The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

A young man dressed in red stood in front of the gate of Xingyao Academy. Behind him were many female students. The girls stood together in twos and threes, sometimes whispering, sometimes twisting their waists and stomping their feet, sometimes holding their faces and giggling. Chang Le, who was sitting comfortably on a big tree not far away, couldn't help but shake his head when he saw these girls who were watching from a distance even if they didn't dare to come forward.

"Just because you have a good face, these women pursue you obsessively and never forget you. Even your cultivation is wasted. You are really superficial. If you let them know what kind of black heart you have under your skin, I don’t know if I will be so crazy about you and hit a big wall for you.”

Chang Le had one leg hanging in mid-air, dangling from side to side, and in his hand he was playing with a dog's tail grass that he pulled out of nowhere. His carefree look was completely different from the little monk who was always looking at Amitabha a few years ago. If there is any similarity, only the shiny bald head can still see some traces of the past. He has been waiting at the gate of the college with Hei Ye for several days, and that's all he wants. Those women are actually there every day. With this, I really don’t understand what they are doing this for.

Chang Le didn't know how many times he had complained to Heiye Xianxin, but that hateful guy just stood there so quietly, not to mention giving him a reply, but not even giving him a look.

"Do you want to make yourself a stone of hope for your wife? Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's a pity that people only regard you as a younger brother. If they knew your dirty thoughts, I don't know if this sibling would be successful..."

Before he could finish speaking, a black shadow fell on top of him and spit out a ball of flame. Chang Le was already prepared and quickly got out of the way, but what he didn't expect was that a strong wind hit him and hit him. Returning to his original position, the flame fell right on him.

"Henye, you are serious!"

Chang Le didn't care about uploading the audio at this time, and quickly put out the fire for himself, and shouted angrily at the young man in red who finally turned to look at him.

The black crow, which had just spit out the fireball, rolled its humanized eyes at Chang Le, flew away in a swish, and landed on Heiye's shoulder the next moment. When Heiye's eyes fell on him, the crow hurriedly Trying hard to please, Heiye didn't throw it out this time.

"If you don't want to stay here, just get out. If you're making noise, I'll help the crow roast you."

The ends of Heiye's beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, because he was unhappy and his whole aura was cold.

The crow standing on his shoulder felt that something was wrong with his master's words, but his brain capacity was too small and he couldn't understand anything too complicated. He just puffed up his chest in the direction of Chang Le and put on a look of disdain. .

"Damn crow, you have forgotten who saved your life from the knife, right? Repay kindness with revenge, right? Just wait for me, sooner or later I will roast you for drinking!"

Chang Le did not dare to offend the lunatic Heiye too much, and directly vented his anger on Crow. Seeing this, Heiye ignored him, turned around and continued to look into the distance, but there was a little impatience in his eyes, thinking When he saw those female cultivators blushing and screaming, he felt extremely irritable inside. He just wanted to wait here for painting quietly. Why were those people looking at him there? Would you be unhappy if you saw those people when you came back from painting? The Blood Demon Sword in his sea of ​​​​consciousness flickered on and off at this moment. Heiye closed his eyes tightly and suppressed the rioting emotions in his heart, and the Blood Demon Sword became quiet.

Seeing from a distance that the looming evil aura on Heiye was finally gone, Chang Le breathed a sigh of relief quietly. He had been inseparable from Heiye over the years, so don't be too sensitive to the evil aura on him.

Chang Le couldn't help but look into the distance, praying in his heart that Bai Qinghua would appear quickly...

They were out training two months ago when they received the news that Bai Qinghua was out of confinement, so they rushed back day and night. After returning from the journey, they did not see Bai Qinghua. They heard that she was traveling in Zhongzhou by herself. He wanted to look for her, but was stopped by Feng Jiuxiao. At this time, Bai Qinghua also sent a message saying that he was on his way back to Xingyao Academy. Heiye gave up only then, but he guarded the gate of the academy every day, hoping that Bai Qinghua He will be the first to see it when it comes back.

While he was thinking, a golden light spot appeared in the sky, and his eyes suddenly lit up in the dark night. Within a moment, a majestic golden giant eagle swooped down, and when it was about to land on the ground, it transformed into a young man. Behind him also appeared. Two people appeared.

"Night."

Bai Qinghua saw the dark night standing at the entrance of the college at the first sight, and immediately called out in surprise.

"Hua Hua, just come back."

Hei Ye wanted to say why did you come back, but she was afraid that Hua Hua would misunderstand her and blame her. She quickly changed her words. A big smile broke out on her cold face just now, which made the female nuns watching from a distance gasp.

"Ah! He looks so pretty when he smiles!"

A female cultivator couldn't help but scream softly.

Only then did Bai Qinghua notice these people, and couldn't help but look over with doubt.

But Hei Ye directly reached out and covered Bai Qing Hua's eyes.

"Don't look at them, just look at me while painting."

Heiye's muffled voice came down from the top of his head. Bai Qinghua couldn't help but blinked when he heard the words. His long eyelashes brushed Heiye's palm, making him feel itchy. The next moment he grabbed Bai Qinghua's wrist, and then two The individual figure disappeared in front of everyone.

On an uninhabited mountain peak in Xingyao Academy, two figures appeared. It was Hei Ye and Bai Qing who had just disappeared while playing at the entrance of the academy.

"Those people are so annoying. I don't like them. I just want to be with Huahua."

Seeing Bai Qinghua looking at him doubtfully, Hei Ye quickly explained.

However, that was not what Bai Qinghua was confused about. She carefully explored Hei Ye's cultivation level again, and was surprised to find that Hei Ye's cultivation level had actually advanced to the integration stage in just a few years. This was a terrifying practice. The speed was beyond even Bai Qinghua's reach. You must know that Heiye seven years ago was just a monk who had just entered the early stage of Nascent Soul.

"Have you advanced to the integration stage?"

Bai Qinghua asked in surprise.

"Yes, Huahua Gao is not happy that I can protect Huahua again."

Heiye's eyebrows curved when he heard the words and he looked at Bai Qinghua's eyes full of endearment.

"If you advance to the integration stage so quickly, will your body..."

"No, if you don't believe me, see for yourself."

Knowing what Bai Qinghua was worried about, Hei Ye interrupted Bai Qinghua's words and at the same time stretched out his wrist in front of Bai Qinghua, gesturing for her to check it herself.

It is a very dangerous thing to allow other monks to penetrate spiritual power into one's body, but Heiye has 100% trust in Bai Qinghua, so he doesn't care, but looks forward to it.