Dressed as a Grass GL

Outside the door, Wang Junting fell to the ground recklessly, and a masked man in black lifted his foot and kicked Wang Junting on the ground into the bushes in the corner of the yard.

Seeing this, Xi Zhou hurriedly put away her spiritual consciousness and quickly opened the door.

Then he took the man in black's hand and walked into the room, not forgetting to lock the door.

She chuckled lightly, took the man in black's hand and walked to the bed, and the two sat down facing each other.

The man in black took off the mask on his face, his expression was light, his brows and eyes were cold, it was Zhai Wangyou.

Xizhou couldn't hide her surprise on her face: "Elder Sister, didn't you say to split up?"

Zhai Wangyou slightly curled his lips, as if infected by the joy on her face, and said softly: "I also came for the secret realm, you are in the light, I am in the dark."

It turned out to be such a separate operation.

Xizhou held Zhai Wangyou's hand, looked at the white jade-like person in front of her, and moved her fingers: "Elder Sister, did you see what I told you?"

Wait for her to come back and practice hard together.

Now before I can return, the elder sister is chasing after me, the world is not as important as cultivation, so...

Words passed over?

Zhai Wangyou was taken aback for a moment, then remembered...

She looked around the room, and saw that everything was unfamiliar, without a trace of familiarity.

The only one familiar is this person in front of her, who is as charming and bright as a warm sun.

She turned her head and looked to the side: "Not right."

Xi Zhou looked around and vaguely understood that although the elder sister was duplicity, sometimes she was extraordinarily reserved.

For example, a long time ago, she said that the sky was the cover, but the elder sister said it was wrong.

Another example is that in the cave in the small secret realm, the elder sister also said that it was wrong.

Another example is on the top of Mortal Realm Mountain, the elder sister retreated step by step, saying something wrong...

And right now, in a completely unfamiliar environment, the senior sister seems to be extremely insecure.

Xizhou smiled, raised her eyebrows at Zhai Wangyou, and took out a bed from the storage ring, which was the bed she slept in every night when she was at the outer door.

"Master, let's sleep on this bed tonight." The elder sister has already seen this bed, relatively speaking, she is more or less familiar with it.

Zhai Wangyou stared at the wooden bed he had seen several times, his lips gradually pursed into a straight line, the hands under the red sleeves were clenched and loosened, and finally he walked to the side of the bed with downcast eyes, lay down straight and closed his eyes.

It seems that there is some determination to regard death as home.

Xizhou couldn't laugh or cry, she stroked Zhai Wangyou's black eyebrows, and said softly: "Master, we won't practice tonight, so we can take a good rest here, in your eyes, am I such a anxious person? "

She's also a very reserved person, okay? Those before... were just for cultivation.

Zhai Wangyou heard the words and looked at her silently. Although he didn't speak, his eyes seemed to say: Yes.

Xi Zhou was dumbfounded.

No, I have to save my image.

She straightened her expression and said solemnly: "Elder Sister, I'm staying with you, and I feel great even if I don't do anything."

Zhai Wangyou's eyelashes trembled, and he turned to face the other side.

The candles in the room were blown out, a brocade was covered, and the people behind them also lay down on the bed.

Zhai Wangyou moved away a little, and someone grabbed his waist.

She paused, and the sounds of breathing fell to her ears.

The warm lips pressed down against the ear.

Zhai Wangyou closed his eyes, bit the corner of his lips, and swallowed back the 'presumptuous' that reached his lips.

"Elder Sister, please turn around---" Xi Zhou slowly hugged her tightly, "I will only kiss you, nothing else."

Zhai Wangyou bit his lip again, his shoulders trembled, but he didn't move.

Xizhou waited for a while, seeing that the person in his arms was still, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows: "Master, if you don't turn around, I might really do something, or if you don't turn around on purpose, it's just want me to do..."

"Shut up." Zhai Wangyou turned around and said coldly.

Xi Zhou cheered from the bottom of her heart, touched Zhai Wangyou's brows and eyes under the moonlight, leaned forward and kissed him.

The moonlight is gentle, and it is scattered all over the room. The wind in early winter is already very cold, but it can't cool the fiery breath under the brocade quilt.

The next day, Zhai Wangyou woke up feeling sleepy for a while.

Seeing the fatigue between her brows, Xi Zhou reached out and rubbed Zhai Wangyou's waist.

Last night, she really didn't do anything, but she seemed to have done everything except that one step.

If she wasn't afraid of the cold wind getting under the quilt, she wished she could kiss every inch of Senior Sister's body...

Zhai Wangyou froze, then relaxed, allowing her to rub gently.

Xi Zhou raised her eyes, Rourou looked at Zhai Wangyou.

Could it be her fault last night?

She is really a determined person, it is obvious that the elder sister is too attractive...

Just like at this moment, the elder sister's brows are lazy, her expression is still cold, but there is a lingering amorous feeling, how can she bear it.

Xi Zhou looked away and said silently in his heart: form is emptiness, emptiness is form, form...

This woman is too foul. When I return to Beishan Peak, I must give the elder sister to...

"I'll hide in the dark, don't worry." Zhai Wangyou closed his eyes and rested for a moment, then pressed Xizhou's hand.

Sect Master Wang should have also come to the Imperial Sword Sect, and may be hiding in the dark like her.

Therefore, she couldn't stay too far away from Xizhou. Although the soul imprint could protect this person, there was still a certain danger in meeting Sect Master Wang who was also in the distraction stage.

And the old man in black, is he the same person as Sovereign Wang?

"it is good."

