Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

Lan Shuang raised her wrist and looked at the emerald jade bracelet carefully, feeling happy.

"Master, why does this spiritual treasure recognize me as its master?"

"Maybe it's destined to be with you."

Chang Qing said casually.

After a while, after Lan Shuang had carefully played with the jade bracelet in her hand, she asked.

"Master, what is the name of this spiritual treasure and what is its effect?"

"You see it is emerald green all over, and its effect can make the wearer spotless. It turns turbidity into purity, like a lotus flower that emerges from the mud without being stained, so let's call it Qinghe."

"Qinghe..."

Lan Shuang put the jade bracelet in front of her eyes, looked at Chang Qing's figure under the moon through the jade bracelet, smiled foolishly, and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Qinghe... Hehe..."

Lan Shuang muttered the name of the jade bracelet, like a child showing off his favorite toy.

"Hmm..."

Somehow, Chang Qing suddenly responded for no reason.

He felt a sharp pain in his head and his vision was a little blurry.

In the haze, Lan Shuang was wearing a white dress and a delicate wooden mask, standing there, becoming increasingly blurry and clearer.

He subconsciously reached out his hand and placed it on Lan Shuang's head.

"Qinghe..."

Chang Qing muttered in his mouth, and rubbed Lan Shuang's soft hair with his big hands, as if he was very skilled and had simulated it thousands of times. The natural action made Lan Shuang flattered.

"Whether in reality or in dreams, I will definitely find you..."

"Chang Qing... Please, don't forget me..."

A strange auditory hallucination came into his mind.

Chang Qing only felt that the voice was particularly familiar, and an indescribable feeling was intertwined in his heart.

"Master... Master..."

Lan Shuang's voice slowly pierced the hazy bubble covering Chang Qing's head, and his consciousness gradually regained clarity.

Chang Qing shook his head and his vision became clear again.

Lan Shuang was holding Chang Qing's hands on her head with both hands, with a look of concern on her face.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing."

Chang Qing shook his head and slowly pulled out the hand that Lan Shuang was holding.

"Since the spiritual treasure has recognized its master, you might as well inject spiritual power and try to activate it."

Chang Qing suggested, throwing away the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

"Yes."

Lan Shuang closed her eyes and tried to inject spiritual power into the jade bracelet.

The jade bracelet emitted a faint green light. Lan Shuang opened her eyes and suddenly screamed "Ah".

Fortunately, she quickly covered her mouth. The street market was still noisy and did not attract anyone's attention.

After the light of the jade bracelet flashed, her white dress became extremely close to her body, wrapping her whole body. The patterns and decorations on it disappeared, becoming very smooth. Although it was not light-transparent, it was extremely thin, almost outlining every curve on her body.

To put it simply, at first glance, it looked like she was wearing nothing.

Lan Shuang covered her face and went directly into Chang Qing's arms, covering her body with Chang Qing's wide robe.

Chang Qing didn't expect this to happen. When she pounced on him, he was standing on the unobstructed stone bridge, and his feet were unstable, and the two fell directly into the water.

With a "plop", Chang Qing, holding Lan Shuang, fell heavily on the pebbles at the bottom of the river with his back.

Fortunately, the river was very shallow, and Chang Qing's face was not submerged while he was lying, but his clothes were all wet.

With his physique, he was naturally fine after falling like this.

In the water, Lan Shuang was lying on him.

Qing He was indeed a spiritual treasure, and he really had the ability to be spotless. Even if half of his body was submerged in the river, there was not even a drop of water on Lan Shuang's body.

She buried her face in Changqing's chest. Her slender body matched with tight white clothes, like a smooth white snake wrapped around Changqing.

"Master, I'm sorry..."

Lan Shuang raised her head and said hurriedly.

"I didn't expect this to happen. Then I thought my clothes were gone. I was afraid someone would see it, so I subconsciously leaned on you..."

Lan Shuang hurriedly explained while sinking a little deeper into the water, leaving only her buttocks exposed, getting closer to Changqing.

But her voice became smaller and smaller until it finally turned into a whisper that no one could hear.

Under the moonlight, the two looked into each other's eyes.

Although Changqing's clothes were wet and buried in the water, his eyes were as clear as before.

On the contrary, Lan Shuang, although spotless and unstained by water, had mist in her eyes.

The two were so close that Changqing's breath hit Lan Shuang's face. Lan Shuang couldn't help butGetting closer and closer, the petal-like thin lips were about to be printed on Changqing's mouth.

A crisp "click" sound broke the haziness.

The two lips were half an inch apart, but they stopped.

The two masks were pressed together, leaving just such a half-inch gap, as if it was arranged by fate.

Changqing came back to his senses, supported Lanshuang's shoulders, and sat up.

He spread out his clothes, wrapped Lanshuang, and said.

"Remove the spiritual power from the jade bracelet later, otherwise the clothes will get wet."

After saying that, he picked up Lanshuang, stepped out of the stream in three or two steps, and walked to the shore.

Putting Lanshuang down, Changqing shook off the water on his clothes and didn't care anymore.

Lanshuang removed the spiritual power from the jade bracelet and returned to normal, and said with some concern.

"Master, let's go back, or you'll catch a cold."

"It's okay, help me dry it."

"Yeah."

Lan Shuang nodded, put her hands on Chang Qing's clothes, and tried to use the cold air to condense the water droplets into frost on the surface of the clothes, and then used her hands to remove the ice chips on the clothes, rubbing them clean piece by piece.

Chang Qing said teasingly.

"I didn't expect that it would be so difficult to give you something. In addition to the hairpin, you can't wear the earrings, and Ling Bao also made such a fuss."

"No, Master, as long as it's something you give me, I like everything and I'm happy."

Lan Shuang squatted on the ground, rubbing the hem of Chang Qing's clothes seriously, raised her head, looked at Chang Qing, and said softly.

"I will definitely wear the jewelry given by Master well, and I will definitely make good use of Ling Bao, and I will not let you down."

Before Chang Qing said anything, she changed the subject and said playfully.

"Master, you have given away all your gifts. It's my turn now. Master, do you remember that I wanted to give you a gift on the Moon Worship Festival?"

"Remember, Shuang'er wants to give me something."

Although he asked this, Chang Qing was not interested in the gift.

It's just that just now, his realm was about to break through, otherwise he would not have focused on absorbing the Frost Marrow and ignored Lan Shuang's behavior.

At the moment, Lan Shuang was helping him dry his clothes, and her hands were busy. Chang Qing put his palm on her neck and did not stop absorbing for a moment.

Lan Shuang took out a telepathic spirit from her hand and handed it to Chang Qing.

"Master, take this telepathic spirit. Shuang'er wants to tell you a secret first."