Quick Travel: After dressing up as a villain, he is bound to the childbirth system

Chapter 662 Born with Sword Bones, Little Master Uncle x2 Paranoid Cultivation 5

Zhu Baishao waved his hand, and a burst of spiritual light shot out, stopping Zhao Qing in place as he was about to fall.

She reached out and took his raised hand.

"Aren't you hungry? The hare is already roasted."

Faced with a real little doll, not a disguised doll like Qing Ling, Zhu Bai Shao really couldn't think of anything else and could only be a little nicer and gentler to him.

Zhao Qing only felt that his hands were wrapped by a pair of warm hands. When he looked down, he saw that his hands were small and black and still had cracks left when he was digging for herbs, but the girl's hands were smooth and delicate, even better than those in winter. The snow is even whiter.

Put the two together, forming a sharp contrast.

Zhao Qing was stabbed in the eye, and his first reaction was to pull his hand away, but he couldn't break free, so he stopped struggling and was led by Zhu Baishao toward the fire.

You know, since he was abandoned, no one has held him anymore.

Zhao Qing raised his head and glanced at the girl's perfect and exquisite profile. He thought to himself, it turns out that people in the world of immortals are so kind and gentle.

Zhu Baishao didn't know that she had left an unreliable impression on Zhao Qing that the world of immortality was all about truth, goodness and beauty. She let go of her hand and handed him a roast rabbit, "Eat it."

The palm of his hand suddenly became empty, and Zhao Qing curled up his fingers in discomfort.

"...Sister Fairy, don't you want to eat?"

Zhu Baishao looked at him and showed a smile, which was like a snow lotus blooming, especially beautiful.

"Don't call me fairy sister anymore. I'm just an ordinary monk. My name is Zhu Baishao."

"I have gone without food and do not eat grains."

Zhao Qing recited her name several times in his mind, making sure he remembered it firmly, and then asked doubtfully: "Don't all immortal cultivators eat? Just like the story in the picture book, live by breathing wind and drinking dew?"

Zhu Baishao tore off a rabbit leg and handed it to his mouth. Zhao Qing was already hungry, but when the delicious food was brought to his mouth, he subconsciously took a bite.

The meat was fresh and tender, and the juices exploded in his mouth when his teeth bit down. He instantly narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.

"Cultivating immortals does not mean eating nothing. We rely on absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to maintain our body's needs. We occasionally use some spiritual fruits as medicine and food, but we do not eat these mortal things."

Zhao Qing nodded as if understanding.

Zhu Baishao thought for a while, then made a magic formula and showed him the appearance of several spiritual fruits.

Looking at the picture that appeared in front of him, Zhao Qing became more and more yearning for the abilities of immortal cultivators, and at the same time he also felt a little emotional.

Perhaps only this kind of spiritual fruit can raise a person as clear as ice and as beautiful as jade like Sister Fairy.

"It looks so good. It would be great if I could also become an immortal."

Zhao Qing accidentally said what was on his mind.

He immediately looked at Zhu Baishao nervously, fearing that his words would offend him.

Zhu Baishao just tilted his head, "When I was your age, I didn't know what cultivating an immortal was..."

"If you want to embark on the path of spiritual practice, then go to the largest city in the mortal world. There is an Immortal Ascension Conference there every few years."

Ascension Conference?

Zhao Qing's eyes instantly lit up.

He is very precocious and will not rush to ask Zhu Baishao whether he can accept him as his disciple.

And in his opinion, Zhu Baishao was just a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. She should be just an ordinary monk, without any deep skills or high status.

She was nice to him, so he shouldn't ask such embarrassing questions.

After the two hares were roasted, they weighed less than three pounds. When Zhaoqing was growing again, he wolfed them down.

If Zhu Baishao hadn't been here, Zhaoqing might have chewed the bones.

Zhu Baishao buried the fire with a wave of his hand.

Seeing Zhao Qing wiping the grease on his fingers with leaves, she walked up to him and said, "If you can't wipe it clean with leaves, stretch out your hand."

Zhao Qing actually has a strong self-esteem. He doesn't want the sister in front of him to see his ugly and black hands. He is afraid that she will look disgusted.

But Zhu Baishao bent down.

The aloof immortal cultivator bent down for a mortal like him.

Close, peaceful and gentle, how can there be such a good person in the world?

Zhao Qing stretched out his hands stiffly.

Zhu Baishao performed a magic trick, and the water flow condensed into a ball in mid-air, and then gently passed through his little hands, washing away the dirt.

She glanced at the scars on Zhao Qingbai's tender cheek and said, "Endure the pain."

Zhao Qing only focused on staring at the person who was close at hand. The closer she got, the more beautiful she could see. The skin on her face was as fine as cream, without a trace of pores, especially the tear mole at the corner of her eye, which was particularly attractive.

Another ball of water appeared, hitting his face with a "squeak" sound, making him shudder.

Soon the water mass dispersed and Zhao Qing's cheek became clean.

Zhu Baishao hooked her fingers, and the ointment placed on the stone by Zhao Qing flew over. She opened it, picked up a dab of green ointment with her jade-white fingertips, and applied it carefully to his injury.

The ointment smelled very good, and Zhao Qing only felt a cooling sensation, and saw Zhu Baishao retracting his finger.

"All right."

Zhao Qing wanted to touch the wound, but was afraid of touching the ointment and wasting a good thing.

Zhu Bai Shao transformed into a water mirror for him to look at.

Only then did Zhao Qing realize that there were no wounds on his face and he was intact as before.

Is this something from the world of immortality? It's so amazing.

Zhu Baishao waved away the water mirror, lowered his eyes and looked at the crack on his hand, and said: "This ointment is also very useful for old wounds. You are young, so you don't need to stress yourself too much..."

She put the jade box into Zhao Qing's hand again.

Zhu Baishao straightened up, looked at the sky, and said, "I still have things to do, so I have to leave."

The wind blew by just right, blowing up her long hair behind her, her clothes fluttering, and she seemed to be riding the wind.

Even though Zhao Qing knew that such a thing would happen, he never thought that it would happen so soon. He opened his mouth, but there was no excuse to stay.

He is just a passer-by in the fairy sister's life.

The Poxue Sword stopped next to Zhu Baishao's leg and started buzzing, as if urging him.

But she lifted the hair that blew in front of her and asked, "Don't you also want to practice? Do you want to experience the feeling of flying with a sword in advance?"

Zhao Qing was naturally very excited after hearing this. Zhu Bai Shao had brought her up from the cliff too fast, and he was too shocked and had not experienced what it felt like to fly with a sword.

But he was still a little nervous, "Can I?"

Zhu Baishao smiled and her tears were bright, "Why not? As long as I protect you, I won't let you fall."

"Fall, fall?"

Zhao Qing was surprised, but when he saw the smile in Zhu Baishao's eyes, he realized that he was teasing him.

Not only was he not angry, he also felt a little happy. Being able to make such a joke seemed to prove that the relationship between the two was closer.

"I believe in fairy sister!"

Zhu Baishao stretched out her hand towards him.