The lights inside the door were off, and no light could come through the crack in the door. The corridor was pitch black and silent, with only the occasional snoring of the neighbor next door being particularly noticeable.
She must have fallen asleep, Luo Jinxiao sighed, smelled the alcohol on himself, and prepared to go back to the room to take a shower.
Just as she turned around, she heard a loud noise in the house, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground. She stopped abruptly and turned back to knock on Qu Weiyin's door.
"Junior Master? Junior Master!" She called out twice, but there was still no movement in the house. She became anxious and slapped the door with her palm. Her spiritual power cut off the bolt, and the wooden door creaked open.
She rushed into the room and saw Qu Weiyin lying on the bed in the moonlight, with one hand behind her ear and her brows tightly furrowed, as if she was in a nightmare. What had just fallen to the ground was the Crescent Moon and Star Sword, and the sword spirit that had been thrown out was lying on the ground, rubbing its buttocks.
Luo Jinxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief. She closed the door and tiptoed to Qu Weiyin's bed, wanting to cover her with the quilt.
Unexpectedly, the sword spirit jumped up from the ground, opened its mouth and bit Luo Jinxiao's hand, leaving a small tooth mark on her white hand.
Luo Jinxiao felt pain, hissed, and withdrew his hand.
"Get out, you are not welcome here." Although the sword spirit was small, it sounded quite ferocious when it shouted.
"Is Junior Master not feeling well? I see why she looks so pale." Luo Jinxiao squatted down, looked at Qu Weiyin's face, and then touched her smooth forehead.
It doesn't look like he's sick.
"If you really care about her, just stay away from her. It will save her from more troubles." The sword spirit seemed very dissatisfied with her and spoke with disdain in every word.
Luo Jinxiao ignored the sword spirit. She was frightened by the noise just now, and the little bit of drunkenness she felt disappeared instantly. She was much more sober now.
She stretched out her hand and poured the silver-white spiritual power into Qu Weiyin's body for investigation.
The immortal veins were strong and the spiritual power was abundant, but among these spiritual powers, there were bursts of black air mixed in, which was constantly competing with the spiritual power, trying to occupy the magpie's nest. Even though Qu Weiyin was powerful, the evil energy was also growing day by day, and the time when it could compete with the spiritual power was just around the corner.
The evil spirit suddenly surged, Qu Weiyin frowned tightly, her beautiful eyebrows twisted into a "川" shape, she whispered in pain, her jade-like body curled up into a ball, she held her hands in her arms, like a child seeking safety.
Seeing her in pain, Luo Jinxiao felt even more heartbroken. She turned her palms over, retracted her spiritual power, and tried to absorb the demonic energy into her body.
"Hey, hey, hey, are you stupid? That's demonic energy!" The sword spirit hurriedly tried to stop him. Before he got close to Luo Jinxiao, he heard a soft groan. Luo Jinxiao suddenly felt a dull pain in his chest and almost vomited blood.
She immediately changed from half squatting to half kneeling, with her hands on the edge of the bed.
The evil energy was indeed evil energy. Not only was she unable to absorb it out at all, she almost broke her heart and lungs.
"Two lunatics." The sword spirit was stunned and cursed.
After Luo Jinxiao recovered, he asked from the side, "How long has she been like this?"
"Ever since I killed that old man Qu, it's been like this almost every night. I either don't sleep, or if I do sleep I'm unconscious and can only be normal the next morning."
"Okay, okay, go away now. I still don't like you. Go away!" The sword spirit grabbed the flesh on Luo Jinxiao's arm and dragged her out the door.
Luo Jinxiao's eyebrows trembled when she pulled him. Just as he took a few steps back, he heard Qu Weiyin suddenly turn over and muttered, "Luo Jinxiao..."
When Luo Jinxiao heard his name, he stopped immediately, pushed the sword spirit to the side, and returned to the bed again.
Qu Weiyin's onion-like palm was groping in the air. Luo Jinxiao raised her hand and she grabbed it, which stopped her panic in her sleep.
"Don't die." She suddenly said, her tone very sad, her eyelashes trembling, her white teeth biting her red lips, her hair scattered and stuck to her forehead, she was also incredibly beautiful.
