"beauty?"

Xihe's graceful and graceful figure suddenly became extremely stiff.

She stood up suddenly, brushed her wide sleeves in front of her, and looked everywhere with sharp eyes, not hiding her anger at all.

But unfortunately, Xihe did not directly explode his divine power, which gave the other party a chance to speak.

As soon as the other party spoke, she lost half the battle.

"Sigh... I know I couldn't help you before, but it was a helpless situation at that time. If you left with me, it would be extremely difficult for you to survive..."

Sitting softly, Xihe's expression was uncertain.

Deep in the earth, hiding in the cracks, the shadow was secretly speaking to Xi He, with a smile that seemed to have a winning chance on its lips.

What the two of them didn't know was that deep in the heaven, in the palace of the Emperor of Heaven on the eighth level, Wu Wan, dressed in black, was surrounded by the strong power of heaven.

This situation was clearly projected in Wu Wan's heart.

In the outer world, the way of heaven may not be able to reach this level and detect the strong god silently.

But within the wilderness.

He is the way of heaven, that is, the master, and there will be no defects.

This guy Di Kuang really started to take action.

Is this a way to contact the wilderness from outside?

My mother and Jingwei are protected by the Donghuang Bell, so they should be safe.

But no matter how Emperor Kuang found a way to contact Xihe, Dongye's chess piece really produced the most ideal effect.

…

Liulicheng, the backyard of Uncle Shan Qing's mansion.

Several women were drinking happily. Jin Wei's face was slightly red. She raised her hand to hold the wine glass and leaned against the wicker chair with her soft body. She had been lost in thought for a long time.

On the side, Chunluan and Qiuli each chuckled, saying that Qingshan was so abiding by the rules and did not do any transgressive behavior in two months together, and they were amazed at this.

Jin Wei sighed softly.

She was just about to pour herself a few more drinks, paralyzed by the inexplicable emptiness in her heart because her brother left in a hurry again, but as soon as she made a move, several pictures inexplicably appeared in front of her eyes.

A deserted island, a sacred tree glowing in the night, a young man, and a sacred bird.

‘Jinwei, Jinwei?’

‘Jingwei?’

Jin Wei's mind trembled inexplicably, but when she wanted to look at these pictures, greetings came from the side, and the pictures quietly disappeared.

"What's wrong?"

Senior Sister Chunluan came over with two roasted wings, sat in the seat next to Jin Wei, carefully looked at Jin Wei's pretty face, and laughed:

"But do you miss Qingshan?"

"Well," Jin Wei didn't feel embarrassed at all and sighed softly, "Brother has been gone for more than half a year. It's very dangerous outside. I don't know if he is safe."

"Don't you know how to dream?" Chunluan said with a smile, "Don't you dream about him?"

Jin Wei shook her head slightly, her expression somewhat gloomy.

She was still thinking about the scenes just now, but those scenes had quickly faded away, leaving only vague marks.

Qiuli and Fu'er on the side also came over with wine glasses, sitting or lying down, swaying around, but they were both a bit drunk.

Qiuli smiled and said: "Xiaowei, how far have you and Qingshan reached?"

Fu'er, who was suffering from the inability to make breakthroughs in her love affair, suddenly lit up her eyes and ignited the fire of gossip.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Jin Wei blinked, and under her long eyelashes, her clear and bright eyes were filled with a hint of doubt, and there were also a few on her cute, slightly round face.

question mark.

"Which step?"

"that is!"

Qiuli suddenly made a series of movements, holding hands with each other, raising her hands for a virtual hug, pouting and leaning forward, humming.

Chun Luan held her hands and laughed, Jin Wei blushed in embarrassment, but she really couldn't hold back any longer.

Jin Wei said angrily: "Senior sister, how could you... let others see you and ruin your reputation?"

"Aren't we the only ones here? We are all women. What's wrong with this?" Qiuli didn't care about this and asked again, "Qingshan came back to live for two months before, but nothing happened to you?"

