Net king, you are on the bow!Clear and turbid, I walk on the shore!

I couldn't see his face clearly.

He buried his head into Tan's clear neck, and greedily let the charming body fragrance fill his nostrils.

"Clear..."

"The concubine is in..."

His voice was muffled with palpable joy.

Her voice was cold, with subtle tenderness.

Tan Qingzhuo wrapped his arms around Yukimura's head, soothing him gently.

"Fifteen days...you finally woke up..."

"I slept for fifteen days? But I should be fine when I wake up..."

Yukimura Seiichi suddenly thought of something, and hurried out of her arms.

He touched her belly, his heartache and pity occupied those touching purple eyes.

"Void...does it hurt..."

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Kagome stared straight at the two of them, as if he was admiring a beautiful ink painting.

On the other hand, Inuyasha became distorted and somewhat at a loss, and turned his gaze away.

"I didn't expect that this deserted girl would be wanted by someone. Oh...it's so sour..."

"It's you who don't want to eat grapes and say grapes are sour!"

"What are you talking about! Wouldn't it be nice for you, a woman, to find someone from 'Gang Ya Jun'? Who cares about you!"

"Inuyasha! Sit down! Get down!"

Hearing a loud noise, the boy fell headlong to the ground.

Kagome grabbed Inuyasha by the collar and dragged him out of the room.

"Old friend, wait."

Several light pink spar fragments appeared abruptly in Tan Qingzhuo's hands, and he threw them towards Kagome.

The bracelet in her hand seemed to have bound her soul since she was born. Even if her spiritual power was sealed, she could still use it as long as her soul was immortal.

"This is what you're looking for..."

Kagome reacted quickly and took the broken spar in the air into her hand.

"Fragments of the Jade of the Four Souls...Thank you..."

Kagome's mind froze a bit, she couldn't figure out why the fragments of the jade of the four souls would appear in modern times.

The Jade of the Four Souls that should have been destroyed 500 years ago, but its fragments appeared today 500 years later.

Was it Kagome who destroyed the Jade of the Four Souls first, or Tan Qingzhuo who handed over the fragments of the Jade of the Four Souls to Kagome first...

Cause and effect, six reincarnations, the answer seems to have been buried in the dust of time and space.

As soon as Kagome went out, she saw a purple-haired boy standing by the window, inquiring about the news inside the house.

The newly equipped oval glasses made it impossible to see through his expression, and he felt a little sneaky.

But he is full of a gentleman's demeanor that is familiar to him, and it is difficult for people to think about him in those inappropriate places.

"Ah, she must be another clear admirer... Sigh... She really is..."

Kagome said helplessly with the corners of her mouth hooked, and looked at Yagyu with a playful look.

"Hmph! It's another guy who wants to have a leg...Gang, Ya, Jun...Gang! Ya! Jun! Anyone who gets a leg is not a good thing!"

Inuyasha gritted his teeth and spoke softly.

"What did you just say, Inuyasha?"

"No……"

In fact, with Liu Sheng's personality, he would definitely rush to be the first to escape from this place of right and wrong haunted by ghosts, but...

He was really terrified of leaving Tan Qingzhuo!

"It's clear, don't move around, go back to sleep."

"I don't want to be a concubine."

"Hey... Go back to sleep, your injury is serious."

Yukimura Seichi suddenly changed his attitude, he was no longer a coquettish boy, but like a loving mother who takes care of disobedient children...

Can't persuade Tan Qingzhuo, Yukimura had no choice but to hug her up.

Putting her into Shang Wen's quilt, Yukimura's arm was caught off guard by Tan Qingzhuo.

"Didn't the concubine sleep for fifteen days? Now the concubine wants to see Yaosang."

"No! You're still injured, don't move around until the injury heals!"

Yukimura is tough, at least on this point he won't budge!

He lay down on the edge of the clear pool, and Yukimura just put on the quilt.

His arms embraced the body, and the soft touch was clearly in his hands.

Smelling the cool fragrance of epiphyllum on her body, Yukimura looked at her with slightly red ears.