"I'm not dead, I'm here." Luo Jinxiao felt heartbroken seeing her like this, but didn't know what to do.
What was she dreaming about? How could a dignified Demon Lord be so frightened
Qu Weiyin heard Luo Jinxiao's voice in her dream, and then she calmed down and curled up into a ball again. Her slender waist and shoulders were outlined by the red dress, making her look delicate and beautiful.
She was so defenseless now, clutching Luo Jinxiao's sleeve tightly, lying on the bed.
Qu Weiyin seemed to be half asleep and half awake, her eyes were even slightly open, but everything in front of her was hazy and she couldn't see anything clearly. The evil energy was crawling slowly around her body like a black worm.
Luo Jinxiao saw it all and was worried.
She wanted to pour a cup of Yunwu tea for Qu Weiyin, but as soon as she stood up, someone grabbed her waist from behind. Qu Weiyin was so strong that she was pulled back a few steps and staggered to sit on the bed.
The sword spirit screamed and quickly covered her eyes with her small hands.
"Junior Master!" Luo Jinxiao was suddenly embraced by her hot arms. He called out in a low voice, his face turning red from his ears to his neck.
Qu Weiyin's body was truly beautiful, soft, charming and graceful. He held her so tightly that she had no strength to resist.
She didn't have any passion/desire in her arms, she hugged Luo Jinxiao as if she was hugging a jade pillow, but Luo Jinxiao was not like that. She just stood there in a daze, not daring to move.
All the wine she had just drunk had now flooded into her brain. She felt that her huge head was half Qu Weiyin and half wine. If she shook it, it would become a beautiful paste.
"Stay with me." Qu Weiyin opened her mouth.
Her voice was hoarse and seductive, like the most insane drug, one could not escape even if one wanted to.
Qu Weiyin suddenly exerted force and pushed Luo Jinxiao down on the bed. She leaned over in front of her and tried hard to open her eyes, as if she wanted to see Luo Jinxiao's face clearly. Finally, she gave up and poked Luo Jinxiao's mouth with her smooth fingertips.
The sword spirit saw this scene through his fingers, and while muttering "absurd" he ran around in panic, covering his face with his hands, and dived into the Crescent Moon and Star Sword, refusing to come out again.
Luo Jinxiao tensed his body, pursed his lips tightly, and dared not speak.
She suddenly felt hot all over, not knowing whether it was because she was shy at the sight of Qu Weiyin, or because she was affected by the scorching temperature in the room.
Qu Weiyin pressed Luo Jinxiao hard and said in a soft, soft voice that was too soft to be heard clearly, "Afraid."
Just when Luo Jinxiao thought she was going to do something, Qu Weiyin's body suddenly softened, and she buried her head in Luo Jinxiao's shoulders and neck. The sound of soft breathing was heard, along with the spray of hot air.
Luo Jinxiao then relaxed his body like her, raised his hand and touched himself, he was already sweating profusely.
This time, Qu Weiyin finally broke free from the nightmare. There was no more evil spirit lingering around her body. She slept very soundly, but her hands were still tightly grasping Luo Jinxiao's sleeves, and she couldn't pull them free no matter how hard she tried.
Luo Jinxiao was afraid of waking her up, so he didn't dare to use any force. In the end, he had to lie down as he was and calm the crazy beating in his heart.
Qu Weiyin's body was surprisingly soft after she fell asleep, and her furry hair fluttered in the breeze that came from nowhere, making people feel very itchy.
Luo Jinxiao still didn't dare to twist. Now, if she just tilted her head slightly, she could see Qu Weiyin's lips as red as fresh fruit, her breath as fragrant as orchid, charming and bright.
She sighed softly, her mind in a mess. The moonlight outside had disappeared, and she fell asleep in a daze without knowing when.
The next morning, the dawn light illuminated the cottage with a hint of red from the morning glow, and the dust on the ground was blown up and floated in the beam of light.
Qu Weiyin opened her eyes, which were hazy at first, then clear again.
She suddenly felt something was wrong and propped herself up with her hands. What she saw was Luo Jinxiao's sleeping face. She almost screamed out loud and quickly turned into a beam of light and fell to the ground. She took a few steps back and hit her back against the door.
