villain time hunter

Chapter 123 The Disciple He Is Super Cute (23)

It gradually darkened.

Those green eyes are really eye-catching in this snow field.

Su Qingluo looked around vigilantly in front of Shucheng, "Don't worry."

Those jackals stood still, and they didn't dare to move.

There was a stalemate for a few minutes.

I saw one of the jackals take a step or two forward and make a "wow".

The sound was so loud that the entire forest reverberated with echoes.

Su Qingluo drew out her saber, and temporarily put the hare behind her on the ground.

As soon as he moved, the jackal flew towards him.

Five seconds later, the Jackal was down.

The rest of the wolves watched this scene neither forward nor backward.

Just when they thought the wolves would retreat, another burst of wolves howled.

A group of wolves attacked them one after another.

The howling of wolves in the forest came one after another, from deafening to a final soft whimper.

Su Qingluo's sword blade was covered with blood, and from the beginning to the end, he tightly protected Shu Cheng behind his back.

"Aren't you scared?" His voice was gentle, like bursts of clear springs gliding through his heart.

Shu Cheng quietly withdrew the scales in his hand, smiled and shook his hand, "It's okay, let's go."

A cold wind blows.

The snow continued to fall, covering the whole piece of red bit by bit.

The two gradually disappeared into the forest.

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The biennial sect competition is about to begin.

As long as the disciples who have cultivated to the foundation establishment stage or above can participate in this test, it is just a contest of strength.

Yun Lingzong has four peaks in total, and there are almost hundreds of disciples, big and small, in each peak.

There are a lot of talented people out there.

Once you win this test, you will not only add luster to your mountain, but also become famous.

Therefore, all qualified disciples from each mountain peak signed up.

Shu Cheng naturally wouldn't let Su Qingluo miss this opportunity.

In the past two years, she stuffed him with countless pills, and Qingfeng has been teaching him personally.

It's time to reap the results, and this competition happens to be an opportunity.

"You should prepare well in the next few days." Shu Cheng warmed a pot of hot wine and poured him a glass.

"Okay, don't worry, master." Su Qingluo rubbed her hands together, took the cup and took a small sip.

There was a strong smell of wine in the room.

The small stove next to it was still emitting light smoke, and the whole room was uncomfortably warm.

"Is this the wine brewed by the master himself?" His eyes lit up, "It's so delicious."

It's not as spicy as ordinary wine, but it has a sweet taste anyway.

Shu Cheng also took a sip, "If it tastes good, drink less, it's wine after all."

She is not responsible for being drunk.

Perhaps it was because Su Qingluo's capacity for alcohol was too poor, he drank only a small cup, his entire face and neck turned red.

He propped one hand on the table, his bright red lips were slightly pursed, and there was a stream of light in his eyes.

"Eh?" He bulged his cheeks, tilted his head and looked at Shu Cheng, "Why are there two masters?"

Shu Cheng: "."

She knows it!

"You're drunk." Shu Cheng squeezed his blushing face, just about to let go but was grabbed by someone.

Feeling the soft touch from the palm of her hand, Su Qingluo smiled, "Master, you are so kind."

"Go to bed and lie down for a while." Shu Cheng helped him up and put him on the couch.

Maybe it's too much movement.

His white robe was baggy, revealing a small part of his collarbone.

The black hair is scattered on the pillow like a waterfall, and the thin red lips are slightly pouty, as attractive as nectar.

Shu Cheng took a deep breath, resisted the urge to do this to him, and quietly left here.

(End of this chapter)