Chapter 122 Qingcheng School

"Don't--" Yang Xueyi exclaimed, and it was too late for her to react. I felt that the bottom of the skirt was empty, and a cool breeze blew in. She used all her strength to break away from Li Mu. However, Li Mu's hands are like a pair of gentle pliers, holding her snow-white slender legs tightly. No matter how hard she struggles, it doesn't help. She was held like a child by Li Mu.

If there is a mouse hole on the ground now, Yang Xueyi would rather be a mouse and get in.

Compared with last night, it may not be anything now, but last night was in a confused and uninformed situation, but now, Yang Xueyi really feels Li Mu and feels extremely shy.

"If you move again, I will throw you here." Li Mu was furious and shouted.

Yang Xueyi curled up like an aggrieved little white rabbit. Now she maintains this most shy posture, even if Yang Xueyi herself dares not open her eyes, for fear of seeing a person in front of her and looking straight at her shameful place.

Fortunately, Li Mu is still honest and hasn't moved his hands. And ahead is a dull wall.

After a long time, I still didn't hear the sound of water. Yang Xueyi said anxiously with a crying voice, "I, I can't pee."

Li Mu couldn't help rolling his eyes and said helplessly, "Imagine that you are now in an uninhabited valley with waterfalls left, surrounded by the sound of gurgling streams. You play in the water, and the sound of the water is very beautiful..."

"Xi--"

Yang Xueyi listened to Li Mu's soft voice and seemed to have been really taken to the valley described by Li Mu. She forgot her current embarrassment and a water arrow shot out quickly.

Why is his voice so beautiful? A strange idea flashed in Yang Xueyi's mind, but it was soon denied by herself.

After finishing the arrangement, Li Mu didn't care whether Yang Xueyi agreed or disagreed, so she went to lift her leggings.

Yang Xueyi shouted hurriedly, "Wait, wait!"

"What's wrong?" Li Mu was stunned and thought that she hadn't finished peeing, so she took back to her previous posture.

Yang Xueyi's face is burning, no, her whole body is burning, and her face is red as if she is bleeding.

She didn't know what to say. Her voice was extremely low and she said shyly, "Further, I still need to wipe it." If it hadn't been for Li Mu's excellent hearing, this sentence would definitely not have been heard.

Li Mu said "Oh" and secretly called women is troublesome. Let's just dump it twice after we finish. How simple it is.

If you want to think about it, you have to do it. I searched all over my body, but I didn't find a silk scarf.

Yang Xueyi said shyly, "I have it here."

Li Mu groped a silk scarf around her waist, controlled her slightly trembling hands, recited the Qingxin curse, quickly wiped it there randomly twice, and then lifted her leggings as if running for life. After all this, Li Mu found that he had just forgotten to breathe, and there was sweat on his forehead.

And Yang Xueyi was so ashamed that she had nothing to say at this time. She simply buried her head in her chest and closed her eyes tightly. It's the first time I've let a boy urinate for himself. Although Li Mu wiped quickly, the inadvertent touch still made Yang Xueyi feel it. Although it is extremely shy, it seems that there seems to be some different pleasure...

Li Mufei also ran upstairs, threw her in **, and then ran out, gasping heavily. After reading the Qingxin curse ten times in one breath, the angry little brother turned off the flames slightly. Li Mu found that it was more difficult to sit still in the face of such a ** than to face Jiuyao Xingjun.

"Just now..." Yang Xueyi buried her head in the quilt and was too shy to see a glimmer of light. However, soon, shyness turned into anger, and his pure body touched him again. This hatred must be found ten times.

Thinking of this, Yang Xueyi's only courage and motivation to live is to kill Li Mu and then commit suicide to correct her innocence. Throw out all the distracting thoughts, meditate on the spiritual formula, and quickly fly to this side with the surrounding aura.

Li Mu came to a room next door and quickly entered meditation to restore his magic. He was not injured, but the alcohol paralyzed the meridians and muscles. As long as the alcohol in the body is eliminated, a little meditation will quickly recover.

Yang Xueyi was originally injured and rushed to attack her heart. The injury was aggravated, and she could not recover. Unless assisted by a panacea and someone to heal her wounds.

Of course, this person will not be the seventh brother she misses so much, but Li Mu who disgusts her to the extreme.

