Dressed as a Grass GL

Xi Zhou's eyes suddenly shone brightly, wishing he could try it in other people's dreams right now.

Especially that crazy woman in Qingchuang, she must avenge her severed hand.

No, it was revenge for killing her life. She almost disappeared.

Disappeared in this world, and never had a chance to see the elder sister again!

Who knows that Zhai Wangyou shook his head slightly: "Maybe you can give it a try if you are below the distracted stage, but you already have a soul in the distracted stage, and you can attack others even in your dreams, causing substantial harm. It would be very dangerous for you to try rashly. .”

Xizhou froze, okay, calm down.

Seeing that her eyes were lost, Zhai Wangyou curled up her fingers under the sleeves, and said calmly: "So, you don't have to try it, just practice with your heart."

There is no need to risk yourself by going into anyone's dreams.

She also doesn't want this person to go into anyone's dream again, even if it's different from their way of dreaming, she doesn't want to...

Xi Zhou smiled slightly: "Okay, I will definitely cultivate with my heart, and practice hard day and night, but I don't know if you can bear it, Senior Sister."

She raised her lips and blinked her eyes deliberately, hinting brightly.

Zhai Wangyou pursed his lips, turned his head to look elsewhere, and after a while, he responded coldly: "Shameless."

The next day, Zhai Wangyou sent Xiaoxing back to the Zongmen Academy, and then prepared to go to the Deacon Hall.

Before departure, Sect Master Wang brought several disciples from the inner sect to see him off.

Sect Master Wang looked at Zhai Wangyou with an indifferent expression. He was dressed in red, his eyebrows and eyes were as cold as frost and snow, but he still couldn't hide his beauty.

His eyes flickered, and he said kindly: "Wangyou will not be back until a few days away, why don't you let Guanlan go with you, so we can take care of each other on the way."

Zhai Wangyou flatly refused: "No, I can do it alone."

She wasn't alone, the Dreaming Grass on her wrist drew back her strength under the sleeves and wrapped tightly, as if responding to her mood at the moment.

You are not alone.

After hearing the words, Wang Zongzhu looked at Guanlan, and Guanlan fought hard: "Senior sister, how can you go alone, there are many people and things to negotiate, I'd better go with you."

In the entire Tianjianzong, she has the best relationship with Senior Sister Wangyou. Moreover, their master is gone, and they still live together in Beishan Peak. In the eyes of everyone, the relationship between the two is particularly close.

At this time, how can you not follow.

The young master Wang Junting also chimed in and said, "That's right, as an elder, you don't have a few accompanying disciples to serve you. This time the three major sects meet, we Tianjianzong can't be too shabby."

Zhai Wangyou frowned slightly, sighed softly in his heart, and said: "Then let the inner disciple Zhou Zhouzi accompany him, he can be alone. I don't like many people."

Xi Zhou rubbed her white wrist with a leaf under her sleeve, yes, let her elbow follow her, and Guanlan should forget it, she was worried.

Seeing her persistent refusal, Sect Master Wang didn't insist anymore.

Only Guanlan pouted, looking aggrieved.

It's a pity that Zhai Wangyou has always looked calm. Although she has only been closest to Guanlan for so many years, Guanlan seems to be no exception to her.

Taking care of her once or twice on weekdays is the limit, she doesn't like being too intimate with people.

Seeing her leave, the Young Sect Master Wang Jun raised his eyebrows and only let Zhou Zhouzi accompany him, which meant that the charming little junior sister from the outer sect would stay at Beishan Peak.

Chongwen is dead, and he has no Taoist partner now, so he can go to that beauty named Xizhou to give a hint.

As the young suzerain, he believes that as long as the beauty is not stupid, he will take the initiative to cling to her, just like Chongwen back then.

The years of cultivation are long, and the life of a person is too boring, so why should he suppress his nature, he should go meet that beauty for a while.

Sect Master Wang glanced coldly at his son, who was obviously disgruntled, his eyes were numb.

The son was only thinking about women. If he hadn't been greedy for Zhai Wangyou's beauty, he would have killed him on the spot, and he wouldn't have gotten into such an unmanageable situation.

After all, he is not cruel enough, he is too conniving to his only son, he is non-toxic and not a husband, and he can't delay some things.

In late autumn, the cool breeze keeps coming, and yellow leaves can be seen flying everywhere in Fanjie Mountain.

It took less than half an hour for Zhou Zhouzi to go out, and he found out all the news that needed to be inquired: "Elder Wangyou, this time the chief disciple Lu Qianlu came to the Yudao Sect, and their suzerain Fa Xiang personally came to the Medicine Sect. Here we go, let's take a rest first, and meet them later in the afternoon."

Zhai Wang nodded in response, and unconsciously pressed his left wrist with his right hand.

Back in the room, Xi Zhou turned into a human form, and said proudly on his face: "He has a strong elbow, let alone other things, he is really quick to find out information, and he is more reliable than Guanlan."

She always felt that Guanlan was unreliable.

For Guanlan, no matter what the reason is, the elder sister is the enemy who kills the teacher, can she really be innocent?

I don't know what the elder sister thinks.

However, since the elder sister intends to hide the Dreaming Grass from Guanlan and her rapid breakthrough in cultivation base, she should be on guard against Guanlan.

Zhai Wangyou touched the Dream Grass on his wrist, and said in a cold voice, "He talks a lot."

"Well, he's a small talker, especially gossip, but he's not bad."

Xi Zhou nodded in agreement, she didn't expect the elder sister to see through the essence of Zhou Zhouzi's talkativeness so quickly.

