White Moonlight Beauty Dressed as a Villain[Transmigration Book]

Lan Qiu feels guilty because he thinks he is not a good teacher.

Duan Yixuan sat cross-legged under the tree for a whole day, and the fallen leaves were almost piled up on his shoulders. Lan Qiu was anxious indoors. He looked at the system store and decided to get rich with fists.

Now Lan Qiu can gradually feel the spiritual energy surrounding Duan Yixuan's body, the slowly rising aura.

He felt that it would not be long before Duan Yixuan would be able to step into the foundation building stage.

Lan Qiu stared at the piles of things in the system store, thinking that apart from this, he might be useless to Duan Yixuan.

Before he had time to teach Duan Yixuan, he no longer needed him.

Lan Qiu secretly made a note in her heart.

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As the sky was getting darker, Lan Qiu withdrew his spiritual power, and the raging flame gradually weakened. He waved his hand and grabbed a porcelain bottle, and the mellow medicine slipped into it.

"Master."

Duan Yixuan's voice came from outside the door.

Lan Qiu put the porcelain vase in her sleeve, turned around and opened the door.

Duan Yixuan was standing at the door, looking full of energy, without looking tired at all.

"How long have I been practicing?"

Lan Qiu put her hand on his chest, "It's just a day."

The spiritual power in Duan Yixuan's body was overflowing, and he initially felt that it was at least the fifth level of Qi Refining.

He looked up at Duan Yixuan: "It's already the fifth level of Qi refining."

In the past, Duan Yixuan should have tried to cultivate, but the strength in his body clashed, no matter how hard he tried to cultivate, there would be no results, but even if there were no results in the end, it would still accumulate and settle down.

Now, once he is able to cultivate, it will naturally spurt out, let's just say that he has accumulated a lot of money.

Lan Qiu flipped through the book in his mind and thought about it, he felt a little guilty and touched his nose, he really couldn't figure it out even if he analyzed it by himself.

"I'll take you to register the jade token in a few days." Lan Qiu glanced at the jade token on Duan Yixuan's waist.

Duan Yixuan responded, the expression of the young man in front of him was still normal, his delicate eyebrows could not be seen up and down, and the fists beside him were clenched tightly.

I feel like my heart has dropped a bit.

Is he too bad?

It was extremely quiet on Yunjian Peak, only a few trees stood in a forest, a burst of birdsong came, and the cave at the top was restricted.

Lan Qiu entered the cave.

The inside was very tidy, Xu Qinghuan was sitting on the side, when he saw Lan Qiu looking over, he waved.

"Master Xu Feng's injury has worsened?" Lan Qiu asked.

Xu Youqing said in a calm manner: "The stagnation of luck is a bit serious."

When Lan Qiu heard this, she frowned slightly, and stepped forward to investigate, but just as she reached out, she remembered that this kind of action was not polite.

"Please host to show your charm to the male supporting role."

Lan Qiu was stunned.

What

Show charm?

Xu Youqing raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his hand to hold the white hand in front of him, and said in a slow tone, "Elder Lan?"

Lan Qiu forced herself to face the situation in front of her.

"If you don't mind, can you investigate the specific situation."

Xu Youqing nodded, let go of the soft hand in his hand, and let the opponent's spiritual power invade his body.

Lan Qiu's spiritual power is very soft, like a trickle, which makes people feel extra comfortable.

While slowly injecting spiritual power, Lan Qiu was still thinking about how to show her charm.

He frowned slightly, thinking of the movies he had seen.

Lan Qiu lowered his body and approached Xu Youqing, his long hair fell with his movements, and a few strands fell on the side of his cheeks. He frowned slightly, looking a little tangled.

The two were very close, and their breath blended together. Xu Qinghuan's eyes reflected the appearance of the person in front of him. His long hair was like ink, his face was picturesque, his complexion was fair and flawless, and he looked serious.

He remembered something not long ago.

But a few months ago, Lan Qiu approached him and proposed to become a Taoist couple.

Lan Qiu at that time was completely different from the present one. He used to feel arrogant and cold, but now he looks like ice corn glutinous rice balls, cold on the outside and soft on the inside.

Lan Qiu was concentrating on controlling the penetration of spiritual power, because Xu Qinghuan didn't reject it, he was unimpeded.

The spiritual energy in Xu Youqing's body is extremely majestic, like a vast sea, with no bottom to be seen. In the center of the dantian, there is a breathtaking sword intent, and the sharp edge seems to shatter the spiritual power that Lan Qiu invaded.

Fortunately, Xu Youqing still restrained himself, and the sword intent just stood there quietly.

The deeper Lan Qiu went, the more he felt that something was wrong. Xu Qinghuan had a cracked scar in his dantian, but it was actually not serious. The most serious thing was the demon energy entwined around his dantian.

Lan Qiu felt the heart beating faster and faster in his chest, and a sense of familiarity rushed over his face. He was about to control his spiritual power to touch that devilish energy, when suddenly a force from his waist brought him forward.

Lan Qiu staggered down and sat on Xu Qinghuan's body, his forehead bumped against Xu Qinghuan's chest, his muscles were so strong that tears came out of the corners of Lan Qiu's eyes.

"Hmm!" Lan Qiu clutched her forehead, but she didn't notice that she was in Xu Qinghuan's arms.

Xu Youqing looked at Lan Qiu with dark eyes, and the hands around Lan Qiu's waist loosened.

"Are you okay?"

Lan Qiu touched her slightly red forehead, her eyes were a little confused, "It's okay."

He leaned against Xu Youqing's chest, and realized his situation, his face suddenly turned red, and his slightly pale cheeks were stained with a blush, which spread directly to the white jade-like earlobes.

Lan Qiu stretched out her hand to the side, trying to get up from Xu Qinghuan's body while supporting something.

"Master, today I..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

The young man at the door stared blankly at the two in front of him.

The young man in white was sitting halfway on the lap of a man with a calm expression, with one hand propped on the side of the table. The face that was leaning over was delicate and clear, with a flush on his face, and there was a look of saying no at the corners of his eyes and brows. clear meaning.

Even the posture seems to be seductive.

Gu Shaoyu quickly turned his head, clenched his fists on his side, his nails almost sank into his flesh: "Sorry."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

When Gu Shaoyu went out, his heart was still a little confused, and the unreasonable irritability gushed out of his heart. He walked quickly along the path, and the gentle expression on his face sank.

He took a deep breath and suppressed his inner emotions.

It turns out that Elder Lan, who is as cold as a fairy in Yaofeng, is really such a person.

Gu Shaoyu was taught by his mother in a scholarly family when he was young, and he has always had a hard time liking such a person.

He secretly said in his heart that it doesn't matter how others treat him, since he doesn't like it, it's better to have less dealings with him.

Gu Shaoyu ignored the jealousy deep in his heart.

Lan Qiu stared blankly at Gu Shaoyu leaving, even having the chance to explain, pinched her fingertips together, feeling a sense of grievance welling up.

The way Gu Shaoyu looked at him just now was like the way others looked at the maids in that kind of bar.

Lan Qiu bit his lower lip, his face flushed, and he quickly got off Xu Qinghuan's body, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Seeing Lan Qiu's appearance, Xu Youqing suddenly regretted teasing him, "It's okay, I should apologize."

Just as Lan Qiu was about to speak, a system voice suddenly sounded in her mind.

"The host please care for the weak male lead."

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Weak? ?

Thinking of the male protagonist whose strength is increasing day by day in the original text, Lan Qiu wanted to die on the spot.