Her body is cool all year round, and it is very comfortable to hold her in this early summer.

"Shi'er...the concubine is going to find Yaosang..."

"What are you doing looking for that stinky girl like Yaosang! Go to sleep obediently."

Yukimura was a little dissatisfied, and tightly imprisoned her body.

Like a butterfly unwilling to leave the flower, she hummed softly, a little coquettishly.

"Don't go find her!"

"But the concubine..."

"But what, just don't allow..."

"Yao Sang is one of the best in divination among the spirits of the tree charms, and I want to count her as one."

Thinking of the inexplicable sealing of his spiritual power by the God of Plague, Tan Qingzhuo pursed his lips.

"The spiritual power of my concubine has been sealed by the God of Plague..."

Tan Qingzhuo struggled tentatively after not hearing any movement behind him for a long time.

On the contrary, Yukimura hugged him even tighter, and the temperature in the brocade quilt was rising rapidly.

Tan Qingzhuo felt that the body behind him was hot.

"Then we'll talk about it at night... Now go to bed obediently!"

Yukimura rubbed Tan's clear neck, and carefully licked it lightly.

Tan Qingzhuo trembled all over, startled, and forcefully pushed Xingmura away.

"The concubine still has to find her."

Just as she was about to get up, her sleeves seemed to be caught by something, so she looked back.

Yukimura Seiichi's collar was slightly open, and he stared at Tan Qingzhuo with half-opened eyes.

The big hand grabbed Tan Qingzhuo's snow sleeves, pulling her to prevent her from leaving.

"Such a big matter, how can Qingzhuo not tell me..."

"Er...a concubine..."

"Sleep with me before going to her, okay..."

Tan Qingzhuo sat and hesitated for a while, and finally lay down in a compromise.

Covering the quilt carefully, Yukimura finally hugged Tan Qingzhuo and closed his eyes contentedly.

With nephrite in his arms, how could he be able to sleep!

This is just an excuse to get along with Tan Qingzhuo for a while.

Tan Qingzhuo, whose spiritual power was sealed, was really tired, and fell into a dream after closing his eyes for a while.

Liu Sheng outside the window was still lingering, frowning and pushing his glasses.

He has been waiting for a long time, who would have thought that those two people would just sleep like this? !

Going to sleep just as the sun was setting in the west? !

Liu Sheng pushed his glasses, and went back to the guest room resentfully.

Sure enough, Tan Qingzhuo staying in the tennis club...is a disaster!

Oh no... Maybe it's more appropriate to describe it as disaster water!

Seeing that he has to be careful recently, let me remind Nioh by the way...

The tennis club has been messed up enough by her, so as not to fall into another...

No, it may have fallen in...

The setting sun slanted, elongating his shadow, reflected on the mottled wall, drifting away, and lingering for a long time.

Liu Sheng never thought deeply about why he came here to wait for the person he hated in his heart.

The so-called fans of the authorities, who can see clearly in this scene, who will be whose bystanders.

Who would know that he had already entered the scene, and who would know who fell first...

Fate always likes to joke, everything is unpredictable.

The author has something to say:

☆, get entangled!Yagyu-kun!

When Tan Qingzhuo wakes up again, the willow twigs are already on the moon.

Yukimura, who was not sleepy at all, was holding her arm at this moment, breathing steadily, and was in a deep sleep.

The iris-like hair was gently attached to the delicate and perfect face, and the pair of deep and charming eyes were closed at this moment.

His expression was serene and serene, like a sleeping immature child.

Tan Qingzhuo's cold fingers touched his face, smooth as jade.

Yukimura Seichi is a very perfect boy, and he has been surrounded by countless opposite sexes since he was a child.

The strong and introverted aura on his body can attract the attention of all ages.

Tan Qingzhuo remained expressionless as usual, but there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

She gently took Yukimura Seiichi's arm away, releasing her tightly held arm.

Opening the paper door lightly, the courtyard of Yukimura's house was in a mess.

A lot of trees fell down, and the branches were covered with green leaves and red flowers.

