Master, let's not make an appointment

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"Yeah!" Hu Nong turned his head to look at the sky full of sunset, where there were young eagles soaring into the sky, rushing straight up!!

Bing'er suddenly raised her head, bumped into Hu Nong and was looking at Wanxia's tall and tall figure. She suddenly felt that this woman in coarse cloth was like a god, releasing invisible coercion, which cannot be underestimated.

This side is playing tricks on self-cultivation.

Over there, Qingchen has put down his body to hunt and kill prey himself, just to add some food for Hu Nong to support himself.

I saw Qingchen shuttle through the woods like the wind, and there was no sound every time his toes touched the ground.

"It turned out to be the spirit chick."

Qingchen smiled, thinking that the chick chicken was a top-grade ingredient in the fairy world, and the living things could be sold for a lot of money in the market.I was very lucky today, and I met her unexpectedly.Thinking of the delicious taste of the chick chicken and the strong aroma after being roasted, Qingchen couldn't help swallowing.

I saw Qingchen leaping, as fast as lightning, and he could barely touch the feathers of the chick.

The chick didn't show any timidity in the face of the fierce man who was staring at her like a tiger, her little green eyes rolled, her body tilted, and she slipped out.

"Good guy!" Qingchen's heart moved, this chick was very cunning.It is also capable of escaping from her hand!

Qingchen took out a small pocket bow and arrow from the space empty-handed.This small bow and arrow is a top-grade bow and arrow of the soul, which can chase the enemy for tens of meters. It is really overkill for hunting, but today, Qingchen can't control this much.

I saw Qingchen aiming at the torso of Lingchuji.Transfer power to the right hand.With a draw of the bow, "squeaky"...the bow and arrow stabbed steadily into the chest of the chick.

The little wings struggled with fluttering, blood bleeds from the place where the bow and arrow pierced, and a fishy smell permeated the air.

Seemingly sensing the imminent danger, Lingchuji closed its eyes, looking like it was about to be slaughtered.

"Hehe." Qingchen was in a good mood, poking the injured chick with his cold fingers. "Who told you to meet me, don't go out if you have nothing to do, you know?"

The chick whimpered, very endearing.

Qingchen pulled out the bow and arrow, made a tactic with his right hand, and repaired the wound of the chick. After a while, the chick, which was already half dead, jumped up and jumped up. Qingchen quickly grabbed it and threw it into the space.

☆、Chapter 44

"Uncle Qingchen actually smiled at me!!!"

An outer disciple turned pale in shock and grabbed his junior brother beside him.

"She smiled at me too!!"

Another stunned young disciple also muttered to himself as if he had lost his soul. .

The two stared at the familiar figure, their sharp eyes seemed to want to poke a hole!

"Brother! I'm so scared!!"

The timid little disciple lowered his head, staring at the direction in which Uncle Qingchen was leaving for a cup of tea.

"Don't be afraid!!" Brother Hu stroked the back of his head, still unable to believe the facts just now. . .

The relaxed Qingchen didn't even know that her face was full of smiles, and even her eyes were full of spring breeze. She was carefree all the way, greeting the little disciples passing by generously. .The stone carvings along the way stayed in place. . . .

"I'm mad!!!"

"Elder Qingchen!!! She...is sick..."?

"It turns out that Elder Qingchen laughed...it's like this..."

"Someone give me a palm... I seem to be hallucinating..."

The little apprentices turned their heads blankly. . .Like being possessed by something. . .

"Could it be because... Master's sister...?"

A clever little fairy broke the secret.

"Yes, yes, I just remembered now that Elder Qingchen's sister was just carried up the mountain from the cliff."

"Elder Qingchen is really a person who values ​​love and righteousness!"

At this time, the disciples who usually accused Elder Qingchen of being unreasonable also showed shame, and it was really wrong to blame Elder Qingchen. .

It's getting late.

There were very few people on Qingchen Peak.

Bing'er, who was messing around with food, clothing, and daily life, also returned to the dormitory of the disciples outside the main peak.

Hu fiddled with the somewhat messy robe, lowered his eyes.

"Button."

Flipping his fingers in the coarse cloth robe, an indifferent and alienated voice sounded: "It's me."

"Come in."

Hu Nong shuddered when he heard this voice.

The wooden door was slightly pushed and creaked, and the person who appeared had cold eyes.

Hu Nong tightened his forehead, seeing the man enter the door, he seemed to feel that the air was much thinner.

Qing Chen stared straight at Hu Nong's embarrassing face with sharp eyes.

Sitting calmly across from Hu Nong, he asked softly, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"I just had sweet-scented osmanthus porridge, and I haven't felt hungry yet." Hu Nong's ears were burning, as long as the two of them were in the same space, she would recall the love affair between the two of them in the inn room.

For a moment, both of them were silent.

Qingchen looked deeply at Hu Nong, who had grown up in front of him, his rough hair had not been taken care of for a long time, his face, which was always handsome, now had the unique charm of an adult, and his body was not as thin as before. , has the charm that a mature woman should have, although she only wears commoner clothes, she can't hide the temptation all over her body.Qingchen's burning eyes are gazing hotly, as if there is a warm current rushing into the atrium from the chest.

At this time, Hu Nong could smell the unique cold sandalwood fragrance on Qingchen's body, and her emotions were so surging that she couldn't help herself, her fingers were trembling slightly, she could only put her trembling fingers behind her back in embarrassment.

There was a whistling mountain wind outside the window, but the cold mountain wind couldn't blow away the heat in the hearts of the two of them.

"Cough." Hu Nong seemed to be choking.

Qing Chen narrowed her eyes helplessly, and said softly: "Your clothes are too thin, please wear mine first."

Hu Nong scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, "I didn't bring any luggage when I came here."

Qingchen slightly hooked her lips, thinking that she must have been in a hurry when she made a fuss, and didn't even bring a change of clothes.

"Since that's the case, why don't you take a bath and change into comfortable clothes." Qingchen took out a brand new large wooden basin from the portable space, and with a pinch of his right hand, a whole basin of hot water emerged from the wooden basin. Touch, just right.

The dim light swayed slowly, reflecting on Qingchen's gentle face.

Qingchen tested the temperature of the water, took a bottle of perfume and poured a few drops into the water, and took a set of fine-quality underwear and put it beside the bed before leaving.

The room was lit with soothing spices, and Hu Nong took a deep breath comfortably.

Slowly removing all the clothes from his body, Hu Nong finally saw his current body clearly, only to see a pocket-sized red fairy sword on his chest!

There is actually a fairy sword!!

It was a burst of ecstasy!! It was such a pleasant surprise!! I thought that I had changed my body, and even the fairy sword was gone! I didn’t know that this fairy sword is inseparable from the soul!!

"Hahaha……"

Hu Nong couldn't help laughing out loud!

"Fuck! What's the matter?"

Qingchen outside the door heard the terrifying laughter and knocked on the door quickly.

"I-I-I can take a bath...so happy..."

Hu Nong stammered in response, and quickly sank into the water.

"Oh." Standing by the window, Qingchen's eyes like black jade were bent.

In the room, Hu Nong stuck out his tongue towards the door, and then cleaned all the dirt off his body. His black hair circled in the water to outline her body, and he wiped it lightly. Undisguisedly exuding a look of happiness, the light, like a scorching peach blossom, sprinkled the room.

Suddenly.

A quiet and melodious flute sounded. .

It turned out to be. . .

Make a fool of yourself.

That was a ditty that I liked to play most when I was young. . .But I don't know when I was learned by this Qingchen!