Asura Field Raiders [Cultivation]

The evening wind is slightly cool, and when it blows quietly, it will always make people feel a little bit chilly.

The man in plain white robes tied his hair with jade hairpins, and stood quietly in front of the window with his sleeves hanging down. His expression was indifferent and calm, hiding a piece of black ice that could not be melted away.In her hand, she held a bright lantern emitting faint blue fireworks, and the light in it became brighter and brighter, dancing endlessly.

Suddenly, she raised her eyes to look far away, put away the lantern, stretched out her slender fingertips towards the endless darkness, her wide sleeves were slightly slippery, and the inconsistent golden bell bracelet on her wrist swayed slightly, so Moshizhong smoothly took over the person he had waited for too long.

The candlelight on the desk behind Daoxiu flickered violently, as if warning and threatening in anger.

The black mist poured into the room and turned into a human form. The woman in the black robe raised her hand and pulled down her wide hood. The covered face was exposed in the air, and it was the same as Daoxiu's face.

Impatiently, the woman in the black robe raised her fingertips and shot out a burst of spiritual power to extinguish the stubborn candle on the table, then took out a bead to light it up, and waved her sleeve to fix the bead in mid-air. Supported by spiritual power.

"Qingqing's body is unwell."

After finishing these things, when she looked back again, Daoxiu had already carried the woman who was nestled in her arms and walked slowly to the bed behind the gauze curtain, and put her down gently and properly.

The demon frowned and walked over quickly, his tone was a little cold, and he reached out to shake the woman's fingertips.

Just now along the way, she carefully transmitted her spiritual power to maintain the temperature of Qi Qinghe's body, but now it has only been broken for a while, and Qi Qinghe's hands began to faintly cool again, and there was no trace of blood on her lips, and her face was pale It is almost transparent, where is the sharpness and fickleness they are familiar with?

It is full of shattered and weak colors, like porcelain that will break at the touch of a touch, making people feel pity in their hearts.

If it wasn't for the slight ups and downs in the chest, otherwise it would be really... not like a stranger.

Daoxiu's eyes lightly slid across the woman's snow-white hair, the light in his pupils darkened, and he responded inaudibly, staring at the sleeping woman quietly, his fingertips flickered with white light, containing a majestic and positive energy His spiritual power passed on continuously.

"Where did you stay before Qingqing?"

Dao Xiu finally opened his mouth, his voice was cold and clear.

She slowly covered the woman's hair on the pillow with her hands, and smoothed out the lines of subconscious frowning between Qi Qinghe's brows little by little. The abyss can make people feel cold.

The heart demon has already held the woman's hand, and caressing it carefully with his eyes downcast, before casually replying to her: "In the Yun family in the Eastern Continent, the current head of the Yun family seems to have been taught by Qing Qing."

She paused, remembered something, her face suddenly sank, and she sneered: "You shameless little bastard, relying on Qingqing's amnesia, tricked Qingqing into saying that she was her Taoist companion."

Luo Yunyi's eyelids trembled, and she glanced at her lightly: "Keep your voice down, don't disturb Qingqing."

The other half of her that the heart demon differentiated for her has a completely different temperament from Luo Yunyi, prone to violence, anger, killing and paranoia.Now he was resentful in his heart, and naturally his tone became heavier, and he raised his voice unknowingly.

Daoxiu lightly tapped the woman's forehead to help her sleep.

The heart demon subconsciously glanced at the person on the bed, his eyes softened slightly, but he didn't refute. He really restrained his anger, pursed his lips and carefully played with Qi Qinghe's fingertips without saying a word, he couldn't put it down very much.

Half of Daoxiu's face fell under the light of the pearl, his eyelashes drooped slightly, his expression was gloomy, and he slowly opened his lips and sighed: "Damn it indeed."

But what was the difference between what they did and what the Yun Family Patriarch did?

But they all want to take this person as their own by all means.

Luo Yunyi resented her low strength and inability to protect her beloved girl. She also thought that this person really devoted her whole heart to her, but she was forced to leave alone because of her own incompetence.

After all, the past was so lingering and sweet, so beautiful that it was like a sinking dream, so even if she found out the clues, she didn't want to wake up.

But later, when the puppet body that was taken away by her was overwhelmed by the years and showed its true cold face, she was hit on the head until she was bloody, and had to recognize the reality, whether it was her, Regardless of whether it is Gu Jihuan, it is just an object that was cruelly discarded after being toyed with by this person.

In order to get rid of them, Qi Qinghe would rather take pains to fabricate lies and create a puppet body, but he just doesn't want to be entangled with them any more.

Since she knew that what she was nostalgic for in the past was just an illusory dream, she should let go of it cruelly and completely sever the past.

But how can love affairs be controlled by reason?

Whether it's He Qingqing or Qi Qinghe, it's this person after all, this little Qingmei who occupies her entire teenage memory and time, after all, this girl who meets her every night in her dreams and calls her sister with sweet talk and smiles.