The walls are mottled and the roads are somewhat damaged.

The blue hair draws a beautiful arc in the wind, but no one appreciates it at this moment.

After closing the door, she gently leaned on it, silently looking at the deep night.

Those stars are as bright as sky lanterns, but the fragmentary ones dare not approach the cold Su'e.

The frost fell, slightly illuminating the entire courtyard.

Everything is so bright, but a little illusory, a little foggy.

Even that woman was like this, cold and unapproachable.

It was not yet late at night, Liu Sheng ran lightly to the courtyard for a little practice.

Even if something like this happens, King Li Haida will never let up in the slightest!

As soon as he arrived, he was attracted by the woman by the door.

The woman in the white kimono still has the long green hair, the jade-like face, and the loneliness of Epiphyllum...

At this moment, she was tilting her head slightly, her obsidian-like eyes half-opened.

Behind the hands, fingertips lightly touched the door.

The wind was blowing rustlingly, and there was a kind of heartbreaking dejection between the brows and eyes.

Obviously this face has been seen many times, but every time, it is still secretly startled.

Liu Sheng didn't want to go forward at first, but his hands and feet suddenly didn't follow the command of his body.

Like a marionette at the mercy of others.

"Senior Tan."

Liu Sheng pushed his glasses, slightly concealing his embarrassment.

Tan Qingzhuo turned his gaze to him, and gave a slight hum as a signal.

"Let's... talk..."

"it is good."

They found a place and sat down by a surviving cherry tree.

Underneath was a patch of crimson flowers, Tan Qingzhuo stretched out her smooth little feet, and rubbed them with her fingertips.

Only then did Liusheng realize that she hadn't worn shoes from the beginning.

The white feet were stained with some dust and mud, and there were still a few touches of delicate red fragrance left after the petals were smashed to pieces.

"I heard you have a cleanliness."

Liu Sheng glanced at those somewhat gray jade feet, and looked away unnaturally.

"there is."

"Then why..."

Tan Qingzhuo looked at him calmly, then lowered his head and stared at his feet.

Every time Tan Qingzhuo looks at her, she seems to understand what she means. Her cold red phoenix eyes seem to be able to speak.

But this time, Liu Sheng read disgust from her eyes, as if...

Are you looking down on him for being stupid?

"Nature is the cleanest. It is much cleaner than humans, demon spirits, or tools and equipment. It is much cleaner than anything else."

Tan Qingzhuo picked up a cherry blossom petal and crushed it with his fingertips.

The red juice stained her snow-white skin again, with a kind of charm that she had never had before.

"All things come from nature, and ultimately return to nature. Nature is the source and return of all life in the world, and it is the purest pure land."

Liu Sheng felt a little strange, he understood the meaning of every word Tan Qingzhuo said, but together...

It seemed like something he couldn't understand.

"But those are just ordinary flower petals and silt, I don't see nature, where is the so-called nature..."

"Nature is in the water, in the wind, in the soil, in the trees...you can see it as long as you lower your head, raise your head, and turn your head. It is the source of all things, and it is everywhere..."

Hearing Tan Qingzhuo's words, Liu Sheng seemed to have a very strange feeling.

He seemed to understand something, and he didn't seem to understand it, so he just wanted to pierce that layer of window paper that couldn't be broken no matter what.

Tan Qingzhuo looked at Liu Sheng's dumbfounded appearance, and smiled with his cool eyes.

The boys she met...

One and two are not vegetarians!

Sanada who is born on a mortal body but has entered the way of cultivating immortals, Yukimura who is born with a life-like emperor star, Liu who has a pair of mysterious eyes, and Yagyu who is gifted as a ghost cultivator...

There is also Tezuka, who is protected by a legendary creature like Nue, and Atobe, who has a faint aura of wood charm on his body...

Maybe……

Even Nianhua has to mess with these fateful youngsters...

Tan Qingzhuo stretched out his hand and raised it above his head.

The moonlight penetrated her fingertips and she couldn't grasp them.

