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Even with the cool ointment covering his eyes, Ji Qingzhuo still felt his eye sockets hurt.

Mao Mao was incapable of seeing through the attack patterns of the white snake monster. An ordinary donkey would definitely not be able to do this.

Who gave it this ability?

Ji Qingzhuo's brows were slightly wrinkled. She didn't dare to think about it any longer. The memory that had been erased by the red airflow in the practice space seemed to have a tendency to emerge again.

She is afraid that she is a very bad person, and the ability to control the soul is naturally not very good, it is linked to evil.

Duan Yutong didn't notice that Ji Qingzhuo's breathing was messed up, and she was feeding Mao Mao a high-grade elixir.

Shen Rongyu noticed Ji Qingzhuo's emotional fluctuations, he wrapped the gauze around Ji Qingzhuo's eyes, lowered his head, and put his hands on her eyes, a warm breath came.

"Takuzuo, what's wrong?" he asked.

Ji Qingzhuo didn't know what to say, she pursed her lips, turned her face away, and remained silent.

After eating the top-grade Immortal Spirit Pill over there, Mao Mao just recovered his health and looked smarter. As for whether it can give birth to spiritual wisdom, it depends on its own fortune.

After taking the medicine, she and Shen Rongyu took Mao Mao out of the Heart-Rong Valley.

Shen Rongyu was holding her, she was holding Mao Mao, and the people and beasts in her left and right hands were all guiding her, which gave Ji Qingzhuo, who had lost his sight, a solid sense of security.

She proposed to go to the market to buy some ice spirit fruit seeds, carrots and grass that Maomao likes to eat.

When talking about this, Shen Rongyu said jokingly: "Zhu Zhuo don't ask me what I like to eat?"

Ji Qingzhuo thought, Shen Rongyu didn't want to eat, but she still asked seriously, "What does Xiaoyu want to eat?"

Shen Rongyu saw a familiar touch of pure white at the end of the market. Unexpectedly, there were also people selling Epiphyllum in the monk's city.

He said, "It's a flash in the pan."

Ji Qingzhuo was stunned for a moment, but she didn't respond, so she asked, "It seems that Epiphyllum can't be eaten."

Shen Rongyu said, "I haven't raised it before, but now I'm trying to raise it."

In front of them were many Epiphyllum flowers with their petals tightly closed. This flower only opened at night, and the stretched petals only showed for a moment, shyly tight.

"Zhuzhuo, pick one." Shen Rongyu led her hand out and asked her to pick a Epiphyllum and bring it back.

The cultivator who sold flowers did not expect that the beautiful girl in front of him could not be seen, and he felt a little distressed when he saw Ji Qingzhuo groping about the flowers.

"If the girl likes it, just take it away." The cultivator said with a smile, he shook the palm fan in his hand, and he looked more like an ordinary person.

When the monk opened his mouth, Shen Rongyu realized that his aura was unusual, and his cultivation seemed to be at least at the out-of-body stage—most of the monks from Xueliangyu were migrating monks, and there were no major sect constraints. , so you can often see powerful monks outside.

"Cultivation is boring anyway, so I just sell flowers on the street. These flowers are sold out. In a few days, there will be roses, peony, and peonies for sale, but those flowers are much more popular than these delicate guys." The monk continued to shake Said with a fan.

The "delicate guy" in his mouth naturally refers to these short-lived flowers in front of him.

Ji Qingzhuo took a long time to choose a pot. She picked up the pot of Epiphyllum, took out the spirit stone from her pocket and gave it to the monk in front of her.

She didn't have many spiritual stones, and she didn't think how she could make money in the society of monks.

"Enough is enough." The monk took the spirit stone and said to Ji Qingzhuo with a smile.

His appearance was a bit vicissitudes, and he looked like those uncles working in the field. He smiled, thinking that Ji Qingzhuo couldn't see that he was smiling, so he laughed deliberately.

But Ji Qingzhuo could even deduce the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes due to the smile from the voice, she twitched the corners of her mouth again and smiled at the cultivator.

Since she became blind, she laughed more and more—of course, these were related to Shen Rongyu.

He finally realized that Ji Qingzhuo was someone who needed his careful protection, so he took care of her carefully and tried his best to make her happy.

Ji Qingzhuo left here with Epiphyllum in his arms. On the way back, he said to Shen Rongyu, who was full of things, "Xiaoyu, I think..."

"What do you think?" Even though Shen Rongyu couldn't see, Shen Rongyu still turned her head, looked at her blindfolded eyes, and responded to her seriously.

In fact, Ji Qingzhuo couldn't say these words, but Shen Rongyu's serious tone seemed to encourage her.

She said, "There are a lot of flowers in front of the old monk, but I touched them one by one, and I don't think they are as pretty as yours."

Shen Rongyu's breath stagnated, of course he knew which flower Ji Qingzhuo was referring to.

The red tan mark on the back of his neck seemed to be scorching hot again, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "That flower is in bloom, so it's naturally beautiful."

"Why do flowers grow?" Ji Qingzhuo asked, she didn't understand why flowers could grow on such barren bones.

There is clearly no nutrients for flowers to grow there, is it?

Shen Rongyu pursed her lips, he thought, Ji Qingzhuo really forgot.

He squeezed her hand: "I won't tell you."

"Okay." Ji Qingzhuo was very obedient, and she didn't continue to ask if Shen Rongyu didn't say anything.

After returning to the cave, they moved the spiritual plants that Zhu Fengyi had planted to another place. Ji Qingzhuo and Shen Rongyu spent the afternoon planting the seeds of ice spirit fruit and carrots. It was the first time for both of them to plant something. , so the action is clumsy.

