Asura Field Raiders [Cultivation]

Yun Jiangli didn't know the meaning of her words, but she faintly sensed that her husband's words and deeds were not the same as in the past.

But she still loves tightly, on the contrary, she is glad that she was able to get a glimpse of the true appearance of the bright moon in the mist, and cherishes it in her heart.

Patriarch Yun's meek, harmless and flustered appearance in front of Qi Qinghe, if others look at it, it will surely shock a group of people's jaws.But she didn't care, she still blushed like a silly deer and didn't dare to look at the woman on the bed, and Qi Qinghe lost his memory, so naturally he didn't know what kind of temperament this woman in front of her who claimed to be her Taoist partner actually had .

Qi Qinghe just woke up, this body fits perfectly with her soul, but she can't completely control it, her limbs are weak and bluish, even small movements are very difficult for her, and she gets tired easily .

She only spoke a few words with Yun Jiangli, just checked her own situation, a little pale tiredness rose in her brows and eyes, her eyelids trembled and drooped slightly, she slowly fell down and stopped talking .

"Sir... Ah, Ah, are you tired?"

Yun Jiangli had been watching Qi Qinghe all the time, and she could see all these slight changes in her expression. At this time, she quickly reached out her hand to pull up the brocade quilt that fell around her waist, rubbed her fingertips, and then went back and forth. Frowning, she felt that the quilt was too thin, and took out a blanket from her own space to cover her gently.

The woman lay silently on her side with her eyes half closed, she didn't reject her movement, she actually appeared so obedient, her white hair was scattered on her shoulders like silk, and a few strands of hair were covered by the scorpion The blanket quietly brushed across her fingertips, causing a slight itch, which made Patriarch Yun, who was already harboring sinister intentions, pause for a moment.

Qi Qinghe's five senses have just recovered, and he is full of tiredness, so he will not pay attention to Patriarch Yun's small movements, and just lays down quietly like a white cat made of glazed frost and snow, his eyes are completely closed, breathing Gradually calmed down, and seemed to be falling asleep.

Yun Jiangli's breathing became lighter, and she moved her fingertips like a thief, gently stroked the white hair scattered on the woman's shoulders, and touched Qi Qinghe's shoulder uncontrollably.

In an instant, scorching heat began to pass from her fingertips, and spread straight to the tip of Patriarch Yun's heart, causing her to tremble.

If this is the case, Yun Jiangli blushed a little too much, but calmed down.

But just when she looked at her beloved husband on the bed with some reluctance, and was about to close her hands and leave so that Qi Qinghe could have a good rest, the woman on the bed suddenly raised her eyebrows slightly, probably sensing the temperature in her palm, and subconsciously moved towards him. She turned her hands sideways, half-opened her eyes in a daze, and murmured softly: "It's cold, don't go."

Qi Qinghe felt that she was cooling from the internal organs of her chest, although she was covered with a quilt, it was far less comfortable than the heat emitted by her body.

The moment the words came out, the fingertips that landed on her hair touched and pressed thoroughly, transmitting a steady stream of spiritual power to her.

This made Qi Qinghe feel better, but it was still not enough.

She raised her brows slightly, her body curled up slightly, her eyelashes, which were as long as small fans, cast a shadow under her eyes, her lips were slightly pursed, and she leaned silently and imperceptibly under the palm of Yun Jiangli.

The blush that a stranger should have finally returned to his pale cheeks, but Yun Jiangli felt more pity for him when he saw it.

"...Ahe..."

Patriarch Yun only dared to blatantly call out these two words when her husband was drowsy and lost his memory. The lingering aftertaste lingered between her lips and teeth, gradually overflowing with a little bit of honey-like sweetness.

This made her dizzy for a moment, she pursed her lips nervously, and asked Qi Qinghe in a low voice: "Can I... can I hug you?"

"...I'll give you a hug."

Yun Jiangli quickly added a sentence.

Qi Qinghe vaguely heard her voice, and didn't refute, but frowned and propped himself up a bit, and neatly raised his arms around the nun's neck, then fell down, pulled her down, and gently leaned forward In the past, buried in the neck of Yunjiang Gracilaria, feeling the warm breath from the female cultivator's body, the chill on her body faded a little.

