10 beads

The smoke is wrapped around, like a dream, graceful and fragrant. What comes out of the spiritual spring is to reshape the muscles and bones. The small spring closes its eyes and breathes with this natural spiritual spring. It is beautiful and illusory.

Fu Sheng, who stood outside the cave and had been waiting, was leisurely waiting for her with his back against the mountain wall. There is a kind of waiting called happiness, and there is an impulse called **.

The afterglow of the sunset shone on his face, and his ink-like eyes were dazzling. Those gentle and spoiled eyes melted the snowy mountain, and he actually made the world pale. Thousands of mountains are towering, and the vast white snow is the prestige that gives him the king of the world. If you see this scene on this mountain, he will always be sealed in your memory.

"Ah..." A coquettishness came out of the hole.

Fusheng couldn't take care of Xiaowei in the spring and immediately rushed in, "What's the matter?" Bai Yu's face turned red, and his eyes were full of worry. It's because I'm worried and nervous.

"Floating life, my arm?" Xiaowei raised her right arm in the spiritual spring, and her white right arm faintly climbed up a flower totem, as if the blood painted in the flesh was still circulating in the flower vine.

Floating life shook his head, but he didn't understand why it was like this? Let's ask Yan Jun later. This should have something to do with flower poison.

"Hmm."

"Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere else?" Fusheng continued to ask about his worries.

"No." At this time, Xiaowei's face was crimson, as cute and charming as a ripe peach.

As soon as things calmed down, Fu Sheng sensed his embarrassment, because Xiaowei was still in the spiritual spring. Fusheng's face suddenly felt dry and hot and unconsciously appeared crimson. He hurriedly turned away from his face and didn't look at it. He didn't know whether the temperature was high or nervous here, which made him feel stuffy and couldn't breathe. Xiaowei looked at it and it was funny.

"Fusheng, you said that I brought you a lot of first time, and I want to give you a first time here." After saying that, he got up and took Fu Sheng's hand and moved slowly and gently. As soon as Xiao Wei's hand touched him with a fingertip, Fusheng felt that his whole body was warm in the sun.

There were layers of ripples in the spiritual spring water, and the two people looked at each other in the reflection. After waiting for thousands of years, the moment was like a dream, and the drops of water on my body slipped on the white skin and fell into the water. The kiss fell on the tip of her lips. The coldness was the temperature of the tip of her lips. He gently wrapped her lips to warm her. Then there is her neck and earlobe. The warm and humid gas disturbed her. At this moment, they have each other and are compatible with each other.

I don't know whether it was intentional or coincidental, there was a person hiding quietly outside the cave. The pain entangled him, but when she met by chance, she became the obsession in his heart, "I'm going to decide you in this life." The white clothes floated away in the wind.

After a burst of clouds and rain, the two hugged each other tightly and still beat wildly and were short of breath. They both forgot to use spiritual power to adjust their breath. They have become ordinary people, and slowly breathing becomes normal.

"Okay, let's go to Yan Jun and see what he says." Fusheng still did not forget the injury on Xiaowei's body.

"Hmm." Xiao Wei smiled faintly, "From today on, I will completely belong to you, floating life." She didn't say this, but just thought about it in her heart, with a sweet smile on her face.

The two of them came together and came to Yan Jun.

"Xiao Wei, you feel that the spiritual spring is better." Yan Jun said happily when he saw Xiaowei, who was more beautiful than before.

"It's much better. It's just..."

"Just what?" Yan Jun's face suddenly became nervous.

"Look." Xiaowei raised his right arm, and the pattern of the flower vine was more obvious than before.

"Manzhu?" Yan Jun said a little thoughtfully.

"Is this...what's going on?" Fu Sheng's face was a little worried, and he didn't feel that what he said was a little hesitant.

"Xiao Wei, how about you stimulate your spiritual power to your right arm?" Yan Jun still held his hand on Xiaowei's right arm and felt cool and smooth, as if there was a magic that made his hand unable to let go.

"Good." Xiaowei pulled out his right arm, and Yan Jun's sad expression quietly brushed his eyes. Soon he covered it up, because he didn't want others to see his emotions.

Xiaowei condensed his spiritual power on his right arm, and the vine at the wrist was more bright and came to life like an open flower. A gorgeous red jumped out of her wrist, and the red blood-like beads floated around her body, dazzling red light.

Flowers reflect people, people set flowers, and the unity of flowers and people is like a fairy.

"What is this?" Xiaowei was shocked by this magical flower.

"Congratulations, Xiaowei." Yan Jun walked to Xiaowei with a smile and said.

Xiaowei still looked at him puzzledly and asked silently. This is Manzhu's recognition of the Lord, and it wants to recognize you as its master. When you need it when you are in danger, it will solve the crisis for you.

"Why does it recognize me?" Xiao Wei looked at Yan Jun with doubtful eyes.

"If you don't guess wrong, when you touch it, it can feel your heart. Maybe your heart is compatible and it is willing to follow you." Yan Jun patiently solved her doubts. Only at this time, he could stare at Xiaowei unscrupulously. Her white jade-like face was rosy and rosy, and the beautiful jade was as thrilling as the dream and phoenix blood stone. Yan Jun was a little distracted.

"How about Xiaowei's flower poison?" Fusheng took over the anxious question.

When he heard the floating voice, he woke up like a dream. Xiaoweihua Poison Sutra Lingquan has improved slightly, but it has not been fully solved.

"Why? Didn't you say that Manzhu recognized Xiaowei as the Lord, and how could she detoxify her? He looked anxious in his eyes. Even more in my heart.

"Poison is beyond Manzhu's control. It only has consciousness, but it has no intention to hurt Xiaowei, but there is nothing it can do. The Manzhuhua floating in the air flashed a few strong lights as if responding to Yan Jun's words.

Fu Sheng stared at Manzhu angrily, "I hope you don't play any tricks." The little flower hid behind Xiaowei and dared not come out as if she had suffered a lot of grievances. This is said to both Manzhu and Yan Jun. How can Yan Jun be so smart that he can't hear him? The slight bow has shown respect.

"Then how can I take it back?" Xiaowei pointed to Manzhu, who still didn't dare to come out behind him.

"You think you don't need it anymore, and it will feel it and go back."

"I don't need you anymore." Xiaowei did it according to Yan Jun's words.

What's wrong with Manzhu so fast that he can't see clearly? A red light flew back to Xiaowei's wrist, and the pattern of a flower vine returned to her skin. Bright red like a flower that has just bloomed.