At this time, the sky is not yet dark, Ji Qingzhuo thought, how can he practice in this blue sky and white sun?

Wait, it seems that there is nothing wrong with cultivation. Why can't you practice during the day? This cultivation is clear and innocent.

But...that's...the last time Ji Qingzhuo practiced with Shen Rongyu, he almost squeezed her out of the cultivation space. After two days of not practicing, she suddenly felt a strange feeling.

"Then..." Ji Qingzhuo's toes touched the ground, and she looked down at her toes, which was a sign of her hesitation.

"If Zhuozhuo doesn't want to, I'll look for you later." Shen Rongyu looked at her toes pointing to the ground, her voice was unhurried.

If it's at night, it seems even more strange...

Ji Qingzhuo nodded, she waded through the water, and her feet stepped on the surface of the pool that had just been out of water, making circle after circle of ripples.

She came to Shen Rongyu, on the bamboo platform in the courtyard, there was a soft couch, with candlesticks, desks and trusses on the side, Shen Rongyu sometimes rested here.

Ji Qingzhuo glanced back, intending to move a chair over to sit in, but Shen Rongyu stretched out his arm and put his hand across her waist, she was taken aback, the muscles in her waist froze again, and her cheeks turned slightly red.

"Also said you don't look like that clump of plants." Shen Rongyu stared at her red earlobe and teased.

He was talking about the mimosa that Elder Qiao Shu had transplanted from somewhere.

"I'm not... shy..." Grass.

Ji Qingzhuo said its name inadvertently, thinking that this mimosa does not have its own name in the world of cultivating immortals.

"Shy." Shen Rongyu commented, "It's a good name, I can ask Elder Qiao for advice another day."

"En." Ji Qingzhuo lowered his head and saw the jade pendant hanging on Shen Rongyu's waist, as well as the waist rope of the saber, which tied his waist tightly, making his narrow waist even more attractive— It's just that it is usually covered by a large robe, and no one pays attention.

Wait, what was she paying attention to again, Ji Qingzhuo raised his thin eyebrows and widened his eyes.

As soon as Shen Rongyu's arm retracted, she hugged her down, and she fell down on his bamboo couch, Shen Rongyu's hand was retracted, and the light veil on the sleeve brushed the back of her hand.

"Second level of Qi refining?" Shen Rongyu asked, he already knew that Ji Qingzhuo's cultivation had improved slightly.

"Well, the speed of cultivation is faster than before." Ji Qingzhuo nodded and said.

He held down her wrist, where the meridians are unobstructed, and it is a good place to inject spiritual energy, so every time he holds her wrist.

In fact, there are other places where the meridians are more smooth than the wrist, but...

Shen Rongyu's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't think about it any further, he only attracted the aura around him to help Ji Qingzhuo absorb it, he only gently tugged Ji Qingzhuo's body, and she fell into his arms.

The cultivation space belonging to the two began to take shape, and Ji Qingzhuo hid in a corner with his quick-witted spiritual sense, but once Shen Rongyu touched her with his spiritual sense, he became... became...

It was supposed to be what he was, anyway, turned bad.

Of course Ji Qingzhuo knew that Shen Rongyu was probably pretending to be gentle, because the ice in his eyes had never dissipated, but when the red air that belonged to him wrapped around her body again, she wanted to cry without hesitation. tears.

He came again and insisted on clinging to her.

Ji Qingzhuo doesn't dislike his aura very much, but this aura keeps challenging the safe distance she can tolerate, getting closer and closer to her.

This time, Ji Qingzhuo clung to the spine on the back of the corner, and suddenly felt a cold touch, and the red breath gradually climbed up her spine until it reached her neck.

Ji Qingzhuo turned her head sideways, her slender neck was wrapped in soft red air, they gurgled and flowed, entangled arrogantly along the veins of her bones.

Of course, Shen Rongyu's breath didn't tighten her neck, it just rubbed against it.

The collarbone under the neck seemed to be filled with red liquid, shining slightly.

Of course Ji Qingzhuo couldn't see the bright color, she closed her eyes, as if remembering something.

In the shop in Xuanyun Zong's outer market, she changed into a new dress, opened the door and walked out, Shen Rongyu turned her head to look at him through the sunlight pouring in from outside the shop, her throat rolled slightly under his jawline.

She was not as glamorous as she appeared on the surface, the first time he saw her at that time, he always had some unspeakable desires.

This desire was concealed, and when he was fitting a silk sash around her neck, in a place Ji Qingzhuo couldn't see, he looked down at her, his eyes were as deep as a lake, as if he wanted to **** her in.

At that time, his fingertips were trembling a little, passing over her fragile neck, but they did not touch, only entangled with the soft silk sash, and the light blue soft gauze fell from between his fingers like running water.

Of course, in the most secret and naked cultivation space, his subconscious will naturally not hide his desire. The red air that belongs to him is straightforward and warm. He strokes Ji Qingzhuo's neck like a lover. In the end, after her A flower bloomed on the neck.

Ji Qingzhuo heard his lowered voice again, pulling the vibration of her vocal cords. Her hand fell to her side, with nowhere to rely on, so she could only grasp randomly, until a red air flow fell on her palm, and the end gently scratched it. , as if to comfort her.

She breathed a sigh of relief, even if she temporarily accepted this state, it didn't seem... particularly unacceptable.

Ji Qingzhuo tilted her head, unable to resist, she opened it directly, she rested her head on the red breath, and he actually supported her head, but the scattered air brushed her neck and ears The back and lips are still domineering.