Things in this world have always been karmic reincarnation, and what you get must be paid.

Luo Yunyi has acquired this natural integrity and the extraordinary aptitude that the world is envious of, so she is destined to repay it with her own body. When she grows up, she will also have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of guarding luck and eliminating evil and righteousness for the rest of her life.

From the moment her life came, the future was fixed by the people of the world, and it became a stroke of ink on a white paper, without any room for maneuver.Along the way, there are monks who are secretly watching everywhere, who don't allow her to make any mistakes.

The fate trajectory of the head can be seen at a glance, but it is covered with heavy gray fog, which makes the young Luo Yunyi confused and at a loss.

It was at this time that Qi Qinghe appeared, under the pseudonym He Qingqing, and fabricated his identity to meet her in a dream, accompanied her through every difficult and lonely night, occupied her entire teenage years, and stayed with her Growing up, eventually became the driving force for Luo Yunyi to do his best to practice and move forward, and the only exception and light that deviated from the track in this dull life.

She was crowned with the title of Taoist Monarch, and was promoted to a high platform, but she could never become the saint without desires and desires that the world requires.

It is precisely because the person she likes lives in this world, that she can willingly put on shackles and guard with a sword.

Back then, under the coercion of the master, she had no strength to resist, and the tragic scene of her lover being seriously injured to the point of dying has been lingering in Luo Yunyi's mind, like a long whip hanging above her head, urging her to cultivate strong, Don't dare to relax in the slightest.

Today, she has grown up gradually, if the Dao goes against the one she loves, then Luoyun Yining can die in martyrdom, and Qi Qing must be protected as well.

This is the only selfishness in her life.

The avenue restricts her life, but cannot cut off her love.

These thoughts, until now, have not changed.

Luo Yunyi split her soul into demons, sharing all her memories and desires.

The heart demon was born not for resentment and destruction, but for protection.

If Luo Yunyi had to sacrifice her life one day and die in the world, then the heart demon, as her other half, would inherit all her consciousness and guard her beloved girl instead of her, never to be separated again.

however……

The heart demon turned into thick fog and returned to the body, one of Daoxiu's pupils suddenly turned blood-colored, his expression changed slightly, and suddenly he smiled slightly, bent down and restrainedly placed a soft kiss on Qi Qinghe's brow, and then slowly Slowly move down, pausing to cover the delicate lips, tracing it carefully, silently and cherishingly absorbing the sweetness from it.

Before those unknown changes came, she had to get her beloved girl back to her side first.

This sleep was very good, and there was still a little sweetness in the dim dream.

Qi Qinghe felt as if there was a warm stove beside her, which warmed her cold hands and feet a lot, and even the sluggish tendons in her body gradually dissipated under the warmth, which covered the condensed Shuangxue made her feel better.

No one woke her up, so she naturally continued to rest in the stove during the half-dream and half-awake period of the biological clock, rubbing her cheek against the extra soft place, raised her eyebrows comfortably, and wanted to move her fingertips dishonestly. I touched the depths of the stove, trying to keep the heat longer.

Luo Yunyi: ...

Demon: ...

Daoxiu pursed his lips and closed his eyes, with a hint of forbearance between his brows, he stretched out his hand to hold the person who had been dishonestly moving around in his arms, and held her wrist to prevent her from doing bad things again. Reluctantly straightening out the messy and wide-open skirts for herself, she covered up her fair skin that was rubbed a little red inside.

Qi Qinghe was woken up by her movements, but he was too lazy to open his eyes or open his mouth. He only frowned and struggled a little dissatisfied, then rebelliously lowered his head and moved towards the heat source, and buried himself in the sweet softness , the white hair was rubbed and scattered on the forehead, making people feel soft-hearted and funny.

[... Qingqing rubs as much as she wants... It's not like she hasn't been touched before. 】

The inner demon in his spiritual consciousness couldn't hold back, and complained to Luo Yunyi, unceremoniously revealing the true thoughts in the heart of this beautiful Taoist.

Mingming is very happy about Qingqing's approach, but insists on putting on a serious look.

【If you don't want to, give me your body, and I'll take care of Qingqing. 】

[... Be careful, dream. 】

Luo Yunyi scolded in her heart, and stretched out her hand to hug the girl who was buried in her arms and refused to come out even tighter.

At the moment when he lowered his eyes to look at Qi Qinghe, Daoxiu's eyes, which were as calm as a cold pool, suddenly stirred up a little wave, which quickly spread and melted away, and his fingertips gently brushed Qi Qinghe's white hair with a sense of comfort, brushing it away. Inch by inch smooth.

The strands of hair were lingering in her hands, and gradually intertwined with the strands of hair that had fallen on the pillow.

There is nothing better than this.

The first acquaintances were all young, but now the blue hair is covered with frost and snow.

A thought flashed in Luo Yunyi's eyes, and a look of bewilderment and silence slipped across his eyes.

