Chapter 233: I Have a Spirit Sword Little Ancestor 32

His breath was cold and cold, and he was clearly still a novice.

The movement obviously feels a little rushed, but it looks like it has a medium-to-elegant taste.

The breath is jerky and strong.

A little temptation, to gradual plunder.

His cold breath was completely enveloped.

I don't know which tendon is the wrong in my head.

The usually well-behaved little cutie who held a sword and looked weak and pitiful became the appearance of this big bad wolf.

Qinghui's eyes widened slightly.

Then he used force in an instant, lifted the opponent over, and pressed it on the opponent's body.

Round eyes and round face, small chin slightly raised.

From Xie Feiran's angle, you can see the delicate curvature of that small chin.

Xie Feiran's head was dizzy.

The other party is from the upper realm, and although his current spiritual power has stood out among his peers, it is not enough to deal with the other party.

What's more, he has something greedy in his heart, and falling into an illusion is simply a normal thing, that spirit has never thought of it, it is obviously a sword cultivator, even if the spiritual power is low, but it should also be a strong heart, not to mention that the other party is still the reincarnation of Qinglin Immortal Venerable.

How could you fall into an illusion so easily?

But suspicion is suspicion, and it is hard to find someone, and it is good to be able to complete the task given above.

But he didn't expect that Qinghui would actually appear here and become Xie Feiran's sword.

But if you think about it carefully, Qinglin Immortal Venerable, even if it is reincarnated, the aura is extremely noble, most of these spirit swords in the Nether realm do not have sword spirits, so they will naturally be afraid of the breath on the other party's body and dare not approach.

Originally, Xie Feiran shouldn't have become a sword cultivator.

And Xie Feiran did see a lot of things, first of all, there were many unfamiliar pictures, and he couldn't see the faces of the two clearly, but when he was lying and sitting, he looked quite harmonious.

The lying figure didn't know what to say, and after the sitting man replied coldly, the lying figure instantly turned up.

In the end, he was pressed by his head and pressed into his arms.

It's obviously a picture he hasn't seen before, but there is a strange sense of familiarity.

Then the picture turned, and a person appeared in front of him, and he directly turned into Qinghui's appearance.

It looks quite painful, trapped in chains, with black hair and snow skin, tight chains, and that delicate and beautiful little face, which looks indescribably stimulating.

In the end, as if trapped by something, she kept reaching out to him, as if hoping that he would pass.

Naturally, he knew it was fake.

But he just can't control it, usually even if he thinks about Qinghui if something goes wrong, he can't control the inexplicable violent emotions in his heart, let alone looking at the other party in front of his eyes.

Not even illusions.

He...... To get back to her.

Now, see her.

A repressive force broke through the barrier in an instant, and the violent mood was high, but before he could break the illusion, the illusion had already been shattered, but the violent mood made him a little trance-like and couldn't come back to his senses.

is still immersed in his own raging mood.

And then dangdangdang knocked on the right for people.

It brought him to his senses.

After a moment's relaxation, I saw the little girl blinking her big eyes, looking at him innocently, and poking him in the face.

After poking, he took two steps back.

Don't go.

This thought flashed through his mind, and he didn't even react to it himself, and he had already pressed the person into his arms.

waited until his breath was close to each other, and he slowly came back to his senses.

But there is a feeling that it should be like this.