However, such a big cave has a breath of fresh air now, and Ji Qingzhuo is very satisfied with this change.

At night, Shen Rongyu proposed to practice earlier, because he felt that he was about to break through, and the speed of his power recovery was getting faster and faster. Once he had a foundation, he could absorb more dissipated energy back.

When he was at his peak, his strength had already reached the peak of the Tribulation Period, stronger than almost all the monks in the Immortal Cultivation World. Now he is still too weak, so weak... that even Ji Qingzhuo can't protect him.

Shen Rongyu hoped that he would be stronger, of course, Ji Qingzhuo also thought so, so the two reached a tacit understanding.

Ji Qingzhuo was lying in Shen Rongyu's arms, her ears were attached to his chest, listening to his gentle heartbeat, she remembered what happened to Mao Mao today, but with Shen Rongyu by her side, she seemed to feel a lot more at ease.

She has already found out that the so-called soul control technique is her original ability, she is a little scared, but dare not say it.

These days, the system is completely pretending to be dead, and Ji Qingzhuo knows that she will not be able to ask the system some questions about it until her eyes recover.

Although this system looks mysterious, Ji Qingzhuo doesn't hate it unexpectedly, her intuition has always been accurate.

She put her hand on Shen Rongyu's shoulder and suddenly opened her mouth. Her voice was very soft, like a feather floating down: "Xiaoyu, what if I am a bad person?"

Shen Rongyu looked at the top of her hairy head, wondering why she had such a question, he said, "You won't."

At any time, he firmly believed that Ji Qingzhuo was kind, and the real villain was him.

The red blood spring behind him wrapped around Ji Qingzhuo's body again, wrapping her like a cocoon: "Zuozhuo, you didn't hate me."

Ji Qingzhuo fell into the soft spring of blood, she nodded, slightly relieved, closed her eyes, her consciousness floated, and she began to practice.

As soon as Ji Qingzhuo appeared in the training space, the red airflow dragged her into the sea of ​​blood. Since Ji Qingzhuo's eyes were injured, she could not see without actively cutting off her vision.

There is no wind in this practice space, so she did not feel the more obvious facial features and body details of the red airflow. Although the red airflow looks fierce and domineering, after changing into a human form, she still only dares to hug Ji Qing Zhuo kissed indiscriminately, and went a step further, and had never done it before.

But even so, Ji Qingzhuo couldn't stand it, she turned her head sideways, trying to avoid the tight kiss of the red airflow.

She gasped and whispered, "Don't..."

The hand of the red air brushed her waist, she was sensitive and ticklish, she shrank, but fell deeper into his arms.

He bit her ear and asked in a low voice, "Zuo Zhuo... Does Zhu Zhuo know why I bloom?"

Ji Qingzhuo avoided his lips and whispered, "Xiaoyu, don't tell me."

Her tone used to be dry, with almost no emotional ups and downs, but she didn't know that when speaking with the red airflow, her tone had a subtle coquettish feeling, like the interaction between lovers.

In front of the people he trusts the most, he seems to be able to do whatever he wants.

The red kiss fell and blocked her mouth: "Zhu Zhuo kiss me and I'll tell you."

Ji Qingzhuo thought, isn't this kissing?

Shen Rongyu actually wanted to tell Ji Qingzhuo the reason for the appearance of the Epiphyllum on the back of his neck, but...he didn't want to reveal the secret of the umbrella.

After knowing what an umbrella umbrella is, what if Ji Qingzhuo doesn't want to use this magic weapon again, or...in danger, she will be reluctant to put the umbrella in front of her to defend against the enemy, this kind of thing, Shen Rongyu I think Ji Qingzhuo can do it.

But the red air still revealed his inner desire. He wrapped Ji Qingzhuo tightly, imprisoned him in his arms, and tempted her in her ear: "Is Zhuozhuo unwilling to kiss?"

Ji Qingzhuo was overwhelmed by him. Her chest heaved and she said to the red airflow: "Just now...you have already kissed."

"Zuo Zhuo is the one who takes the initiative." This red airflow is more and more like Shen Rongyu outside, bad and cunning.

"I..." Ji Qingzhuo turned her head sideways, she really wanted to know the reason for the epiphyllum on Shen Rongyu's neck.

When she touched the petals of the Epiphyllum, she always felt a hidden joy.

"Then you, then don't move." Ji Qingzhuo groped and approached him.

Her hands stretched out with difficulty from their close bodies, holding the red air flow's face, tracing the contours of his face with her fingers.

From his high eyebrows to the delicate bridge of his nose, to his lips, her fingertips were pressed against his lips, and they were soft and slightly moist to the touch.

I didn't expect this red air flow to be so human-like, Ji Qingzhuo thought.

The red airflow waited anxiously, so the fingertips turned into the brush strokes at that time, swept across her back, and drew lightly.

It was so itchy that Ji Qingzhuo's body trembled, and at this moment, the eyes of the red airflow suddenly became clear - Ji Qingzhuo didn't see it.

But she felt that her fingertips were gently bitten by him, Ji Qingzhuo didn't understand what was going on, and only asked intermittently under the constant drawing with the pen tip on the back: "Xiaoyu, no... Do I kiss you?"

Shen Rongyu, who had regained full consciousness in the training space for the first time, hugged Ji Qingzhuo in an ambiguous posture, and he suddenly realized that his hand seemed to be hovering over her back and doing such a thing .

The consciousness that had just recovered was stunned.

The author says:

Xiaoyu's pupils, who had just recovered, had an earthquake: Ah, how could I be such a person.

Xiaoyu, who subconsciously bit Zhuo Zhuo's finger: No, I seem to be such a person.

￥%%*&&￥#…&…’s Xiaoyu: I’m not a person at all, right?