Feng Ziying stared coldly at the blue light that was getting farther and farther away with her long and narrow eyes.
When Shang Yuan saw Han Yu and Lin Xiaocha who suddenly disappeared, he froze in place, as if he didn't believe that the majestic Han Yu would take people away so directly.
If Wu'er used her blood to save Han Yu who should have died in the Boneyard, then he should be grateful to her.
But now it seems that it's not just that, the emotions hidden under his indifferent expression when he looked at Wu'er are definitely not as simple as treating his benefactor.
Shang Yuan heard from his master, Jiang Chengzi, that what Han Yu had done for Zhu Yunguo was beyond the imagination of the world.
As for the specific contribution, Master did not say.
Not in the previous life, but also in this life.
It's just that for Zhu Yunguo, he almost sealed up all his emotions and desires.
Once the door of this kind of person's heart is opened, the desires accumulated for thousands of years will be out of control like an avalanche.
But with Han Yu's character, even if the Nine Heavens Xuannv descended to earth, she would not be able to open the door of his heart.
How did Wu'er provoke him
It was Lin Xiaocha's first time riding a sword, and her legs went limp.
Suddenly being lifted onto a long sword that is not as wide as the sole of a foot, three thousand feet above the ground, and flying at such a fast speed, it would be strange not to be afraid.
Lin Xiaocha tightly grasped Han Yu's arm,
"No~ No~ Xianjun~~It's scary~It's too fast~"
And Han Yu put his arms around her waist.
In fact, at the beginning he didn't think of holding her so tightly, but she almost fell off the sword, so he held her tightly.
I didn't expect her waist to be so slender and unbearable to hold.
And her delicate begging voice seemed to be scratching his heart.
Two years ago, although she was still young and immature, she would reveal a natural charm from time to time.
And now that she has grown up, the coquettishness in her bones is even more confusing.
He couldn't help but exert some force on his hand, strangling her even tighter.
She clutched her arm tightly. It can be seen that she has lived a very good life in the past two years. Her hands are soft and boneless, and her wrists are slender and delicate.
With her appearance, she might not even be able to lift a sword.
Returning the sword repair
Thinking of this, a flame surged in his heart.
She was still moaning and begging for mercy.
His well-defined Adam's apple moved up and down, and he said in a deep voice: "It's slow enough."
It is indeed slow enough.
Lin Xiaocha didn't know the average speed of Yujian's flight, what was fast and what was slow.
She looked under her feet.
He shouted again: "It's so high~ I'm afraid of heights~ Xianjun, let me go down~ I'm so scared~"
Han Yu's hand gently moved her around, causing her to turn around.
face yourself.
This way, you can't see your feet, you can't see yourself three thousand feet above the ground, and your fear is slightly relieved.
But as soon as he turned around, the smell of pine needles on him surrounded her.
Although the smell was clear and pleasant, it also made her nervous.
His gaze was squarely on his broad chest.
Her heart beat faster than she saw just now.
At such a close distance, she had to raise her head very high to see his face. Now his cold face is not pretty.
"Xianjun, what's wrong with you?"
It was disgusting for her to ask.
What happened to Han Yu
He is angry.
And lost control in an instant, and carried her to the sword.
The last time she almost lost control was when she climbed into bed to blow her back injury.
But that time he finally held back.
She seems to have this ability to make people lose control.
She shook her eyelashes, blushed and asked timidly, "Xianjun~ Is it wrong for us to do this?"
After she finished speaking, she bit her lip, put her little hand on her chest lightly, and kept a distance from herself, with a look of chastity.
Han Yu frowned, and let go of her slender waist.
Lin Xiaocha just now was just putting on a show, showing her reserve, and setting a distance with him.
But he didn't want him to let go of his hand.
Before he let go of her completely, she was so frightened that she hugged his neck and clung to his body, wishing she could wrap her feet around his lap.
lest you fall yourself.
Han Yu is not afraid of the severe cold and heat, and only wears those two layers of robes, but now it is summer, Lin Xiaocha wears very thinly.
She pressed her whole body against her body, and her protruding breasts also pressed against his body.
Soft yet full.
Compared with the time in the Boneyard, there are some differences.
It made him feel suffocated for a moment.
The hands hanging on both sides loosened and then held, held and loosened again.
The blue veins on the cold white skin also stood out.
And the culprit raised his palm-sized face and looked at himself, "Xianjun, why don't you give me a hug~ We are not afraid of crooked shadows, we can walk upright and sit upright, I think it's very appropriate, very appropriate."
There were stars in her almond eyes.
Hateful and pitiful.
Her plump little mouth seemed to be coated with a layer of honey, making it more translucent under the sun, moist and translucent.
The scent of tea from her breath blew onto her face.
He breathed out an almost hot breath.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and clasped the back of her head.
Those beautiful eyes became darker.
Lin Xiaocha was startled and was about to turn her head away, but his palm was big and his fingers were long, so she couldn't move at all.
His waist was also hugged by him, unable to move.
So I could only symbolically twist my little butt in protest.
This rubbing forced the corners of his eyes to turn red on his perennially cold face, and the hand inserted into her hair became even harder.
Lin Xiaocha's scalp could feel the touch of his cold fingertips.
It made her shudder slightly.
She looked into his glazed eyes, "Xian, Xianjun..."
Then she tightly grasped the clothes on his chest with her small hands.
But suddenly, the back of his head was pinched by his hand, and his entire face was pressed against his broad chest.
I just feel that the temperature on his body is cold and cold for a while, which is very strange.
Han Yu clasped her arm with bulging veins, but he still controlled his strength for fear of hurting her.
