The hot spring valley is located to the south of a narrow bamboo forest.

Along the deep winding path to the south, Songming kept his head forward until it suddenly opened up and the sea of clouds was boundless.

This is the southernmost cliff side of Baicao Cliff.

There is an irregular pool of ten squares on the edge of the cliff, there are craggy strange stones on the shore, surrounded by bamboo on three sides, facing the vast sea of clouds, the thick water mist is connected with the sea of clouds outside the platform, like being in the heavenly palace, just like heaven and earth.

Song Ming looked up, there was a one-way transparent seal on the top of his head, and he could see the vast sea of clouds outside from the hot spring, and he could see it from the outside...... It also reflects the vast sea of clouds, which shows that the privacy is very good.

A sea of moonlight clouds.

A line between water and sky.

Leaving his clothes on the stone bench in the bamboo forest, Songming entered the hot spring valley wearing a bamboo towel in a bamboo fiber bath towel.

The water surface is lightly misty, and the fragrant flowers and plants are wafting, like a fairyland under the melting moonlight.

The water is only waist-deep, warm and clear, with a cool skin like melting ice and snow, mixed with a slight smell of sulfur, the bottom of the water is full of stones, aquatic plants are overgrown, and there are even colorful warm water fish swimming back and forth, eating around Songming's skin, making him slightly itchy, especially comfortable.

Song Ming suddenly realized that he had grown so big that it was the first time he had taken a hot spring.

Not only in reality, even in the game, he has never tried hot spring practice, and in the past three years, he has either been slashing monsters in fancy or roasting monsters in fancy style, and has missed many opportunities to enjoy life.

Fortunately, after crossing the world of Xiuzhen, he was at the full level, and after losing his life goal for a while, he suddenly had a feeling of finding a home, fairy, wet nurse, Lori, lone pine, medicine field, bamboo forest, sea of clouds, hot springs......

Look at the light and clouds of this day, the fog is sultry, people and water, water and sky, all blend into one in the water mist.

This place is really a salted fish mecca!

Soaking in the hot spring pool feels like soaking in a woman's warm and tight body.

Leaning on the edge of the hot spring pool, I don't know when, Songming actually had such an illusion.

His physical and mental relaxation is like walking on the clouds, floating like a fairy, triggering extreme comfort.

In this way, Song Ming fell asleep, and it was not until the second half of the night that his body accidentally slipped into the pool and poured a mouthful of pool water, and he woke up suddenly!

Yawning, putting on a yukata, and walking through the bamboo forest, Songming returned to the bamboo house in a daze.

Squeaked open the door, too lazy to light the candles, went directly into the bedroom, looked for the location of the bamboo bed, fell asleep upside down, and fell directly into a lazy sleep, but it's a pity......

He went to the wrong bamboo hut.

This is not a guest room, but a boudoir for Ling Zhouhui!

A gentle breeze pierced through the window screens, bringing coolness, insect chirping and herbal scents to the sweltering bamboo hut.

The moonlight is like still water, like white practice, sprinkled in the spacious bamboo house.

On the dressing table were five beige robes, neat as a book.

Ling Zhouhui made five Taoist robes in more than an hour, the main shirt woven by off-white silk, the belt made of thin cyan bamboo leaves, the thin bamboo fiber lining, and the purple bun and yellow bamboo clogs - the long-disappeared male disciple Taoist costume of Baicao Cliff finally ushered in a new life after a hundred years.

With a long-lost relief, Ling Zhouhui lay on her side like a spring silkworm, shallow sleep, the floating dream was full of pine shadows, surprise, curiosity, the girl's heart of spring, and even ......

Nightmare!

The five sisters of Lingzhou, who are troubled by the name of the witch, may be witches, who can tell the difference?

She suddenly dreamed that Song Ming was stabbed into an ice sculpture by her eldest sister Ling Zhouxue with a sword, and her body was shattered!

She woke up screaming.

Eyes opened—

Songming was sleeping next to her.

“？？？”

“！！！”

She subconsciously held back her screams.

No wonder in the dream, Song Gongzi was stabbed into an ice sculpture by the eldest sister's sword!

Looking closely, Song Ming was sleeping on her side, her angular and handsome face was only an inch away from her plump chest, and a groping pig hand pressed against the light veil at the base of her legs......

Calm down!

Ling Zhouhui tried her best to calm her mind and calm down to analyze carefully.

Song Gongzi can freely cross the wall of the Baicao Cliff, and he will not be injured by the poisonous body of doom, he must be a holy person, completely different from those bewitching and cheap people in Jinzhang City, he should just go to the wrong room.

Senior sister only said the location of the guest room once before, and it was at night, so Childe may not remember it clearly, plus he soaked in the hot spring for too long, he was groggy, and it was inevitable to go to the wrong room.

After Childe killed twelve people in the White Lotus Valley in an instant last night, even healing the hot springs couldn't eliminate his fatigue, presumably this battle was also quite consuming to Childe, and I can't disturb his rest with such a trivial matter.

Thinking like this, Ling Zhouhui quickly calmed down, and stared at Song Ming blankly, even if her sleeping position was very uncomfortable, she couldn't bear to stay still, for fear of disturbing Song Ming's rest.

Time is slowing down.

But it's not hard.

"Looking at it this way, Song Gongzi is a little handsome......"

"What kind of being is a man?"

"I'm not going to get pregnant when it's so close, am I?"

Thinking like this, Ling Zhouhui suddenly realized that tonight was actually the night of candles in her cave room, and it was also the first time in her sixteen years of life that she slept with a man, this was the legendary first night!

When she thought of the word "first night", she couldn't sleep with excitement, although she didn't know anything about the first night, and she didn't know what to do between Taoist couples, anyway, she was excited, inexplicably excited.

At this moment, a cool breeze blew through the window.

Ling Zhou Hui shrank back, feeling a little cold.

Or rather, the cold is a little too much.

It's already early summer, how can it be so cold?

Ling Zhouhui didn't realize the crux of the problem yet, and was only worried in her heart:

"Will Childe catch a cold?"

Thinking like this, she covered the thin quilt beside her with Songming.

This disturbance, like a dragonfly dotting water, made Song Ming in her sleep turn over and accidentally crushed her under her!

An iron pestle was like a holy spear baptism, and it was warm and faded in her roots.

A salty pig hand grasped her soft mouth like an immortal grip.

Songming was in a daze, and felt that he had caught a soft, warm, and fragrant existence, which was ......

"Fairy cake?"

When he woke up, Song Ming found that he was pressing on Ling Zhouhui's warm and plump body, the lower half of his body was still angry, and his right hand was an immortal grip!

Looking at the room, the layout is warm, there is a dressing table next to the bed, and there are female workers on the table, and the room is full of herbal fragrance, which does not seem to be the appearance of the guest room.

"Did I go to the wrong room?"

"Late ......"

Ling Zhouhui's pretty face was hot, but it quickly turned pale, and before she could be shocked, her eyes were black and she lost consciousness.

Song Ming was suddenly a little confused.

"What's late?"

At this moment—

A bone-chilling chill that erupted from the dantian quickly spread throughout the body, and soon occupied Ling Zhouhui's mind.

After a breath, a cold and piercing world-destroying cold air instantly enveloped the entire Baicao Cliff!

Songming's back was cold, like falling into an ice cellar, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into frost and froze directly into a popsicle.

Outside the window, the wind was even colder, howling like a dragon, and snowflakes were floating on the sultry June day.

A female voice that seemed to be familiar, but as majestic as an iceberg, cold and piercing, came from below.

"Taking advantage of this retreat, he actually did things with men, Hui ...... You're so bold!"