She has just regained a trace of fairy power and stubbornly intends not to accept any help from Li Mu. However, she is not even as good as a six-grade monk in the foundation period. How can she be Li Mu's opponent? Li Mu used a fixed body method, and then forcibly injected magic into her to help her recover.

"Oh!" Li Mu was about to cast a spell when he suddenly felt that two energies were approaching. Although the energy is not strong, it is very pure and is a righteous practice.

Li Mu waved his hand, unlocked Yang Xueyi's fixed method and said, "Someone is coming. Let's get out of here first."

"Huh, are you afraid now?" Yang Xueyi said coldly. Seeing Li Mu's appearance, I knew that a righteous person had come. She has more confidence in her heart. If it were a senior, how nice it would be.

Li Mu stared at this brainless girl helplessly. She really didn't know how she had cultivated to such a high level with her IQ.

"Do you want me to stay? I don't mind killing two more people." Li Mu said lightly. For him, there is no right or wrong, no theory of good or evil, only enemies and friends.

Although it was easy to say, the murderous intention arose spontaneously. Yang Xueyi said angrily, "You, just go by yourself. Why should I go with you?"

Li Mubai glanced and said, "Will they believe that you are an immortal practitioner and then return without success?" Li Mu knows too much about monks in the world, and his face is more important than anything else. Once they can't find a monster, they will inevitably lose their reputation in front of the people. At that time, they will definitely take Yang Xueyi as a monster to ask for credit.

Yang Xueyi said angrily, "You think I'm a devil. Even if I die, I won't follow you."

Li Mu is really this stubborn girl. She can't look back without hitting the south wall. Let her suffer a little later.

After thinking about it, Li Mu pinched a dirt escape and went underground.

Li Mugang left, and two Taoist priests came with swords. They noticed that there were people in the house and rushed in.

For a moment, the hearts of the two young Taoist priests jumped fiercely. They had never seen such a beautiful woman. Soon, the two of them noticed the pure fairy spirit on Yang Xueyi's body, but the fairy spirit was very weak and obviously seriously injured.

The two Taoist priests looked at each other and smiled tacitly. An evil thought suddenly came to their hearts.

"Girl, why are you here alone?" The high Taoist priest said, "Don't be afraid, we are the monks of the Qingcheng School."

The Qingcheng faction is a major faction of Bashu.

Yang Xueyi was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "I was injured by a monster. Can you take me back to heal?"

Zhang Zhiwen of Qingcheng's heart moved and asked, "What about the monster?"

Yang Xueyi said, "They ran away."

Zhang Wenzhi and Liu Wenhe were overjoyed and looked around. Sure enough, there was no other breath. The two immediately showed their true form, changed into an evil smile, and said, "Little beauty, why don't you come to heal your wounds?"

The two dropped their swords and walked slowly towards Yang Xueyi.

At this time, Yang Xueyi realized that the two were cheating, anxious and were about to resist, but the immortality in their bodies was insufficient and the spells could not be exerted. Instead, he was given a fixed method by Zhang Wenzhi and couldn't move.

"Brother, it's time for me to come first." Liu Wenhe said with a ** smile, afraid that he would be preempted by his brother again, and his belt had already been half untied.

Zhang Wenzhi thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll give you a discount."

The two discussed and rushed to Yang Xueyi.

Thinking of what will happen next, Yang Xueyi's heart is ashes. If she is humiliated again, she really can't find the courage to live. At this time, I suddenly regretted not listening to Li Mu's words.

"Li Mu, you son of a bitch, stinky bastard, woo... help!" Yang Xueyi scolded and then cried sadly.

Zhang Wenzhi and Liu Wenhe didn't hear whose name she called. Liu Wenhe threw himself on her and solved her mouth. He smiled and said, "Little beauty, shout. The louder you shout, the more excited we are."

Zhang Wenzhi had already arranged a sound insulation boundary. Even if Yang Xueyi shouted to break her throat, no one could hear it.

Liu Wenhe tore open Yang Xueyi's clothes excitedly, and his chest was snow-white, with only a pink bra, unable to hold on to the last line of defense. Liu Wenhe slowly stretched out his hands there excitedly.

Yang Xueyi closed her eyes in despair, and a drop of tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

"You believe what I said now." Liu Wenhe was about to uncover the last fig leaf when a strange voice suddenly remembered behind him.

The three of them were shocked and looked at Li Mu.