What she didn't know was that maybe there was a pretentious heart, and she wanted to make a mess of these teenagers...

"Is this the legendary Taoist thought...it really looks like what a so-called cultivator would say..."

Liu Sheng smiled softly, then suddenly thought of something, and the corners of his raised mouth suddenly twitched.

"Are you minding about ghost cultivators?"

"No……"

"There are concubines here now, they...uh..."

While talking, Tan Qingzhuo gradually closed his mouth.

Liu Sheng pushed his glasses, but did not speak.

Outside the guest room a few hours ago, he had already heard about Tan Qingzhuo's spiritual power being sealed.

It is impossible to say that he is not worried, after all, he is recognized by the tennis club.

After all, Yukimura, Sanada, Yanagi, and Marui like someone...

Oh, by the way, and the extremely dull Kirihara Chiya.

Do not……

Maybe more than that...

To be honest, Liu Sheng can be regarded as somewhat disliked Tan Qingzhuo.

But rather than hate, it is more accurate to say fear.

Tan Qingzhuo is not a scary person, and he doesn't know why he is afraid of her.

But Liu Sheng always had an inexplicable fear of the turbidity of the pool.

Don't dare to approach her, dare not look her in the eyes, and even have the courage to talk to her.

Perhaps it was because she was too calm and indifferent to allow the slightest blasphemy.

She is so calm and indifferent that she hardly looks like a human being!

That kind of chill is beyond the reach of winter!

"Senior Tan..."

"If you have something to say, please finish it quickly, I still have things to do next."

Liu Sheng was puzzled for a few seconds, and then he was relieved in a moment.

"Are you going to find that Yaosang?"

Surprised that his thoughts were seen through by a boy in his early twenties and eighties, Tan Qingzhuo remained silent.

"Senior Tan... I think... can you stay a little away from the tennis club..."

Liu Sheng pushed his glasses to hide his timidity at the moment, his movements were a little stiff.

He knew it was wrong to say this at this time, but he...

I really can't bear to look down on those people in the ministry. The candidates who usually don't look at any woman, they all seem to have taken medicine when they meet Tan Qingzhuo!

He, Yagyu Bilushi, swears that he will never fall in love with this woman Tan Qingzhuo!

"Why. What right do you have to ask for a concubine's body?"

Tan Qingzhuo's tone was as calm as ever, but anyone who wasn't blind could see the ray of anger in his eyes.

She is not angry with what Liu Sheng said, she is just being pointed at by others...

Very dissatisfied!

Very dissatisfied!

"Could it be that you can't do without them? Yukimura, Sanada, Yanagi, Marui? Or Akaya Kirihara, and...?"

Liu Sheng felt that his brain must have been broken by the girl Yaosang, how could he say such a thing!

It really wasn't his intention to say it!

His forehead was already stained with sweat in horror, as if he could foresee that Tan Qingzhuo would chop himself in half with his sword!

Speaking of which, Liu Sheng somehow got into Tan Qingzhuo's hands. Tan Qingzhuo is more than 800 years old, and he has only been angry three times, and two of them were because of Liu Sheng!

"I can't live without them. It's a joke."

Tan Qingzhuo took off Liu Sheng's oval glasses, revealing those beautiful brown eyes.

Just like this dust stained with petals, it is simple and noble.

Seemingly humble, but in fact indispensable.

She put the glasses in the palm of her hand, closed her palms together, and crushed them abruptly.

There were some thin scratches on the fingertips, crystal shards of glass were scattered all over the floor, and the mirror frame fell to the side.

Although Tan Qingzhuo's spiritual power was sealed, it was more than enough to crush a pair of glasses with bare hands.

Liu Sheng's brown eyes flashed with panic, fear, and an unknown...

regret?

Hey Hey hey!

He just got his new glasses a few days ago!

So scrapped again? !

Liu Sheng felt as if tens of thousands of grass-mud horses were galloping past in his heart like the Mahler Gobi, shouting while running——

"Glasses! Glasses! Scrapped new glasses! New glasses crushed with bare hands!"

