Quickly traverse the host, his weak constitution

I couldn't help but wonder what went wrong. In this life, Xu Qingmo and Zong Luan are not as close as before.

But soon Xie knew the reason.

Zong Luan transformed.The elders of the Shocking Sect discussed with Xu Qingmo, untied the seal on Nine-Tailed Fox, regained his strength, and transformed into a human form.

It has been rumored in the sect of the Shocking Heaven Sect that Xu Qingmo contracted a big demon in the Nascent Soul Stage.

The transformed demon king is indeed very charming, and his gestures are full of endless charm. This charm not only has the charming charm that belongs to the fox clan, but also has the noble majesty of being a pure blood of the ancient great demon.

It's not a vulgar confusion, but an attraction deeply rooted in the blood. Even though Xie Zao had seen the stunning face of this fox demon many times in his previous life, as long as his mind is not firm enough, he will be addicted to the beauty of this nine-tailed monster in color.

As for food and sex, Xie Zao only felt that he didn't have a long memory.

Since Xu Qingmo's nine-tailed fox transformed into a human form, the communication between the two has become much more intensive.

Zong Luanyuan is also good at swords, and Xie Chen has seen it before. It is a snow-white sword, powdery, like frost and jade, and it will turn into a light pink color when it moves, like the color of peach blossom petals.

At this time, Zong Luan and Xu Qingmo were facing swords.

This is the first time Xie Zao has seen Zong Luan use a sword, so he sent a letter that his swordsmanship is not inferior to Xu Qingmo's.

Xie Zao looked at the two picturesque people feeding each other with indifferent brows and eyes, carrying a kind of extreme desolation.The other eyebrows seemed to be born with a smile, which contained an extremely romantic and passionate meaning.

These two people are like a natural pair who complement each other, and this ordinary and incompetent squirrel can only be used as a foil, and finally reduced to a substitute.

As the two swords, as white as jade, intertwined with each other, Zong Luan's powder bite action brought out a piece of powder, creating an ambiguous atmosphere for the two of them.

Xie Zao turned his head and entered the cave, not in the mood to look any further.It seems that if you look at it more, you will think of your miserable end in the previous life.

After Xie Zao left, Xu Qingmo and Zong Luan also stopped shortly after, and looked at each other with a bit of mutual defensive hostility in their eyes.

In the days that followed, Xie Zao didn't pay attention to the two of them any more, and only cared about his serious cultivation to consolidate his cultivation base again.

After Zong Luan transformed into a human form, he didn't seem to have much interest in it either. He didn't force it to comb or press it to lick its fur. It was happy and at ease.

Just don't have those resources.

During the day, Xie Zao was going to go out to ask Xu Xian for advice on how to cultivate after he established his foundation.Xie Zao knew that he didn't have any talent in cultivation, so he had to ask more questions, so as not to go the wrong way.

It has no master, but Xu Xian in this life has taught it a lot, and it respects him from the bottom of its heart.

Xie Zao went to Xu Xian with the fruit wine he secretly brewed.

Because the water source of Qianxi Stream is very good, many fruit trees grow around it. It is a pity that the fruit trees are not useful when they are ripe, but it is a pity that they fall on the ground. Xie Zao has collected them all, and went to the market to buy wine-making recipes and utensils, and secretly brewed them a few times. , the craftsmanship has improved, and the wine tastes good.

Xu Qingmo stopped it, and the cold and beautiful Jianxiu wrinkled his nose: "What did you bring?"

Xie Zao covered the storage bag tightly, shook his head, and was about to slip away quickly.

With a flick of Xu Qingmo's Lianwu sword, he hooked off Xie Zao's storage belt hanging around his neck.

The sword cultivator was slender and beautiful, and with his well-defined hands, he untied the bag of the storage bag, and shook out all the contents inside.

One by one, everything was printed in Xu Qingmo's lacquered eyes.

There are half-eaten nuts, and the hair that falls off during moulting is rubbed into hairballs by snow squirrels.Xie Zao is a nostalgic person, the fur on his body has been with him for a long time, so when they fall, Xie Zao will collect them and keep them.

Because the fur on its body has three colors, the big ears and tail are red fur, the belly is white soft fur, and the back and claws are all blue-gray hair.

So hairballs also have three colors, red and blue-gray, and white.

There are also various spiritual herbs, demon pills, and a few pieces of spiritual stones, but these are quite few, only a small pile.

There are also things that Xie Zao picked up on the road at any time, nicer stones, dried flowers.

Finally, there are a few pieces of underwear, and the cassock that Xu Qingmo wore for him that day.

Xu Qingmo's gaze scanned each of the above objects one by one, and finally paused for a few moments on those balls of hair and the cassock before turning his gaze back to the snow squirrel in front of him.

The snow squirrel thought that Xu Qingmo would let him go, so he curled his tail to pick up the things in his storage bag.

As a result, Jianxiu caught it into his arms with his slightly cold hands, and his slender, powerful, but slightly cold hands searched back and forth on the hair on its belly and waist several times.