Zhai Wangyou pinched a leaf of dream grass, and said leisurely: "Do you like people who talk a lot?"

She spoke very little, and when she was young, her master often advised her, "Smile more, Wangyou, chat more with your younger brothers and younger sisters, and don't just focus on cultivating."

But she doesn't like to listen to her juniors and sisters, and she doesn't want to take the initiative to chat with others. She just wants to practice hard and get rid of demons and defend the way like her master as soon as possible.

As time goes by, I meet fewer people, talk less, and I don't even smile much, unlike this person, Minglang loves to laugh.

Xi Zhou chuckled: "The sequence is wrong. If I like someone, it doesn't matter how much she talks or how little she talks. The important thing is whether I like this person or not."

Zhai Wangyou squeezed Ye Ye's hand secretly, and asked lightly, "Do you like him?"

Do you like teenagers who talk a lot?

Xizhou looked at Zhai Wangyou, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, "It's not really a matter of liking or disliking, but he is a friend worthy of friendship, and it doesn't hurt to talk more. "

Elbow is quite reliable, he has helped her a lot since she joined the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Does the elder sister not like elbows?

After a pause, Xizhou looked at Zhai Wangyou who was silent, and asked tentatively, "Does senior sister hate people who talk too much? Then...do I talk too much?"

If the eldest sister doesn't like people who talk too much, then she should talk less in the future.

Looking at the person who was testing his words, Zhai Wangyou pinched the leaves of the dream grass with his fingers: "I don't hate it."

She also thinks it's a matter of order, because she likes someone, so no matter how much she talks, she won't hate her.

"hiss."

Xi Zhou suddenly covered his wrists, opened his clothes and saw that there were two red spots, as if someone had twisted them forcefully.

She subconsciously looked at the dream grass still wrapped around Zhai Wangyou's wrist.

Zhai Wangyou silently let go, and said flatly, "It's too tight, I'll loosen it."

Xi Zhou nodded, rubbed his arms, and thought to himself that next time he should remember not to wrap them so tightly.

but……

She held Zhai Wangyou's wrist, and gently took off the Dream Grass.

Zhai Wangyou let her move with his wrists down, only feeling that the air around him was inexplicably hot.

Xi Zhou looked at the Dreaming Grass in his hand, which had grown to almost half a person's height, and said worriedly: "Senior Dryad said that I already have a complete body, why am I connected with this grass again, and I won't cut it like before. Its leaves, my hand will break."

That would be too embarrassing, and we must protect this grass in the future, otherwise it will be the death of the grass and the death of the people.

When Zhai Wangyou heard this, his eyes flashed in confusion: "Have you cut its leaves before?"

Have you ever broken your hand?How could she not know.

Xi Zhou retorted subconsciously: "Of course I didn't cut it, it was that crazy woman in Qingchuang, but it's all over, am I fine now?"

Zhai Wangyou felt a sudden pain in his heart, it was three years ago, no wonder this person has been reluctant to take form after that meeting.

An uncontrollable self-blame spread in the bottom of my heart.

If I didn't agree to the exchange, the Dreaming Grass would not have its leaves cut off...

Moreover, the last time, this person didn't use his hands, it was soft=soft=wet=

It turned out that the leaves were cut by Qingchuang and his hands were broken.

Zhai Wangyou's eyes darkened, and his voice trembled: "What else did she do to you?"

Before she knew it, what other injuries had this person suffered...

Xi Zhou rubbed his eyebrows, and said embarrassingly, "It's just two leaves that were cut off. Besides, I can do without hands."

You can lose anything, but you must not lose face as fierce = 1.

Zhai Wangyou remained silent and took her hand silently.

The joints are distinct, white and slender, intact, but there is a faint pain in her heart.

Are the hands of the past also the same as now?She doesn't seem to have looked at it well...

The person who was dressed in red and always stood upright lowered his head slightly, and he could vaguely see the tails of those half-lusted eyes trembling, which seemed to be crystal clear.

Xi Zhou panicked and quickly withdrew her hand. Is the elder sister crying?

Zhai Wangyou raised his head, his clean and clear eyes were faintly stained with mist, filled with moisture.

"Elder Sister, it doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt." Xi Zhou gently hugged her, and couldn't help reassuring her repeatedly.

"Just now, your hand hurts." Zhai Wangyou turned his head away, his eyes blushing.

The voice was still steady and indifferent, only a pair of eyes were ups and downs, with dark colors surging.

She just squeezed the leaves, and Xi Zhou's wrists turned red and cried out in pain.

Then when the leaf was cut off and the hand was cut off, what kind of pain should this person feel?

She couldn't imagine that for a moment, her heart was full of self-blame.

Xizhou only felt soft in her heart, her senior sister...

It turned out that he would love her so much that tears filled his eyes.

"It really doesn't hurt, well, it hurts for a while, and then I can't feel anything."

Xizhou tightened her arms and hugged the person in her arms tightly, her eyes were full of smiles.

Those uncertainties in the past, those delusions about the elder sister, seem to have come true.

She got what she wanted, at this moment, sure and sure.

"In the afternoon, I can go to see Qingchuang alone, and you can rest here, okay." Zhai Wangyou calmed down his emotions, and the tears in his eyes slowly disappeared.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Xi Zhou agreed with a smile without thinking, with infinite joy in his heart.

At this time, what the elder sister says is what she says.

Even if her soul flies into oblivion immediately, she feels that she will agree without hesitation, agree to anything.

Zhai Wangyou curled his lips silently, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, dark and crazy.