Chapter 662 Night Question
Gong Yunxiu lay on his back in the water, swinging with the waves, looking at the peaceful night, and his heart was comfortable. He unconsciously closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.
Let go of your arms, sink into nature, and let the cold lake help you temporarily forget your worries.
I don't know how long it took, she suddenly felt an inexplicable heart palpitation and woke up.
When I opened my eyes, the night was dark, about five o'clock.
She looked around warily. Like a master as close to the top of the local area, there must be a reason why her heart throb.
Just turned half of his face, and a monk's face suddenly floated into his eyes. His skin was dark and solemn, and he was staring at her with a smile.
"Yamoll!"
Gong Yunxiu's scalp exploded, and his cold hair stood up in an eye. His right hand suddenly pushed out, and a pile of colorful peach petals hit the old monk. At the same time, his body leaned back to escape from the river.
However, there was a little golden light on the index finger of Yemole's right hand, which ripps gently, and the peach petals that rushed to him were broken like reflection in water. The Buddha beads in the left hand shook again, and suddenly there was a great power of mountains and seas, and the whole river separated from it. Gong Yunxiu was leaning up and diving into the water. Suddenly, his body lost the support of buoyancy and fell on the silt at the bottom of the lake. He was so embarrassed.
Yamole floated in mid-air and stared at the female benefactor with cold eyes. She smiled faintly on her face, and the monk's robe in her right arm trembled. A circle of golden light came down and was about to capture the palace cloud sleeves into it.
At this time, a chill suddenly exploded on his back, and a cold light came from the night and rushed to him. Before he could think about it, he immediately covered his face with a monk's robe, but saw a sharp sword spirit piercing the monk's clothes with the curse and piercing the door. He hurriedly cast spells, called a lotus leaf to protect himself, and at the same time made his magic foot power to break free from the suffocating chill. His body flashed several times in the night sky and disappeared.
Qin Yan shot more than ten swordsmanship at Yemole's back, but all fell into the air. Seeing that he couldn't catch up, he turned his head and looked at Gong Yunxiu.
He had a very fast game with Yemole, and in the blink of an eye, he had won the winner. At this time, Gong Yunxiu had just got up and was about to fight the enemy with his life-saving stunt. As soon as he looked up, he found that there was another person in the sky, and the old monk had disappeared.
Gong Yunxiu opened his mouth to say something. At this time, the river separated by Yemole closed again, and the tide flooded her.
"Cough, cough..." After a few breaths, Gong Yunxiu surfaced, spit out a few mouthfuls of water and coughed repeatedly.
Qin Yan fell down, stepped on the water, and his body rippled gently with the waves. He looked at Gong Yunxiu's coughing and blushing face and said, "How can the master at the peak of the land be choked by the river?"
Gong Yunxiu covered his neck and stared at him.
Of course, the local peak master in a normal state will not even be able to avoid those two waves, but it is not necessarily when he is extremely distracted. Gong Yunxiu was unlucky, and Qin Yan showed him two times in a row.
Qin Yan met her angry eyes, frowned and said, "Are you still not dressed and want to seduce me?"
Only then did Gong Yunxiu remember his whole body**. Just now, he not only let Qin Yan see it, but also let the damn old monk see it. She didn't care about this when she was on the front line of life and death before, but now she reacted and immediately clenched her teeth and secretly cursed the damn monk's sores and purulent asshole in her heart.
For a long time, she smiled again, her face was like spring flowers, and she stared at Qin Yan with a provocative look in her eyes: "Yes, I just want to seduce you. Brother Qin, do you dare to come down?
Qin Yan frowned deeper, looked away and said, "Don't make trouble." He has reached a critical juncture in his cultivation of magical skills, but he doesn't want to be abolished halfway.
"Ha ha, you're scared!" Gong Yunxiu sneered, "Your Taoism is not firm at all, and you can't stand it at all**. The way cultivated in this way can only deceive yourself!"
Qin Yan snorted: "Nonsense."
Then why don't you dare to look back at me? Don't you even have the courage?"
Qin Yan took a deep breath, looked back at her and said, "Why don't you dare?"
The clear river can't hide the beautiful scenery under the water. When Qin Yan saw the snow-white and soft thing, his heart suddenly jumped and found that there was a tendency for blood to gather under his abdomen. He quickly turned his eyes away again, coughed dryly and said, "You'd better put on your clothes."
"Your cultivation is thousands of miles a day, but your determination is getting worse and worse..."
When Qin Yan heard the sound of water approaching, he found that Gong Yunxiu was approaching him and hurriedly stepped on the river and retreated to the shore. He said, "Sister Gong, don't do this. You know, I already have something in my heart."
Gong Yunxiu's face stiffened and slowly walked to the shore: "It doesn't matter, I don't care."
Qin Yan turned around and said, "It's almost dawn, I..."
Behind him, Gong Yunxiu sneered: "Brother Qin, you are so nervous that you haven't tried with Yu Hanyan, have you?"
"So what?"
Gong Yunxiu's face showed a trace of joy, meditated for a moment, and said, "There is a secret that I've always wanted to tell you, but..."
"Just what? Hurry up if you want to say it!" Qin Yan was very suspicious of what charming words she wanted to say to shake her mind, so her tone was very impatient.
"I'm just afraid you'll blame me..."
"How can I blame you for being good? If you want to say it, just say it, don't say it down."
"You have to promise me first. After hearing this news, no matter how angry you are, don't beat me and scold me, okay?"
"No." Listening to Gong Yunxiu's mysterious tone, Qin Yan became more and less curious about her secret. "I'll go back to practice. You'd better come back early. If I meet that old monk again, I may not have time to save you.
"Hight!" Gong Yunxiu raised his tone, "I can guarantee that if you don't listen now, you will regret it in the future!"
"Then regret it then." Qin Yan's figure disappeared in the night.
Gong Yunxiu looked at the direction he left, and there was an unprecedented vicious look on his face: "I gave you a chance, you refused..." This expression only lasted for one breath, and then turned calm. Her eyes flashed, and her tone became softer and softer, "Dear Brother Qin, you continue to be that Jin The beautiful dream of Xiandao. When you wake up, I will repeat today's conversation for you to see what kind of expression you will be at that time..."
She went ashore, put a suit of clothes on her body, and couldn't help speeding up her pace: "And Yu Hanyan, you are also immersed in honey-like love. Ha ha, how many tears will you shed when that day comes and fall from heaven to hell?"