i have a sword fairy

Zhao Rong smiled, "Wait a minute, you are a delicious ghost."

He glanced at Su Xiaoxiao's appearance again, and said softly, "Take off your wet clothes first, it's easy to catch cold at night, and we'll warm up later."

"Ah."

Su Xiaoxiao obediently responded.

Zhao Rong rubbed his face, took out her small bookcase, and handed it back to her.

Then Zhao Rong looked outside the temple and found that the moon was already high in the sky.

He sat by the fire, took out his bookcase again, and changed out of his equally damp clothes.

Zhao Rong casually put on a thin robe, tied around his waist with a belt.

After that, he found a black forehead that he had prepared a long time ago from the book box, and began to tie it on his head.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?" Gui asked anxiously.

"Oh, did it look good just now?"

Zhao Rong sneered, he knew you were peeking, and I was already on guard against you.

"I didn't look at it, who cares to look at your crap?"

"Oh, then don't react so strongly if I want to wear a moe, as if you are excitedly seeing half being interrupted."

Gui: "You..."

Zhao Rong fastened the forehead and blocked the brow chakra, "What are you? It's cheap enough for you to hear the voice, what else do you want? I told you, Xiaoxiao only belongs to me, only me It can be seen that although we want to be brothers for a lifetime, there is absolutely no way about this matter!"

"I don't read it if I say it, you don't have to cover it up, this kind of crap, I'm at a disadvantage if you read it... You, your behavior is that you don't trust me, I am very angry!"

Zhao Rong thought for a while, "No, I can't take it. Return it. Actually, I'm thinking about you. Don't you want to practice Taishang Wangqing? I'm afraid it will mess up your concentration, so it's better to wear it. Don't worry, I'll take it back tomorrow morning." Just take it off."

Hearing Zhao Rong's tone of "I'm for your own good", Gui was a little speechless, and said helplessly:

"Fine……"

"Cough cough."

Zhao Rong was a little embarrassed.

"By the way, I have something to remind you."

Zhao Rong was taken aback, "What's the matter?"

"You are currently ascending to the Heaven Realm, and you are following the path of a martial artist, and the innate vitality in your body is relatively weak. It is best to practice as a child, and don't lose too much Yuanyang, otherwise... you will never be able to get through the Great Zhou and enter the Fuyao Realm."

Zhao Rong: "..."

Gui's tone was a little gloating, "Well, the Fuyao Realm is fine, why don't Mr. Zhao bear it? Anyway, it's only a few years."

How many years?

Zhao Rong really wanted to yell at the sword spirit, "This is the ascension to heaven, it doesn't matter if you don't cultivate it"!

But it was just a momentary impulse, he could tell the difference...

Gui said in a leisurely tone, "Besides, your little fox demon lady is at least a high-grade furnace. You can use it right now. It's a waste of money. It's better to wait until you turn around and improve your cultivation..."

"It's not Cai, Xiaoxiao and I are in love with each other, and everything comes out of love, how can it be as utilitarian as you said?" Zhao Rong frowned.

"All right, all right, but if you want to be good for her, don't be too hasty."

Gui joked again: "Let's wait, maybe Mr. Zhao is lucky and can bump into a famous furnace in legend, then he will make a lot of money."

Zhao Rong didn't answer, he didn't know what the famous furnace was, and he didn't want to know.

"So it's better to take off the forehead, it's useless to wear it."

Zhao Rong was still deflated, so it was very comfortable.

Zhao Rong didn't move, didn't reply, and still wiped his forehead.

At this moment, he felt a gaze.

Look up.

Zhao Rong suffocated for breath.

I see.

There is a beautiful woman by the fire.

The face is like a flower, the body is like a butterfly, and the quality is like jade.

1 Chapter Twenty

moonlit night.

Breaking the concept, after the statue.

by the fire.

A beautiful woman with bright eyes, slightly drooping eyelids, lowered her head and blushing pretty face.

Seeing that the lover finally looked at her, he didn't look at Zhao Rong again.

She was biting a red ribbon lightly between her white teeth, and her pair of lotus root arms were being raised, with three thousand black silk tied behind her head.

Zhao Rong suddenly got up.

Su Xiaoxiao trembled slightly, still didn't look at him, but her pretty face turned even redder.

Like a drop of red ink dripping on the snow.

Zhao Rong walked up to her.

Her eyelashes quivered.

Zhao Rong suddenly raised his hand and scraped the tip of the beauty's small nose, gently pulled the red ribbon between her lips, walked behind her, and helped her tie her hair.

Su Xiaoxiao, who lowered her head, suddenly turned her mouth and eyes.

behind her.

From Zhao Rong's angle, he could just see Su Xiaoxiao's smooth jade back, only two thin belts were tied around the willow waist.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but stare at that cute bow, just pull it a little...

He swallowed, and secretly cursed the little fox.

Zhao Rong shook his head.

"Don't tilt your head."

"Oh"

She obediently responded.