She looked at Luo Jinxiao in astonishment and stood there in a daze.
Luo slept lightly tonight and was naturally woken up. She stood up with a somersault and wanted to explain to Qu Weiyin, but she waved her hand and set up a barrier in front of her.
"Why are you here?" Her eyes were wide open, her hands clenched tightly and behind her back.
"Yesterday, I just broke in because I was worried that something might happen to my junior master-master. I, I definitely don't have any improper thoughts." Luo Jinxiao raised his hands and stammered.
"Then why are you here, in my bed." Qu Weiyin looked flustered. She looked at the messy bed and tried her best to calm herself down and not think too much.
"It was Junior Master who wouldn't let me leave last night. I didn't insist on staying." Luo Jinxiao found it difficult to speak for the first time and explained with a wry smile.
Qu Weiyin's face turned pale with anger when she heard this. She gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice, "Nonsense, how could I, how could I be so ignorant of my limits!"
Seeing that she couldn't explain it clearly, Luo Jinxiao spread her hands and said, "Uncle Master, think carefully about what you dreamed about last night. Do you have any recollection of it? It must have been a nightmare, and that's why you were so groggy that you mistook the dream for reality."
Qu Weiyin lowered her clear phoenix eyes, and her expression suddenly became unnatural.
Luo Jinxiao tilted his head to look at her expression, and suddenly smiled, his thin lips curled into a crescent shape, and said thoughtfully: "Little Master Uncle kept calling me last night, maybe he had a dream..."
Before she could finish her words, Qu Weiyin covered her mouth and said viciously, "Shut up. If you continue talking, believe it or not, I will go back to Wuhui Sect right now, and you can go find the Sect Master on your own!"
Luo Jinxiao immediately shut up obediently, but with a smile still on his lips, he stared at Qu Weiyin's wet eyes after waking up early.
Qu Weiyin got goosebumps from being stared at by her. She quickly retracted her jade fingers and instead grasped the Crescent Moon and Star Sword.
"Okay, where are we going? Has the sect leader sent any news?" Qu Weiyin no longer looked at Luo Jinxiao, and his tone returned to calm and indifferent.
Luo Jinxiao made such a fuss yesterday. He had said what he needed to say and thought what he needed to think. Now he would be smart not to mention it again. After all, there is still a long way to go.
She obediently took out the handkerchief, only to see that the sun-like pattern originally painted on it had changed into another shape.
Qu Weiyin looked at the pattern indifferently for a while, then asked, "Chang Mi?"
Changmi is a vast, endless, extremely cold land in the northwest, with constant wind and snow all year round. It is deserted and uninhabited, with few birds or animals. It is often used to exile and imprison evildoers or demons.
In addition, it is also the favorite place for disciples of many sects to train. Although it is bitter and cold, there are many monsters and demons, and they can easily get a lot of elixirs and spiritual stones to help their cultivation.
I just don’t know what to do next now that the sect leader asked them to go to Changmi.
But if you are lucky, you might be able to meet a tree demon. The relationship between the tree demon and Xiuxiu is really bumpy. Luo Jinxiao always seems to see himself in them, so he always wants to help.
"Since it is the Sect Master's intention, then let's go." Qu Weiyin said. She raised her hand and put away the sword. Her originally disheveled black hair was wrapped in a golden light and soon tied into a light bun behind her. Part of her black hair hung down, shining like brocade.
"Junior Master, do you really want to accompany me?" Luo Jinxiao grinned and moved closer to Qu Weiyin, but Qu Weiyin turned his head away.
"You thought that you could handle everything after your cultivation improved, but when something went wrong, you still had to ask me to save you. It's not worth it." Qu Weiyin's tone was not very friendly, as if she had not yet gotten over the anger of being "flirted with" just now.
She glanced at Luo Jinxiao, her red robe swirling in the wind, and she walked out the door.
Luo Jinxiao knew her temper. Even though she was treated so harshly, she couldn't help but laugh. She stood there and touched her face, her almond eyes slightly curved and her lips curled up in a faint smile.
She jumped up and chased after him: "Then Junior Master still has to protect me, right?"
"roll."