Jin Wei shook her head honestly.

On the side, Chunluan held her chin and kept whispering: "Jinwei, are you sure that Qingshan regards you as a partner and not as a biological sister?"

"Zi, Zi is certain."

Jin Wei hurriedly said:

"I know what the sisters want to ask. In fact, I am an adult and I have long been prepared to fall in love with him.

But my brother treats me...I don’t know what to say.

If you say that he rigidly adheres to etiquette, we can hold hands and hug each other. We have already said that we have pledged to each other, but that's the extent of it.

After all, I am still a daughter, and I cannot take the initiative to say such things, lest my brother think I am too frivolous."

Chun Luan asked: "Did he ever say that you will have a bridal chamber after you get married?"

"This... I never said that."

Jin Wei recalled carefully.

She opened the scrolls she treasured in her heart, and she was already familiar with every situation in them.

When her brother was away, she would recall every moment of their relationship every day.

The happiest picture was that of having a drink on a moonlit night. The two of them cuddled up under a full moon, drinking fruit juice, chatting, leaning very close to each other, and kissing each other on the forehead.

The painting that I dare not look at directly is the picture of rubbing my back.

When her brother was taking a bath, she sneaked in and rubbed his back and shoulders. The place where the mist was steaming really made her heart beat wildly...

After listening to Jin Wei's talk about "Daily Life with Brother" for half an hour, Chunluan, Fu'er and Qiuli, three emotional masters, sat aside and meditated.

Chun Luan muttered: "Qingshan is really good. Jin Wei is so beautiful, but he can still bear it."

Jin Wei's pretty face turned red as if she was about to bleed, and she hesitated not knowing how to defend herself.

Qiuli lowered her voice and said, "Tell me, could it be that the fox girl Lu'er fell under some kind of spell?"

"It's not like that," Fu'er said with a smile, "Uncle, Lu'er and I are quite familiar. She admires Uncle Qingshan very much, and wishes that she could be married to him even if we have both status and status, but she hasn't seen her for a long time.

I met Master Qingshan."

"Junior sister, please stop talking nonsense. What kind of spell can charm Master Qingshan?"

Chun Luan clicked his tongue and smiled: "If you ask me, it should be Qingshan Shuli."

"Well, my brother is just polite to me, there is nothing rude about me."

Jin Wei smiled generously:

"Let's not talk about this. When my brother comes back next time, I will have a good talk with him. Let's meet up to drink and get drunk today. You are not allowed to cheat."

Chun Luan waved her hand: "Let the three of you come together!"

Fu'er and Qiuli immediately shouted in dissatisfaction, while Jin Wei summoned the female priest waiting in the corner and continued to deliver delicious food and wine.

Thanks to Teacher Liulichen's care over the years, Jin Wei has reached the level where she doesn't have to get drunk if she doesn't want to.

She followed the path of an ordinary divine general, and was given divine power by the Liuli God, which saved her from the pain of cultivation.

After another hour of fun, Chunluan and Qiuli were carried away by the priests and sent back to their respective mansions. Fu'er, with a charming smile on her face, was sent to the backyard attic to rest.

——Fu'er is still a student of the Liuli Shenwu Dao class. If she is seen so drunk, it will affect the image of the twenty or thirty students in the martial arts class.

Jin Wei can already take this detail into consideration.

There was a cool breeze, and cups and plates were scattered in the courtyard.

Jin Wei curled up in a wicker chair, her thin skirt covering up her beautiful figure, like a peerless flower that only wanted to bloom for the person she loved.

She closed her eyes and saw his shadow in front of her eyes.

She opened her eyes, lost in thought, and vaguely saw his figure again, but when she looked intently, she saw that it was just a scene of rockery and trees.

Maybe it's the taste of separation, maybe it's a touch of worry.

Unconsciously, she felt a little sleepy. Jin Wei covered her mouth and yawned, then fell asleep quietly in the wicker chair.

She had that dream again.

Deserted island, sacred tree, sacred bird, young man.

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