She gently smoothed the woman's hair, allowing her to bury her head in a frivolous manner, but in the silence, she suddenly met Qi Qinghe's eyes that opened at some point.

Qi Qinghe: ...? !

"……Who are you?"

The woman raised her hand to cover her forehead, and fainted due to the excessive action in front of her eyes.She turned sideways and closed her eyes slowly, unable to get up for a while.

When Fang Xing woke up, he saw a strange woman lying beside her, and she was still burying her head on her chest to wantonly offend her...

This is really exciting.

The sound of bells colliding suddenly sounded in the ears, Qi Qinghe frowned, and suddenly opened his eyes to look at the golden bell bracelet on Daoxiu's wrist, already aware of the spirit of his own spirit exuding from it.

"My name is Luo, and my name is Yunyi."

Daoxiu propped himself up and sat up a little bit, and raised his hand across the air to send spiritual power to Qi Qinghe to soothe the stagnant and disordered tendons in her body again.

The soft quilt embroidered with elegant patterns slid down his waist, and Daoxiu's skirt was messy and loose, revealing a large area of ​​smudged bright red on his skin, which clearly showed Qi Qinghe's bad deeds, and the woman only glanced at it , looked away uncomfortably.

Qi Qinghe moved his eyes away from his forehead, felt the warm spiritual power coming from her, and then frowned and looked at the bracelet on her wrist that was incompatible with Luo Yunyi's temperament, and felt in his heart Suddenly, an incredible idea came up.

The woman pursed her lips, fixed her eyes on Daoxiu, and asked her with some hesitation: "...you won't...you are also my Taoist partner?"

Luo Yunyi/Heart Demon: ...

This word was used extremely well, it only ignited the anger of the inner demon for a moment, and it also made Daoxiu's eyes turn cold.

The scarlet color in the pupils flashed past, so fast that even Qi Qinghe couldn't see clearly, he felt that the aura of the person in front of him had changed.

The heart demon raised his brows and curled his lips into a smile, his expression turned cold, and he said softly to the woman: "You and I are not yet Taoist couples."

She is very honest.

"But we have done all the things that should be done between Taoist couples. We have had countless times of joy and tenderness on the bed, and we have also tasted the feeling of soul-soul communion."

She slowly straightened her waist, and the skirt of the dress slid down completely with her movements, revealing all the softness hidden in it before Qi Qinghe's eyes, the combination of coldness, holiness and slutty beauty collided with a fatal temptation and seduction.

Qi Qinghe opened his eyes slightly, the calm and indifferent expression on his face could not be maintained for a moment, subconsciously leaned back a little with his elbows propped up, a look of surprise flashed in his pupils.

For Luo Yunyi, who gave up her body in her spiritual consciousness, the ascetic, cold, yet fragile appearance of her beloved girl, which she had never seen before, was the most alluring.

"...I've had a good time with you...?"

"nature."

The demon quietly straightened the soft pillow behind her to prevent Qi Qinghe from accidentally bumping into the wooden railing behind when he retreated. He was also taken aback when he heard this, and then he bent his lips and nodded quite calmly.

In that inn back then, she had already done all the absurd things in the world with the girl she loved.

"...Then...I kissed you too?"

The white-haired woman frowned, as if she was thinking about something, and continued to ask slowly.

The demon laughed, raised his sleeves to cover his lips, twitched his brows slightly, and asked without answering, "What do you think of He'er?"

Now that we are happy, how can we avoid kissing?

This question is really cute.

The woman stared at her blankly, as if she couldn't figure it out, her white hair fell down on her shoulders, and her face after it had completely grown out was not as soft and beautiful as when she was young, but gave birth to something that could only be seen from a distance and not be played with. Her shoulders and waist are so thin and slender. At this time, she looked at Daoxiu in a puzzled and confused manner, pursed her lips and said nothing, but Luo Yunyi and the heart demon felt pity in their hearts, afraid of her. It was cold again, and while she was silent, he pulled the slipped soft quilt back on her, held Qi Qinghe's fingertips and continued to transmit spiritual power to her.

Qi Qinghe was dumbfounded on the face, but could not help but tsk in his heart.

She kind of wanted to bring Yun Jiangli over here, and let her observe the methods of seniors.

Comparing the two, the student who is said to be taught by her is a bit out of character.

The woman looked at Dao Xiu's thoughtful and gentle movements, her gaze swept under her skirt, and she sighed silently, feeling a little headache.

Compared with Yun Jiangli, this is a master.

However, here comes the problem.

How many Taoist couples and lovers did she provoke before she lost her memory? !

The author has something to say: It’s the little Daojun~ Daojun plus the heart demon is equal to two, hehehe, I don’t know if He’er can stand it

I sent a red envelope to anyone who guessed right, if you haven’t received it, remember to remind me (kimbo)

感谢在2021-09-2000:13:53~2021-09-2017:56:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~