Xie Zao's sensitive parts were touched like this, goose bumps all over his body, trembling and rolling his waist.

Jianxiu didn't seem to find what he wanted, his handsome face lowered, he approached the snow squirrel, sniffed it twice, frowned, and said commandingly:

"Transfiguration."

Xie Zao just pretended not to hear, not wanting to transform into a human form.

The sword cultivator seemed a little angry, the surrounding air became cold, and the dense sword intent entangled the snow squirrels as if they were prey.

The sword intent rubbed against it tightly, with subtle pain and a little itchiness, Xie Zao originally wanted to be tougher, but the sword intent flowed, and countless sword intents were like densely packed nets, bullying without leaving any gaps it.

Xie Zao suddenly felt a numbness coming from the depths of his bone marrow, and his whole body began to burn.

Damn it, its physique has exploded!

The snow squirrel's voice trembled pitifully, as if it was about to cry, it had to beg for mercy: "I... change form, master, clothes... clothes."

Xu Qingmo brought the snow squirrel back to the cave, and with a hook of his sword, he sent the clothes to the snow squirrel, and his eyes signaled it to take shape quickly.

The snow squirrel was entangled by the sword intent, and was put down, its forelimbs were still trembling, and its sparse eyelashes trembled:

"Turn away."

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Xu Qingmo brought the snow squirrel back to the cave, and with a hook of his sword, he sent the clothes to the snow squirrel, and his eyes signaled it to take shape quickly.

The snow squirrel was entangled by the sword intent, and was put down, its forelimbs were still trembling, and its sparse eyelashes trembled:

"You, Lord... man,...you turn around."

Xu Qingmo's dark eyes sank, and he turned around.

Xie Zao was still a little panicked, facing Xu Qingmo's transformation into a human form, it was difficult for him to do so, so he turned his body and transformed into a human form.

The moment Xie Zao took shape, he felt a fiery gaze falling on his back and moving downstream, his heart was shocked, he immediately put on his clothes and turned around, and saw Jianxiu Still standing straight with his back to himself.

Xie Zao breathed a sigh of relief, how could Xu Qingmo peek at it, it must be his own illusion just now.

"Master, it's alright."

Xu Qingmo let out a deep "um", his voice was slightly hoarse, he lowered his thick black eyelashes, glanced at the sword in his hand, and then turned around.

The lotus mist is like a silver belt of stars and stars, and it is smooth and clean enough to imprint human shadows.

Xu Qingmo suddenly approached Xie Zao, and his cold breath sprayed on the fluff of Xie Zao's cheeks with a strange fragrance, causing a faint itch.

Xie Zao was terrified, and couldn't help stepping back.

"Don't move." Jianxiu's cold voice sounded faintly, with irresistible magic power.

Xie Zao couldn't move an inch.

The Lianwu Sword pressed against its lower back, and the cold sword fell on the warm skin through the thin cassock.

Xie Zao only felt that that piece of skin was extremely cold, and the coldness continued to invade along the sword body, as if it wanted to invade its flesh inch by inch, spread and freeze it completely.

Xu Qingmo bent his body slightly, and sniffed along Xie Zao's body from top to bottom.

Although Xie Zao was shaped according to Xu Qingmo's face and figure, I don't know if it's because of his breed, but his height is a full head lower than Xu Qingmo's.

Xu Qingmo bent down to sniff it like this, which made Xie Zao feel a sense of oppression. It couldn't help but retreat, but the lotus mist sword on the back of his waist prevented it from moving a little.

Xu Qingmo gradually sniffed down, until he reached his waist.Jianxiu's breath became hot for some reason, and it penetrated the cassock and imprinted on his skin.

The front is hot and the back is cool, and the mixed feeling of hot and cold is not pleasant. Xie Zao stretched out his hand and pushed Jianxiu's head away. The person in front of him couldn't push it at all, but got closer to it.

In this way, in the eyes of outsiders, it seems that it has brought the head of Jianxiu closer to him.

Xie Zao endured the shame and asked, "Master, are you looking for something?"

Xu Qingmo didn't speak, continued to sniff, untied Xie Zao's belt, reached in and took out a walnut.

The skin on the waist was touched.

Jianxiu's hands were not as cold as before, on the contrary, they were hotter than his skin.

The Lianwu sword was released, and the breath of the sword cultivator moved away. Xie Zao stepped back a few steps before standing still. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to wipe his face. He felt that his face must be flushed.

Xie Zao looked at Xu Qingmo, and saw Jianxiu's gaze moved from the end of its eyebrows to its earlobe.

Xie Zao was taken aback by this realization, and his body shivered reflexively.

He still hasn't figured out why his body is so familiar with Jianxiu's eyes.

Xu Qingmo asked aloud, with a touch of sternness: "What is this?"

Xu Qingmo's slender hands are playing with a small walnut in his hand. The walnut is not the size of an ordinary walnut. It is only the size of a melon seed kernel, which is very small, so