Prosperous Beauty System

Xie Weiyan straightened his sleeves, held his fan and got up.

At this moment, the sky is dark, and the wind is blowing, and the dead leaves, moths and butterflies are rolled together, intertwined with the wisteria hanging in the valley.

Stop until there is no light outside the window.

There are no stars in the night sky, let alone a bright moon reflected in the sea water.

Xie Weiyan moved his fingertips, opened the folding fan, and let the sudden patter of rain hit him.

He realized later that it wasn't that the Taixu Spiritual Realm was shrouded in darkness, but that the Qinghua Changle Miaoyan Palace was opened up by people.

"No wonder the surroundings suddenly became quiet." Xie Weiyan sighed.

He was standing by the window, but after the barrier opened, he pushed open the palace door and walked out.

The drizzle was fluttering, repeated and continuous.

Xie Weiyan brushed away the raindrops falling on his body with spiritual power, and raised his head to look in the direction of the night sky.

There is no trace of popularity in the dojo, and even the cranes that hovered wantonly over the dormitory in the past are nowhere to be seen.

It was dark, and I couldn't see anything clearly.Xie Weiyan stood on the dojo, the Yunluo fan she held on to with her fingertips turned into broken light and dispersed, and then turned into a black sword.

For monks, although such darkness cannot be seen through by the naked eye, the spiritual consciousness can clearly display everything around them in the monk's mind.

He slowly closed his eyes, temporarily closed his senses, and let out a ray of consciousness.

……

There was no wind, and there was no sound except the drizzle.

Everything around is dead still.

Xie Weiyan clenched the black sword in his hand, feeling subtle about the rumored Qingliu Yuanjun for the first time.

Open up a barrier and lock him in while he's not paying attention, and that's the end of it?

Just when he was suspicious, a sword came across, and it came to Xie Weiyan's heart impartially.

In the darkness, only the long sword glowed coldly, other than that, there was no other person's aura.

Xie Weiyan's body froze, he could feel the sword intent of the person behind him.

"Qingliu Yuanjun." He called softly.

There are many things that Qingliu doesn't like, but one of them stands out.

When fighting, he prefers to use simple and direct methods rather than gorgeous spells, such as this time.

"I have three questions." Qingliu Yuanjun's ethereal voice sounded from the darkness.

Xie Weiyan held the black sword in his hand, his expression remained unchanged, "You ask."

"Who brought you into the Taoist gate a few months ago?"

Xie Weiyan, "At that time, I was seriously injured, fell into the vast sea, and passed through the barrier by accident. When I woke up again, I was already in the Void Spiritual Realm."

"Lie." Qingliu said coldly.

Xie Weiyan only concealed Qing Suo's life-saving feelings, and the other sentences were true.

"I never lie."

Xie Weiyan's pupils shrank as the cold sword pressed against his back, "The second question."

Qingliu put away her natal magic weapon, and walked towards Xie Weiyan step by step, with a faint sense of oppression between her steps.

"Who covered up the secret of seeing the sky for you?" This was his second question.

Because the other party was a Daoist in the Void Spiritual Realm, Xie Weiyan didn't develop his consciousness, so he didn't sense the other party's approach.

The drizzle was scattered by the monk's spiritual power.

When Qingliu got very close, Xie Weiyan's heart skipped a beat, and the smell of rain on his body was heavy.

"Say." Daozong's cold sword is not a magic weapon that can pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, not to mention that in the dark, no one can see the opponent's appearance.

Xie Weiyan lowered his head and glanced at the long sword hanging across his neck, "I have nothing to do with the matter of peeking into the sky. You are asking the wrong person."

The sword on the neck glowed coldly in the darkness, and Qingliu's voice was light, "The third question."

Xie Weiyan began to consider the odds of winning a fight with him.

"Have you and Taiwei become a Taoist couple?"

……

The golden light exploded in the depths of the enchantment, and the purple thunder crackled on the dojo, and then circled down from the air again, chopping down with a bang.

Such terrifying lightning and thunder did not bring any impact to the outside world. In the enchantment, dark clouds rolled and gathered layer by layer, and the lightning was like a dragon playing, ready to strike at any time.

Accompanied by a terrifying rumbling sound, the original sleeping hall turned into ruins, Xie Weiyan fell from the night sky, his black hair and long sleeves of cloud clothes fluttering, being blown away by the blowing wind.

"Wow--" The rain was getting heavier.

"Bang—" the sound of the ruins collapsing.

Xie Weiyan held the black sword and tried his best to support his body. His cloud sleeves of his long clothes were wet by the rain, and his long hair, which was originally bundled up, also fell loose, laying on the ground and letting the rain hit him.

"Moxiu deserves to die in the Heavenly Cang Demon Land." Qingliu Yuanjun's cold and ruthless voice pierced through the rain.

Xie Weiyan's eyes were blurred, the rain was too heavy, he couldn't see the appearance of the slowly approaching figure, he only felt that the other person's black magic crown was as severe as a swallowtail, and the cold-colored Taoist robe was even more ruthless.

His chest was throbbing for a while, and he managed to hold up his upper body, then fell back suddenly, and the long black hair and long sleeves of cloud clothes were all hit in the stagnant water.

Xie Weiyan secretly hated her, knowing that her attitude was due to drinking the decoction for more than a month.

If you can't fight now, you can't run, I'm afraid your soul will fall under Qingliu Yuanjun's sword.

Qingliu Yuanjun is also a heartless and ruthless character. He knew that Xie Weiyan and Jiang Lin had selfishness, but he never thought of showing mercy.

A demonic cultivator is a demonic cultivator, death is not a pity.

Amidst the rumbling thunder, "Li Tian" was held high, and the cold sword reflected Qingliu's cold and innocent eyes.

