My masters are all over the world of comprehension

Pure Yang Sword.

Lin Qiubai didn't expect that it was Chunyang Immortal Lord Han Linxiao's natal artifact that caused the disturbance, not to mention its strange behavior just now, how the Chunyang Sword appeared under his bed from a thousand miles away.

Held in his palm, the Chunyang Sword was motionless and did not struggle. When Lin Qiubai was thinking, his fingertips unconsciously slid across the hilt of the sword, just stroking the Wufeng Sword, and the Chunyang Sword couldn't help making a weak sword cry .

The Chunyang Sword was touched like this for the first time since its birth. It was cast by Han Linxiao from half his body. At that moment on the other side's chest, but I don't know when it gradually followed the master's little disciple, and a strong desire sprouted from the muddle-headed spiritual consciousness.

Although it is Han Linxiao's half body, he thinks that it is different from his rigid and serious master. He wants to get Lin Qiubai, and he has wanted it since the enlightenment of consciousness.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be held in the palm of Qiuqiu's hand.

The Chunyang Sword that was always on the background board by Han Linxiao's side, under the gaze of the young man, the transparent sword body seemed to boil, and the scorching temperature came from the tip of the sword to the hilt, and the sound of the sword could not stop Hovered around the room.

Lin Qiubai stared at the sword in his hand for a while, couldn't think of a conclusion, and asked, "How did you come here? Did Master ask you to come?"

Chunyang Sword didn't seem to understand, and secretly rubbed the blade of the sword against his soft palm.

The bladeless sword body can cut mountains and seas outside, making countless people frightened, but now it puts away the deadly invisible blades, and the whole body is smooth and round like jade that can be touched by anyone.

Thinking back to the feeling of rubbing against the young man's back just now, the sword spirit began to boil again.

Just thinking about it, Lin Qiubai said: "Are you lost? Bai Yujing should have a post war. Let me send it back for you."

Sword Spirit: "..."

Seeing the Chunyang sword sticking to his body again, Lin Qiubai thought of a possibility. He thought the most reliable guess was that the Chunyang sword was sent out by the fairy king for business, but he got lost and came to him for help. It must have been some kind of fright.

Lin Qiubai stretched out his hand tentatively, and touched the body of Chunyang Sword soothingly.

Before Han Linxiao opened his eyes, he felt hands touching him.

During this period of time, in order to restrain the sword spirit, and also to restrain himself, he repeatedly recited the Qingxin mantra to retreat and stabilize his state of mind. It was he who forgot himself and didn't check for a while, so that Chunyang sword approached Lin Qiubai quietly.After waking up from the retreat, he immediately found that the Chunyang Sword had disappeared, and after checking again, it was actually in Lin Qiubai's place.

Fearing that the sword spirit would do something out of the ordinary, he forcibly exchanged the spiritual consciousness of the two with secret techniques.

The sword spirit was rolling comfortably, and was pulled back into Han Linxiao's body and locked up in a blink of an eye, while Han Linxiao's consciousness was revived in the Chunyang sword.

He didn't expect that when he opened his eyes, he couldn't see the little apprentice.

The hazy light covered the milky white skin with a thin layer of luster, the obscene clothes were half covered, the corners of the eyes and brows were beautiful and delicate, and the flower-like lips curled up in a very shallow arc. Visual problems The first thing he saw were the two spots of micro powder.

Han Linxiao was stunned.

He had never seen Lin Qiubai from such an angle.

Sword spirits are used to bewitching people when they have evil thoughts. He knows that he has always favored and spoiled Lin Qiubai, but it is not mixed with Gu Qiang's feelings, but at this moment he feels his heart beating, a strange feeling. Feeling hot all over him.

Seeing that the palm temperature remained high, and even continued to rise, Lin Qiubai was worried, and let go of the Chunyang Sword to find out if there were any books about sword spirits.

Han Linxiao's eyes flickered, and after he closed his eyes, what still lingered in his mind was the white and greasy body of the little apprentice. He chanted the magic formula, and the Chunyang sword was called back to the stone room by him in an instant.

Lin Qiubai turned his face away, the quilt was sunken, and the Chunyang sword that was originally placed on it had disappeared.

In that room, an empty and silent stone room.

The sword spirit returned to the sword body buzzing around Han Linxiao, seeing Han Linxiao turning a blind eye, crushing the elixir, taking it and meditating with eyes closed, the pure Yang sword spirit who had been noisy in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly thought of something, the voice Suddenly he laughed.

— Have you seen Qiuqiu's body?Do you really want to possess him!

— Do you want to fool yourself again?Obviously restless, you just glanced at two months of retreat for nothing, and your stable Dao heart began to waver again.

—You'd better watch me all the time, otherwise I will always go to see Qiuqiu when I get the chance.

Chunyang Jianling sketched out such a picture in his mind, and laughed hoarsely.

— Qiuqiu's tailbone is very sensitive.

—Next time, it will not be as simple as just rubbing.

—I feel your shaking, give me your body, I will give him a better experience hahahaha.

……

How did Lin Qiubai know that the soul and body in the sword had been replaced by two, and both of them saw him completely, and they had a heated discussion about it.

Chunyangjian left without saying goodbye, he thought that Han Linxiao didn't take it seriously when he called it back, and fell asleep after thinking about it for a while.

After falling asleep, he hugged the quilt with both hands and lying on the bed, his breathing gradually stabilized, and a translucent figure quietly appeared beside the bed.

Han Linxiao's seal between his brows was crumbling, and there seemed to be a scorching and hopeless light in his eyes struggling continuously. He bent down, couldn't help but tentatively stretched out his hand to Lin Qiubai, and stopped suddenly when he was about to touch the reddish cheek .