Tan Qingzhuo clapped his hands and waved away the shards of glass inlaid in his skin.

The crisp slapping sound brought back Liu Sheng's wandering thoughts. He looked at the scratches on his thin palms and felt a little distressed.

Will there be a girl who abuses her hand like this? !

"It's because they can't do without their concubines."

Tan Qingzhuo stood up and straightened the dusty lining of the kimono.

Her person is very cold, and her heart is even colder.

Hundreds of years of loneliness and coldness can be warmed up in just a few months.

Yagyu thought that if something necessary happened now, she might leave Yukimura and Sanada without hesitation.

She stood under the moon, like a blooming epiphyllum.

Maybe nothing can stop her beauty, and she won't stop for anything.

That kind of beauty shouldn't be peeped at from the very beginning, and shouldn't come to the world.

Sure enough, should she belong to heaven?

Yagyu had already noticed that since that day when he went to Sanada's house to see Tan Qingzhuo's ink painting, the reaction of his partner who tried his best to cover up...

The teasing between the words on weekdays, and even snatching Tan Qingzhuo's picture scroll to watch that day...

Looking at Tan Qingzhuo's aloof and cold back as he drifted away, Liu Sheng's eyes became serious.

Nioh Masaharu, have you seen it?

She is such a heartless woman.

Your heart that started to beat faster, it's better to die sooner.

When they reach Yukimura's level, they will die even if they want to die!

The author has something to say:

☆, Wake up!Miss Xianer!

Tan Qingzhuo wandered around Xingcun's house, but couldn't find Yaosang.

The summer night is still warm, but the weeds on the walls of the collapsed walls add a bit of desolation.

Early morning cicadas sing scatteredly, breaking the silence of the night, breaking into people's hearts with heat.

Helpless, she had to go back to her room.

Relying on her good memory, she managed to find the guest room where she had just left, and the candle was on.

Opening the paper door, she saw Yukimura leaning against the window, looking up at the vast starry sky.

The purple hair is lightly attached to the face, and the elegant face is as charming as jade.

Those eyes are like irises blooming, the streamer passes by, intoxicating.

The light inside and outside the house shone on him, so beautiful that one could fall in love with it just by looking at it.

That alluring posture and alluring appearance definitely surpassed most of the women in the world.

However, no one will misidentify his gender.

There is a touch of masculinity between the eyebrows, and the lingering emperor's intentions all over the body, absolutely cannot be ignored!

Yukimura noticed the person by the door and turned around slowly.

He was wearing a light, water-colored shirt, unbuttoned.

Under the curvaceous neck is a charming collarbone, the spring color on the chest is looming, and the muscles in the lower abdomen are strong and fair.

Tan Qingzhuo involuntarily looked away and looked at the inner room.

There are no candles, only two white sticks above the head are shining.

Sanada told her that it is called a light tube, and it can be turned on by pressing a switch.

Tan Qingzhuo groped on the wall, found a white protrusion, and pressed it down.

The white tube flashed a few times and went out.

Press it, press it, press it, press it...

Tan Qingzhuo played with the switch expressionlessly, and his fair fingers moved faster and faster.

After hearing a sound of 'da—', the light never turned on again, and Tan Qingzhuo's fingers went through the button and poked into the wall.

"Pfft—"

Yukimura laughed all of a sudden, covering his mouth and trembling.

"Ah... sorry... I didn't do it on purpose..."

"I know, Qingzhuo, you are always so funny... Hehehe..."

Yukimura smiled and hooked her waist, rubbing his head against her neck.

"Qingzhuo, how are you going to compensate me this time?"

Tan Qingzhuo was startled, and then circled his neck tightly with his hands in a possessive posture.

"Even you belong to a concubine. Not to mention this small house."

Yukimura heard tenderness in his eyes, and even leaned into her arms.

The two are the same height, so hugging each other is quite humorous.

In front of Tan Qingzhuo, Yukimura Seiichi is always weak, like a child.

Maybe it was affected by what happened ten years ago, or maybe it was because of the intention to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Whether it's true or pretending, anyway, he's just been Lai Dingtan in this life!