The female cultivator who was hugged by her neck did not dare to move, and was afraid of crushing her, so she propped her arms and looked at Qi Qinghe stiffly, the faint and cold fragrance from the husband suddenly poured into the tip of her nose, and in an instant In the silence, Yun Jiangli heard her husband's slightly hoarse voice, which almost hooked her soul, causing her body to go numb suddenly.

"...Hold tight...I'm cold."

Qi Qinghe frowned with some dissatisfaction, he didn't bother to guess Yun Jiangli's mood at the moment, he just glanced at her lightly with some grievance and self-willed mist.

Xu was weak and tired, and her voice could no longer maintain the cold frost and snow, which melted and softened inch by inch, almost ordering Yun Jiangli to hug her tightly and hurry up Warm her body.

"……it is good."

The female cultivator's eyes darkened completely, and she didn't hide her hotness at all. She gently pulled Qi Qinghe's hand off for the time being, stretched out her fingertips to take off her boots, and then tore off the gentle and dignified clothes like that. Pi Zi, like a beast that had been starving for a long time, stared straight at the person lying under him. He took off his coat hurriedly, and finally fell down, hugging his beloved tightly in his arms.

When the piece of cold jade obediently retracted into her arms, Yun Jiangli trembled, and almost sighed in his heart.

She didn't stop the spiritual power she passed on to Qi Qinghe, her fingertips were pressed against the woman's back, and with just one movement, she could touch the delicate and beautiful pair of butterfly bones on Qi Qinghe's back.

However, Patriarch Yun lowered his eyes and silently looked at the sleeping person in his arms. His lips were slightly bent, and he only moved his hand to caress Qi Qinghe's hair that fell behind him, and then lowered his head to kiss her white hair lovingly. kissed.

Furthermore, it does not pass over.

All the troops that had been mobilized by the Patriarch also received orders and returned to guard training in various parts of the clan.

And Yun Jiangli really thanked herself for assigning the affairs before, allowing her to have enough time to accompany Qi Qinghe who just woke up, and this also made her discover many things about her husband that she didn't know before. the other side.

Because Qi Qinghe's body needs to be well maintained, Yunjiang Li found all kinds of precious medicinal food for her, and she ate three meals a day like ordinary people.

However, Qi Qinghe's anger in waking up was not normal.

She will not lose her temper loudly at you, she will only frown and shrink herself into a ball under the quilt, and she will turn a deaf ear to you no matter how softly you please.If you are annoyed by the noise, you will be very angry and wronged, staring at you coldly with red eyes and half-open eyes, trying to force you to retreat and shut up.

Yun Jiangli had to go through such a sweet and painful test every morning. She felt distressed and soft when she saw it, but she really couldn't let her fall into the process of recuperating her body.In the first two days, she really couldn't resist her husband's somewhat delicate and cute appearance, but in the end, she was dragged back and forth by Qi Qinghe, who refused to get up because of her distress because she was not feeling well, three times a day. After a meal of medicinal food, he didn't drink a bowl, and finally at night he became weak and cold, so he huddled in the arms of Yunjiang Gracilaria to keep warm.

Helpless, in the days that followed, she had no choice but to be a villain every morning, hugging the sleeping husband out of bed and waking her up. During the day, she devoted herself to please the husband who was annoyed by her in every possible way. Even Qi Qinghe's cold eyes, she could bear it. Willingly and enjoy it.

Qi Qinghe was really annoyed to death by this female cultivator who disturbed her dreams every morning. She was clearly the head of the clan, but she always stayed by her side as if she had nothing to do. decoction.He said that he wanted to raise her body, but in actual actions, it was as if he wanted to murder her for money and torture her to death!

This day, the female cultivator picked her up from the bed and sat on the soft couch by the window. After being woken up, Qi Qing, who was twitching in the temples, looked at her with a dark face, but saw Yun Jiangli smiling gently at him. She laughed, and then took out another bowl of soup that had left a deep impression on her in the recent period, and couldn't help turning her head to the side to close her eyes.

"This time I added some spirit beast meat to make it, it should taste better."

Yun Jiangli looked at the cold-faced and sullen person in front of him, and quickly explained.

She held the porcelain bowl and sat gently beside the woman, coaxing softly: "Isn't Ah He feeling better?"

"This medicated diet is still useful. We won't drink it after a few more days to improve our health."

That being said, Qi Qinghe also knows the truth.

But just because she understands the truth doesn't mean she's being reasonable.

