The next day.

The weather is clear and the warm autumn sun is shining on the windows, and you can faintly smell the faint fragrance of osmanthus floating in the courtyard.

Xie Jinhuan got up and put on his clothes, hung his weapons around his waist, picked up the belt skirt on the ground, and hung it neatly on the clothes pole.

Between the curtains, the exhausted glasses girl was sagging inward, her big bowls were flattened, and the black silk magic weapon was thrown aside, and her white waist, which was twitching from time to time.

However, the complexion of the skin is much rosy than before, and the whole person feels glowing, which also seems to be related to the removal of the cold and cold energy.

Strictly speaking, the yin and cold energy of Queyue Villa is a disadvantage of the exercises, while the Burning Immortal Gu is a method developed based on the disadvantages and waste.

The method of removing cold from Apiao's teachings is indeed easy to use. Wanyi transformed into the River Goddess, and her whole body became more and more energetic.

The price is to waste people. All the yin and cold energy that is removed is transmitted to him. If the accumulation is too heavy, the yin will be strong and the yang will decline.

However, the man's yang energy is endless and can be metabolized in a few days, so there is no problem.

After Xie Jinhuan packed up, he took the handkerchief stacked beside the pillow, with a red plum blossom printed on it.

Wanyi asked to put the handkerchief on it, saying that it was a tradition. Xie Jinhuan's robe was broken whenever he fought. He was afraid that he would lose it, so he put it in Wanyi's cabinet.

I found Wanyi was dirty by him, and a trace of crystal clearness flowed from the white moon. I took a towel and helped wipe my body.

“Woo~”

Lin Wanyi shrank slightly, and after a blink of an eye, she realized that it was dawn and she was so angry that she pushed her arm with no strength:

"It's dawn, you go back..."

Xie Jinhuan laughed and said, "Help you clean up and you can sleep well."

Lin Wanyi's mind became a little clearer, her eyes turned into shame again, and she pulled up the bedding and covered Guose Tianxiang's blushing cheeks:

"I'll do it myself, I want to purify it now."

"Do I want me to help change the sheets? I've drawn a map..."

"Spit~ You have the nerve to say? I'll do it myself... Go back soon, Zi Su should come..."

Xie Jinhuan leaned against him and pulled the quilt apart, revealing his red cheeks:

"Just let me go like this?"

Facing the cold face that was close to him, Lin Wanyi looked a little confused, and she thought a little, and took out a few silver notes from the head of the bed:

"It's not easy for you to be alone, I'll give you some pocket money..."

ha?!

Xie Jinhuan took a light breath, felt Wanyi a little bit skinny, and put her hand into the quilt:

"I will not receive any reward without merit, so I have to serve my wife well..."

“Hey~ no no no no~”

Lin Wanyi shrank back: "I just want to give you some pocket money, do you...what do you want?"

Xie Jinhuan said seriously: "Forgot what I like the most?"

Lin Wanyi bit her red lips lightly, recalled for a moment, and responded weakly:

"Lying down?"

"Uh...that's a move, I'm talking about the mental method!"

"Mind Method..."

Lin Wanyi was dizzy, but she still remembered it and tried to sit up:

"I'll go and cook for you, and you'll go out after you eat..."

“Hey.”

Xie Jinhuan held his shoulders: "Just give me some feeling, don't be really busy."

Seeing this, Lin Wanyi began to help the man tidy up his clothes and gave him serious advice:

"Don't work too hard when you go out. You bullied me. I can't spare you if something happens to you..."

He whispered softly, like a young wife who told her husband to go out.

Xie Jinhuan was satisfied and bowed his head and kissed:

"Don't worry, you don't know what kind of personality I have? Only I bully others, no one bullies me. What you should worry about is the evil demons and heretics outside."

Lin Wanyi pursed her lips, went up to pay it back, and then she turned her head to cover her face:

"Okay OK, go."

"Sleep well, I'll see you later."

"ah?"

Lin Wanyi's fingers were bored, and she wanted this wild bison spirit that was chewing peonies to avoid indulging indulgence. My aunt, I am not a big deal.

But she didn't let the trouble, and did she keep the energy to trouble the little Taoist nun?

Thinking of this, Lin Wanyi didn't say anything, but just hummed in the quilt.

Xie Jinhuan was still a little impressed. He thought about lifting up the quilt and raised his hand:

Bang-

The ripples tremble.

Lin Wanyi was clever and turned over and wanted to beat the lawless pig's hooves. As a result, Xie Jinhuan ran away and flew out of the window and disappeared.

Click ~

"You...you don't come back if you have the ability!"

Lin Wanyi held the quilt with a blushing face and let out a fierce voice. She was sure that Xie Jinhuan had left, but she became embarrassed and shrank into the quilt. She didn't dare to recall the absurdity of the night. After thinking for a while, she took the peony hairpin and played with it.

