The glamorous attack was forced to be indifferent

The road in the deep mountains and old forests is not easy to walk, the deeper you go, the more you can smell the smell of damp, mildew and rot.

The lush and sharp weeds scraped across Shu Qingyan's clothes, leaving a thin white line, and the beautiful mirror moon was still taken back into the storage space by him, only vigilant and ready to take it out at any time, but it might be before he took out the sword. In time, the crisis was resolved.

The blue sky was clear, not a single white cloud could be seen.

A little hot.

Shu Qingyan wiped the sweat from his temples, and with a little distraction, the tip of his nose hit the back of the person walking in front of him, and the solid touch knocked him to the point of cracking his nasal bone.

Xie Yichao grabbed the person who was pushed back by him, and brought him to his side with a little force.

"Look." He reached out and pressed the tip of Shu Qingyan's nose.

Shu Qingyan found that the pain in her nose was relieved, and her phoenix eyes that burst into tears looked forward.

The complicated vines climbed to the rock wall, the vermilion branches and leaves grew wide and full of fresh vitality, and light green melon sticks hung down on the tangled drumbeat.

Gherkin?

Shu Qingyan: "Brother, that's edible, the salad tastes very refreshing."

"You know him?" Xie Yichao raised his chin, and met those shining eyes.

The faces of the two were very close, and their breaths were intertwined.

Shu Qingyan realized something, wanted to turn her head away but was forced to pinch her chin, and could only watch helplessly as the other party kissed her.

This time the kiss was very gentle, Xie Yichao showed endless patience, carefully tracing the shape of Shu Qingyan's lips, before slowly poking inside.

Xie Yichao clasped Shu Qingyan's waist and back of the head, wantonly possessing it.

"I've wanted to do this to you for a long time." The hoarse voice whispered, irritating the other person helplessly.

Shu Qingyan lay paralyzed in Xie Yichao's arms, buried her head in the neck of the person and said in a muffled voice: "Senior brother, have you rich experience?"

Xie Yichao was stunned for a moment, feeling a little guilty for some reason, and said awkwardly: "Qingyan, I... I was immature at that time, and I thought it was fun and messed up, but I promise that from now on, I will only..."

"how many people?"

His explanation was interrupted, and he was so nervous that he didn't notice the other party's obstruction, as if he didn't want him to tell his heart.

Xie Yichao felt a sudden pain in his shoulder, it was the person in his arms biting him: "...I forgot."

"Oh, too many to remember?" Shu Qingyan let go of her mouth.

Xie Yi's scalp was numb, but some kind of secret joy arose in his heart: "Qingyan, are you jealous?"

"No." Shu Qingyan said, "Even."

Xie Yichao: "Even?"

Shu Qingyan felt that her strength had recovered a little, she retreated from Xie Yichao's warm embrace, and hummed softly, "Senior brother, I want to eat pickled cucumbers."

For his request, Xie Yichao would not agree to it, but he was a little agitated now, trying to restrain himself from appearing too impatient.

Shu Qingyan noticed the movement Xie Yichao wanted to hide, his eyes flickered, and he looked elsewhere, the tips of his ears protruding from his hair turned red.

Xie Yichao let out a dry cough, today. The clothes are a bit thin, it is really unstoppable.

He forced himself to walk towards the rock wall calmly.

The small cucumbers on the rock wall are thick and big, and the length is not short. Just one small cucumber can make a dish.

Xie Yichao pulled all the grown ones, whether they were mature or not, into the mustard space.

It happened that Shu Qingyan wanted to eat bread, he could make pickles if he had cucumbers, and he could make Chinese-style hamburgers.

Except for the kiln, he has all the basic materials.

After all, it is the outer reaches of the Giant Eagle Mountain Range, which is basically a range that even foreign monks dare to venture into.

Although their way of entering the mountains is different from others, as long as they go around in circles, they will inevitably run into other monks.

Xie Yichao had just picked the cucumbers when he heard the rustling of light fabrics.

"Someone is coming." Xie Yichao called for water to wash his hands.

Shu Qingyan: "Do you need to avoid it?"

"Look." Xie Yichao shook off the water drops, and in one or two steps, he came to Shu Qingyan, wrapped his arms around his slender waist, and appeared in the lush branches in the blink of an eye.

They stepped on the solid tree trunks, their figures perfectly hidden in nature.

Shu Qingyan patted the mischievous hand on his waist, turned his head and kissed the person next to him, his warm breath rolled from the side of the other person's face to his ear: "Senior brother, be serious."

Xie Yichao kissed back bluntly and left immediately.

After several tossings, Shu Qingyan's lips finally swelled brightly red, and the numbness that could not be ignored stretched into his brain nerves, and it was quite a headache for people to always kiss.

He didn't feel depressed for long, and even his foundation-building cultivation could detect a smell of blood.

Rough breathing, chaotic footsteps... revealed obvious panic.

Shu Qingyan raised his head, and a Foundation Establishment cultivator holding his stomach staggered into his eyes.

The fleeing Foundation Establishment cultivator wore plain gray clothes, with disheveled hair, sticking wet and sticky to his scratched and bruised face.

Shu Qingyan's phoenix eyes deepened, and from her delicate facial features and small frame, she could tell that she was a Foundation Establishment cultivator disguised as a man.

next moment.

The blood flowing in his body congealed.

Xie Yichao immediately noticed Shu Qingyan's abnormality, but he didn't say anything, just watched silently.

The light changes according to the color of the sky, and if you stay in a place with many branches and leaves, the brightness will drop a bit as far as you can see.

Shu Qingyan's expression was flat and unremarkable, without the slightest ripple.

Xie Yichao's sweet mood gradually cooled down.

