She looked like she didn't understand the world, and she seemed to do everything from the heart, but at this moment, it gave "Qin Feng" a little headache.
If he changed the occasion, in his capacity, he would throw this annoying little monster thousands of miles away with a wave of his hand.
However, the Qingyun Sword Sect had something he wanted, and his original identity was too sensitive, and if he failed, it would cause a big storm in the world of cultivating immortals, so he could only bear with her.
"Okay, you call me benefactor, right?" "Qin Feng" who made up his mind looked Ziruo at Xia Qiu.
His eyes flickered, Xia Qiu nodded innocently, but he never let go of the hand that was holding the hem of his clothes.
"Then you can help me with one thing first. You go in that direction. There is a cabin with the secrets I want. It's just that my identity is secret now, so it's inconvenient to go there, and you may be the one who can help me."
"Man... what's your name?" He asked suddenly after speaking solemnly.
"Xia Qiu, my name is Xia Qiu. Benefactor." Xia Qiu's eyes were bright, and she seemed eager to try.
"Well...then Xia Qiu, go, I'll wait for your good news." Pulling the hem of the clothes from her hand, Qin Feng's figure disappeared in front of Xia Qiu.
"Benefactor! I will definitely help you!" Pretentiously shouted in the direction where "Qin Feng" was leaving, and covered his lips as if afraid of attracting attention.
Xia Qiu looked at the leaving figure of the man in the bamboo forest staggered, and continued to move forward...
The red lips covered under her hands suddenly hooked, and Xia Qiu also took revenge for that ridicule. If it wasn't for Shenhun who secretly checked that there was no one around, she would not have thought of using silly white sweets to add some trouble to that man.
The bamboo forest cabin, looked around, and quickly locked the direction of the cabin.
The wooden house exists, but it doesn't look like what "Qin Feng" said, there is something in it that he wants but can't get.
This was just an excuse for him, he didn't need to be close to Xia Qiu to know, but she still came "obediently".
Walking in swaggeringly, "accidentally" broke several restrictions of the wooden house, and walked around the wooden house again.
Thinking back on the plot, Xia Qiu casually placed restraints around the small courtyard to hide her breath, and then found out the hemp rope that Qin Feng had bound her and put it aside.
She first cared about her cultivation, and then waited until sunset, when she finally noticed someone approaching the wooden house, carefully distinguishing the familiar Qin Feng and Chu Yiwen.
Smiling slightly, Xia Qiu snapped her fingers, and the hemp rope seemed to be alive, binding herself to her body, and she lay on her side on the ground in the middle of the wooden house.
"Senior brother, has anyone been here? Why is this restriction broken?" Chu Yiwen looked around and panicked.
He knew that Qin Feng hid the flower demon here, but judging by the appearance, why does it look like someone has been to the wooden house? If anyone sees and exposes it, then Qin Feng will be charged with harboring demons!
Before he could say it, "Qin Feng" could tell, but his actual cultivation level was not comparable to that of Chu Yiwen, so he could naturally detect that the remaining aura on the magic circle belonged to that "little flower demon" from before.
His eyes were a little gloomy, "Qin Feng" didn't say much, he walked towards the wooden house in big strides, easily broke the hidden restriction near the wooden house, but he was a little angry.
He just let her go because he sensed the aura of the old man, but he didn't expect that flower demon to be so ignorant. There are at least tens of thousands of monks and monsters who died in his hands. If the flower demon seeks his own death, he doesn't mind giving her a ride!
"Brother, be careful!" Chu Yiwen wanted to mend the restraint first, but seeing Qin Feng was in such a hurry, he hurriedly followed, for fear that something might happen to him in the wooden house...
On the floor of the wooden house, the red clothes were dazzling, and the snow-white skin exposed by the hemp rope, with a smooth and alluring charm, rushed directly into Chu Yiwen's eyes.
Beside Chu Yiwen, "Qin Feng" had a deep expression.