It's easy to undress and difficult to change...
Xiao Ran sighed inwardly.
Considering that this was a great feat of earning filial piety, although it was dangerous, he still gritted his teeth and walked to the hot spring in the rain.
When I approached the pond, I saw that the red color of the pond was like splashing ink, dotted with peach mist, scattered by the drizzle, and finally washed away by the running water...
However, there is an endless stream of Yin Hong splashed with ink, and it is never clear.
Master closed his eyes slightly, his face was pale, almost bloodless, his blue silk was wet from the drizzle, and it was wetly draped on his shoulders, with a bamboo wine jug in his hand, drooping by the pool, as if he had no strength to even lift wine.
There were many peach petals gathered around her body, but they did not disappear.
Xiao Ran felt a chill in his heart.
Bullshit!
Women come to menstruation and drink in the rain
Have you spoiled your body like that
If you are distracted, you can blow off the drizzle with just a single thought, and warm up a bar with just a few breaths
Xiao Ran squatted down quickly, pressed the left neck vein of Shizun, and carefully observed her physical condition.
In addition to the side effects of the medicinal bath prepared by the master, the injury of the master was much heavier than she imagined.
It is obviously the aftermath of the large-scale and high-intensity use of the tidal swordsmanship.
In addition, the peach blossom drizzle caused melancholy, and the malt sake was easy to be sad. Master, she thought too much and completely forgot her bad physical condition.
So much so now that the weak one has to speak with a strong tone, and the peach blossoms gathered with mana are about to spread out...
Xiao Ran hurriedly took out the bathrobe from the stone-cracked wardrobe, wrapped it around Shizun's body, and helped her out of the pool.
Holding the bathrobe on his right arm, Xiao Ran's palm trembled, and a warm resonance force merged into his blood, impacting the limbs of the master.
Xiao Ran's palm trembled after learning the full medical level, and the power of resonance had a more targeted curative effect on the acupuncture points of the whole body than the previous power of resonance.
At the same time, Xiao Ran's palm also dries up the pool water in the bathrobe.
Ling Zhouyue's body became hot, and she weakly opened her tired brows.
"You're here..."
"I am here."
Xiao Ran's voice was low and warm.
At the same time, in an extremely dexterous way, he put a robe and a green robe on the master in the bathrobe, and only touched her shoulders and arms the whole time.
"Am I ashamed?"
Xiao Ran smiled.
Shizun is not ashamed, and even for a moment, he actually saw a touch of tenderness and naivety from Shizun.
It is far from the usual powerful and free master.
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He thought to himself, no matter how powerful the master is and how free and easy he is like a man, he is still a woman at heart.
"Master is in such a situation because he took Jiaodan for his disciples to refine Qi and inherit swords. How can you be ashamed?"
Ling Zhouyue leaned on Xiao Ran's shoulder, her eyes narrowed slightly.
As the sword-wielding elder, she has a distinguished status and powerful strength. Everyone is 1.6 meters tall... This is the first time she realizes that Xiao Ran is actually taller than her.
She raised her head by half, and holding her by her side made her feel astonished.
"Master told you about Jiaodan?"
"I guessed it myself."
Xiao Ran put on her bamboo shoes and walked into the bamboo forest with her support.
"How can I not know that the Jiaodan powder of the integrated state is integrated into the Qihai Dan wall? Looking at the whole sect, how many people can easily get the Jiaodan in the integrated state?"
Xiao Ran's tone was congratulatory and awe-inspiring, but Ling Zhouyue felt that it was a shame that she was so embarrassed after taking a body-fitted jiaodan.
In order to save face, she pouted and told the truth.
"If I hadn't encountered the hordes of beasts and beasts in the Jindan realm, and the black dragons in the mere integration realm, how could it have made me so embarrassed?"
Underworld!
Beast tide!
Jindan!
Xiao Ran can't understand what the beast tide is.
More than one million ferocious beasts are dispatched in groups, which is a beast tide.
In the realm of self-cultivation, there are often Jindan cultivators who are swallowed by the tide of qi-refining beasts, and Nascent Soul bosses are also trapped by the large-scale qi-refining beast tide...
