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At this time, the sky is still dark, Ji Qingzhuo thought, how can we cultivate in this clear sky and day?

Wait, it seems that cultivation is not a problem, why can't cultivation 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 practice space. After two days without practice, she suddenly felt a strange feeling.

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

"If Zhuo Zhuo doesn't want to, I'll go look for you later." Shen Rongyu looked at the toes she tapped on the ground, her voice unhurried.

If it's 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 passed by without water, making ripples one after another.

She came to Shen Rongyu. On the bamboo platform in the courtyard, there was a soft couch, with a candlestick desk and a truss on the side. Shen Rongyu sometimes rested here.

Ji Qingzhuo looked back and planned to move a chair over to sit, but Shen Rongyu stretched out her arms and put her hands across her waist, she was stunned for a moment, her waist muscles froze again, and her cheeks turned slightly red.

"And you don't look like that plant." Shen Rongyu teased, staring at her red earlobes.

Naturally, what he said was 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 doesn't have its own name in the world of immortality.

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

"Yeah." 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 more attractive— - It's just that he is usually covered by a large robe and no one pays attention.

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

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

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

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

He held her wrist, where the meridians were unobstructed and it was a good place to inject spiritual energy, so he held her wrist every time.

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

Shen Rongyu's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't think about it any more, he only attracted the surrounding spiritual energy 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 form, and Ji Qingzhuo's consciousness was quick and quick, and he hid in the corner, but once Shen Rongyu touched her with his consciousness, he became...become...

It should be his original appearance, in short, it has become very bad.

Of course Ji Qingzhuo knew that Shen Rongyu was most likely pretending to be gentle, because the ice in his eyes never dissipated, but when the red air that belonged to him wrapped around her body again, she wanted to cry. tears.

He came again and insisted on sticking to her.

Ji Qingzhuo didn't really hate the breath that belonged to him, but the breath kept challenging the safe distance she could endure, getting closer and closer to her.

This time, Ji Qingzhuo was clinging to the back spine in the corner, and suddenly felt a cold touch, and the red breath gradually climbed up her spine until it came to her neck.

Ji Qingzhuo turned her head to the side, her slender neck was wrapped with soft red air currents, and they gurgled and twisted wildly along the veins of her bones.

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

The collarbone under the neck, as if filled with red liquid, was slightly bright.

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

In the store outside the Xuan Yunzong market, she changed into a new dress, pushed open the door and walked out. Through the sunlight pouring in outside the store, Shen Rongyu turned her head to look at him, his throat rolling slightly under his jawline.

It wasn't as glamorous as on the face, the first time he saw her at that time, he always had some unspeakable desires.

This desire was hidden. When he put silk sash on her neck, where Ji Qingzhuo couldn't see, he lowered his eyes and looked at her, his eyes were as deep as a lake, as if he wanted to suck her whole body in.

At that time, his fingertips quivered a little as they brushed the side of her fragile neck, but they didn't touch it, only the soft silk sash was hooked, and the soft blue yarn fell from between his fingers like running water.

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

Ji Qingzhuo heard his lowered voice again, pulling the vibration of her vocal cords. Her hand fell on her side, and she had nowhere to rely on, so she could only grab at random until a red air flow fell into her palm, and the end gently scratched as if to soothe her.

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

Ji Qingzhuo tilted her head, she couldn't resist, she just opened it, she put her head on the red breath, he actually held her head, but the scattered air brushed her neck and ears The back and lips are still domineering and arrogant.

Three hours is really too long, Ji Qingzhuo closed his eyes, but did not see that with the red air current surging again, any new power was absorbed, and it was a new batch of 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 in her hand, she raised her hand and tried to shake the shard away, she really didn't want to know too many secrets about Shen Rongyu, she couldn't hide something in her heart, it would be bad if it was revealed one day .

However, the dazzling 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 somewhat leak the memories buried in her consciousness. When both parties are cultivating like this, they will expose their secrets. For example, Shen Rongyu knows all the conditions of Ji Qingzhuo's body, and Ji Qingzhuo can also glimpse a trace of his memory, which is fair.

The picture that broke into Ji Qingzhuo's mind was very familiar. It was Xuan Yunzong, but not Baishui Island. It seemed to be where the new disciples lived.

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

At this time, it was night, Shen Rongyu held the sword and held the Snow Buried Sword in his hand very tightly. The sword trembled, and Lingling Xueguang flashed, and his hand seemed to be unable to hold the sword.

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

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

"Shen Rongyu, you can enter directly with the token of Master Yuanwu. You don't need to pass the Ascension Conference. It's too unfair, isn't it?" The disciple stopped in front of Shen Rongyu and directly asked Shen Rongyu, who had just started.

At this time, Shen Rongyu had no later fame 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?" This disciple really had no eyesight, and deliberately said that his family had been destroyed to stimulate him.

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

"Don't show it to me? How can I say that I entered earlier than you, and you have to call me senior brother." The disciple said again.

Suddenly, Shen Rongyu raised the scabbard with his thumb, and the Snow Buried Sword came out of the scabbard. Under the full moon, the snow light flashed, and a slender red line was cut out.

"Okay." Shen Rongyu said.

show you.

Ji Qingzhuo threw her hand again and finally threw the shards out, but she still saw the whole process - and the pictures were all black and white, with no other colors.

The disciples who disappeared before Xuan Yunzong were all killed by Shen Rongyu to feed the sword, and not long ago, she squatted on the sword and said that this was really terrible.

Ji Qingzhuo's heart is complicated. Is she afraid, but she doesn't know how afraid. After knowing it was Shen Rongyu, she even felt a sense of reason.

The thoughts pulled back, the breath belonging to Shen Rongyu was still rubbing against the side of her neck intimately, as if to pull her completely into his arms, subconsciously, he was so aggressive, but every time, he was actually kind Give her a breath of space to breathe.

Ji Qingzhuo sighed softly, until three hours passed, she opened her eyes and was shocked to realize 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 Shen Rongyu on the shoulder, and withdrew from his arms, her face was still red, mainly because Shen Rongyu in the practice space was too stuffy.

With sweat soaking his forehead and his hair sticking to the side of his ears, Ji Qingzhuo took a deep breath, the cool wind blowing in front of him, and it was already night.

It flew over from nowhere, and insisted on squeezing between her and Shen Rongyu, screaming.

Ji Qingzhuo scratched her chin again and again, she focused on interacting with this 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 hugged it again, preventing Ji Qingzhuo from touching it, and asked, "Why is Zhuozhuo hiding from me?"

Ji Qingzhuo couldn't express his grievances, why didn't he know why she avoided him?

She raised her head, her collar slid down 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 base of her ears. Shen Rongyu looked at her earlobe and said after a long time, "I'll take you back."

"I want to touch it again and again." Ji Qingzhuo said.

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

Ji Qingzhuo rubbed his back and said, "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, the ice spirit fruit is not delicious, and it shouldn't be too delicious to eat ice spirit fruit."

- so you'd better not feed it to the sword.

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

"I also ate ice spirit fruit." Ji Qingzhuo thought about it, she felt that she wanted to subtly make Shen Rongyu less interested in her.

"So I'm not good either," she said, her voice soft.

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Shen Rongyu: Really?