Zhao Rong's ten fingers are full of smooth hair, which feels a little cold to the touch, but it feels very good.

Su Xiaoxiao bit her lip and happily looked at the statue in front of her.

At a certain moment, she let out a sigh.

"Zhao Lang, here... it seems to be Yuanyuan Temple."

Zhao Rong asked casually, "What is Yuanyuan Temple?"

Su Xiaoxiao clasped her jade finger like a treasure.

"Yuanyuan Temple is located in Qiantang Mountain. It is also an uninhabited Taoist temple. It is round, just like here. Well, there is also a statue. The statue of Yuanyuan Temple is a goddess. The head of the statue here does not know where to go. It's..."

"Xiaoxiao was enlightened in Yuanyuan Monastery at the beginning. It was summer at the time, and Yuanyuan Temple was just like Xiaoxiao's home. Xiaoxiao would clean it every few days and stay there for one night. Well, it's just there The location is remote, almost no one has been to it, the only time it was that handsome scholar who came to Beijing to take the exam... Ah, why did Zhao Lang hit me?"

Su Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, opened her eyes wide, and said in an aggrieved tone, but there was a hint of cunning in her eyes.

After Zhao Rong heard a certain sentence, he gave her a chestnut.

"Are you thinking about other handsome scholars again? You stupid girl, you were quite courageous at the time, dare to take the initiative to seduce others? Have you asked me?"

Su Xiaoxiao smiled, "Zhao Lang, he didn't know you at the time, why did he ask you? At that time, Xiaoxiao wanted to find Mr. Ruyi, but Zhao Lang didn't show up, so he tried foolishly. Besides That handsome scholar also ran away, Xiaoxiao didn't talk to him, and along the way, Xiaoxiao never did this kind of thing again, but Xiaoxiao met many handsome scholars again..."

Zhao Rong helped her tie her blue hair, and looked at her with satisfaction.

Hearing this at this moment, he raised his hand to give her another chestnut, but the little girl had already bounced around and turned around.

She raised her head, looked softly, and said softly:

"But in Xiaoxiao's eyes, none of them are as good-looking as Zhao Lang."

Zhao Rong blushed and coughed, "I'm not so good-looking, didn't you say I'm mediocre?"

"ah!"

The little girl threw herself into Zhao Rong's arms, her voice soft and soft, as if caught in a cloud.

"Now people only think that you are good-looking, you are good-looking, you are good-looking, Xiaoxiao only wants to see you..."

The beautiful woman in her arms acted coquettishly.

Speaking of it, it seems that this is the first time she acted like a baby, as a lover.

Zhao Rong couldn't bear it, the main reason was that the girl was wearing cool clothes now, but she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, "bumping" in his arms.

This is also what Zhao Rong thinks Su Xiaoxiao is most alluring.

Because she is always naive and naive, so you don't know whether she does something on purpose or not when she occasionally does something that makes people angry. In addition, her grandma, whom Zhao Rong has never met, taught her some weird things.

Zhao Rong had quite a headache, but... vaguely looking forward to it?

"Where do I look good?"

Hearing this, Su Xiaoxiao stopped twisting immediately, raised her head in her lover's arms, stretched out her jade hand to caress Zhao Rong's face carefully, and slid all the way down.

His sword eyebrows.

"It's beautiful here."

the corner of his eye.

"It's beautiful here."

His nose is straight.

"It's beautiful here too."

And his pursed lips.

"It looks better here."

Zhao Rong smiled and said, "Okay, okay, little sycophant."

"Giggle-"

Su Xiaoxiao buried her little head in Zhao Rong's arms, laughing foolishly.

Zhao Rong shook his head, carried her to the front of the statue.

Looking up, the god statue is dilapidated, and it can be seen that the whole body was once covered with red paint, and the missing head is being submerged by a beam of moonlight at this time.

He turned his head to follow the moonlight, and it turned out that it was shot in from a hole in the roof. Judging from the shape of the gap, it looked like a man-made skylight.

There is a small piece of eastern stars exposed.

Zhao Rong looked up for a while and then lowered his gaze.

After the statue lost its head, if it wasn't for Su Xiaoxiao's novel that it was a goddess, Zhao Rong wouldn't be able to recognize its gender.

Zhao Rong took a closer look, but he still didn't see which Taoist god it was.

The little girl said that Yuanyuanguan was the first place she saw after she understood Qiling, and now that she and him are here to make love, it is quite a fate...

Zhao Rong frowned: "Stupid girl, how did you find this place in the wilderness this afternoon?"

"Well, I thought you didn't want me this afternoon. I was dizzy at the time. I ran and ran. When I was tired, I came here...Zhao Rong, let's go to the fire, I'm cold."

Su Xiaoxiao buried her head in Zhao Rong's arms, yearning for warmth, her voice muffled.

Zhao Rong thought for a while, nodded slightly, tightened her grip, and returned to sit by the fire.

Su Xiaoxiao hugged his waist, sat in his arms, and leaned her head down.

The two were speechless for a while.