The sword spirit actually took advantage of the void and took control of his body.

Han Linxiao snatched back his body in time, pressed the seal between his eyebrows with his fingertips, and suppressed the Pure Yang Sword Spirit back. Through Han Linxiao's eyes, the Pure Yang Sword Spirit looked deeply at the young man who was sleeping soundly on the bed, his eyes were full of heat and warmth. crazy--

Soon, he was finally close to getting him.

—

The next day, Lin Qiubai woke up, the sun was shining brightly outside, and the sky was clear. He had just turned over and sat up when the door was opened, and a row of plain-clothed people with expressionless faces entered, holding toiletries and exquisite clothes in their hands. eat.

The plain-clothed man's face is like a rubbing of a mold, and he hides in the dark on weekdays, only appearing at meal times or when he is summoned.Lin Qiubai thought they were paper figurines at first, but after testing, he found that they had heartbeats, and only then did he know that they were just not talkative.

After washing up and having breakfast, it was time for the agreed hour.

The door was knocked on time, and Xiu Zhaoxuan and a group of Daoyanzong disciples stood outside.

Xiu Zhaoxuan specially brought him Jiuniang Yuanzi on the road. Lin Qiubai took it after thanking him. After taking a bite, he found that the taste was similar to that of Yuncheng. A branch has opened in Beijing, and when I saw you like passing by last time, I thought of buying some more for you to try."

Lin Qiubai nodded affirmatively: "Delicious, authentic."

Hearing this, Xiu Zhaoxuan smiled with big white teeth.

The disciple next to him said: "Junior brother Lin, don't you know that the store is so crowded every day that you can't get in. Brother Xiu got up earlier than the chicken to queue up."

"What did you say in such detail?" Xiu Zhaoxuan kicked over, his face burning slightly, and the disciples dispersed laughing and joking. The cheerful and lively atmosphere attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Bai Yujing is bustling with crowds of cultivators. All the shoppers coming and going in and out of the shop are brightly dressed men and nuns. The disciples of Daoyan Sect who came out this time are not very old. The slender female cultivator was talking and laughing while looking forward to shine, and a male disciple's eyes were glued to the peach red thin shirt, and the thin and long face of the beautiful female cultivator with peach leaf eyebrows couldn't move away.

Xiu Zhaoxuan straightened his face: "Close your eyes, it's too eye-catching."

The male disciple blushed, stroked his hair and said, "Brother, you misunderstood, that's my sister, we haven't seen her since she joined the Butterfly Sect."

The crowd suddenly realized.

This is true.

Often the children in the family would worship in different sects, childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts would gradually lose contact with each other after joining the sect, especially Wendie sect which only recruited female disciples, and was located in a remote area so it was not easy to come out and walk around with other sects.

Ask the female disciples of the Butterfly Sect to go away, and a group of red-clothed female cultivators walked out of the rouge shop on the street.Compared with the disciples of the Butterfly Sect, these people are graceful and graceful, the fragrance is blowing, the clothes are quite exposed, and the thighs are so white that they dazzle the eyes. on top.

Daoyanzong disciples turned their heads with blushing faces.

Xiu Zhaoxuan pulled his face down, brushing so hard to block the gaze of the young man behind him, and explained to the puzzled gaze: "These disciples of the Hehuan Sect are practicing seduction, so don't stare at them for a long time."

Lin Qiubai nodded obediently, took a mouthful of the balls, and said with emotion: "The group music conference is indeed full of practitioners."

"Who says it's not?" Qi Yefeng disciple reluctantly looked away, and said, "Everyone wants to be recognized by Baiyue Xianqin, this is an extremely glorious thing, no one is not tempted, of course the Hehuan Sect is no exception. "

"But it is said that the Hehuan Sect doesn't have Yin Xiu?"

"Aren't you confused, or you can't participate in the group music conference, and hearing the skillful and exquisite performances of the music masters can also improve your realm and benefit a lot. Only fools will miss it."

……

The Duobao Pavilion will not open until noon. After discussion, the disciples of Daoyanzong decided to sit next door. It happened that they heard that the restaurant next door had excellent chicken sauce braised pork rice, so they could taste it to pass the time.

The restaurant adjacent to Duobao Pavilion is naturally very prosperous, the lintel is tall and wide, and the decoration is neat and exquisite everywhere. The lobby is already full of people, and the stage is talking about some stories about Lin Qiubai.

Now Bai Yujing has new people coming every day, and the people who sit there are different every day. Of course, these people don’t feel bored. .

The lobby was full of seats, and everyone had to open a side room. Listening to the applause outside, Lin Qiubai mixed sugar water balls and lay down on the table: "It's been two months, these people are still not satisfied."

"The guests are different every day, besides..."

Seeing Lin Qiubai looking over, the disciple of Daoyan Sect said with a drawn out voice: "I have listened to no less than five versions in just two days. Every restaurant and teahouse have different versions. Some say you are the little disciple of the old ancestors who have lost their souls. Some said that you deliberately hooked up with the ancestor to make Uncle Hongyu jealous, and some said that you and Yu Chuci have a very close relationship."

Lin Qiubai: "..."

Fortunately, I have eaten the special braised pork rice, and it is about to be the opening time of Duobao Pavilion.

Just as they were going downstairs, there was a burst of whimpering from the next room, and then the door was opened, and a man with a wretched figure and almost wrinkled facial features came out dragging his arms around a young man, and while walking, he rubbed his hands on the young man's waist. Fumbling under the hem of his clothes, muttering a mess of obscenities.

Lin Qiubai felt that the young man's eyes were familiar, and when he raised his face, he asked, "Le Mu?"