The trees were shady, and Qianrui was sleeping on the dragon's blood tree, but unexpectedly, a violent sword aura broke through the air, and the green leaves rustled, as if she didn't feel the danger, she didn't move.

And the murderous sword aura only stirred Qianrui's hair, and it turned into a charming peony glowing with golden light, and then withered away piece by piece, turning into the wind.

"Demon, suffer death."

A cold and gloomy voice resounded through the sky, and with it, a cold and clear sword came straight towards the Qianrui Door Door.

Qian Rui opened his eyes suddenly, only to see a young man in black clothes with snowy hair and an empty expression, even if he was about to kill someone, he couldn't arouse a ripple in his heart.

As if she saw herself a long, long time ago, she couldn't help but squint her long eyelashes nostalgically, grabbed the Qingluo Sword with her bare hands, approached his ice-crystal white and transparent cheeks, and sighed lightly, "Is it a demon to look good?" Then you...... It's a lot more wicked than me. ”

The young man shuddered, no one had ever been so close to him, and no one dared to hold his Qingluo Sword like this without being injured by Xuan Bing, if it was an ordinary monster, I am afraid that it would have disappeared long ago.

So, isn't she really a demon?

For the first time, he questioned his own judgment.

Out of his mind, the Qingluo Sword had returned to the scabbard, and he was also pressed down by her on the dragon's blood tree, as long as he turned his head slightly, he could see the charming face like a peach blossom.

"Hey, my name is Qianrui, what about you, what's your name?"

Qianrui's tone was innocent, like an official lady hidden in the depths of the boudoir, the kind that is spoiled.

"Don't Snow Zhenjun......"

As soon as the words fell, his hair was pulled, it was not painful, it was a very strange feeling, and the next second I heard her hum angrily.

"I'm asking for your name, who cares what people call you?"

"Yan Mi......" A little confusion welled up in his calm and waveless eyes.

"Nice name." Qianrui turned over and lay straight on Yan Mi's chest, "Can I follow you in the future?" ”

Yan Mi stiffened his body, he didn't dare to move, he knew that men and women couldn't teach the truth clearly, and he had been pure for a long time, even if there were many female disciples in Luoyu Mountain, he also abided by the rules and never offended.

However, this time he saw that the demonic spirit under the mountain was full of energy, and the demon could not be subdued, but he met such a woman who was up and down for him, which was really insulting to Luoyu Mountain.

"Miss Qianrui, could you please get off me?"

"Okay, if you promise to take me away, I'll come down." Qian Rui looked at the tense astringent outline in front of her, and her heart moved slightly, "Actually, if you can push me away, I will definitely not be able to resist." ”

Yan Mi was stunned, and said lightly to the woman who suddenly became serious: "If you are not a demon or a demon, you must not make a move, this is the door rule." ”

Qianrui, "......" Bai Chang is so good-looking, but it's a pity that he is mentally retarded.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a long beard shouted under the tree: "Uncle Faresnow, the gate of the demon world is about to open, and the head of the sect specially ordered me to urgently order Uncle Shi to return to the mountain gate to discuss the major matter of eliminating demons!" ”

The Gate of the Demon Realm? Exterminating demons?

Qian Rui rolled to the side without interest, and directly kicked Yan Mi off the canopy, and the attack without warning made him fall to the ground only a little embarrassed.

The long-bearded man tugged at the corners of his mouth slightly embarrassed, and hung his head quietly, pretending not to see the gaffe of the genius uncle they admired.

Calmly tidying up his appearance, Yan Mi glanced at Qianrui, who was still lying on the tree, and returned to the indifference of the plain ancient well, "Go back to Luoyu Mountain." ”

Two flashes of light flashed, Yan Mi had already retreated with his old master and nephew, and Qianrui didn't stay long, and slowly found a mansion that looked rich to live in.

There is still the mouth-watering aroma of food in the middle of the night, and the shouts of gongs and drums, and it is delusional to want to rest quietly for a while, and it is not as realistic as daydreaming.

There was no way, Qianrui stretched and jumped off the peach branch.

Coincidentally, he met a thin boy who had climbed up from a deep well, with wet hair covering most of his pale little face, and a long scar on his pointed chin, which looked terrible at night.

Qianrui, "......" is a ghost, it should be a ghost.

When the young man saw a person quietly appearing in the courtyard, he was so frightened that he let go of his hands, and when he saw that he was about to fall back into the well, Qianrui hurriedly stretched out his hand, grabbed the little hand stained with mud, and slipped out with a gentle touch.

The thin mist flowed slowly, the boy stepped barefoot on the cold stone floor, the terrible scar from the center of his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose and fell on his chin, and under his tattered clothes was a scarred and thin body.

What kind of demon eradication is not as effective as grabbing it casually in the vast sea of people, Qianrui stared at the wild boy in front of him, and raised his hand to cover his wet hair.

"Have a good dream, little one."

The boy tried to resist, but he was so tired that his eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and he finally fell asleep.

He seemed to have had a beautiful dream.

In his dreams, he didn't feel the cold, he changed into new clothes, and the warm and clean breath would always accompany him.

At the first sound of the rooster's crow, the young man opened his eyes, and what he saw was Qianrui's enlarged face, hanging on him.

The bed is still the narrow wooden bed in the side courtyard, but the clothes on his body are the best cloud brocade that he has not touched for a long time, warm in winter and cool in summer, light and comfortable.

But where did this woman come from? Last night, he was teased and thrown into a deep well by his subordinates, and when he climbed out again, he saw her, which was really incomprehensible.

"Aren't you tired, why don't you sleep more?"

Qian Rui opened her eyes at some point, looking at the young man's pensive and tangled look, and her heart was not a good feeling.

Hearing this, the young man's cheeks were slightly red, and he quickly pushed away Qianrui in his arms.

"When you wake up, leave quickly, if someone finds trespassing on the palace, you will be sentenced to death!"

Qianrui rolled her eyes speechlessly, and lay back into the young man's arms, rubbing inch by inch.

"Then wait for them to come to me, I'll sleep a little longer, it's not dawn yet......"

The boy was angry and funny, trying his best to stay away from Qianrui, but he was quickly pulled back into the distance.

"This, miss, you...... You're holding me and breathless......"

"What a hassle!" Qianrui muttered, and went straight out of the window, and there was no movement.

Stunned, the young man immediately hurriedly climbed to the window, and found that the person was long gone, and he could still smell the clean and crisp smell.

He couldn't help but clench the window lattice and muttered in a low voice, "Leave your name and leave......"