Yun Zheng's inky and picturesque eyebrows furrowed little by little.

The place where the girl's little hand touched and pressed was hot like fire.

He tried to pull her hand away.

She held it tightly, as if she was afraid that someone would snatch her beloved 'toy'.

Forced evacuation, it will be painful.

It is true that Immortal Venerable is physically powerful, but it is not strong enough to be a man's life...... Copper skin and iron bones are invulnerable.

Soft, hard.

Two phases collide.

The valley is quietly rising.

In the end, immortal cultivators are just mortals, not immortals, and they can't achieve six pure roots without being stained with red dust, otherwise there will be no existence of dual cultivation partners in the immortal cultivation world.

Yun Zheng's breathing paused.

He had never experienced the affairs of men and women, and when he was young and vigorous, he just silently recited the mantra of purifying his heart and forcibly suppressed it.

As he grew older and his cultivation improved, the physiological reactions of the physical body could be controlled as he pleased.

It's been a long time since Yun Zheng has been so embarrassed as he is now......

He didn't expect that an unconscious move in his sleep by his little apprentice could make his body lose control to this point.

It's like she's got a new 'toy' and she can't put it down.

Yun Zheng breathed slightly, pursed his red lips, and silently recited the heart mantra.

The fire in the body, which was stirred up intentionally or unintentionally, was slowly suppressed.

Yun Zheng realized that he couldn't let her go any further, and his white and delicate ivory hand held hers and whispered, "Xiao'er, let go." ”

One by one, one by one, gently breaking her fingers.

The girl's white and tender palm is a little reddish.

Like, it's hot.

Yun Zheng was crystal clear, and the tips of his ears were faintly crimson.

In my heart, there was a subtle strangeness.

……

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

There is a lot of change on Qingyun Peak.

The open space outside the Qingyun Cave Mansion is overgrown with peach blossom trees, which are pink like smoke all year round, gracefully scorching.

Her body is a peach blossom demon, and it is naturally not a problem to manipulate the peach blossom tree to bloom at four o'clock.

Feng Liu shook the folding fan lightly, a pair of peach blossom eyes smiled enchantingly, "There are women on this Qingyun Peak are different, there was no such picturesque scenery in the past, and there was no such peach blossom drunkenness." ”

As he spoke, he made a move to seal the flow and fold the fan, and the wine jar buried under the peach blossom tree flew out and fell into his hand.

When the mud seal was opened, a strong smell of wine suddenly spread out, arousing the gluttonous worms in people's stomachs.

Seeing this, Fenghua raised his eyebrows: "Feng Liu, you are stealing my wine again!" ”

Feng Liu raised his head and poured it into his mouth, then raised his sleeve and touched his lips, and said with an elegant smile: "Senior sister, don't be so stingy, it's just a jar of peach blossom stuffing, I'll invite you to go to the Qinglou at the bottom of the mountain another day." ”

That's right, since a year ago, Fenghua has picked Jun Duan, Feng Liu, Mo Wu, Rong Yuan, Fanying and Jing Bi in a row, and the ranking among the disciples has been promoted from the bottom junior sister to the senior sister.

Because she is the only woman among the disciples, she has risen directly from the bottom to the first, and the ranking of the remaining six senior brothers remains unchanged, Senior Brother Junduan, Senior Brother Jingbi.

It's just that they all have to call Fenghua Senior Sister.

Visiting the Green House?

That's a good idea.

Since she came to Qingyunmen, she has never gone down the mountain, and she wants to come to the Qinglou of the immortal world to cultivate the world, and she doesn't know what is the difference between the secular world.

Fenghua's fine white and green fingers caressed the delicate chin, and he was about to say that the deal was made.

"-Qinglou?" A voice came from behind.