Xi Zhou withdrew her hand, consciously picked up the red coat beside the bed, and waited on Zhai Wangyou to dress and tie like a caring little maid.

Zhai Wangyou pursed her lips and did not refuse. After putting on her own clothes, she picked up Xi Zhou's white robe and stretched out her hand lightly.

Xi Zhou raised eyebrows immediately: "Elder Sister, I can do it myself."

She is not tired, on the contrary, she is a big sister, and she looks very tired after every time.

Zhai Wangyou remained silent, still raising his hand.

Xizhou smiled helplessly, "Okay, if you can't help it, just obey."

She raised her arms, matching Zhai Wangyou's movements, her heart was extremely soft.

Master sister...

What should I call her...

After tidying up, Xizhou gently hugged Zhai Wangyou, put a mask on her, and the two parted tacitly.

In front of the secret realm, the disciples of the three major sects are all ready to fight.

Only the leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect has not yet arrived.

After waiting for a while, I saw Wang Junting stumbling over, clutching the back of his head.

"Sect Master Wang Shao, everyone has been waiting for a long time, let's enter the secret realm."

Lu Qianlu suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, and lost the chain in the face of major events. The young master of Tianjianzong is really useless.

However, for such a big event in the present world of spiritual weapons, did Tianjianzong send the idiot Wang Junting here?

No, the master said that he would follow into the secret realm, so the suzerain of Tianjianzong most likely had the same plan, and maybe even Zhai Wangyou was there.

In this way, even with Master, the late Nascent Soul, there is no power to fight back against the Heavenly Sword Sect during the two distractions, and it seems that they can only play by ear.

This time it was not as upright as Medicine Sect's, and Faxiang Sect Master directly led the team by himself, perhaps because among the Yao Sect's disciples, except for him, the late Nascent Soul Stage, there was not even a Golden Core Stage disciple. Probably neither.

Wang Junting responded indiscriminately, and looked at the expressionless Xi Zhou, who plotted against him last night, it's abominable.

As soon as the secret realm was opened, people from the three major sects entered in an orderly manner. The people who originally maintained order opened their eyes wide. Why is the number wrong?

Looks like there are four more...

Xi Zhou and Zhou Zhouzi were originally in tandem. After entering the secret realm, she thought they would be scattered everywhere like last time, but found that everyone was teleported to a large hall.

It looks a little familiar, like the top of Mortal Realm, but it's a little different.

She looked around, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, because except for her, everyone stood there with their eyes closed, as if they had been immobilized.

Xi Zhou looked around and found a person wearing black clothes and a mask. It didn't matter. Good guy, four people in black clothes got in here.

She took a deep breath and took off the masks of the three people except Zhai Wangyou.

Sect Master Wang, Guanlan, and an old man who has never seen before.

Looking at the cultivation base again, Sect Master Wang can't see through it, it should be a period of distraction.

Guanlan is in the early stage of Jindan, and the old man is in the Nascent Soul stage like her, but in the later stage.

Xizhou observed the crowd carefully and walked up to Zhai Wangyou.

"Master, can you hear me?"

The person in front of him didn't respond, his eyes were closed, his expression was still indifferent.

Xi Zhou stood there in a daze. What's going on? Could it be some kind of illusion?

She looked at Zhai Wangyou again, but found that the eyelashes of the senior sister were wet at some point, and tears rolled down silently.

Xi Zhou was stunned, and then found that everyone's expressions had changed, some were ferocious, some looked crazy...

She reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of Zhai Wangyou's eyes, and her mind was spinning wildly. Could it be that it was not her illusion, but that everyone here was caught in an illusion.

Then why was he spared.

Because of dream grass?

Xizhou lifted the sleeve of Zhai Wangyou's left hand, and the dream grass was still wrapped around his fair wrist, emitting a lavender light.

She put down her sleeves, and a thought came to her mind, maybe she could take a look in her dream.

But just in case, I still go to other people's dreams first, and then go to the big sister's dream to find a way to wake them up.

She walked in front of Wang Junting, and then fell into a dream,

Xi Zhou's eyes went blank, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw the young Wang Junting pinching a girl's neck, and the girl was obviously out of breath.

Then the scene changed, and the girl was still alive, biting Wang Junting desperately.

Wang Junting pinched the girl's neck again, and the cycle repeated.

Xizhou sees clearly that his dream was the cause. It turned out that Wang Junting was trapped in the illusion of his first murder.

What about the big sister?Cried…

She walked up to Zhai Wangyou in a few steps, concentrating.

In front of me is the room of the senior sister Beishanfeng.

In sight, Zhai Wangyou was sitting on the head of the bed, staring at the flower pot under the purple gold cover, in which was the Dreaming Grass broken in two.

Suddenly, the upper part of the Dream Grass turned into a purple spot of light.

Zhai Wangyou swayed slightly, opened the purple gold cover, and stretched out his hand to grab at the lavender light spot, but he didn't catch anything, he could only watch the light spot slowly disappear.

She reached out to touch the half of the root that didn't disappear, her fingers trembled again and again, but she still didn't dare to touch it.

She thought of something, and covered the purple gold cover with trembling hands, as if she was afraid that the remaining half of the dream grass would also disappear.

Xizhou stared at Zhai Wangyou's dazed eyes, watching the mist quietly filling the eye sockets, and a teardrop fell down.

Two, three, one after another, gradually stained those clear eyes with a touch of blood red.

There was silence in the room, only the extremely suppressed tears, almost no sound.

Xizhou felt pain in her heart when she saw it. Before she came in, she had imagined that the senior sister might be sad for some reason, but she never thought that the reason was herself...

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