Rescue Little White Flower

In the room, the woman sits cross-legged, with five hearts facing the sky, and a bucket-thick green snake coiled around her, enclosing her in the middle.

The aura in the air was so dense that it almost misted, and the huge green snake comfortably leaned its head on Shen Qingwei's shoulder in this white mist.

With a heavy shoulder, Shen Qingwei opened her eyes helplessly.

Green snake rubbed her chin with its head to show dissatisfaction.

"Senior..." She said helplessly: "You are like this, I can't practice."

Anyone who is surrounded by a big green snake like a prey, I am afraid it will be difficult to enter concentration wholeheartedly.

What's more, Shen Qingwei has also seen this green snake in its form. As long as she thinks of that unparalleled woman, she can't help but feel a subtle feeling in her heart.

The green snake crawled over her shoulders slowly, and after staring at her for a moment with his black eyes, he nodded as if he understood something.

After a while, a woman in a cyan skirt fell into Shen Qingwei's arms.

Zhao Xingyue yawned, then squinted her eyes and asked, "So you can practice, right?"

Shen Qingwei: "..."

The huge green snake turned into a slender appearance. Shen Qingwei subconsciously supported the waist of the woman in her arms. Across the thin clothes, the soft and delicate feeling of the woman's waist was intimate with her palm.

The snake is a cold-blooded animal. After transforming into a human form, the body temperature of a woman is no higher than her prototype. In this summer weather, holding her can even be called cool.

But an unnamed heat rose from Shen Qingwei's body.

The woman's slender arms were like a snake body, wrapped around her neck, her cheeks leaned on her chest, and the breath of the fragrance of vegetation sprayed on her clothes.

The end of her eyes was dyed with a faint blush, and she looked like she was drunk.

"Predecessor..."

Shen Qingwei only felt that her palm was hot and wanted to remove her hand, but she didn't know what to do.

The woman replied in a low voice: "Huh?"

The soft snort from her nose instantly softened Shen Qingwei's bones.

She thought that she finally understood the feeling of a scholar who was sucked away by monsters in folklore—not to mention being a scholar of mortals, even as a monk, her concentration should be far superior to that of ordinary people. At that moment, she couldn't help but feel an impulse to give her life.

It is really confusing.

She lowered her eyes, not daring to look at the woman's face, but her flushed face revealed her true thoughts at this time, "Predecessor, senior, you should restore the prototype, I...I will try my best to settle down."

"You blush." ​​Zhao Xingyue curled her lips, showing a playful smile, "Little girl, you are so innocent, you will blush like this, you said if I were..."

She suddenly leaned forward and kissed Shen Qingwei on the cheek, "Kiss you, what will happen to you?"

Weng——

When the soft lips fell on her cheeks, Shen Qingwei's mind suddenly became blank.

What green snakes, white snakes, human repairs and demon repairs, were all driven out of her mind.

The only thing left was a kiss that was so light that it almost didn't exist.

Seeing the reaction of the person in front of him, Zhao Xingyue's eyes widened in surprise, and then she couldn't help but smile slightly.

She reached out and poked Shen Qingwei in the cheek. The girl’s white and delicate face was hot at this time. If she splashed a basin of water on it, she was afraid that it would soon smoke. Her two black and bright eyes went straight. Staring into the void, as if looking at something she couldn't see.

Zhao Xingyue knew that this girl was frightened and stupid, and now her mind was completely blank.

Really innocent.

Being possessed by the snake demon, the demon cultivator's reckless nature has somewhat affected Zhao Xingyue.

If she was the original one, she would certainly have a little bit of nasty taste, but she would definitely not be like her now, to tease her quest when she meets.

The evil nature of the demon cultivator was at work in Zhao Xingyue's bones. She couldn't help but get close to Shen Qingwei, wanting to see when she would recover.

It was a young genius girl who had cultivated to the Golden Core Stage at a young age. After a moment of blankness, Shen Qingwei quickly recovered.

Despite the hot smoke on her face and the softening of her bones, she tried her best to calm herself down: "Senior--"

The black eyes meet the cyan vertical pupils.

It turns out that the eyes of the snake demon are so beautiful.

Obviously when the prototype was black, how did the eyes turn into cyan after the transformation?

Shen Qingwei thought distractedly, but suddenly there was a feeling of wetness on her lips.

Zhao Xingyue who licked her squinted her eyes and said with a full smile: "It's so sweet."

Shen Qingwei, who finally realized what had happened, brushed her back and stood up. Zhao Xingyue, who was lying in her arms, stood up neatly, frowning and scolding, "Do you want to kill the deity?"

Shen Qingwei was at a loss and didn't know where to put her eyes. "Yes, I'm sorry senior, I, I didn't mean it."

She stepped forward subconsciously, trying to hug the woman back in her arms. After stretching out her hand, she realized what a stupid thing she had done. The shame and embarrassment instantly filled her brain and chest.

