Jun Changning seems to be born with a kind of paranoia in his bones. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Her willpower is not firm, at least she doesn't have the toughness of Guan Erye, who is like a moral model, and it is easy to give in and make mistakes in the face of temptation and fear.

If she is facing a few beautiful men with graceful demeanor this time, maybe she will really be shaken for a while, and her love for beauty will be troubled. However, this is poisoning, or in Jun Changning's cognition, it belongs to the kind of **** that plays with the personality and dignity of the poisoned, which almost immediately aroused the arrogance in Jun Changning's bones.

Jun Changning can have no social status, no relatives and friends, no strength and beauty, even if it is family love, love and friendship, to some extent, she can do without, but the only thing she can't do without is dignity.

Don't say it's ****, even the sword can't take away her self-esteem that is higher than the sky.

She is a person who would really rather be broken than broken, regardless of age and experience.

Strictly speaking, the dimpled beauty's infatuation poison is not a kind of poison, she is just very clever to grasp a weakness in the monk's body and use it, so that the cultivator's body mechanism is circulating and updating all the time to accelerate the circulation, when the flow rate of spiritual power exceeds a critical point, the consequences are no different from self-explosion.

This can't be considered a poison, but it is more hateful than poison, not to mention the physical enthusiasm caused by the combination of the Passion Grass after the spiritual power circulates too quickly.

If Jun Changning was an orthodox and qualified cultivator, she would never be able to escape the fate of death.

It's a pity she's not.

People living in the cultivation realm rarely control their desires, they always do what they want, and it is difficult to distinguish the difference between physiology and psychology, but Jun Changning is different.

She may not have understood what she wanted, but she never knew what she hated. She's the kind of person who thinks about what she likes and hesitates for a long time, but when she talks about what she doesn't like, she will be right.

In her opinion, there was nothing physiologically intolerable at all, whether it was pain and itching, or emptiness and hunger.

Knowing that something was wrong with him, Jun Changning's mind was very calm.

It was difficult to turn all her attention from the outside to the inside, and the failures, attempts, and failures again and again almost exhausted her patience, and the ghost made the gods worse, she remembered the first time she was taken away when she was in Taihezong, when she had nothing.

Yes, it's not the same as then. She has what she has now!

Jun Changning thought of the figure that seemed to be flowing like mercury on a large area of blood, his eternally lonely and empty eyes, and the hand that stretched out when she was sad and sad.

If she dies like this, it will be a shame for the master, right?

As soon as this thought popped up, Jun Changning's idea of giving up disappeared immediately, and after thinking about it deeply, someone else would soon take her place after she died, and her shameful stain would soon be forgotten, and no one would mention it again, not to mention the praise she craved, even if it was the opportunity to be scolded, a thick, inexplicable sullen anger arose, and this emotion was so intense that it completely suppressed her physical discomfort.

The golden spiritual power in her body that she couldn't mobilize suddenly swelled at this moment.

Different from the spiritual power that was frantically rushing and destroying in the veins, the flow of golden spiritual power brought a warm and nourishing coolness, and the excessively fast flow rate even carried a feeling of cleansing and cleansing, Jun Changning sluggishly felt that she should be a blessing in disguise.

Nine days later, Jun Changning opened his eyes.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a face that was so beautiful that the sun and the moon were dull, the delicate eyes that seemed to be glowing, and the eyelashes could be counted, reflecting the lake and mountains, overflowing with joy.

Jun Changning was stunned for a while.

The young man in Tsing Yi stepped back instantly, his face was full of displeasure, and he said impatiently: "Hey, how do you talk doesn't count!" It had been nine days since I woke up. After speaking, he frowned and looked at her, and retreated further in disgust.

The change from joy to disgust was too fast, Jun Changning couldn't react a little, and blinked his eyes in a daze.

"Hey, stupid?"

Well, no amount of amazement will fly to the bottom.

Jun Changning cleared his throat, and felt that something was wrong in his body.

She lowered her eyes with difficulty, her body stiffened, and she looked at the young man who was hiding his nose far away, and his body sank until he was not topped.

In fact, she didn't hide from anyone, and she couldn't see her blushing.

Pretending to clean himself as if nothing happened, Jun Changning forced himself to shift his attention to other places, and suddenly found a disobedience: "Didn't I let you stay for only seven days and leave?" It's been nine days, why are you still here? ”

The soft pale blue robe covered her body like flowing water, and she walked barefoot to the young man with her hair scattered.

With the warmth of fresh water vapor faintly approaching, the young man's heart jumped twice inexplicably, he unconsciously blushed his cheeks, and there was no trace of panic in his voice: "I, you, I know that you want to get rid of my new means, and you are too 、、、、、、" He was a casual excuse in a hurry, but the more he said it, the more he felt that it was the same thing, so his cheeks were red with anger, and he looked up accusatory, stunned.

The girl's already rare appearance seems to be sublimated, the crimson of the eyebrows is more and more mysterious, the black eyebrows, the pink of the lips, and the white of the skin, intertwined into a kind of beauty that is clean to the extreme.

Her temperament is too cold, and she won't make people want to be close when she laughs, and at this moment, the vagueness and bleakness that linger around her are peeled away, making the girl suddenly distinct.

"You, cough! Ugly woman! The young man stabbed his face, turned his face away, and did not look at the girl again.

Jun Changning was baffled by his series of face changes, and when he heard this, he was so angry that his eyebrows rose: "You are an ugly woman!" ”

Such an obnoxious guy! She wanted to hit him.

The young man Youya followed her footsteps, and after a long time, he said, "I am a man, and I look better than you." ”

Pulling the girl's sleeve and jumping over a puddle, he smiled so hard that the corners of his eyes crooked, and he looked triumphantly at her speechless.

After staring at him for a while, Jun Changning reluctantly held back a sentence: "What are you 、、、、、、 talking about!" The sourness in his tone was about to overflow.

The corners of the boy's lips curled even more.

That face was so white that it shimmered, dazzling to the extreme and beautiful in Jun Changning's eyes, her gaze was slightly stupid, but she quickly covered it up, coughed lightly uncomfortably, and pulled back her sleeve.

"You're good-looking, but you're only second at best. To be a man or to be humble, the world is big, and the person who can take it for granted that he is the first must at least have superb strength. ”

As they spoke, they came to a leeward col. Jun Changning looked around and decided to rest here tonight.