"No, I must be compensated!"

Xingcun couldn't be held back, and Tan Qingzhuo just agreed.

Lovingly rubbing Yukimura's hair, the incredible texture made her linger.

"Teach me to cultivate immortals the day after tomorrow."

"it is good."

"Play a game of tennis with me tomorrow."

"it is good."

"Today I'm going to..."

Yukimura seemed to be affectionate, facing Shangtan's clear and cold eyes, slightly curled up his rosy lips.

"This is a bit... inappropriate."

Tan Qingzhuo was stunned for a long time before uttering this sentence in a daze.

"kindness--"

Yukimura snorted dissatisfied, his eyes were stained with sadness.

No matter who it is, no one can escape this kind of expression attack.

No one would be willing to see this stunning man sad!

Under the moonlight, Yukimura Seiichi saw that her face was slightly red.

Tan Qingzhuo's hands and feet held his smooth face stiffly, and brought it closer little by little.

The breath is spread on the face, which is almost close to each other.

Suddenly, Yukimura Seiichi pushed Tan Qingzhu against the wall violently.

Her lips pressed tightly together, swallowing what she wanted to say.

Tan Qingzhuo was startled, and gripped his shoulder tightly in fright, the shirt was already branded with ten finger marks.

Yukimura's tongue swept over the white teeth, looking for the gaps and wanting to go deeper.

His shoulder was pinched, and the slight pain made him frown.

Yukimura grabbed Tan Qingzhuo's hand, held it high, and locked it tightly above his head.

She had great strength, but at this moment her mind was blank, and she couldn't break free.

Her dark eyes widened in astonishment, and they were poured in as soon as she breathed out.

Yukimura deftly teased and sucked the little tongue.

Yukimura invaded every part of her mouth, even the slit where her tongue drooped.

From time to time, it moved in and out of her lips rhythmically, as if imitating the original rhythm between men and women.

The eyelashes of the two of them brushed each other's face, a little itchy.

In the end, Yukimura reluctantly let go, a luxurious silver thread was pulled out between the four lips, and the roots were broken.

They leaned against the wall and panted heavily, and Tan Qingzhuo collapsed directly into Yukimura's arms.

Then she gave Yukimura a dissatisfied cold look, and buried her face in his chest.

Sure enough, he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, right...

On the morning of the second day, all members of the tennis club started training early.

The wind is clear, the clouds are light, and the sun is warm but not scorching. It is a rare good weather.

The leaves cast a shade, and many teenagers were sweating on the court.

But it can be seen at a glance that they have weak swings and frequent mistakes, obviously absent-minded.

The answer is simple, that is, their so-called 'Mrs. Fairy Ministers' are not wrapped with ribbons today!

His skin was as fair as jade, and his cool black phoenix eyes were devoid of any emotion.

Thin lips may be as ruthless as her person, with three thousand hairs untied, which fascinates people's eyes and disturbs people's hearts.

A woman who is extremely beautiful is also extremely beautiful and cannot be desecrated.

Maybe she is the only one in this world who can stand side by side with the so-called Son of God.

"It's so lax!"

Sanada shouted loudly, scaring everyone who was training on the field to death.

His face was blue and black, and he pulled his hat in extreme dissatisfaction.

Tightening the plain hand in his palm, and feeling the other party's strong grip, he finally pressed his heart.

Sixteen days later, I finally saw her!

Sanada's palms trembled a little because of joy, seeing her seriously injured that day, he was almost terrified!

If this happens again, then he...

Sensing Sanada's uneasiness, Tan Qingzhuo put a hand on his shoulder.

It's such a simple action, but it can inexplicably soothe a person's emotions.

Marui had just finished training, completely ignoring Kuwahara who was on the side, and rushed towards Tan Qingzhuo covered in sweat.

"Qingzhuo! Do you know that I was almost scared to death that day!"

His eyes were red, as if he could cry at any time.

He just stood in front of Tan Qingzhuo, but didn't touch her.