"Yes, sorry senior..."

Puff--

Zhao Xingyue couldn't help but laugh, she hadn't seen such an innocent girl for a long time.

"I'm talking about you," she stretched out her slender finger and poked Shen Qingwei's chest, "what's so shy, you and I are both women, but I just touched and kissed, what's the big deal, I don't Will eat you."

Her fingers were slender and slender, and the fingertips were painted with red Koodan, like a snake letter. Shen Qingwei's gaze fell on this hand, and the thought that rose in her heart turned out to be that she really wanted to grab a kiss.

In the next second, she realized what she was thinking.

Zhao Xingyue looked at her strangely. She didn't do anything this time. Why did Shen Qingwei's face appear again with an unbearable expression.

"Okay, okay!" The little girl who was too innocent was amused, but Zhao Xingyue didn't want to scare people away directly. She also hoped that she would nurture her body by absorbing Shen Qingwei's aura that overflowed during her practice. "Stop teasing you." , If you continue to practice, the deity will make the prototype smaller, like this—"

Her words stopped abruptly in the middle of her words, Shen Qingwei looked up a little puzzled, but saw the woman's expression serious, her head sideways, as if listening to something.

"forward--"

Before she could finish her words, she covered her mouth with one hand.

Zhao Xingyue whispered in Shen Qingwei's ear: "Someone is coming."

people?

Is it the master and them?

No, no, senior must remember the breath of Master and them. If it were Master and them, Senior would not be so nervous.

She raised her hand to indicate that she would not make any movement. Zhao Xingyue let go of her and turned into a green snake on her shoulder. Shen Qingwei tiptoed to the door and listened to the movement outside.

"Qingwei, are you there?"

It's the voice of the master.

Shen Qingwei's vigilant heart suddenly dropped, and she was about to open the door, but Zhao Xingyue's previous reaction suddenly appeared in her mind.

After thinking for a while, Shen Qingwei went back to the room, opened the cabinet, put all the charms she had put in the drawer, and stuffed them into the universe in her sleeves. She clenched her sword tightly, and then slowly opened the door and walked out of the courtyard. .

When she opened the door, the real person in Yongan, who was in the head of the robe, was standing under the moonlight waiting for her.

He is a kind-looking old man with all white beard and hair, but he is very tall. He is amiable when he laughs, but a little scary when he is not smiling.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, Yongan Zhenren turned his head, and Shen Qingwei's familiar smile appeared on his face.

"Master." Shen Qingwei yelled respectfully, "It's so late, is there something urgent?"

"The matter about the appearance of demon cultivator near the righteous sect has been spread. The people of the Righteous Path Alliance have just reached the peak of righteous qi. Everyone thinks that you are the first person to discover demon cultivator. You should let you talk about meeting demon cultivator ."

This kind of thing, can't it be solved by sending a communication paper crane?

Doubts flashed in Shen Qingwei's heart, and Yongan's unusual attitude made her vigilant.

She thought of what the green snake had said to her when she transformed into a human form during the day--

"...I suspect that Moxiu has sneaked in..."

Could it be that the person in front of you is not a master, but a demonic disguise?

Shen Qingwei didn't think much about this matter. After all, Mo Xiu pretended to be a monk of the right way, mixed into the right way sect, and opened the sect of the sect.

She did not follow the real person in Yongan to the righteous peak the first time he spoke, but asked vigilantly: "Master, do you still remember what happened between you and me on March 15th."

She was not afraid that her blatant temptation would arouse the resentment of Real Person Yong'an. She had just escaped from the hands of Mo Xiu, and it was normal for her to be nervous.

Real person Yongan was taken aback, before Shen Qingwei's vigilant expression on her face turned into tension, he smiled easily and blinked at her, "I don't know where Zhu Guo in your brother's medicine garden went, it has nothing to do with me. Ah, don't talk nonsense."

Shen Qingwei's expression also relaxed.

The real person Yong'an said was nothing else, it was the two of them who were greedy and named Zhu Zheng, who had been pure-bred Zhu Zheng in the medicinal garden for ten years.

The master and apprentice surreptitiously picked the fruits grown by their apprentices/brothers, and afterwards they gave each other a cover. Up to now, Zhu Zhengchun didn't even think about it. He had planted countless enchanted medicine gardens, but who took advantage of the loopholes and stolen them. A panacea.

As everyone knows, he is a thief.

Confronted with the secret signal, when the real person Yongan called out his commonly used flying sword, Shen Qingwei had no doubt about the truth or falsehood of her master's words.

Just when she was about to step on her flying sword and go to the Zhengqi Peak with Real Person Yongan, a blue light flashed by suddenly, but in the blink of an eye, two more blood flowed on Real Person Yongan’s neck. Little hole.

A thunderous voice exploded in Shen Qingwei's mind: "Run--"

Before the brain could react, Shen Qingwei's body had already stepped on the flying sword and rushed into the night sky.