Chapter 67

Lu Wansi's voice approached with the footsteps, seeing the silent Yanyu Building, subconsciously looked at the open window on the second floor, but saw no one: "Master!"

Qiuyin's knuckle-boned hand pressed against Nan Henyu's abdomen, and the wet white clothes were blown cold by the wind. She felt the man tremble slightly in her hand, and leaned against the door again.

"Hush." Qiu Yin and Nan Hen rubbed their ears together, dumb as if soaked in spirits, "Little Junior Sister is outside, do you want her to hear it?"

Qiuyin's dark and cold shadows are cruising on the ground, eagerly hooking Nan Henyu's muddy clothes corners, teasing the white clothes even more unbearably, they come alive as if they have substance, crawling up Nan Henyu's trousers like a poisonous snake, and burrowing into the fairy's white clothes, wrapped around her slightly trembling skin, leaving behind a burning malice, and the white jade-like person was dyed with a thin layer of red.

"Hmm!" The shadow that got in from the hem has already come out from the collar above, while stroking the eye-catching and hideous sword mark in the recess of the collarbone, it forced Nan Henyu to raise her head halfway, revealing her clenched teethand sullen eyes.

The corner of Qiuyin's mouth curled up, and she licked the dry corner of her lips viciously, staring at the sword scar, and sent a voice transmission to her: "How did you do it? It's so careless. I'm going to feel bad. Is it Shen Jingzhu? Don't worry, whatever it isIn a master-student battle, when taking his position and killing him, I also gave him a taste of piercing through with a sword.

I am so caring, do you have to give me some rewards? Let me think about it for you. Why don't you give me another sad wind?"

"Qiuyin..." Nan Henyu couldn't stabilize even the sound transmission, "Let go."

Qiu Yin smiled blatantly: "No."

Qiu Yin rubbed her fingertips against the hem of the red dress, stained with the blood of someone who had fallen under the sword. She clasped Nan Henyu's chin, looked at her coldly, and touched Nan Henyu's thin lips with her fingertips.Leaving her hot residual warmth, she slowly spread it bit by bit, and Nan Henyu's bloodless lips soon took on a human color, even too bright red, like a killer who was forced to dye Qiu Yin.evil.

Outside the door, Lu Wansi slowly arrived in front of the door, every sound she made was like stepping on the taboo and throbbing hearts of the master and apprentice behind the door, it had never been so clear.The little junior sister of Xuanyue Peak came in the rain and knocked lightly on the bamboo wooden door: "Is Master there? Wan Si has something important to discuss."

Yuanying's control over the five senses completely lost control with the arrival of the third person. The slight vibration of the girl tapping on the bamboo door with her fingers passed through the door, and spread on Nan Henyu's tense back like ink entering water.Going forward, Qiu Yin's wet, cold and bloody palm pressed against the old wound again, making it hard to get off.

For a moment, Nan Henyu felt that the noise inside and outside was deafening. Every breath of Qiuyin was scattered on her face, and half of her body pressed her against the door panel. There was a door behind her, and another apprentice of hers was waiting.Listen to her echo.

Lu Wansi thought that Nan Henyu was not there, so she knocked again: "Is Master not here?"

She tried to push the door.

Nan Henyu's whole body became more tense, like a bow that was about to break, she pursed her lips and did not speak.

Qiu Yin rested his other hand on the door casually, lightly pressed the push of the outsider, and smiled provocatively at Nan Henyu, his raised fox eyes were full of ridicule.

"Eh?" Lu Wansi withdrew her hands, wondering, "Is the door locked?"

Obviously there was no more absurd kiss, and obviously it was just close to each other, but Nan Henyu's lips, teeth and nose were full of Qiu Yin's strong and powerful breath, and the ghost-like shadow slowly tightened, burning like fire.It seemed as if he wanted to strangle her flesh and bind her soul hidden in the depths.

Her former disciple dominated her embarrassment, admired her embarrassment, and continued to tease her rebelliously: "Master, my junior sister asked you, won't you answer her?"

