Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Woman's Smoke and Rain in the South of the Yangtze River (2)

So Wu Wei looked at the earthy rain, raised his hand and flicked the ballistic robe, showing a bit of elegance and calmness.

Even if he was isolated from the sparse and sparse fall in front of him, he could imagine the flat river over there. If a talisman goes down, I am afraid that a radius of ten miles will be bulldozed, but it is a pity that the scenery here......

Wu Wei thought like this and sighed lightly.

The rain of earth gradually dissipated, and on a flat ground, the graceful figure of a woman was gradually revealed.

She sat on a boulder, surrounded by a smooth and clean playground that seemed to have been pressed, and only she and the stone were abruptly there.

She was holding an oil-paper umbrella, holding it clearly and beautifully, as if she was a girl walking the streets and alleys in March in Jiangnan.

There is the smell of earth all around, but it is dry and cracked, and if there is less moisture, then at the same time there is less melodiousness of Jiangnan. But this girl is still graceful, like a willow by the pool, she slowly put away the oil-paper umbrella, like a weak willow supporting the wind.

The skirt is narrow and narrow, outlining her beautiful curves, which is a line that every man will be excited to see when he sees it, flawless.

When Wu Wei saw her, his heart also moved, but it was not a throbbing between men and women, but as if something had choked the throat of fate, and he couldn't believe what was in front of him, so his heart shrank twice, as if he had been punched straight by someone.

The woman looked up, revealing a bright face. Pure, gorgeous, this is a contradictory existence, but it is perfectly soft together on her face, so beautiful that it makes people sigh.

Wu Wei is a person who often sighs, but this time, he is only frightened.

"It's hard for Daomen to find someone like you, it's a pity to kill it." I didn't see how the woman moved, but she had already appeared in front of Wu You, and her slightly cool but soft hand gently brushed Wu Wei's cheeks.

Wu Wei was in a cold sweat and didn't dare to move.

Just as Xie Xiaoman knew the gap between himself and Wu Wei, Wu Wei was more aware of the gap between himself and the woman in front of him.

The powerful aura exuded by this woman is completely capable of being called at her master...... No! Even faintly better. But what is even more terrifying is that the breath on this woman's body is something that Wu Wei has never encountered or heard of.

It has been decades since he cultivated immortals, and he has almost completely turned over the vast classics in the Daomen. What kind of existence is it that has never been recorded in the classics?

Wu Wei's heart seemed to be pinched again and again, so he froze there, and he didn't dare to make any moves.

The woman's mind was not on him, her eyes turned on him, and she came to Xie Xiaoman.

She looked at the spirit sword in Xie Xiaoman's chest, stretched out her right hand, and flicked it lightly, and all the spiritual energy immediately scattered into pieces and fell into dust.

Wu Wu had a bang in his mind, the spirit sword was forced out by the aura in his own body, and it was simply smashed by someone at this time, which was like a heavy punch to Wu Wu.

Holding his chest and taking five or six steps back, Wu Youcai stopped with a pale face, and his gaze at the woman became even more terrifying.

The woman didn't care about his thoughts, but just let Xie Xiaoman lean in her arms and look at her very curiously.

"In the future, I don't know that this person has a relationship with you, otherwise I wouldn't dare to kill you by mistake!"

The other party is obviously full of Xie Xiaoman, Wu Wei, the initiator, how can he not worry about his fate. He hurriedly explained, and he didn't want to kill the woman behind his back for no reason.

"Killed by mistake?" When the woman heard this, she glanced at Wu Wei with a mocking gaze, covered her mouth and laughed.

Wu Wu was puzzled, the aura on Xie Xiaoman's body was dispersed by himself, and his body was hit hard, and he had long lost his pulse. I have cultivated immortals for many years, even if I can't do anything else, can't I see a person's life and death clearly?

Just as he was about to say something, Wu Wei saw the woman close her eyes, read a few incomprehensible sentences, and pinched her hand, and the air beside her distorted.

Wu was shocked again, if he guessed correctly, this woman should be communicating with others now. Just looking at this woman's appearance, she seems to be very respectful. What kind of existence can make such a cultivator bow his head to his ears? Wu Wei didn't dare to imagine.

"Lord, this is the man." The scene in front of him can only be seen by the caster, so he is not worried about the peeping of Wu Wei next to him.

A man's figure appeared in the sky in front of him, he glanced at this side lightly, the woman lowered her eyebrows, and her expression became more and more respectful.

When his gaze moved to Xie Xiaoman, a ripple flashed in the man's calm and waveless eyes.

"Her original cultivation was scattered?" The man's voice was very indifferent, but with a majesty in his bones.

"Yes, it was done by the people inside the door." The woman asked, "Dare to ask the Lord, do your subordinates bring people back directly?"

"Not necessarily." The man said lightly, without explaining the reason, and left on his own.

"No!" The woman didn't dare to ask, even though the other party had left, she still answered respectfully before getting up.

Removing the spells around her, the woman took out a pill from her arms and stuffed it into Xie Xiaoman's mouth. Xie Xiaoman had no pulse, where did he know how to swallow, I saw the woman stretch out her right index finger and gently swiped along Xie Xiaoman's throat to the dantian land, a streamer flashed, and Xie Xiaoman's pulse and breathing also recovered.

Life and death are flesh and bones, such attainments appeared in front of Wu Wei's eyes, and he was so shocked that his legs weakened and he sat down.

The woman was very satisfied with Wu Wei's reaction, and covered her mouth again and chuckled.

Her smile is not pretentious, but like a hibiscus out of the water, it amazes everything.

Her eyes wandered on Wu Wei, but the woman had her own thoughts.

She could guess Xie Xiaoman's identity, but the attitude of the Lord made her unpredictable. If you don't bring people back, what do you want Xie Xiaoman to do?

Hey, the mind of the Lord is always like this, and it's a real headache.

But in any case, the person in front of him can be used. is so shameless, and so greedy for life and afraid of death, he is really a "talent" worth using.

"She needs to recuperate for a while, do you know a good place?" The woman asked.

After being in a trance for a long time, Wu Wei realized that she was talking to herself, and hurriedly said, "I am ...... Zhengyi Mountain Gate has a quiet environment, which is very suitable for recuperation. ”

After saying this, Wu Wei already regretted it, the person was injured by himself, if he brought it back like this, even if others would not notice it, Shizun would also feel a thing or two from Xie Xiaoman's wound, how should he explain it when the time comes?

Fortunately, the woman was not willing to let Xie Xiaoman go deep into the Daomen, and once something went wrong, she would be out of reach.

"What else?" The woman asked.

Wu Wei hurriedly replied: "She is the little lady of the Xie clan of Chen County, you might as well send her back to Huiji City."