Xie Weiyan lay on the ground, his chest heaving, "I am Jiang Lin's Taoist companion!" His fingertips turned white.

Qingliu didn't seem to hear it, so he raised his sword and dropped it.

However, the sword only fell halfway.

"Shameless." Qingliu lowered her head, her eyes lightly falling on Xie Weiyan who was rushing towards him.

The rain is cool, coupled with the blowing air, there is a suffocating coldness, but Xie Weiyan's body temperature is hot.

That anxious burning sensation burned from the depths of the body and flowed into the limbs.

……

Jiang Lin, Jiang Lin...

……

The sword that Qingliu raised fell to the ground with a "bang". He frowned and pushed the unconscious person in his arms away.

Xie Weiyan had no strength and fell to the ground all of a sudden, but his hands were tightly clutching the corner of his clothes.

Although the rain had gradually stopped, both of them were soaked through. Xie Weiyan was very uncomfortable, but Qingliu refused to hug him, so he felt wronged.

"It really is a shameless demon." Qingliu said coldly, bending down to pick up "Li Tian" on the ground and give him a sword.

Xie Weiyan was in a daze, only instinct remained.

……

"What are you doing?" Holding "Li Tian" in her hand, Qing Liu's eyes turned cold.

The temperature on the lips is so clear, even though it can be broken at the touch of a touch, it is enough to make the usually calm Qingliu Yuanjun frown.

Since he entered the Taoist sect, he has cultivated the supreme forgetfulness. Although his heart is as calm as water, he is not a half-grown child who doesn't understand anything.

Xie Weiyan has changed too much before and after, even if Qingliu no longer has the knowledge in this area, he can vaguely guess a few points.

"I'm not Jiang Lin." He tried to bring him back to consciousness.

Xie Weiyan couldn't hear his words clearly, he just felt that he was about to be burned to death, he wrapped his hands around Qingliu's neck, and kissed his soft lips like before.

Qingliu turned his head to avoid it.

Xie Weiyan's hands trembled, and a layer of grievance filled his eyes.

He was born so hard to find in the world, his appearance is more beautiful than flowers, trees and piles of snow, now that he is wronged, even Baisteel will turn into soft fingers.

Qingliu was still as cold as ice, showing no pity at all.

"Today...why are you so indifferent?" In Xie Weiyan's subconscious mind, he thought that the person who was going to Wushan with him was Jiang Lin.

Qingliu clenched his hand tightly, preventing him from moving any further.

The rain stopped completely.

Qingliu frowned, while using spiritual power to restore the ruined bedroom, while keeping Xie Weiyan from moving.

"Go in." His voice was indifferent, he picked up Xie Weiyan, who was half-dressed, and walked towards the bedroom.

Stars suddenly appeared in the night sky outside, and the bright moon gradually revealed its figure.

Xie Weiyan fell down on the bed, her body shook for a while.

Qingliu frowned because of his torment, his magic crown and Taoist robes were in a mess, so he wanted to send a message to Taiwei, asking him to come back to appease his Taoist companion.

He didn't intend to kill Xie Weiyan at first, but the magic cultivator has always been cunning and cunning, and his flaws must be reported. When he first left the customs, he learned that his junior brother had a Taoist companion, and that the Taoist companion was the Taoist Lord of Dongli from the Heavenly Cang Demon Land. Feeling weak can't help but worry about the younger brother.

I don't know what medicine Jiang Lin gave him for more than a month, Xie Weiyan came back rationally occasionally, only feeling that the deep desire was about to overwhelm him, he curled himself up deep in the bed, wishing he could just disappear here.

Standing at the head of the bed, Qingliu saw Xie Weiyan's long hair trembling at the corner of the bed, thinking that something happened to him, so she stopped sending messages.

"Xie Weiyan?" He called out in a cold voice, "Are you okay?"

The person on the bed buried his head in the quilt, his voice was subdued, and he seemed to be weeping, "Go away...stay away from me."

Qingliu wanted to leave, but it took twelve hours for the enchantment he cast to disappear.

Xie Weiyan was sober for a while, but his mind became unclear again, for a while he thought he was in love with Jiang Lin, and for a while he thought he was still in Jingya and Nalan Yanran's adventures.

"... Yan Ran, Yan Ran..."

Qingliu sat on the bedside, trying to relieve his pain with spiritual power, but heard him calling a name in a low voice, but it was not Jiang Lin's name.

"Nalan Yanran?" He glanced at Xie Weiyan coldly, thinking that this demon cultivator is indeed a disaster.

Qingliu turned his head and made a tactic with his left hand, Jian Xinfang condensed a blue light, and another pair of porcelain white soft hands reached out from behind him.

The crown was taken off, and the black hair scattered like a waterfall.

Qingliu paused for a moment, frowned, and continued to send messages.

Xie Weiyan was still a little dazed, but following his consciousness, he took off Qingliu's magic crown, and then took off his Taoist robe for him.

Those hands had already slid down, Qingliu grabbed his hand, her frown never let go, he just sent a message, presumably the junior brother will arrive soon.

"You wait a little longer." After finishing the sentence, Xie Weiyan was pushed aside, and Qingliu wanted to get up and leave.

However, as soon as he moved, his whole body froze.

"What are you doing?" Qingliu felt offended for the first time in more than 1000 years.

To stir up a man's impulse, what else can he do?

Qingliu is good at practicing Taishang Wangqing, but don't forget that he is also a man with complete functions.

The author has something to say: Qingliu has no EQ, and the relationship between men and women is the mainstream in his concept.

As a righteous boss, he actually refused his junior to fall in love with a demon boss.

Xie Weiyan said that the reason for the low force value is because of Jiang Lin.