If you like someone, you will pay attention to her, care about her, and approach her...

Will go for her consideration, no matter how big the difficulty can be overcome!

And Marui naturally remembered Tan Qingzhuo's serious cleanliness addiction, although she was dependent on her, she decided not to approach her when she was sweating profusely.

You must not let Qingzhuo hate yourself!

Nioh looked at Marui who was acting coquettishly and Sanada who was seriously dissatisfied, his green eyes were full of smiles.

"Pfft—Qingzhuo, you are really a disaster! Just standing still can make people feel distracted. After that..."

"King Ren!"

Yagyu grabbed Nio's arm, pushed his glasses, his expression was gloomy.

King Ren who was involved was stunned for a moment, although it was strange, he didn't prepare to step forward again.

After all, he knew that his partner must have a reason for doing this!

"What's the matter, partner! Do you don't want to see me with Qingzhuo so much? Huh?"

Niwang frivolously twirled his thin braid, and Liu Sheng just looked at him without speaking.

Or don't know how to say it.

"Pfft—could it be that you fell in love with her as much as they did?"

"how is this possible!"

Liu Sheng didn't have time to think about anything, so he blurted out so eagerly.

"Hey, partner! Do you know what it means to be obsessed with the authorities and clear to the bystanders?"

"I will return this sentence to you intact."

Liu Lian'er silently held a pen at the side and quickly recorded.

His shattered short hair was blown by the wind, and the corners of his mouth curled into an unknown arc.

His competitors are really increasing!

but……

Now he has a very effective hole card, an advantage that even Yukimura and Sanada can't match!

Tan Qingzhuo would definitely choose him, and had no choice but to choose him.

"Voice! The agreed match!"

Yukimura Seiichi stood on the court, and he didn't shed even a single drop of sweat after just finishing a game.

"I'm done warming up."

Sanada handed his racket to Tan Qingzhuo, he knew that this relatively heavy racket was nothing to her.

"Don't slack off!"

He watched Tan Qingzhuo walk into the court step by step in Lihai's pure white school skirt.

Immediately after, he followed Tan Qingzhuo and sat on the referee's seat.

Everyone's blood was boiling, and everyone present had heard of the battle between Ritan Qingzhuo and Liu.

The Son of God and the Cultivator, this will be an epic duel!

Yukimura first sent an ordinary ball over, and Tan Qingzhuo easily caught up with it in a few steps.

Swinging the racket, I didn't expect this seemingly ordinary ball to have such power.

Even so, she fought back easily.

The two were running on the court, and in the end Yukimura scored the first ball with his superb skills.

'15-0'

Yukimura Seiichi, the son of god who can perfectly see through and resolve any ball moves, and Tan Qingzhuo, a cultivator whose speed, strength and endurance are immeasurable, no one knows who will be the winner of this competition.

Gradually, Tan Qingzhuo was still defeated by Yukimura's tricky shots full of technical content.

'Game Yukimura Seiichi, score 4-2'

Sanada pulled the brim of his hat impatiently, sure enough there was something wrong with Tan Qingzhuo today.

Seems preoccupied and unable to concentrate.

Is this how spiritual power is sealed?

What a slack!

"Voice! What are you doing!"

Yukimura was a little annoyed, the sister Xian'er he knew would never have such a time!

"Are you scared? Are you cowardly? Since this is the case, let you reflect on it in the dark! Sister Xian'er!"

Following the balls sent by the irritable Yukimura, Tan Qingzhuo's pupils faintly dilated.

"Yukimura?!"

Liu Lianji who was outside the field yelled in surprise, but he was completely sure of his own information, but he couldn't guess what Yukimura was thinking at this time.

No light, no smell, no sound...

This is how Tan Qingzhuo feels now.

In the darkness, I was alone, unable to feel the passage of time.

It's a bit like what she looked like when she was in retreat, but something is wrong.

Will you be afraid?

The answer is no.

Ever since she embarked on the path of cultivation, she had forgotten how to write the word fear.

So what are you cowardly about?

she asked herself.

