Chapter 158 It's very handsome!

Qianlan was originally a beautiful and unparalleled fairy, but after following Hong Yu, she was no longer a fairy, especially this time she came to the nine-story magic tower with him, and she completely became a mortal.

At this time, bathed in the glory of love in the world, the little girl's pink lips, like joy and shame, like a prosperous hibiscus, charming, noble and beautiful.

leaning up on the ground, slightly closing his beautiful eyes, feeling the young man's hands carefully tying his belt around his waist, Qianlan's heart was full of sweetness in an instant.

"Well, you are the extraordinary fairy again." After patting Qianlan's flat abdomen, Hong Yu smiled gently. After saying that, he turned over and lay on the ground with Qianlan.

"Nonsense," Qianlan curled her little mouth, opened her beautiful eyes, and looked at her exquisite body: "I'm already yours now, and I'm not a fairy."

She turned over and was about to whisper a few words to Hong Yu, but suddenly saw Hong Yu lying beside her naked. She quickly turned back and blushed: "Why don't you wear clothes? It's so ugly."

"I've done it several times, and I'm still so shy. Look, I'm not shy." Hong Yu scratched his head and smiled indifferently.

"Bah!"

Qianlan took a sip, and she was more and more ashamed to look back at him. She sighed in her heart that if everyone was as shameless as you, wouldn't it be a pot of porridge!

With her back to Hong Yu, the little girl's three thousand green silks were scattered on the ground, forming a half-circle. The white gauze skirt was as soft as water, gently covering the delicate back, highlighting the small waist and plump, upturned fragrance and buttocks, and the whole sleeping beauty.

She was so ashamed that she didn't dare to turn around, but suddenly felt a heavy breath and sprayed on her back neck. Her heart beat, and the delicate jade trembled: "This shameless disciple has only been so long. Isn't it enough?"

However, the shameless disciple only put his arm on his slender waist, tightly put himself in his arms, and the other hand was gently combing his green silk.

The back is close to the warm chest, feeling the powerful heartbeat, and Qianlanton feels indescribable safety and warmth.

In the quiet valley, there are few people, trees everywhere, birds and beasts enjoy nature, and fairy fog gently surround it. Such a fairyland, no matter how dirty the heart is, will be washed away and unconsciously intoxicated.

After a long time, seeing that Hong Yu just hugged his thin waist and had no other movements, she didn't even say a word. Qianlan couldn't help but be curious. She looked back at him, but saw Hong Yu staring at herself motionless. In his beautiful eyes, there seemed to be a thrilling thing. It is to engrave yourself deeply in your heart.

Deep, such a deep gaze, as if to look at the end of the world...

Seeing Hong Yu's unprecedented eyes, Qianlan was surprised and said, "Hong Yu, what's wrong with you?"

smiled and Hong Yu said slowly, "Nizi, if I die this time, I can no longer accompany you on the future. You must remember me. Remember that there is a shameless disciple who loved you deeply. Although you are just an ancient sword, that shameless disciple still loves you deeply without regret. You..."

"What are you talking about?" The tears in Qianlan's eye frame were spinning and glittering. She urgently stretched out her slender hand to cover Hongyu's mouth, "How did you die? God doesn't dare to accept such a bad person.

Hong Yu grabbed her slender hand, shook his head and sighed long. The sigh seemed to be full of infinite fatigue.

"Yes, I'm very bad, but my bad is only reflected in you."

smiled bitterly and paused. Hong Yu continued, "Nizi, this time, it's really different. All this in front of me is too tricky. I have a very bad feeling. This time, I'm afraid I will die under the sword of the little spirit. Nizi, think about it, today's little spirit has no memory of us at all. It is a ruthless killer. Can we save it? Absolutely impossible! Even if we finally catch her alive, she will still commit suicide.

"So, at the last critical moment, I can only take a risk and gamble. When the little spirit appears in front of us, no matter what I do, you can't stop me, let alone hurt the little spirit. Nizi, you have to promise me."

stared at Hong Yu, a teenager who was only ten years old, the teenager who once shot the barbarian beast Dapeng, fought against the eight splits of the god of light, and angrily beheaded the 17th generation of the death magic knife. At this moment, his handsome little face showed indescribable fatigue and helplessness.

Although he doesn't know what he is going to do when the little spirit appears, Qianlan can tell from his words that it will be very dangerous!

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in her heart. Qianlan suddenly rushed into Hong Yu's arms, tears flowed down, and her little pink fists fell on Hong Yu's chest like raindrops: "You cruel apprentice, is only a little time to leave Qianlan? Don't even think about it!"

It's only four years, how can this be enough? Life is not enough!

Gently patted Qianlan's slippery back and let the little girl's little pink fists fall on his chest. Hong Yu sighed helplessly and was silent for a moment.

He knows very well that when he really faces the little spirit, he may not really die. He just gambles with his own life. If he wins the bet, he is sure to save the little spirit. If he loses, his life will be put in.

He doesn't think about whether it's worth doing this, but whenever he thinks of the extremely kind and clever little girl four years ago, his heart will be painful.

"Okay, girl." Hong Yu picked up Qianlan's little face, wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and said, "I'll give you a gift that can solve all worries. When you see it, I promise you won't have any trouble."

Hearing his words, Qianlan suddenly became a little curious, and her beautiful eyes, still with tears, blinked and said strangely, "What gift?"

With a smile, Hong Yu turned up his clothes, reached out and groped inside for a while, took out the little puppet he had just carved, and shook it in front of Qianlan's eyes.

"Puff..."

Looking at the shameless disciple with a crooked mouth and nose in Hong Yu's hand, Qian Lan couldn't help laughing, raised her eyes and gave Hong Yu a funny look: "It's simply a mold with a hateful face and an obscene smile."

"Alas..." Hong Yu sighed, "I thought you would like it. It turns out that you hate it so much and think it is hateful. Well, just throw this away. When I'm better at it, I'll carve out my handsome image and give it to you.

"Swipe!"

A white and tender hand quickly reached out, grabbed the little puppet in Hong Yu's hand, and then quickly put it in his arms.

"Who said I hated it? I think... it's very handsome!" Qianlan lowered her head, slightly ashamed, and whispered.

"Uh..." Hong Yu was stunned and immediately laughed. He took two steps forward, reached out and patted Qianlan's arms and said, "Bad boy, stay with my daughter-in-law in the future. In the future, if my daughter-in-law is in a bad mood, you can let her **** and let her spank her calm down."

Qianlan poohed, bent down with a smile, put her little hand into the hot spring, patted a few white sprays and poured them directly on Hong Yu's body.