Thump~~

The fish jumped out of the water and started to spark crystal water. The nearly perfect moonlight on the autumn night was completely shattered, and a lake of thin gold distorted and dissipated.

The middle-aged man felt as if he was awakened, his sleepy eyes were opened and his lips were slightly stammering.

The beard that had not been cleaned for a long time was shaken, showing a bit sloppy, a bit bleak, and a bit bleak.

The cold light of the stars was shining on his lonely body.

What he called in the past, it has forgotten and it doesn't matter.

Now, he is called Uncle Li in Xia Mansion.

When Uncle Li opened his eyes, it was when Xia Xuan walked back to the mansion quietly from the side door.

Xia Xuan tiptoed back, and he quickly ran back to his house and saw the green bamboo that had been lit on his bed, staring at him resentfully in the darkness.

Xia Xuan quickly lit the candle and found the book [Ting Jingxinzhai] given by Sister Wudi from the drawer. There was no way, what should be performed still.

So he grabbed the book with his left hand, looked through it a little, then raised his fingers with his right hand, gestured twice in the air, and then moved on the green bamboo body, as if comparing the acupoints.

When did a man point fingers at Qing Zhuzi like this? Although he didn't touch her, her face turned red.

Xia Xuanru was just holding a Buddha's feet and flirted with anxiety and said, "Sister Qingzhu, don't be anxious, we will be in the soul."

What's the soul?!

Qing Zhuzi always felt it was strange, so she rolled her eyes. At the same time, she sniffed her nose again, and only felt a smell of rouge coming to her nose. She often smelled this smell. Stop talking about it, the young master must have gone to the teaching office again.

That is the woman from Jiaofangsi so charming?

At this time, Xia Xuan carefully compared the book, and then slowly placed his finger on the wrong acupoint while avoiding the sensitive parts of Qingzhuzi's body, and then moved to the right place.

Qing Zhuzi actually felt a sense of enthusiasm from that finger...

After all, she was a wealthy lady who had accepted "men and women to teach and receive, but not to get along". Even though she usually teases Xia Xuan, she was based on the idea that "Xia Xuan would defeat the battle first". At this time, she felt that the man's finger was so small on her body, and her body was really numb.

She was breathing almost, her eyes widened, as if she was talking: "Hurry up! Come on! You are dragging your feet, are you a man?"

Xia Xuan withdrew his hand, blinked and smiled, "Sister Qingzhu, I've been locked up for too long, so I sneaked out today. You must keep it a secret for me, okay? If it's good, just blink a few times, and if it's bad, keep your eyes open."

Qing Zhuzi would rather die than obey, so she hurriedly widened her eyes and wanted to keep it open.

She and the young master looked at each other.

Xia Xuan saw that her eyes were already very astringent, so he blew.

Qing Zhuzi could no longer hold on and could not help blinking twice, so angry!

Xia Xuan laughed, then suddenly inserted his fingers, and heavier, touching the correct acupoints.

Qing Zhuzi felt a warm current dispersing on her body, and a numb feeling came from her originally stiff body, but she could move.

She flipped up from the bed, and without looking at Xia Xuan, she snorted and ran away.

After a while, Xia Wudi finally returned on the moon, took a shower and changed his clothes, and sat for supper.

Qing Zhuzi didn't delay it, and just told her what happened today, and said it in front of Xia Xuan.

Xia Xuan was speechless and said from afar: "Qingzhuzi, how can you be like this..."

Qing Zhuzi was too lazy to talk to the young master. Today she was lying on the bed and couldn't move. She was worried and scared for a whole day. The young master was really hateful.

However, Xia Wudi did not get angry. Perhaps because she was too tired when she encountered something today, she just glared at Xia Xuan with Qing Zhuzi and said softly: "You should calm down. Practice [Ting Jingxinzhai] earlier and enter the realm of a first-class warrior.

It’s not that difficult, and everyone else can practice it. Why can’t my brother do it?”