The white-haired woman lightly brushed her sleeves, retracted her exposed toes, turned sideways to glance at the scenery outside the window, and ignored what Yun Jiangli said, just ignoring her.

Like a tantrum child.

Patriarch Yun couldn't help softening his eyes, looked out following her gaze, pondered for a moment, then suddenly bent his eyes and smiled and said, "If Ah He is willing to drink the medicine today, Ah Li will take Ah He out to play."

She was originally afraid that Qi Qinghe would be bored, and planned to take Qi Qinghe out for a walk when Qi Qinghe got better, but now she used this excuse.

Sure enough, when she spoke, the person leaning against the window tilted his head and looked back at her: "Really?"

"Naturally."

Patriarch Yun hurriedly nodded yes.

Qi Qinghe looked her up and down, looked sideways at the scenery outside, and finally turned around with his lips pursed, took the bowl in Yunjiangli's hand, and straightened his head up and drank it all in one breath. Some martyrs feel like they have broken their wrists.

Yun Jiangli laughed, bent down and took out a handkerchief to wipe the few drops of soup that accidentally stuck to the corners of her lips, and then took the bowl in her hand.

"Drink slowly, what should I do if I choke... um..."

The female cultivator suddenly opened her eyes wide, and the face of a person approaching and lingering with her was reflected in her pupils. Qi Qinghe, who was impatient to hear, raised his hand to hold his head, and pulled him onto the soft couch.

This strength is actually very weak, and it is vulnerable to Yun Jiangli, and it only needs to move a fingertip to get rid of it.

But Yun Jiangli seemed to be completely suppressed, allowing Qi Qinghe to be pushed down on the soft ground, and could only be forced to accept this sudden kiss, Qingming's eyes slowly dimmed, and he quietly raised his arms to hug her. A woman's waist, to prevent her from falling down accidentally.

From jerky and bewildered to attacking and threatening with ease, the gifted and intelligent Patriarch Yun only took a few moments.

And the wicked and teasing smile hidden in Qi Qinghe's eyes also slowly faded away in the lingering entanglement of being rebellious, his breathing became a little bit disordered, and the fair cheeks slowly climbed up with brilliance, The ends of the eyes are smudged with a bit of coquettishness that is forced out of the broken mist.

She let go of the fingertips holding Yun Jiangli, trying to push people away, but the hands around her waist were clenched too tightly, this was something that Qi Qinghe, who was no longer cultivated and as powerless as a mortal, could not resist , so that she had no choice but to be turned over by the female cultivator and pressed on the soft couch, and endured the fire she lit for life.

It wasn't until Qi Qinghe's eyes were filled with water, and his breathing became a little short and heavy, that Patriarch Yun endured the rising flames, slowly stroked Qi Qinghe's back, and let him go.

White hair covered the soft pillow on the couch, Qi Qinghe hung his head sideways, his chest heaved violently, he raised his sleeve to cover his lips and coughed uncontrollably, and the corners of his eyes were flushed.

Patriarch Yun, who had done something bad, didn't dare to say anything, and stretched out his hand to embrace her, still gently stroking her back to calm her breath.

Qi Qinghe just wanted her to taste the bitterness of this soup, how could it end in such a state?

At this time, I only glanced sideways at Patriarch Yun with my red eyes, and asked her with a half-smile: "Since I and I are Taoist couples, is it possible that we have never even kissed before?"

Where did Yun Jiangli dare to speak, she carefully pursed her lips and shook her head, like a docile dog who is afraid of being reprimanded.

Qi Qinghe sneered lightly: "No wonder the technique is so bad."

After saying this, the anger in her heart dissipated a little, and regardless of Patriarch Yun's eyes widening due to the shock, she shook off Yun Jiangli's hand, stood up slowly while supporting herself, and walked away. In front of the vanity mirror in the room, he carefully adjusted his clothes.

"Is there a hairpin?"

Qi Qinghe looked in the mirror, frowned suddenly, and turned to look at the person behind him.

"Have."

Yun Jiangli was stunned, then quickly nodded, walked to the front of the stage and opened the dressing box, ran his fingertips over the few hairpins in it, the light in his pupils shone slightly, and finally picked up a silver hairpin with a white crane carved on it , turned to Qi Qing and Qi Xu and smiled obediently, and handed over the hairpin.

