[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

It didn't know when it suddenly rained last night, the drizzle was lingering, and it gently knocked on the window casement, and even the room seemed to smell some cool air.Wu Qun was in poor health and had always slept lightly, waking up before dawn.She leaned against the side of the couch and sat quietly for a while, and opened the window after she was done washing up.

But he didn't expect that there was already a person standing outside the door in such weather.

The young man in Taoist robes of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi stood outside the door with his sword in his hand, his expression peaceful.

Some drizzle fell on his shoulders, and he seemed to have stood for a long time.Wu Qun couldn't help being a little surprised:

"Why didn't the Taoist priest call Ah Qun?"

The girl in the white cloak is just an ordinary dress, the white belt is loosely tied around her neck, against the raven-feathered temples, but her complexion looks like snow.

Qi Jin glanced at her lips that had recovered their blood color, and slightly looked away: "Seeing that you were tired yesterday, I wanted to let you sleep more."

Although he looks indifferent and stubborn, but if he treats people well, he is rare and gentle.

Wu Qun let out a "puchi" laugh, Qi Jin paused for a moment with his fingertips, and saw that pair of watery eyes that were as bright as the moon looked softly at him.

"Thank you, Daoist."

When she said this, she blinked lightly again, the arcs at the end of her eyes looked like crabapples in spring/day, bright and moving.

Qi Jin's heart moved, but he forced himself to look away from her face, coughed lightly and said slowly:

"Are you feeling better today?"

She was also a little uncomfortable this morning, and there was a faint bloodstain on her delicate palm, which was still pink.But hearing Qi Jin ask this, he quietly hid his palm in his sleeve.She bent her eyes as if nothing had happened: "Ah Qun is fine, she is much better today."

Her tone was brisk, but Qi Jin's expression sank.

"Hand out."

The stern Taoist voice on the opposite side was cold, Wu Qun was taken aback, curled up her fingers hidden in her sleeves slightly, and stretched them out carefully after seeing the unquestionable eyes of the man.

There were some small cuts in the white and tender palms, which were red and looked a little pitiful.

Qi Jin took out a small bottle of medicine from his bosom, and gently rubbed it on.

His fingertips are neither light nor heavy, and there is a slight coolness in the fingertips where he has practiced swords all the year round.

Wu Qun secretly glanced at the Taoist priest who lowered his head, and asked in a low voice, "Are you angry?"

Qi Jin didn't speak, but paused slightly when he stroked the deepest wound, and said after a long time:

"Don't do this again in the future."

He lowered his head and couldn't see the look in his eyes clearly, but his tone was a bit cold.

Wu Qun suddenly bent her lips: "Why is the Taoist priest so nice to A Qun?"

The black-haired and snow-skinned beauty on the opposite side smiled with curved pupils, like the brightest sunrise on Huashan Mountain, which was unspeakably magnificent in the smog and drizzle.

The lonely young man withdrew his hand silently, but did not answer this question.Because maybe he himself didn't understand why Qi Jin, who always obeyed the rules, went crazy.

Luo Feng stood on the edge of the cliff in the back mountain for a long time.

Ever since Master defected back then, Jingxu's lineage has declined in Chunyang Palace.Although there are sect masters helping each other in private, the identities of the disciples are still embarrassing.

Thinking of hearing the sect master talk about his wife the day before yesterday, Luo Feng felt gloomy.

She doesn't look well?

With this thought, the scene of her being pale and weakly leaning against his arms yesterday could not be erased.

Luo Feng stays in Chunyang Palace all the year round, although he has assumed the responsibility of taking care of his juniors and juniors early on, but he has never been so close to a woman.

Thinking of the faint scent of snow lotus on that person's body, Luo Feng quickly changed his mind.

The drizzle that has been lingering since last night did not stop until noon.

After Qi Jin settled the carriage, he gently carried Wu Qun into the carriage.

Although it was not the first time to hug her, the inexplicable feeling became more serious today.After retracting his hand, Qi Jin stroked the soft touch of his fingertips, his expression unpredictable.

The carriage had slowly left the mist, and the young Taoist priest who had hidden his sword behind the door slowly came out.

Luo Feng hesitated a few times, but still felt a little timid about that weak teacher.The footsteps that were supposed to go back to the dojo paused slightly, and came here unconsciously.

Seeing Qi Jin tighten his grip on the sword when he hugged her into the carriage, and hearing the two talk about Wanhua Valley, he felt relieved for some reason.