I don’t know if I’m too tired, so I just fell asleep!

When I woke up again, I heard a "bang bang" knocking from the door outside, and:

"Auntie, my butt is so bright that the sun is shining with her ass..."

"Wanyi, don't you eat breakfast? Your father has been waiting for you for a long time..."

"hiss--!!"

a bolt from the blue!

When Lin Wanyi found that all the troubled and ill girls were at the door, she woke up suddenly and almost fainted. She flew over and sat up, lifted up the bed sheet and quilt and stuffed it into the wardrobe, packed up the soft pillow for waist cushion, and hurriedly said:

"Mom, I'm awake and practicing, I'll come out later..."

"Hey~ Auntie, why are your voice hoarse?"

"Is there any? Oh... I learned to sing opera last night and practiced my throat..."

"You damn girl, don't learn good medical skills, why do you learn to perform..."

...

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North of Jingzhao Prefecture.

The merchant ship with swollen sails marched upstream along the Luo River.

Below the deck, in the narrow cabin, more than thirty people were leaning silently together, and in the middle of the cabin were more than a dozen boxes of cargo.

Zhang Chu stood behind the ship, his cloak was flying, and he kept looking towards the river behind him, his eyes full of anxiety.

He Shen squatted in the cabin, holding a bowl of chopped green onion egg noodles in his hand, and while eating, he greeted:

"Stop waiting, have a meal first. If the third master walked quickly, he should be sipping in his nest now."

Zhang Chu frowned and said coldly:

"The Third Master may not be able to beat him, but he cannot die. The ghost cultivator is powerful and is resurrecting his soul through a backdoor. Even if Xie Jinhuan can break his body, how can he restrain his soul and restrain his soul?"

He Chan whisked a few mouthfuls and responded:

"The world is impermanent, and no matter how high the Tao is, you can't hold back any of your back. As scheming as my master, you will not still be able to capsize the boat. In my opinion, the Tao of practice is like a casino, and you won't bet. If you don't bet, you can win. If you go around when encountering things, practice your own skills with your head on your head, you can truly stand in an immortal place."

Zhang Chu waited all night, but when the third master came up, he thought he was afraid that he would be in lingering, so he turned around and returned to the cabin:

"What you are talking about is the practice method of the Hidden Immortal Sect. A group of old turtles in deep waters. Strong is strong, but they are unknown when they are alive and silent when they die. What does this world have to do with them? Furthermore, the demon Tao adheres to the 'support of the world, the strong prey on the weak' and withdraws from the competitive choice of the world. That is still called the demon Tao?"

He Shen shrugged slightly: "Studying the businessman Lianbi, and dominates the Dragon Bone Beach. A monk can make a living in it by pinching his essence and blood every month. If he is robbed, he can go to Yanbo City to complain. People are openly engaging in the demon path. You are willing to do so, what can the hundreds of schools of thought in the sect?"

Shang Lianbi's gameplay is the ideal country in the minds of all demon cultivators, but the premise for playing like this is to have the strength to dominate Longbone Beach first.

If the demonic path does not slaughter the city and destroy the village, where does this strength come from?

Zhang Chu was too lazy to pay attention to this, so he came to the house and sat down, looking at a accountant who was looking through the file:

"The court's sight has been drawn away. Now it is a great opportunity. How long will it take to re-arrange the blood sacrifice array?"

The accountant is also the owner of the errands, and he shook his head when he heard the sound:

"The things have been prepared. If the third master comes back, he will be able to do it today and tomorrow; if the third master doesn't come back, it will be troublesome, at least three or four days. The second master is a person on the table and cannot disappear just when the incident occurs. You have to find a reasonable reason first and arrange a way out."

He Shen whispered the noodles and said, "The Third Master will definitely not come back, so you are in trouble. This matter is probably bad again. By the way, the people from the Imperial Heaven Supervision are so fast, so you can't run away a little further?"

Zhang Chu spread his hands: "Muyunling in the northwest, Wei Wu is no different from the southwest, Fanyun Temple in the southwest, Li Chimo in the southeast, where can he run?"

The accountant nodded: "In the 32 states of Daqian, each state has sects in charge. In the barren land, the court paid for money to support it. A bunch of new people rushed to start a sect and establish a sect, and they were guarding against the blood sacrifice of the city by the demonic Taoist slaughtering the city."

He Shen nodded: "It turns out that evil does not suppress righteousness."

Zhang Chu was too lazy to talk nonsense with the Sangmen Star. Seeing that the two of them had started chatting, he got up and came to the back of the merchant ship, waiting for the third master who might "get goodbye after this, he will become a farewell forever"...
Chapter completed!