I don't know how long it has passed, it's like there is no time in cultivation, maybe it's a moment, maybe it's...

When her eyes could see again, a ball landed firmly in front of her.

'Seiichi Yukimura won, 6-2! '

She still lost after all, no matter how powerful the robber is, he is not as skilled as the thief.

The so-called strong has its own strong hands.

"Sister Xian'er! Without spiritual power, you are only so weak, do you only have this little strength?!"

In addition to the exclamation of the surrounding people, what was heard next to his ears was the boy's angry shout.

What is she cowardly about?

What's so cowardly!

Even now that she has no spiritual power, she is still her!

The unique Tan Qingzhuo in the vast universe!

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☆, fortune-telling!Peach Blossom Tribulation!

The summer wind blows, taking away the sweat swaying in the air.

The sweat on my body couldn't be blown off for a while, it was sticky, and I felt a little uncomfortable.

Tan Qingzhuo sat on the rest chair in the tennis club, feeling a dull pain from the abdominal wound.

Summer flowers are blooming brightly, without the charm of spring, but with a unique beauty.

The young man who looked like a brilliant iris flower sat quietly beside her, with his slightly rough hands folded on top of her delicate palm.

Both talented, this magnificent scene of iris and epiphyllum blooming together has attracted countless people to look back frequently.

"Tired or not, the wound must still hurt."

Yukimura Seiichi played with her slender and beautiful fingers and asked softly.

He moved her head to his shoulders, and couldn't bear to look directly at those piercingly cold Danfeng black eyes.

"Fortunately, it's not a problem."

Yukimura Seiichi sighed, letting Tan Qingzhuo run through his hair.

Ignoring all kinds of unclear eyes from the court, he leaned on her even harder.

"I just can't understand your slumped look."

"Well, I know."

Such a beautiful landscape is eye-catching, but it is so weird that people can't bear to disturb it.

After all, someone went.

"Senior Tan, I have something to tell you."

The brown-haired boy walked up to her, bent down slightly, and whispered in her ear.

Her handsome face was not inferior to those of the two present, and the elegant temperament on her body was even more charming.

This is a plain and pure lotus blooming in a clear pool of clear water, elegant and holy.

But why do you want to be nostalgic for the Tianshuang epiphyllum in the valley of the empty mountain?

Or jump into the icy cold pool without thinking about your own body?

Heart is hard to guess, love is hard to predict, perhaps only the sun, moon and stars in the sky know.

The boy closed his eyes and pursed his lips lightly, unable to read his thoughts.

Looking at Liu Lian'er's dignified face, Tan Qingzhuo couldn't help but complied.

"Shi'er, my concubine will leave for a while."

"Well, come back soon."

The quiet alley is the most suitable place for discussion, the wind among the branches and leaves is the only eavesdropper,

The shadows of the trees whirled, blocking the appearance of the two of them.

The sun shines through, speckled, like a fairyland.

The boy leaned gently next to the girl's ear, whispering something

The boy's face was a little crimson, and the girl's always expressionless face showed a trace of embarrassment and a trace of consternation.

The atmosphere is scorching hot, ambiguous, and perhaps a little dead still.

No one knows what they said, but they all looked a little strange when they got back to the tennis court.

Tan Qingzhuo is embarrassed, at a loss, maybe there is still some hope?

Liu Lian is confident and shy, probably mixed with expectations?

I can't explain, I can't explain clearly, but something seems to have changed among them.

It seemed that something was missing, and there seemed to be something more, maybe the thin window paper between the two of them was pierced.

Just after Sanada finished his training, he saw Tan Qingzhuo sitting next to Yukimura in a panic.

"what happened?"

He stepped forward to ask, but silently kept a certain distance.

"It should have something to do with Liu, she just talked with Liu Lianer and it happened."

Yukimura Seiichi pulled Tan Qingzhuo into his arms, who was obviously still distracted, and let her head rest on his chest.

He took a deep breath of the deodorant that he was so attached to, it was a faintly intoxicating fragrance of epiphyllum.

All of a sudden the pool is clear