As soon as Lin Yizhou's words were finished, Liu Qinghe threw himself directly into his arms.

Pulling out the hand he was holding, he grabbed his head, stood on tiptoe and unceremoniously smacked at the meager lips several times.

Then he put down his hand and hugged his neck, tilted his head to rest on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "I've wanted to do this for a long time." ”

Lin Yizhou hung his arms at a loss, "Senior, this is not appropriate. ”

"Aren't we Taoist couples now, why isn't it appropriate?"

"Daoist...... Does it have to be this way? ”

"It has to be like this, and it will be like this in the future."

Lin Yizhou, who has very shallow knowledge of this aspect in his mind, doesn't understand what this and that means.

Nodding a little helplessly, he said, "I try my best to adapt, and I hope that my seniors can give me some time to adapt." ”

Liu Qinghe smiled softly, and then ruthlessly rejected him, "No, since we are already a formal Taoist couple now, then intimacy should be." ”

“……”

Lin Yizhou moved his fingers.

Some regret it.

But he regretted that it was useless, after a hairband was stuffed in his hand, Lin Yizhou was silent for two seconds, and silently reached out and landed on Liu Qinghe's head.

Since he was a child, he has never helped others pull their hair, which will feel the smooth touch under the palm of his hand, and a trace of strangeness will pass through his heart.

Soon, he spoke out in embarrassment, "Senior, I won't pull a woman's hair in a bun." ”

Liu Qinghe took advantage of the fact that when he turned around just now, he stuffed a candy ball into his mouth, and his answer was a little vague, but fortunately, Lin Yizhou understood.

He frowned hesitantly, "The bun that pulls the man's hair is not suitable. ”

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, just don't scatter."

Lin Yizhou didn't know how to pull a woman's bun, so she could only pull a man's bun for her, and after fixing it with a headband, she suddenly said: "In the future, I will learn how to tie a woman's bun." ”

Liu Qinghe's movement of turning around paused, and only turned around calmly after his heartbeat calmed down.

She kind of discovered that this person would always exude a charm that she couldn't resist when she was not expecting it.

"Learn more good-looking, I want to be good-looking."

A smile finally appeared on Lin Yizhou's face after this sentence, "Okay." ”

Although Liu Qinghe's cultivation has regressed to almost nothing now, she has shown her strength in front of all the demon cultivators before, which has also caused many demon cultivators to follow her, which can be regarded as indirectly protecting them.

The essence blood extracted from the Flying Beast could allow Lin Yizhou to start cultivating again, or even directly resume his cultivation.

Because he is the male protagonist, he has the aura of the male protagonist, and even if he eats the essence blood directly, it will not produce any side effects.

You don't have to look for the Restoration Lotus.

Along the way, Liu Qinghe was refining the essence blood of the flying beast in the house, so Xiuwei went back and forth, until he completely left the dangerous area, and Xiuwei was still practicing qi.

Fortunately, although the demon cultivators felt that her cultivation had become lower, they only thought that she was playing with Lin Yizhou, and they did not suspect anything.

It took nearly a month on the road, and the two demonic beasts and the three people on the back of the demonic beasts finally came to the place where the mustachioed demon cultivator wanted to come.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for escorting me all the way."

Knowing that he meant to resign, Liu Qinghe didn't stop him, "Go ahead." ”

The mustachioed demon cultivator bowed respectfully to Liu Qinghe and drove the demonic beast away.

Lin Yizhou held Liu Qinghe's hand and whispered, "Senior, let's leave." ”

In a month's time, Lin Yizhou took all the essence blood extracted from the Flying Beasts, and not only recovered his cultivation, but also improved a lot.

He was now at the peak of the foundation, and he vaguely felt that he had touched the barrier of breakthrough.

And what pleased him the most was that his eyes, which had regained a glimmer of vision, were finally no longer nothing.