Luo Feng thought that he was just grievance on behalf of the master, and suppressed that thought as soon as it arose.

Looking at the carriage going away, he sighed slightly:

'Is she going to Wanhua Valley for medical treatment? '

The courtyard was silent, but no one answered.

Huashan Mountain is not far from Qinling Mountains. It is already spring at this time, and the mountain flowers are blooming along the way.

Wu Qun got up early, and when she sniffed the moisture after the rain, she felt a little tired, and even some mist appeared in her eyes.

In Qi Jin's eyes, she looked like a lazy snow cat, her complexion softened a little.

"Go to sleep when you're tired."

His voice is light, gentle but not fake, which is very different from the indifference when talking to others.

Wu Qun tilted her head and looked at him, slightly bending her eyes.

The carriage walked quietly, even if there were some minor troubles, they were solved by Qi Jin calmly.

Wu Qun felt like she had just slept, and the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers had arrived.

Qi Jin stood outside the car and waited for a while, and then hugged her down with his cloak when her drowsiness subsided.

Wu Qun was wrapped in a cloak, and she could smell a faint fragrance of flowers, which was really attractive.Then quietly stuck his head out of the man's arms.

She fixed her eyes lightly on the flower in the arms of the opposite person, looking a little strange.

Pei Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Can you smell it?"

Wu Qun glanced at the elegant man in black and nodded slightly.

This flower was collected from Tianzhu a month ago. Only the dying can smell the fragrance. Pei Yuan glanced at the stern and silent Taoist priest, and said lightly: "Bring her in."

The fragrance of Chinese herbal medicine in this medicine hut dilutes the discomfort just now.

Wu Qun quietly watched the man in black put the flower pot by the window, and turned around after watering it.

"How long have you been sick?"

Pei Yuan asked lightly.

Men in this world almost lost their minds when they saw her, but it was as if he hadn't seen that beautiful face, his eyes remained the same.

Wu Qun seemed to be a little afraid of him, she tightened her grip on the long robe beside her slightly, and waited for a big cold hand to slowly cover it before replying in a low voice, "Ten years."

After the girl finished speaking, she stared straight at the pearl on the upper of the shoe, her slender eyelashes fluttered like a small fan, and her bright lips were bitten with blood.

Such a gesture is really touching.

Qi Jin's eyes darkened, thinking of her dependence on him when she first met him, her heart softened.

"Is there any solution for her cold syndrome?"

The Taoist priest with a stern face asked.

Pei Yuan glanced at the weak girl with a half-smile: "Of course."

It was dark.

Wu Qun gathered up her white cloak, lay down in front of the window and looked at the sea of ​​flowers outside the door.

Qi Jin had already left two hours ago, and one of the medicines prescribed by Pei Yuan was extremely rare, so she had to go to Kongwu Peak to look for it, and she was left alone in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

The sea of ​​flowers in front of my eyes is clustered, although it is an extremely rare beauty, but if I look at it for a long time, I will feel a little tired.

Wu Qun sighed, and slowly poured the decoction in her hand into the flowers.

The medicine is warm and cool, but also has the effect of strengthening the root. It is perfect for watering flowers.

"This medicine is not bitter."

A faint voice suddenly came from behind.

Wu Qun turned around lightly, and saw the elegant young man in black leaning quietly on the threshold.

He was born good-looking, and there was a kind of elegance in his posture.

Wu Qun looked at him with squinted eyes: "Why didn't you expose me?"

The girl's voice was soft and soft, it sounded like broken snow and dust, making people narrow their eyes slightly.

Pei Yuan raised his eyebrows lightly: "Expose what?"

"Is it because your illness is not a cold syndrome brought out by your mother's womb, or is it caused by your qigong practice?"

His tone was mild and gentle, but hit the nail on the head.

Wu Qun chuckled, and slowly walked over from the window.

She was wearing a white cloak, but the bottom of the skirt was in full bloom, swaying and swaying in the redness of the setting sun.Men will always see her snowy jade-like ankles and delicate silver bells on them.

"You can tell him everything."

The beauty with black hair and snow skin approached his ear and whispered.

Her tone was cold, reflecting the gentle and tender look on her face, which was breathtaking for no reason.

When I first saw it, I thought it was a weak dodder flower, but I didn't expect it to have poisonous vines with thorns.

Pei Yuan's face was calm, but his eyes were full of amusement.