Kou Lili's pupils tightened, and the bad premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger. The Immortal Lord was still cold and solemn, but Kou Lili felt that he was oppressed and could not breathe. Even the air crushed the cold light inch by inch, almost suffocating her, and she became intuitively convinced that the person in front of her was extremely dangerous.

"No!" She subconsciously denied and dared not admit it.

"It's not important." Yu Chen lowered his eyes and said lightly. Behind him was the empty mountains and forests, adding a little bit of loneliness, set off by the snow-covered clothes and frost, coldly as if he was a god in the ninth heaven.

He didn't know whether it was or not.

He never asked about what Ranbai didn't want to say.

But the person he cares about should not hurt her or harm him.

No matter how cold you are, you are still selfish.

The name of selfishness is,

——Danbai.

She is all his favoritism and indulgence.

The sound of the wind passes through the forest, and the fallen leaves rustle.

The immortal king's snow clothes are shining with wind.

Those eyes that reflected the cycle of the sun and the moon were not warm at all. The sword blade was shining and flashed away.

"You hurt her and you're going to die."

There was no sound in the forest for a long time.

The bitter sword aura startled the fallen leaves all over the sky.

…

Yu Chen is back on this trip,

There are only two purposes.

One is Kou Lili.

The second is...

The accident at that night in the hot spring, the ice on the Demon Lord's body reached a sickly temperature.

And why you can still practice without golden elixir.

Yu Chen knew that the demon clan had a forbidden technique that could be practiced.

However, it will cause extremely high damage to the practitioners themselves.

Ranbai's abnormal reaction was exactly the same as the backlash of the forbidden technique.

Yu Chen has been looking for a way to break the backlash of forbidden techniques.

Finally he found out his eyes.

Returning to Duanyuan is just to refine the antidote.

Therefore, Yufeng,

The sword energy is terrifying, and the fallen leaves are like rain.

The girl in white sat on the stone bench, and the shadows fell from the trees were half divided on her body. It was light and dark, her eyebrows and eyes were cold, and her pupils were as light as glass. She quietly watched the figure of the young man practicing swordsmanship, and casually played with the potion he had prepared yesterday between her white fingers.

Jing Mo is a pharmacist and does not need to practice swords like other disciples of Guyufeng. She is only responsible for healing and medicine.

What's more, she practiced the Demon Realm Sword Technique, and she never used demonic power easily in Xuanqing Sect.

"Momo."

The sound falling in my ears is lazy and magnetic, with a bit of indescribable sexiness, and a third of evil and drunken smile.

After practicing the sword, the man threw the long sword next to him, then hugged the girl's slender waist from behind, and half circled her in his arms. His movements were gentle and cherished, with a hidden possessiveness. His delicate and fair jaw rested on her thin and beautiful shoulders, his thin lips pressed against Jing Mo's ears and smiled, and his breath hit her side face, lingering with the clear and bewitching cold fragrance.

It is clearly a name that many people know, but when he pronounces it word by word, he always brings out three indescribable affection.

Jing Mo lowered her eyes, her light eyes were a bit clear and mellow. She was very serious and had a small face tense, and her earlobes were filled with beautiful red color. She hid for a moment and whispered: "Don't mess around, I'm itchy."

The young sword cultivator lazily raised his eyebrows, then wrapped the person in his arms very wildly and badly, kissed the girl's slender neck with his side eyes, and said with a smile, which was unclear: "Is this a mess? Then there will be more trouble in the future."

“…”

The girl pharmacist went over this topic and stuffed the medicine he had just prepared into Mu Ci's hand, "Look."

Mu Ci still held the posture of holding a person, leaning down, his side face melted into the halo, cold and handsome, his skin color was almost transparent, and the curve of his eyelashes was as attractive as a butterfly wing. He held the girl's waist with one hand, lazily watching the potion that was forced into the palm of his hand, turned around easily, and tickled.

He may have met his biggest rival in love.

Not a human yet.

Since Jing Mo learned that he knew a little about pharmacology and had some understanding, he often showed him the medicine every now and then.

What can Mu Ci do?

Of course, his girl has to receive it.

"What medicine?" Mu Ci slowly held it in his palm, hugged the girl in his arms, and whispered in her ear, with a seductive voice, revealing a wicked wildness: "Look at me."

Jing Mo was quiet for a second or two, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

The shadows cast by the shade swayed with the breeze, and the light and shadows jumped on the treetops. A few rays of sunlight fell down the gaps between the branches and leaves of the trees, covering them half-light and half-darkly. The shadows of the two people were almost intertwined, as if they were slowly ink, adding a little affection.

"Come on." Mu Ci picked up the sword beside him. The sword blade was cold and sharp, reflecting silver light. He directly hugged the girl lightly, with a seemingly smile on his thin lips: "Senior brother teaches you how to practice swords."

The girl in white was stunned for a moment.

The young sword cultivator had slowly placed the sharp sword on Jing Mo's hand, and covered the girl's hand with his slender fingers, allowing her to hold the sword, and all the breath she exhaled fell on Jing Mo's neck.

Jing Mo lowered his eyes and glanced at the hands overlapping on the hilt of the sword. His pupils were as clear as stars, and his color was as light as glass. The ends of his eyes were outlined with a faint arc, but suddenly a light rippled with tiny light, "I'm thankful for your senior brother."

"You're welcome." Mu Ci responded seriously.

He directly held the girl in his arms, held a sword together, dancing in the flying flowers.

The two men's hair and clothes were entangled together, and with each rotation of the clothes flying, the sword energy swept across, like a stunning geese and agile as if they were swimming in the dragon, and there was a faint and indescribable cold fragrance lingering in the air.

There were several times when the girl almost hit Mu Ci's chest.

Jian Xiu narrowed his sharp and narrow eyes slightly, and his slender and fair fingertips rested on the side of the slender and soft waist under the girl's white clothes. He suddenly said hoarsely: "I won't practice anymore."

His voice was pressed low, overflowing from his throat, accompanied by the delicate and sexy Adam's apple rolling up and down.

Jing Mo hasn't said anything yet.

After a dizzy moment, Mu Ci directly pressed the person on the stone table next to him.

The girl's snow-clothed clothes were placing in the air in a curve, her waist was facing the edge of the stone table, and her upper body was tilted on the stone table. Her three thousand ink hair was scattered behind her, spreading on the table, setting off her extremely translucent white complexion. The clear and deserted eyes reflected Mu Ci's eyebrows and eyes. The two were so close that they were even breathing together, and they could hear each other's heartbeats.

Mu Ci's eyes became darker, and his eyes flashed through the girl's face inch by inch, extremely aggressive, with deep and shimmering eyes, igniting the galaxy, as if flames were floating in it, and his height and white fingertips gently lifted the girl's jaw and chuckled: "Senior brother... wants to kiss you even more now."

The light and shadows were crushed and scattered on the figures of the two, and the hem of the clothes overlapped, colliding with the most lingering color.

The swords in their hands fell silently to the ground.

The breathing gradually became rapid and the heartbeat was chaotic.
Chapter completed!