do you plan to deal with the remaining evil on her body?"

"In reply to the donor, it is a living Buddha."

The young monk responded subconsciously at first, but then realized something and looked at Ye Wuyou in surprise.

"Does the donor mean to help the young monk?"

Ye Wuyou didn't respond.

He just looked at the soft snow in front of him quietly.

The woman's figure floats quietly from the fluffy snow, with snowflakes flying around her figure.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature changed again.

After just a few breaths, the little monk was so cold that his skin and flesh burst open.

A sighing voice came.

"Wouyou, you shouldn't be like this."

Luo Qinghan shook his head slightly.

There is no limit to the joy of the Buddha.

But she was only willing to practice double cultivation with Ye Wuyou ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times.

Doesn't Ye Wuyou not want to practice dual cultivation with him?

But just now it was clear that he had already moved his mind.

He had obviously given everything to Ye Wuyou, why was Ye Wuyou so stressed? Or even disobey her?

The woman's voice was indifferent, but she only received Ye Wuyou's smiling voice.

"Qinghan, don't talk so much nonsense between you and me. Just have a fight first. After the fight, I will reason with you."

Luo Qinghan's eyes were startled for a moment, but then he just sneered.

"Just you?"

Seven Realms Tianji.

Completely liberated [no lower limit].

The Tao realm unfolds.

【bloody cold】

The golden Buddha statue stood behind Luo Qinghan at this moment. The snow-capped world turned bright red at this moment, and countless big red lotus flowers appeared around Ye Wuyou.

Luo Qinghan stepped lightly on the top of the ancient temple, his hair flowing gently, looking at Ye Wuyou indifferently.

"Wouyou, why are you against me now?"

Ye Wuyou did not answer her question, but stretched out his hand and tapped his right eye.

The right eye recorded everything just now.

The man looked at Luo Qinghan and smiled softly.

"Qinghan, I'm looking forward to what your expression will be like when you wake up and hear those words I just said."

Luo Qinghan paused for a moment, staring at Ye Wuyou for a long time.

A strange smile appeared bit by bit on his beautiful face.

His long sleeves were fluttering, Luo Qinghan covered his face with his hands, and bent his waist slightly, as if he couldn't contain his inexplicable smile.

The woman's voice with a charming smile came along with the cold ice crystals.

The words stirred up all directions.

"Ye Wuyou, Ye Wuyou, Wuyou..."

"You guys really make me happy!!!"

…

Lu Caiwei woke up in a mountain forest.

This mountain forest does not seem to be very inhabited, and you can vaguely see the footprints of pedestrians on the mountain road.

Is it Yunwu Mountain?

No.

The scenery is completely different.

Even if she stood in the air and looked into the distance, there was no sign of the city within a hundred miles, but instead there were vast tracts of mountains and forests.

It's not Dayan. Dayan doesn't have this kind of environment.

What is this place?

The jade mirror was held in his hand, but no matter how many messages he sent, there was no response.

Lu Caiwei just sat cross-legged beside the mountain road for a long time.

She finally confirmed a few things.

First, one's own Qi has almost dried up, with only a little left, but there is no difficulty in using magical powers.

Because the spiritual energy... is spread all around, all over the mountains and forests, all over the body, it can be obtained by just breathing, as if it is inexhaustible.

It is far more abundant than Luohe River.

Second, Xia Anmeng disappeared.

Lu Caiwei's eyes were a little dim.

Without her master by her side, she felt like she was missing a backbone.

Three, this sword in my hand...

The edge of the sword is clear and there is not much edge.

It was the one I had lost in Luohe.

Four……

Lu Caiwei looked at the palm of her hand.

She was swallowed by the whirlpool, and she couldn't feel anything at that moment.

But in the palm of his hand, there was Ye Wuyou's handwriting.

It was impossible for Ye Wuyou to leave meaningless information.

Just what do these two words mean?

Just when Lu Caiwei wanted to think carefully, her eyes narrowed slightly and she looked at the corner of the mountain.

A vague quarrel.

Lu Caiwei listened for a while, frowned, then got up and walked towards a certain direction.

…

There was a sneer in his voice.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are not very good at cultivation. You are just a guy who can only read some poems and books to make the elders happy in the sect. You rely on the second elder's attention, and everyone gives in to you and is too lazy to talk nonsense with you. But the second elder is gone, and the sect master has moved to another position. Now you are outside the sect, why are you still so naive?"

"This is my stuff..." The girl's low voice sounded.

Before she finished speaking, her figure was pressed down by the boy's heavy foot. The dusty sole stepped on the girl's head and stepped lightly a few steps.

A low whimper sounded, but it only brought a few laughs around.

"She cried, she cried, she really cried."

"Like reading and painting? Is it useful? In the past, they came to check us every day to do those annoying homework! Tell me what kind of culture is needed for cultivation? Talent is enough, culture is shit!"

"And what is the formation like a city wall? Yes, I just want to ask you if there is a city wall in your cultivation? Tell me what a city wall is?"

"You, the elder said before his death that your talent can create a technique for the sect, with your cultivation level, you still create a technique? You can't even practice it yourself!"

The curse was mixed with laughter, merging with each other, covering the low sobs.

A clear sword light floated from the air.

"Flying a sword... Foundation building, foundation building cultivator?"

"No, I can't detect the breath... at least it's a golden elixir."

For a moment, the voices in the field quieted down.

The girl stood on the tip of the sword, her eyes lightly swept the ground, and her brows frowned slightly.

Looking at the group of people sweating profusely, Lu Caiwei showed a trace of disgust in her eyes. She didn't say anything, but the sword light on the tip of the sword became brighter, with a sharp sword intent.

For a moment, the figures scattered like birds and beasts.

Until the figures dispersed, Lu Caiwei stepped down from the tip of the sword, looked at the girl who was still curled up on the ground, thought about it, and gently patted her shoulder.

"No, it's okay."

She wanted to find someone to ask where this place was.

How far is it from Da Yan.

The girl was not very old at the moment, about eleven or twelve years old, and Lu Caiwei was confident that she could handle it.

The girl trembled, and after a long time, she realized something, slowly raised her head, revealing a face full of tears and dirt.

"Thank you, senior..."

Lu Caiwei didn't care, just stretched out her fingertips, a touch of aura... spiritual energy rippled out, sweeping away the dust and dirt on the girl.

But then, the clear eyes paused slightly.

Purple hair fluttered slightly, and although her face was still very young, it was somewhat similar to the Star Lord she had seen that day.

"Senior, senior..."

The voice of the call pulled Lu Caiwei back from her thoughts. She looked at the somewhat embarrassed, confused and frightened eyes of the girl in front of her and shook her head.

It was just a coincidence.

She leaned over and asked softly.

"You, you, what's your name, your name."

"Wenqu." (End of this chapter)