Three hours is really too long, Ji Qingzhuo closed his eyes, but he didn't see any new power absorbed by the surge of the red airflow again, another batch of new bright fragments.

This time she didn't notice, so she didn't hide, and a piece of debris hit her again.

Ji Qingzhuo felt the coldness on her hand, she raised her hand, trying to shake off the fragments, she really didn't want to know too many secrets about Shen Rongyu, she couldn't hide things in her heart, it wouldn't be good if it was revealed someday .

However, the bright shard seemed to be a shard of a mirror, shining brightly, it was not thrown away, and the extremely clear picture was transmitted to Ji Qingzhuo's mind.

—When Shen Rongyu recovered her lost energy, she would more or less leak the memories buried in her spiritual consciousness. When both parties are cultivating like this, they will expose their secrets. For example, Shen Rongyu knows all about Ji Qingzhuo's physical condition, and Ji Qingzhuo can also glimpse a trace of his memory, which is fair.

The image that broke into Ji Qingzhuo's mind was very familiar, it was Xuanyun Sect, but it wasn't Baishui Island, it seemed to be the place where the new disciples lived.

The living conditions of ordinary disciples in Xuanyun Sect are not too bad, it's just that they can't live in a separate cave, but their own small courtyard is also equipped.

It was night at this time, Shen Rongyu was holding the sword, holding the Snow Burying Sword very tightly in his hand, the sword was trembling, and the light of Lingling snow was shining, but it seemed that he could not hold the sword in his hand.

His cultivation base has now regressed to the first level of Jindan, and he can hardly suppress the fierceness of this sword.

But someone followed him up, it was night, and the rest of the disciples went to practice behind closed doors, only the two of them were left on the bluestone road, and the moonlight stretched their shadows very long.

"Shen Rongyu, you can directly enter with the token of Master Yuanwu, without going through the Immortal Ascension Conference, isn't that too unfair?" The disciple stopped in front of Shen Rongyu and asked Shen Rongyu who had just entered.

At this time, Shen Rongyu had no later reputation in Xuanyun Sect, he held the sword, raised his eyes, and stared at this person against the moonlight.

"Is this sword of yours a relic of the Dongshan royal family?" The disciple really didn't have eyesight, so he deliberately said his family that had been destroyed to provoke him.

Shen Rongyu still didn't speak, because all his strength was going to suppress this restless sword.

"Don't show me? Why do you say that I started earlier than you, and you should call me Senior Brother." The disciple said again.

Suddenly, Shen Rongyu's thumb raised the scabbard, and the Burial Snow Sword was unsheathed. Under the full moon, the snow flashed and cut a long and thin red line.

"Okay." Shen Rongyu said.

-show you.

Ji Qingzhuo flicked her hand again, and finally flung the shards away, but she still saw the whole process—and the pictures were all in black and white, with no color left.

The disciples of Xuanyunzong who disappeared before were all killed by Shen Rongyu and fed the sword, and she squatted on the sword not long ago and said that this incident was really terrible.

Ji Qingzhuo's heart is complicated. Is she afraid, but she doesn't know how to be so afraid. After knowing that it is Shen Rongyu, she even feels that it should be taken for granted.

Pulling back his thoughts, Shen Rongyu's aura still rubbed against the side of her neck intimately, as if he wanted to pull her into his arms completely, subconsciously, he was so aggressive, but every time, he was so kind Give her a little room to breathe.

Ji Qingzhuo sighed softly. When three hours passed, she opened her eyes and realized that she was in Shen Rongyu's arms. He supported her and kept her in a comfortable position, so she didn't feel back pain.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu—" Ji Qingzhuo was stunned, pushed on Shen Rongyu's shoulder, and withdrew from his arms, her face was still red, mainly because she was too bored by Shen Rongyu in the training space.

Sweat soaked his forehead, and his hair stuck to his ears. Ji Qingzhuo took a deep breath, and the cool wind blew in his face. It was already night.

And it flew over from nowhere, and insisted on squeezing between her and Shen Rongyu, yelling.

Ji Qingzhuo scratched Youyou's chin, and she focused on interacting with the little guy, pretending not to see Shen Rongyu.

With the cultivation space, it is more difficult for her to face him now...

Shen Rongyu was ignored, and he picked it up again, not letting Ji Qingzhuo touch it, and asked, "Why is Zhuozhuo hiding from me?"

Ji Qingzhuo felt wronged and couldn't say it out, why didn't he know why she was hiding from him?

She raised her head, her collar slipped a little, revealing her slender and fair neck: "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I'm going back."

Ji Qingzhuo's face was still red, from the side of her neck to the roots of her ears, Shen Rongyu looked at her earlobes, and said after a long time: "I'll take you back."

"I still want to touch Youyou." Ji Qingzhuo said.

Shen Rongyu put the hand in her hand again, and the little guy jumped back into her arms in fright.

Ji Qingzhuo touched Youyou's back and said, "Senior brother Xiaoyu, the ice spirit fruit is not delicious, and the ice spirit fruit should not taste too good."

— so you better not feed it to the sword.

Shen Rongyu didn't understand Ji Qingzhuo's brain circuit, but he still responded with a smile: "It's natural."

"I also ate ice spirit fruit." Ji Qingzhuo thought for a while, she felt that she wanted to subtly make Shen Rongyu not be so interested in her.

"That's why I don't like it too." She said in a soft voice.

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