The woman didn't pay much attention to these, so she took them casually and used them to tie her hair.

Yun Jiangli's eyes fell on the silver hairpin in her white hair, and the smile in her eyes deepened and softened, but when Qi Qinghe noticed it, she lowered her eyelids to cover up the strangeness.

"I just wanted you to taste the bitterness of the decoction, and there is no other intention."

Qi Qinghe looked at the mirror for a while, and was quite satisfied. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the female cultivator's eyes staring at him, and explained lightly with his hands behind his back.

"The medicine is finished, I want to go out."

After she explained, she stopped paying attention to what happened just now, and only mentioned the promise Yun Jiangli made to her just now.

"it is good."

Patriarch Yun nodded at her with a good temper, obedient to everything, and brought her a white gauze hat to cover her face from the wind, and then took Qi Qinghe out as promised to accompany her to breathe and have fun.

Yun Jiangli has always followed the imperial decree to her husband's words, but at this time she does not quite agree with it.

The husband said that the soup was bitter.

how could be?

After tasting it carefully, Yunjiang Gracilaria came to the conclusion that it is clearly full of sweetness, even better than nectar and honey water.

However, what Mr. says is what it is.

Since the husband said that the taste of the soup is unbearable, then she must change it next time.

Although Qi Qinghe was somewhat interested, she dragged her hind legs and was a little tired after walking a few streets, and she endured watching the performance on the river at noon with Yun Jiangli, and was finally dissuaded by the nun under the persuasion of the female cultivator. Nvxiu hugged her waist and returned to Yun's house.

This time, Qi Qinghe didn't refuse, but quietly nestled in Yun Jiangli's arms and closed his eyes to rest.

When she wanted to come out, she came to feel the layout and route of the city.

Now that most of it has been remembered in my heart, naturally I am not in a hurry to startle the snake for a while.

Yun Jiangli called her husband and coaxed her to be her Taoist partner, but there was no red line of bond, and she acted as if she had never been intimate with her in normal contact. up students.

The veiled cap fluttered with the wind, and Qi Qinghe's brows moved slightly.

...and a student who had a strange feeling for her.

interesting.

From the beginning to the end, Qi Qinghe didn't believe even a single word of Yun Jiangli, and kept [-]% vigilance and indifferent scrutiny.

She vaguely felt that her strength should not be at the level of the trash she is now, at least it should be able to stably suppress the Yunjiang Grass.Otherwise, it would be impossible for the few servants she met while wandering around Yun's house to show such surprised and respectful eyes to her. At that moment, she couldn't help being on guard and frightened.

Now, Qi Qinghe has lost her memory and her cultivation. She doesn't trust Yun Jiangli, but she can't get rid of it for a while and must rely on it.

But this does not prevent her from groping for a way out for herself.

After the midday performance on the river surface, Yun Jiangli hugged Qi Qinghe and went back to Yun's house to rest, and slept with her for a while.

But in the afternoon, Changlaoge suddenly sent her voice to discuss matters.

Yun Jiangli had no choice but to leave for a while, but Qi Qinghe didn't want to go back to the room.

At that time, Qi Qinghe was sitting with her in the pavilion in the courtyard to watch the flowers in the lake, a thin blanket was carefully covered by Yunjiang Grass on his legs, and Patriarch Yun, who was not at ease when he left, was on his shoulders. Putting on another cloak trimmed with velvet, it made the woman's cheeks more delicate and small, with picturesque eyebrows.

Qi Qinghe watched her leave with an indifferent expression, quietly looking down at the fish jumping up in the lake alone.

The sky was dark, and there was some wind outside, which brushed the hair on her forehead a little, making her face turn pale. She couldn't help but raise her hands and pinch the clothes on her body, but she smelled them in the breeze. I saw a strange sweet smell.

Pale and weak tiredness welled up in the woman's brows, the light in her eyes flickered and shattered, her eyelids trembled slightly, and she leaned sideways on the stone table at hand.

In the next moment, the cloak slipped off her shoulders, and her body had been thrown into the arms of a bloody man.

A cool kiss fell between the eyebrows, and the man in the black robe curled his lips into a low smile.

"Finally caught you."

The author has something to say: Guess who she is, and if you guess correctly, you will be given a small red envelope in tomorrow's update

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感谢在2021-09-1718:20:58~2021-09-2000:13:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~