"What elder martial brother likes is you. What does it have to do with others." Twilight CI lazily raised his eyebrows, put one hand on the girl's side, put the person against the tree, and seemed to hug the person in his arms from a distance. His tail tone was slightly hooked, with a somewhat soul-stirring meaning: "younger martial sister, don't worry, I'm chasing you."

The girl gently sipped her soft lips. Her dark hair was gently blown by the wind. The shadow of several strands of hair tips faintly fell in her pupils, like an icy pool under the moon, and gradually melted when the first beam of light fell at dawn.

She pressed the young man's white wrist, and her voice was always clear and solemn: "senior brother, let me think about it."

At least,

It should be after he knows something.

"Younger martial sister, you can think about it." the smell of Dusk's words fell down, and his eyebrows were exquisite and evil, like the angry young master Ma GUI in the picture scroll. He slowly bent his eyes and almost overflowed wantonly: "elder martial brother, wait here."

The wind rustled and the woods rustled.



It's night,

In the room,

The window didn't open, only a glimmer of moonlight struggled to penetrate and gave out a dim light.

The devil sat around, running the evil Qi in his body. He danced in red and black without wind. The whole body almost faintly overflowed with black fog. His pale and exquisite face was hidden in the dark, which was somewhat demonic and treacherous.

Soul Shang was put aside by her and gave a slight sword sound. The blood red sword body trembled slightly and would clank out of the scabbard at any time.

Suddenly,

The devil's lips spilled a trace of blood.

She opened her eyes and wiped the blood from the corners of her lips with her fingertips. Her blood red eyes had deep pupils.

This is not good for magic cultivation and prohibition. The sequelae is a little strong.

Dye Bai is cold all over now. The cold feeling almost seeping into her bones makes every nerve terminal tremble.

She walked out of the room calmly, and the blood in her eyes had not faded for a long time.

She went to the hot spring in the mountain behind the duanyuan peak. The duanyuan spring water had some medicinal properties, which could suppress the evil Qi running around in her body to a certain extent.

The girl in red stepped on the moonlight and looked unreal. She just saw a figure in the hot spring when she was close to the hot spring.

The man was in the hot spring, looming and disappearing in the fog, young bewitching.

Dyed white licked her lips slowly, and her eyes were a little dark.

This scene is inexplicably familiar.

Yu Chen is obviously aware of someone. He goes ashore in the next second, dressed in loose and clean snow clothes, with dazzling eyebrows and cold temperament.

"Master." the girl in red stared at him, with a broken light in her peach blossom eyes, which seemed dangerous and dark for no reason. Every word lingered between her lips and teeth, as if there were no ambiguity that could not be ignored.

Yu Chen looked at the girl's excessively pale face. Her eyes were deep and cold. She obviously felt that ran Bai was abnormal. He whispered, "what's the matter with you?"

Ranbai suddenly stretched out her hand and hugged Xianjun's thin waist. She became more and more beautiful under her loose white clothes. Her side face was close to Yuchen's chest, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her voice was similar to a whisper: "I'm so cold, master..."

She was too caught off guard, and Yu Chen didn't avoid it for a moment. The girl almost stuck to him. The temperature on her body was abnormally cold, as if the biting water in the deep sea was permeating continuously in March and September.

Yu Chen's eyes were slightly coagulated. He didn't directly push away dyed white, but directly clasped the girl's wrist and put his fingertips on her pulse.

But the devil's pulse is very chaotic and turbulent at the moment, and I can't see anything at all.

"Cold." she stuck to him, held the demon of Xianjun, rubbed the dust like greedy temperature, and muttered a word lazily.

The girl buried her face in Yu Chen's neck and rubbed it like a cat. Her soft cheek was close to his beautiful neckline, and the temperature was cold.

Such actions offend and ambiguous, which makes Xianjun's body slightly stiff.

"You wake up." he clasped her wrist and said slowly. His tone was light, gentle and calm. With a third indifference, he looked at the girl, took the person to the hot spring and said patiently, "it will help you heal."

Ranbai holds him, stares at him, bumps into the bottom of Yu Chen's eyes, and then makes a sudden effort to directly pull people off the hot spring.

Yu Chen was unprepared for a time until he was taken into the water.

The water splashed everywhere, and the fog shrouded in the hot spring, and two figures disappeared.

"Master..." the man almost whispered in his ear. The dark red lip was almost close to his ear, and the breath came to his face. The sound line was unreasonably romantic.

Xianjun's white clothes invaded the water, slightly wet, his hair floated in the water, his eyebrows and eyes were clear and bright, and he frowned vaguely. He was trying to directly help dye Bai Yungong, but he didn't expect the girl's absurd action in the next second.

Dyed white buckled Yu Chen's cold white skinny wrist, directly pressed people on the jade wall at the edge of the hot spring, entangled against people's clothes, and the two figures were blurred and intertwined under the moonlight, with water mist rising and very ambiguous.

Her whole body was very cold, and the biting cold came like sea water, freezing her. Only Yu Chen had temperature and a comfortable smell.

The devil's eyes were almost black, with a dark color. She deceived the teacher and boldly pressed the immortal king whom the world respected and dared not blaspheme on the stone wall of the hot spring. The thin lip flap really fell on the Yuchen white and clear earlobe, opened her lips slightly, held the earlobe, and hooked the tip of the bright red tongue.

Based on the premise that Yu Chen is completely awake.

The soft touch at the earlobe makes Yu Chen suddenly stiff. His sober and self-sustaining thinking seems to fall into some blank misunderstanding and collapse in an instant. The two-way deep eyes seem to set off waves of emotion.

He forgot any action and looked at the girl in front of him. She was the only apprentice he accepted.

The devil didn't have the intention to stop like this. Her eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the fog. Her long eyelashes were stained with the fog and half covered her eyes. She stared at the Dai cyan blood vessels at Xianjun's neck. It was clear and fragile. It was easy to cause people's desire to destroy and want to tear them up.

Her lip flap fell down along the line of his earlobe and fell on the beautiful and slender neck line of Xianjun. She opened her mouth and bit it off. The snow-white tooth tip almost pierced his blood vessels and bit on his cold, white and delicate neck.

A moment of tingling invaded Yu Chen's thinking, and in addition to the cold pain, it also took a bit of shudder that can not be ignored, which almost made his fingertips soft.

Her actions were cold and ambiguous. Like a kiss, she left bite marks on Yu Chen's neck, leaving spots and red marks on his originally cold and white skin.

Yu Chen's all senses collapsed in an instant. He was stunned by the girl's actions and didn't push away at the first time. For the first time, he fell into a confused and unknown mood. With the dense pain, the crisp feeling sweeping the whole body was completely irresistible. Yu Chen snorted in a low voice.

His eyes seemed to be foggy, and there was a blank shudder in the bitten place on his neck. He was strange and strange. He was a little distracted and couldn't help gasping.