Nan Henyu gripped the sleeve of her arm until it turned white, not wanting to answer.

Qiu Yin supported the crumbling Nan Henyu, raised her eyebrows, and loosened her hand against the door panel: "Oh, you want little junior sister to come in, tell me earlier."

Nan Henyu raised her hand and pressed Qiu Yin's hand back, her throat moved, and under Qiu Yin's teasing eyes, she forcibly stabilized her mind, tried to shift part of her attention to the door, and said hoarsely: "I'm resting,If you have something to ask Xuan...uh!"

Qiu Yin strangled Nan Henyu's neck and lightly pressed against the door panel, interrupting Nan Henyu's finally steady calm. Lu Wansi outside the door asked doubtfully and worriedly: "Master, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?", is there anything Wansi can help with?"

"I really care about you." Qiu Yin squeezed her throat softly and imitated Lu Wansi, then slowly tightened her strength, seeing Nan Henyu's blushing face, with thin perspiration hanging on her forehead, she lifted her chin slightly,He said coldly, "Continue."

Nan Henyu was quiet for a while, until Lu Wansi was worried that she would be attacked by the enemy and wanted to break in, so she heard her master's voice clear and cold: "Let's go."

Qiu Yin squinted her eyes, Nan Henyu seemed to have broken free from the passive state, lowered her eyes, and stared at Qiu Yin in the dark, she held Qiu Yin's hand with both hands, but did not resist, but relaxed and kept tenseHis body seemed to be indulging Qiu Yin's misdeeds.

"What?" Lu Wansi didn't understand.

"Look for the head of Xuanling and Biyun if you have anything to do." Nan Henyu said indifferently, "Don't disturb my purity."

"Master..." Lu Wansi's voice sounded unbelievable, he didn't expect that his master would not want to see her so much.

Qiu Yin thought that her sticky little junior sister was going to pester her again, but after a moment of silence outside, Lu Wansi's slightly sad voice sounded: "I came at the wrong time and disturbed Master's cultivation. There may be spies in the Xuanling Sect!"Or the demons from the southern border sneak in, master be careful, and the disciple will leave."

Qiu Yin tilted her head in surprise, long time no see, has this guy become so normal?

But she still didn't forget the business, she used the serious words of her little junior sister to molested Nan Henyu, and smiled lowly: "It's true that she came at an untimely time, and she will see how the heavenly fairy she secretly admires is boiled with raw rice by my devil!"It's ripe."

There was no sound at the door, Nan Henyu didn't pay attention to her anymore, Lu Wansi hesitated for a moment, and still bowed politely to leave, now there are more important things to do, leaving Misty Rain and Mountain Fog.

"Let's go." Nan Henyu said softly.

Qiu Yin inexplicably sensed the meaning of "coaxing her" from this short sentence. She prolonged "Oh" and asked knowingly: "Then can we continue? The topic was interrupted by her."

"Okay." Nan Henyu's fragile neck was still in Qiuyin's hands, she said, "About nine years ago, Tianhaige City Baibaoji, do you remember?"

Qiu Yin paused, she naturally didn't remember this.She deliberately misinterpreted Nan Henyu's meaning: "The market in Tianhai Pavilion is the largest monk trading market besides Tingfengdao. There is an endless stream of people coming and going. Does Master want to go there? Wow, under the large crowd, MasterDoes Zun actually like this?"

Nan Henyu was really uncomfortable being pinched by Qiu Yin, and coughed unbearably, and it was stuck in her throat, and it got worse.Qiu Yin still remembered her master's old problem, and seized any opportunity to provoke: "Will you try to beg me, maybe I will let you talk when I feel better."

"Please." The Sword Immortal opened his mouth as calmly as a cold spring, he paused every word, and was somewhat restrained and hoarse. The two words rolled from the tip of his tongue, and he said it lightly. The tone was not like a humiliating request, but the usualPlainly call her name.

The high-hanging moon, who has always been inviolable and can only look up to, lowered her eyebrows, which made Qiu Yin, who was in the top position, a little unable to react.

