Hello!Look at the arrows!

Chapter 493 A Temptation Failed

"The Great God doesn't seem to be enlightened."

—— wind without moon
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After the archery competition, Feng Wuyue won the championship.

The champion gift is a big ruby.

It shines brightly, which is beautiful.

The weapons used by the Buri tribe are all inlaid with various gems, which are said to be able to increase.

The big ruby ​​can be added to the fire element of Feng Wuyue.

Inlaid on the bow and arrow is not bad.

The blazing arrow she used could be inlaid with this kind of gem.

The game is over, and it will be dark now.

Feng Wuyue thought it was time to rest.

As a result, their night has just begun.

The demons started singing and dancing again.

There is also a supper on the side, which is a barbecue.

Feng Wuyue ate a roasted corn instead.

Then she was dragged by Buli Tianxing to dance.

She won't.

But it's okay.

She discovered that the demons here danced randomly.

Some dance rhythms are easy to master, and the movements are relatively simple.

She also joined in the fun.

It touches sweating profusely, very comfortable.

Ge Ye would just sit quietly and eat.

One of the baked fruits here is delicious.

Then a banshee tried to invite Ge Ye to dance, but was rejected.

Feng Wuyue jumped and walked over, turned around in front of Ge Ye, and then said to Ge Ye sweating, "Master, do you want to dance?"

Ge Ye looked at Feng Wuyue: "Are you tired?"

Feng Wuyue nodded: "A bit."

It took some effort to shoot the arrow before, and now I have danced for a while, and I am indeed a little tired.

As soon as I stopped, I felt a little out of strength.

You can clearly hear yourself panting.

Ge Ye: "Go back and rest, just take a bath."

Feng Wuyue: "Okay, then I will talk to Xiao Tianxing."

Feng Wuyue greeted Buli Tianxing, and went back to the eight-leaf wooden house with Ge Ye.

It is indeed very comfortable to take a shower after sweating profusely.

The pores of the whole body seem to be opened.

There is a kind of comfort that makes Feng Wuyue squint her eyes.

After washing, Feng Wuyue realized that her energy was not working well at the moment, and she was a little bit vague.

Then the Tianpai mirror couldn't be opened, and the clothes inside couldn't be taken out.

Feng Wuyue felt awkward for a moment.

I looked at the long skirt next to me that was soaked with sweat and stained with water.

There is no way to wear it at all.

Feng Wuyue tried it there naked, to see if she could sense the Tianpai Mirror.

I felt like my body was getting cold but I didn't feel anything.

Feng Wuyue had no choice but to give up, and shouted to the outside: "Great God, Great God, please ask for clothes."

Ge Ye was painting there outside, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

When Feng Wuyue heard that there was no movement outside, that's great.

Where did God go?
I guess I didn't hear it.

Feng Wuyue shouted again: "Great God, Great God, come here!"

Ge Ye heard it this time, put down the pen in his hand and walked over: "What's the matter, Yueyue?"

Feng Wuyue: "I can't take out any clothes now, give me a set of your clothes."

Ge Ye: "Okay."

Ge Ye handed in a white feather skirt with suspenders.

Feng Wuyue snatched it in through the crack of the door, only to realize after putting it on, why is it this white feather skirt with suspenders?
It's so dewy, the back waist is still empty.

Feng Wuyue dressed and walked out, thinking to my lord, oh lord, you will have a good fortune.

Who knew that after she went out dressed, Ge Ye didn't even glance at her.

Ge Ye was still painting there engrossed.

Feng Wuyue saw it, and didn't even dare to move loudly, for fear of disturbing Ge Ye.

Originally, I wanted to go over to see what the great master was painting, but when I thought about it, my train of thought cannot be interrupted at this time.

Feng Wuyue went to wash her clothes.

After she finished washing her clothes and came out, Ge Ye had already stopped writing, and was sitting there meditating on the painting.

Feng Wuyue leaned over, Ge Ye looked up at her, then stared at the painting again in thought.

Feng Wuyue looked at it from the side, and the painting was ready.

A piece of sky and several pieces of flying feathers are drawn.

There is obviously no trace of a bird flying by, but it seems that a divine bird flew here just now.

Why do you say it looks like a bird?

Look at the light around you.

The surrounding lights strangely formed a picture, and there was a kind of sacred aura rushing to the sky.

Feng Wuyue looked in at a glance, as if seeing an extremely large bird flying in the extremely large sky.

The wings flashed white light, meteors flashed down, and countless air currents surged up.

Feng Wuyue only felt that she was almost overturned.

She staggered and sat on the wooden platform behind her.

However, Ge Ye was still staring at the painting in thought, as if he didn't notice Feng Wuyue's movement.

Is this not finished yet?

Feng Wuyue stared at it, and found that there was indeed no imprint of Qianzhongge, the God of Painting, on the painting.

She originally wanted to talk, but now she is silent, but she dare not look at the painting anymore.

She simply sat up cross-legged, ready to meditate and practice.

Then she found a problem.

That is, the white feather skirt is really too short.

With one knee crossed, it retracted, and the thighs were exposed.

It felt like it was barely covered, and most of it was exposed.

Feng Wuyue is a little embarrassed, she is used to long clothes and trousers, how can she get used to it?
Feng Wuyue glanced at Ge Ye, who was still meditating on the painting.

He couldn't see it anyway, so Feng Wuyue pretended that he was wearing trousers, closed his eyes and started meditating.

The Buri clan is indeed a holy place for cultivation.

The surrounding elements are very abundant, rushing toward Feng Wuyue one after another.

Feng Wuyue felt that the energy she had emptied before was replenished little by little.

Very comfortable.

After a while, Feng Wuyue reluctantly opened her eyes.

Only then did she realize that Ge Ye was also meditating not far away.

Feng Wuyue felt refreshed and jumped up twice.

My arms and legs are still a little sore though.

She hugged her calf and massaged it there.

At this moment, Ge Ye opened his eyes and walked over.

He stretched out his hands and pressed Feng Wuyue's calf.

He seemed to be using some kind of technique, his hands glowing green.

Feng Wuyue couldn't hold back, and let out a comfortable groan.

Then she blushed.

Why does it sound weird?

Ge Ye's hands were still pressing on her lap.

Little by little, her face became redder and redder.

The blushing Feng Wuyue felt bolder now, and said to Ge Ye with a shy face: "Master, press it up again."

Ge Ye's hands moved to Feng Wuyue's thighs, rubbing them for her.

Feng Wuyue asked Ge Ye expectantly: "Master, do you feel any difference?"

Thighs are easier to touch than calves. Thighs are more fleshy, and they are usually hidden from view.

Ge Ye looked calm: "What's the difference?"

Feng Wuyue: "For example, the feel."

Ge Ye: "How does it feel?"

Feng Wuyue looked expectantly: "Hmm, how is it?"

Ge Ye: "Your hands are not sore, you can press the meeting."

Feng Wuyue instantly felt that the wind was messy.

God, the Great God didn't understand what she meant at all.

(End of this chapter)