This is just a tide of spirit beasts and beasts in the Qi-refining realm, and it is also an ordinary beast tide that has not yet transformed into a ghost.
And what Master encountered was the tide of ghostly beasts in the Jindan realm!
Nether beasts are a type of spirit beasts infected with the poison, but their combat power is much stronger than ordinary spirit beasts, and they are also much more difficult to deal with.
Its beast pills and flesh were polluted by dark poison, lost its economic value, and could not reach the cherished material like the dark core.
In the end of the Dharma era, when cultivators encounter ghost beasts, they will hide and walk away. They rarely attack ghost beasts. When encountering ghost beasts, they can only hide in place, hoping that the beast tide will pass soon before they can save their lives.
As a result, when the master encountered the tide of beasts and beasts in the Jindan realm, he was able to retreat completely
Xiao Ran was shocked in his heart, but he asked tentatively:
"With the master's cultivation level, even if you encounter a tide of beasts and beasts in the Golden Core Realm, you can hide for a few more days and be safe?"
"These beast hordes smelled the blood of the flooded dragons. They ate the flesh of the flooded dragons and wanted the pills. I killed them all at once."
all killed...
killed…
now...
In an instant, Xiao Ran's face was pale, as if he had lost his soul.
That's millions of creatures!
How-dare-you!
cough cough.
The point is, the beasts and beasts in the Jindan realm, even the big bosses in the Mahayana realm have to be carefully weighed. Why did you kill them all
How can this naive master be so delicate and naive, this is the killing god of Chiluoluo!
Xiao Ran's body froze in place, the image of the master was infinitely elevated in his heart, as if his gesture of supporting the master was an insult to her great strength.
He stopped suddenly.
However, Ling Zhouyue instinctively continued to move forward, losing Xiao Ran's support, suddenly her body softened, and she fell on the spot—
Only then did Xiao Ran react, the soles of his feet suddenly exploded, his figure flashed, and he raised his hand to catch the fallen body of the master!
Leaning on the back of Shizun's neck with his left shoulder, wrapping his left hand around the soft and flexible waist, and wrapping his right hand around his knees and calf, showing the hugging posture on the Gone with the Wind poster...
good guy!
In just an instant, Ling Zhouyue's eyes turned red, her figure rolled up, she suddenly bounced away, and dazedly slashed at Xiao Ran with a sword.
brush-
Bamboo leaves flew, pikas fled, and the vast spiritual pressure washed the whole mountain.
The icy blade stopped an inch away from Xiao Ran's neck, and the vast sword wind blew Xiao Ran's clothes and hair flying.
Xiao Ran's neck froze, like falling into an ice cellar, as if his head was in a different place.
Ling Zhouyue's face was pale and her figure was vain, she forcibly stabilized her body and said, the dark red blood gurgled down the roots of her legs...
"This is an instinctive reaction. If you touch my body casually, it will kill you."
Xiao Ran was calm, he could see how strong the master's instinctive sword was!
And in such a weak situation, it is difficult for Master to even stand. How much effort did it take to stop this sword.
Continue to let it go, even if it is cured, the root of the disease will fall deeper.
Thinking like this, Xiao Ran raised his hand and pushed aside the blade, took a bold step forward, and hugged Master's cold, soft body again.
"Idiot, what are you doing!"
Ling Zhouyue's eyes widened, she couldn't believe it was her apprentice.
Do you really want to die
She grabbed Xiao Ran's broad and sturdy back, her fingertips pierced the Tsing Yi, embedded in the flesh and blood, and pressed against the ribs, barely resisting the urge to draw the sword again.
Xiao Ran endured the severe pain, ignoring his master's instinctive swordsmanship, hugged her firmly, and walked quickly towards the disciple's room.
"If you want to kill or cut, you can do whatever you want."
Her pupils were slightly condensed, the blood in her eyes disappeared, Ling Zhouyue's body softened, and she suddenly let go of her pale slender hands.
The cold sword fell in the bamboo forest.