"..." Qiu Yin let go of her fingertips, then raised Nan Henyu's chin, completely exposing that indifferent face to her eyes, "Are you seducing me?"

Sword Immortal and Heavenly Wizard, who climbed to the top for a hundred years, received recognition and admiration all the way from junior junior sister to Wangbei Peak Lord. Maybe he has never suffered such humiliation in this life.Now the pro-disciple of Graceful Beauty.

What Nan Henyu thought was unknown, but Qiuyin pushed herself to save others, and she was absolutely so angry that she would dig three feet into the ground to break off the hands and feet of the gangsters, rub them into ashes and feed them to big geese.

That sword mark was originally left by the Sword of Sad Wind, and Qiu Yin's soul was stitched by ten thousand demons, and connected with Sad Wind, the black shadows returned to their nests like a child, wandering on the white skin enough to gather towards the sword mark, and flow into the springLike getting into Nan Henyu's body.

The pain that was burning in the body penetrated into the body, entered the spirit foundation, entangled with the Nascent Soul, pained like needles, pulled and finally engraved a brand.

It is the magic energy of all demons.

"Master, has anyone told you that you are very close?"

Probably not, except that she is a big bastard who is so presumptuous to the world, who dares to kiss the sword fairy, biting and gnawing like a dog, not only once, don't know how many days the child has been hungry without eating, and he has never eaten in this life.I have seen beauty.

...But it's true to say that, that day when the white-clothed fairy came out of the snow, Qiu Yin thought that there would be no one more beautiful than her.

Qiu Yin said like a hooligan: "I will make my own mark, so as not to be hungry and find no one to quench my thirst."

Although the sorrowful wind and sword intent were engraved in the Zifu, Nan Henyu was not Yan Liangcai, who was in a great realm of Di Qiuyin and lost his Nascent Soul.The "induction" that doesn't go, you can feel the existence of Nan Henyu when you get close.

Maybe the invincible Sword Immortal has the means to erase it.

"The former owner of the Sad Wind Sword is Shen Zhuolan, you should know. I took the sword from Shen Jingzhu after she died."Give it to you as a gift."

Now that she talked about this bottomless ditch, Qiu Yin suddenly lost the desire to tease her, she had to face herself, she wanted to stop the mouth of the master just now when she was playing a hooligan, but now she can't.

She backed away from Nan Henyu's side, and leaned lazily aside, the bad taste in her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be converted like burning incense, as cold as a different person: "Really."

The intense blood and fire receded, and Nan Henyu's breathing subconsciously paused between her nose, retaining Qiuyin's remaining warmth, and then she held the wooden door with the same indifference, as if the master and apprentice hadn't confronted each other just now, and touched the dangerous boundaryPass.

"You got lost that day, in the Hundred Treasure Collection in Tianhai Pavilion." She breathed a sigh of relief, "...I wasn't there that day."

"Oh?" Qiu Yin smiled, teasing nonchalantly, "I'm not the ashes stuck to the hem of your clothes, I follow wherever I go, oh yes, there can't be ashes on the sword fairy."

"I," Nan Henyu swayed, as if she had finally reacted to the slight numbness and pain from the scorching heat of the myriad demons, she fell forward as if she couldn't support the door with her arms.

Qiu Yin shouldn't have believed in this familiar scene if she showed weakness and lied to others first, not to mention that Nan Henyu's cultivation base was higher than hers, if she hadn't used Beifeng's guilt as a restraint, she wouldn't be able to bully Nan Henyu at allNo, it might be pressed against the ground and rubbed against.

But the body still acted before reason. Qiuyin supported Nan Henyu with one hand, and put the other hand through her knees, picked her up without a doubt, and walked to the second floor with the bed.

The tyrannical demon master always remembers the difference between them, and he never forgets to sneer: "You look like a sick child, and you still have the intention to come to someone else's house to soak in the rain. This broken ground doesn't look much better than Xuanyue."

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