The wind brings movement at the bottom of the tree, and the smell of rust is stronger, with a slight salty taste.

The clothes on the upper body of the Foundation Establishment cultivator who was hunted down were already soaked, and the sweat kept dripping with his panting.

"It won't work so soon, it's boring."

"Xiaochun, what's going on with you recently, you don't find anything interesting, tell me what you find interesting?"

"boring."

"It's really hard to move for your old man."

"Si Qi, I might be sick."

"What disease?"

"lovesickness."

"???!!!"

"I want to know, you quickly deal with that bedbug, and I'll tell you."

"Are you not playing?"

Yue Mo was a female cultivator who knew that she was doomed, looked at the two approaching her with hatred, and murmured: "Senior Brother Shui is useless to me, I live up to your sacrifice."

The mist overflowed from the eye sockets and rolled into the air.

When the female repairer heard the two people's plans for her, endless nausea filled her heart, and she immediately terminated herself.

"You don't deserve to be disciples of the immortal sect, you bastards who are extremely dirty." She cursed, with veins bulging on her forehead and bleeding from the corners of her mouth.

"Thinking to commit suicide? It's beautiful." The tall man shot out a golden rope from his sleeve and bound the nun in an instant, "I can't let you scold me for nothing." He squatted in front of her with a smile, and misplaced the nun's body. The mandibles articulated the clear words word by word, "Let a dog and have sex with a girl tonight, until you conceive a bastard."

The nun's face was pale, and her chest heaved rapidly, as if she was about to die from it.

The man stopped talking to her, turned around and said, "Okay, I've got her covered, Xiaochun, tell me the reason why you got lovesick."

"When I was wandering around Xuanyuan County, I met someone."

"Oh?"

"I don't know him, and I don't know his temperament and name, but just one glance, I know I want him." The immature-faced boy approached the tall man, "After meeting him once, I tossed and turned, and when I opened and closed my eyes, it was only him." .”

"Si Qi, do you think I..."

The expression on the tall slender man's face gradually softened, and he continued, "Is it love at first sight?"

"..."

Si Qi snorted lightly: "Chun Shiyu, you're still the same. If you don't get it, you scratch your head and wonder how long you can keep it after you get it? What you've been trying to tell me for a long time is really a waste of my time. unlucky."

After saying that, he ignored the boy and touched the bound nun.

There was no need to continue watching the process to this point, but Xie Yichao, who was staying on the branch, still leaned silently against the thick trunk.

And the person on his right is not a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken.

The snow-silver sword light cut through the space, wrapped in circles of sharp cold air, and stabbed at the two people on the ground.

Reiki shock.

Shu Qingyan appeared in front of the female cultivator, and the mirror moon pierced the tall man's chest.

But he didn't smell the smell of fresh blood, nor did the blood flow out. Instead, the soles of his feet turned into mud, and half of his feet sank immediately.

"How dare you meddle in your own business?" Si Qi, who should have been pierced through the chest with a sword, dodged his attack, grabbed the hair of the nun who was knocked unconscious by him, dragged it like an animal, and threw it to the rock wall nearby.

Shu Qingyan hooked her lips, and her beautiful face was breathtaking.

Si Qi's eyes lit up.

"No, he is mine." Chun Shiyu eagerly declared his sovereignty, "The person I just told you is him!"

Si Qi frowned.

"You want to rob me?" Chun Shiyu thought he was not happy, so he said warily.

The world was silent, except for the sound of the beating heart, Si Qi realized that there might be something wrong with his ears, and he couldn't hear Chun Shiyu's chatter at all.

He heard the flow of his own blood circulation, the sound of the internal organs working hard, the blood broke through the organs, muscles and skin, and rushed to the outside world.

The pain in his heart hit him, and Si Qi lowered his head in disbelief, his heart forming a sharp and beautiful sword bit by bit.

The figure of the meddling beauty in the swamp faded into nothingness, and the cold murderous aura came from behind. It turned out that the scene of the other party falling into the swamp was just a phantom, which made Si Qi and Chun Shiyu relax their vigilance, thinking that they were Can easily deal with each other.

After realizing the seriousness of the matter, Chun Shiyu lost his game attitude, and Si Qi urgently took the precious life-saving elixir.

"I underestimated you." Chun Shiyu's face was gloomy, and Jin Dan's aura burst out.

Shu Qingyan pursed his lips tightly, and using the sword just now had consumed most of his spiritual power, and then using his poor state of building foundation to deal with Jin Dan was simply looking for death.

but……

He raised his eyelashes slightly, and he could use Mirror Moon again.

Jin Dan, who was prepared in advance, wants to use the same method to succeed, which is tantamount to a dream, so he has to create a second chance for people to suffer.

"Where's your coachman?" Chun Shiyu glanced at Si Qi, who was sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breath, secretly anxious.

Shu Qingyan felt strange, both of them were Golden Cores, although one of them was severely injured by him, the other was unscathed, he was only in the Foundation Establishment stage, but he still seemed to be very scrupulous—no, it was procrastination.

After thinking about it, he didn't feel happy at all, because if he was alone, there was no guarantee that he could kill two people in a short time.

At this time, red lines covered the sky, and a tiny air current blew Shu Qingyan's hair.

"Boy Chun, who the hell did you mess with?!"

Xie Yichao stood in front of Shu Qingyan, and he slightly raised his head to look at the burly man who seemed to be carrying Mount Tai.

The game of power unfolded between the two Nascent Souls.

The burly man is different from the ordinary Nascent Soul. He has a solid foundation and has undergone torturous training. In the same realm, his strength ranks in the forefront.

But now, he met a Nascent Soul who was extremely young and whose strength was comparable to his own!

It is not without horror in my heart.

Such a peerless genius, if offended, must be eradicated.