Chapter 1180: The White Mist

Seeing that the sky in the distance had gradually revealed the white of the fish's belly, Song Chuyang was shocked to realize that it was about to dawn, stood up, patted the weeds on his body, and walked down the mountain.

In the following days, Song Chuyang came as scheduled every night, quietly hiding in the green willow forest to practice, rain or shine.

In just a few days, Song Chuyang's skills have improved by leaps and bounds, thanks to the merit of the Qilin, otherwise he would not be able to digest it no matter how much he absorbs.

He sat quietly in the forest, muttering in his mouth, overlapping his hands, and his whole body was covered with true qi, making people dare not get close.

After a while, Song Chuyang opened his eyes, looked at his hands, and couldn't help cheering: "I succeeded!"

The cold wind was biting, Song Chuyang couldn't help but shiver, the willow tops on the moon, and the owls in the distance also cooed.

He rolled his eyes, raised his left palm with a wicked smile, and slammed into a hundred-year-old willow tree ten meters away.

A gust of wind suddenly rose, the willow twisted its waist excitedly, and with a boom, the hundred-year-old willow tree was suddenly uprooted.

Song Chuyang trotted all the way over, squatting by the tree to take a closer look.

The willow leaves were shaken and fell to the ground, leaving only bare branches, a big tree that required the joint efforts of five people to surround it, and it could still cause so much harm from such a long distance!

Song Chuyang was slightly stunned: "I didn't expect that I only studied on my own for a few days, and the power was so huge." ”

After thinking about it, Zhuo Yiqing's invincible face suddenly came to mind, and Song Chuyang secretly swore that the next time he saw him, he would be ashamed!

Song Chuyang couldn't help but feel in a good mood, humming a little tune, and walked slowly down the mountain.

The spring water tinkled and a breeze blew, and Song Chuyang keenly smelled a hint of fragrance.

He couldn't help but stop, and under his feet were clusters of small flowers, white flowers that seemed to be clouds in the sky falling into the grass.

"No, it's not this kind of flower ......," Song Chuyang said to himself.

He looked around and saw that the smell was coming from the other side of the valley, so he couldn't help but walk over.

He followed the fragrance and walked to the bottom of the valley, but was suddenly stunned.

"Strange, how can there be true qi fluctuations here?" Song Chuyang wondered.

There was an intermittent true qi spreading around, and Song Chuyang looked at it and found that the source was in the valley more than ten meters away.

In the dark night, wisps of true qi swirled among the flowers, which seemed extremely abrupt.

Song Chuyang scratched his head: "This true qi is so strong, you can't do it without a certain cultivation, but who would practice here in the middle of the night like me?"

The more Song Chuyang thought about it, the more chaotic it became, and finally decided to find out!

He walked cautiously among the grass, the layers of weeds covering the ground, and it was extremely soft to step on.

As far as the eye can see, there are lush greenery everywhere, mixed with unknown small flowers, Song Chuyang brushed aside the branches, and a fragrant fragrance came to his face.

Song Chuyang blinked: "Why is there other flavors in this fragrant fragrance?"

I don't know if Song Chuyang was a roaring dog in his last life, his sense of smell is naturally sensitive, and no smell can escape his nose.

He sniffed and found that it was not his own delusion, but a real fragrance, but he wondered, could it be some strange flowers and plants?

Thinking of this, he continued to walk forward, maybe he could go on a late-night treasure hunt!

The closer he got to the valley, the more the refreshing fragrance became stronger, and Song Chuyang couldn't help but speed up his pace.

He crept along, his heart uncertain, the dew wetting his trouser legs, but he didn't know it, he just walked forward like a hook.

Further on, there is a lake, and the sound of the tinkling of spring water is heard at this time, which is particularly crisp and pleasant in the middle of the night.

Song Chuyang pushed away the weeds, there was a clearing in front of him, and he vaguely saw something placed there, and he walked over in a ghostly manner.

"Huh, what is this?" Song Chuyang took a closer look, only to find that it was a bunch of purple things.

He squatted down, looked left and right, but didn't see a reason, and finally picked it up with his hand.

Song Chuyang took a closer look and felt familiar, so he picked it up and smelled it again, a girl's unique smell......

took a deep breath, it smelled good, it smelled so good, Song Chuyang was intoxicated.

Then he realized that it was a woman's clothes, and a belly pocket...... But the question is, what about her?

Thinking of this, Song Chuyang looked left and right, and finally fixed his eyes on the lake.

A woman sits defenselessly in the middle of the lake, green silk fluttering, flower petals falling on the water, forming a wonderful and intoxicating scene.

The bright moonlight fell evenly, the wind rose, and the water sparkled, but it looked dull in front of the woman.

The flawless figure, the fair and dazzling complexion, and the seaweed-like hair falling down to the chest, but it could not hide the proud double balls.

Song Chuyang's heartbeat skipped half a beat in an instant, his eyes were full of the charming delicate body, and everything else was blank.

The night was thick, a faint mist shrouded the surface of the lake, and the woman's jade body gradually became blurred.

Song Chuyang rubbed his eyes and walked towards the lake, wanting to see closer, a little closer......

Grass, Lao Tzu wants to jump down and play with her with a mandarin duck, ah, I can't stand it!

The rustling of soft weeds under her feet alarmed the woman in the lake.

"Who's there?" the woman slammed to her feet, and drops of water shook off her, exposing her perfect jade body.

Song Chuyang's first thought was not to smear oil on the soles of his feet, but to be stunned in place, he was stupid!

The dusty posture and cold temperament seem to be a fairy who has fallen into the world.

The woman reacted, her pretty face turned red, and she hurriedly waved her hands, and all the petals in the bushes next to her flew around her, enveloping her.

Song Chuyang was so shocked that his jaw dropped to the ground, two lines of nosebleeds flowed, and he sighed in a lost voice: "Beautiful!

Hearing this person speak, the woman looked at him with a single look, and when she saw him holding her dress in her hand, she was even more ashamed and annoyed.

Song Chuyang only felt a movement in his hand, and before he could react, his clothes quickly floated towards the lake.

She stretched out her slender fingers, and the garment fell obediently into her hand.

The woman glared at him, and under the cover of the petals, she quickly put on her clothes, and with a slight touch of her toes on the water, the whole person flew into the air.

The green silk flew away, and the layers of Luo skirt were like a blooming flower, and the white petals surrounded her.

Song Chuyang was afraid that she was going to fly away, so he stretched out to catch her, but he was out of reach.

She landed easily with a bang, and through the heavy fog, Song Chuyang only saw a looming figure walking towards her.

As she got closer, she felt a burst of fragrance coming to her face, which made her heart feel refreshed.

Song Chuyang fixed his eyes, and his face was even more shocked than just now!

At this time, Liu Rumei's face was obviously not much better, and she looked at him with disgust.

"Willow ...... Miss Liu, it turned out to be ...... You. Song Chuyang blurted out.

Liu Ru bit her eyebrows and lips, but did not answer his words, and lowered her head as if thinking about something.

Song Chuyang was shocked, wouldn't he be thinking of which way to make me die the most painfully?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but tighten his chrysanthemum, but his eyes couldn't help but aim somewhere.

The seaweed-like hair was dripping with water, wetting the large piece of clothing on the chest, and the tulle material was more transparent, and the spring color was faintly visible inside.

Liu Rumei noticed his gaze, and immediately became furious, shouting, "Okay, you whore!"

Song Chuyang hurriedly retracted his gaze and said with a look of grievance: "Miss Liu...... This barren mountain and wilderness, you ran here by yourself to get out defenseless, why do you blame me?"