Because she is too delicate, if you really pinch it lightly, it will shatter.
But she heard her moaning and chirping in front of her chest: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow...
Han Yu: ...
Lin Xiaocha landed on Shanhaifeng again,
After Han Yu landed, he let go of her as if nothing had happened, the redness at the end of his eyes had receded.
Still that cold and holy look.
The scenery of mountains and sea peaks is too thin to be described as a fairyland on earth.
Such a person, such a scene should only appear in paintings or dreams.
It's hard not to feel refreshed.
But Lin Xiaocha is a vulgar person.
No matter how beautiful it is, it can't be eaten as a meal, and it can't buy Bulgari or Tiffany for her.
But her 100 million can!
Lin Xiaocha was a little angry.
Do not!
She is very angry!
How could he let her be separated from her 100 million just like that
She was about to open her mouth to seek justice for herself.
He slowly moved his eyes to himself, and the cold and powerful aura on his body completely suppressed her.
Let her momentum weaken.
"You are so brave." He said coldly.
Lin Xiaocha was taken aback.
Han Yu used declarative sentences, and the sentences were not turbulent, but the majesty that could not be disobeyed could be heard in the words.
Those with a guilty conscience would kneel on the spot.
But Lin Xiaocha's psychological quality is very strong. Although she was flustered in her heart, she pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice:
"Xianjun, you are so fierce."
Han Yu knew that she had a lot of tricks, but he didn't expect that she also had a lot of eyes and was extremely bold.
His tone did not soften, and he still stared at Lin Xiaocha, "Blood sacrifice to the demon king's egg under my nose?"
At this time, his gaze became even colder.
Lin Xiaocha's heart skipped a beat.
She knew that it might not be good for her to argue now, so she could only admit half of it and lie about it half.
She walked to Han Yu's side, shook his sleeves, and stared at him with starry eyes, "The fairy is so powerful, how did you know it was a demon king's egg at a glance? Look, it looks like a delicious egg now." Duck eggs."
Han Yu glanced at her, raised his long arms, ready to brush away her hand holding his sleeve.
But she didn't want her to immediately change a sleeve and pull it.
Lin Xiaocha said again: "Xiaocha didn't perform a blood sacrifice under your noses. At the Boneyard, Xiaocha cut her hand to save the immortals, and the blood soaked into it unintentionally."
After all, he looked at Han Yu seriously and innocently.
When Han Yu heard this, his eyes softened slightly.
"And after that? For two whole years, you accidentally spilled blood on the eggs on the fifteenth of every month?"
Lin Xiaocha looked at Han Yu in disbelief and said, "Xianjun, where is there such a coincidence in the world?"
Han Yu: ...
Lin Xiaocha continued: "The night you rejected me and ignored me, I was hijacked by the black bear spirit. At that time, there was a lot of danger, and I accidentally learned that the egg of the demon king would not hatch until the blood sacrifice on the fifteenth day of every month. Xiaocha Cha's talent is dull, and his spiritual roots are not good. I thought that if there is a demon king by my side, no one would dare to bully me."
As soon as she finished speaking, two lines of clear tears flowed down, but she didn't seem to dare to cry out, she bit her trembling lower lip, and let the tears drip onto the grass.
Han Yu recalled that stormy night, the accident she suffered because of her own negligence.
His expression suddenly became a bit more complicated, and he said lightly, "Don't bite your lip."
Only then did Lin Xiaocha come to her senses, and loosened her teeth.
But she was really nervous just now, biting a bit harder, leaving tooth marks on her pink lips.
Han Yu looked at it, sighed lightly, and swallowed back all the things that he wanted to force her to ask.
Lin Xiaocha saw that his expression was relaxed, but she was still a little panicked, no, there are more changes in Yushan Mountain than she imagined.
If it doesn't work, she can only abandon the car to protect the handsome man, and marry Shang Yuan as soon as possible, and let's talk about it after taking 100 million.
For the rest of your life, save some money.
Ugh…
The money is too wasted.
By the way, there is another 500,000 for Feng Ziying.
It's really impossible to finish Jin Zhifeng's two million before leaving, anyway, it's just a short shot, it's a pity to give up.
Finally, the system couldn't help it again: [Host, you're going on like this endlessly, I'm afraid you might lose the big.]
Lin Xiaocha: [Alright, alright, you are right.]
Lin Xiaocha said seriously: "Xianjun, Xiaocha really didn't expect to make such a big fuss with my egg today, I decided not to hatch it anymore."
"When Xianjun split the earth with his sword, I was deeply impressed by you. I felt that the sword cultivator was heroic. Since I no longer hatch my eggs, I think I should go to Shang Xianjun to learn swords."
Han Yu looked a little colder, she didn't want to learn swords, she just wanted to go to Shang Yuan.
Shang Yuan is indeed a great swordsman, but he is worse than himself.
Her attitude towards Shang Yuan was the same as she treated herself two years ago.
Thinking of this, he felt a pain in his heart, and rubbed his temples with his slender fingers.
Lin Xiaocha raised her eyes slowly, and asked tentatively, "Xianjun, you won't let me go."
Han Yu glanced at her, "I brought you here just to ask about the demon king's egg. Where do you want to go, I won't interfere."
Lin Xiaocha breathed a sigh of relief.
Han Yu drew a talisman, "The past is his Buzhou Peak."
Lin Xiaocha bid farewell to Han Yu, and happily bounced towards the Fumen.
Han Yu's face darkened even more.
He said indifferently: "It's just that if the sixth elder wants to throw your demon king's egg, whether Shang Yuan can protect it or not depends on its fortune."
Lin Xiaocha froze when she stepped over the Fumen's leg.