Xia Xuan heard the fatigue in her tone and knew that she might have suffered a lot of injuries and pressured her when she was away today. So he also put away his teasing expression, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and replied: "Okay, I'll practice."

Xia Wudi smiled with relief and said, "The country is really in chaos these days. Xiao Xuan, don't go out, okay?"

Seeing that the tiger's second sister had become like this, Xia Xuan couldn't bear to quarrel with her and nodded slightly.

After a meal...

Xia Wudi rarely went to rest directly. It was obvious that the waves of things during the day today were too exhausting. She felt that she had been involved in a turbulent vortex of undercurrents. However, she could not see clearly in the situation, but if she took a wrong step, she would be doomed.

Qing Zhuzi packed up the dishes and chopsticks, and never looked at the young master at all.

Xia Xuan smiled and said, "Don't be angry."

When Qing Zhuzi heard him speak, she said lightly: "I am just a maid, how dare you be angry with the little master?"

Xia Xuan said: "Today you also told my second sister about this... I'll clear it up..."

He held his forehead and sighed melancholy in a slow tone, "The golden scales are not something in the pond!"

Qing Zhuzi didn't expect that the young master could recite half a poem. After savoring it carefully, she immediately understood what the young master meant.

Inexplicably, a heroic feeling of grief and anger arose in her heart that "the tiger is in the cage, the dragon is trapped in shallow water, yearning for a great world, but being unable to get out of it."

In just seven words, it seems to be full of passion in my heart, and it seems to be telling the unsatisfactory life.

"Phhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Qingzhuzi hurriedly threw this idea out of his mind.

The young master is so shameless and can pretend to be so similar that he accidentally gets stuck in.

However, Xia Xuan had already stood up. He looked up at the desolate moonlight. When he closed his eyes, he felt the four "devils" flowing in his blood, domineering, cold, killing... and the ultimate demon heart.

The four "devils" were opening their eyes to him and telling him, "You are us, we are you, why should you hide again?"

Qing Zhuzi clearly felt that the young master was pretending, but she still felt that the young master's back was really a bit bleak.

She shouted from afar: "Mr., I'm not angry anymore!"

But the young man in white clothes and black hair had bypassed the arch and disappeared from her sight.

Green Zhuzi always felt a little sad, and suddenly a voice came from a distance: "Let Blueberry help me burn a bucket of water later!"

The sound has long been restored.

Qing Zhuzi smiled and answered: "Okay."

After a moment.

Xia Xuan soaked in the bathtub and looked up at the galaxy above his head in the courtyard. The warm water was completely relieved of the fatigue around him.

His thoughts also dissipated...

This time I went out... I didn't find my old friends with friendship. Will it be useful?

Also, when using magic skills, you become less like yourself, so you still have to use less.

...

The next day.

The skylight had just fallen, and the sound of the demon disciples practicing martial arts had just come from the gate of the mountain where the Hidden Demon Sect was located. A group of people appeared at the foot of the mountain under the fog on the side of the mountain.

The man in the lead is burly, like a small hill, with red hair like burning, and is climbing up the steps.

Behind him were three thousand swordsmen wearing white tiger brocade clothes and emitting evil spirits.

Each of these swordsmen is extraordinary, at least they are at the third level and are considered internal martial artists who have entered the hall.

The key is that these people must be much stronger than the inner martial artists in the greenhouse. This body of evil spirit is enough to shock the same level, making the opponent unable to exert their strength.

The red-haired man is named Pang Lie. He is the small leader of the White Tiger Society in the fifth sect of the Demon Sect. He is also a reckless man and even more a madman with the characteristics of the Demon Sect. He is the kind of desperate reckless man who never takes other people's lives seriously or takes his own lives seriously.

At this moment, he murmured: "Damn, I dare to touch my father, today I will die with you! Die together!"

When he talked about "died together", he suddenly became excited, as if he had yelled something that made him particularly happy.
Chapter completed!