Am I dreaming? Still is

Chu Ci was annoyed for the first time and found that he couldn't accurately judge his state, like a dream and a fantasy, with a faint fragrance on the tip of his nose, and his spirit couldn't concentrate no matter what, as if he was taking drugs, and the whole person seemed to be floating in the clouds, without any support.

"Yo, wake up, sister, I used twice as much heavenly fragrance to get drunk."

A soft and pleasant murmur sounded in Chu Ci's ears, and then Chu Ci felt a snow bully, an unusually beautiful jade hand caressed his face, and the slender and graceful jade fingers playfully pointed at the tip of Chu Ci's nose.

Who is it?

Chu Ci had a question in his heart, Tianxiang was drunk and scattered, he knew that it was a unique injury medicine in Tianyong City, which was extremely effective for internal and external injuries, and could also replenish spiritual power, but it would have some side effects, that is, the whole person would be as if he had drunk too much, and he would be intoxicated.

"Little brother, your injuries are very serious, so let's lie down first."

Chu Ci tried hard to open his eyelids, but there seemed to be a layer of mist in front of him, and he could only vaguely distinguish a wide robe with wide sleeves, fiery red.

The spiritual power in the body was stagnant, not because of injury, but because of the medicinal power of Tianxiang's drunken soul, which made Chu Ci unable to release the small spell of condensation for himself.

"Little brother, the injury is so serious, if you are too conscious, it will hurt." 'She' smiled lightly, and her jade finger pointed at Chu Ci's eyebrows with a strange and wonderful movement.

Suddenly, the flying Yuan Shen returned to his body, and the scattered soul condensed into one, and Chu Ci felt the serious injuries in all parts of his body as if he had been trampled by a hundred brute bulls repeatedly, and the sharp pain in his chest almost cut into the bone marrow, and his whole body could not exert a trace of strength. The throat was dry as if it was cracking.

The misty eyes gradually cleared. Chu Ci also saw clearly who saved him.

Enchanting!

This is Chu Ci's first impression. Chu Ci pillowed on the knees of the red-clothed woman, the back of her head was soft and plump legs, her cheeks were against her warm lower abdomen and thin waist, her posture was elegant and straight, noble and proud, and her wonderful figure was like an undulating wave under the moonlight.

As for the true face of the woman in red clothes, it's not that Chu Ci doesn't want to describe it. It's because of a pair of hot crisps/breasts that almost burst their chests, which completely blocked Chu Ci's sight.

But even if he can't see the beauty and jade face, Chu Ci can also imagine her flower and moon appearance, mature, beautiful, and enchanting, like a bright red peach ripe on the treetops, ripe to the point of having a hint of intoxicating fragrance, but there is still a fresh feeling.

Although it looks no different from ordinary people, Chu Ci has an inexplicable affirmation. The woman who saved herself is a sword spirit.

Born with a sword spirit? Or is it an acquired achievement?

Chu Ci felt a trace of doubt in his heart. The Yunling Sword Spirit, which is mass-produced by the Sword Shrine, will never have such a peerless elegance.

The two rains smashed on his body, coupled with the medicinal power of Tianxiang's drunken soul, Chu Ci suddenly changed from weak to strong, regained his strength and got up from the red-clothed woman's knee pillow, reluctantly sat opposite her, and looked at the red-clothed woman seriously.

I couldn't help but sigh again.

The misty sideburns and the wind, the cloud-like green silk suddenly falls like a waterfall, the face is like a hibiscus, the eyes are like water, the lips are like dots, the face is a faint flush, and the eyes are full of waves, just like a beautiful young woman hidden in the deep boudoir, and the heart of the person is crisp.

The posture is enchanting, but it implies a perseverance and upright belonging to the cultivators, and the sitting posture is elegant, as if he will always maintain that noble and proud image, with light eyebrows, and a bit of fierce sword aura in the charm.

The costumes are simple and unrestrained, somewhat similar to the style of the Qin and Han dynasties, but the sleeves of the chest have a warm and bold Tang Dynasty charm.

What made Chu Ci's heart flutter the most was that the smooth and crystal forehead, depicted with flying and wanton red stripes, really had the effect of putting the finishing touch, sublimating the already glamorous face into a fairy in the world.

"Little brother, have you seen enough?" The red-robed woman's jade hand covered her small mouth lightly, looked at the stunned Chu Ci and chuckled, "At a young age, my mind is so complicated. ”

Chu Ci calmly took out his right hand from behind his back, let go of the seal with his five fingers, let the aura slacken, and said bluntly: "After all, this is not the Chaotic Sword Realm, it's good to be careful." In Xia Qionghua Yuanying, I don't know what to call this sister? ”

"Hehe, little brother, don't worry, my sister will never do anything to you." The red-robed woman didn't care about Chu Ci's movements, her slightly narrowed Danfeng eyes seemed to be drunk but not drunk, but she was extraordinarily charming, as if she had indescribable affection, which inevitably made people's hearts ripple, "Sister's maiden name is Hongyu, and this is the third layer of the Sword Shrine in Tianyun City." ”

And so it was!

Chu Ci showed a sudden expression, presumably the sword shadow that attacked him had just woken up from the Sleeping Sword Township and tore the space away, and his tired escape passed through the remaining passage and got in instead.

"Thank you Sister Hongyu for saving your life, Yuan Ying is grateful." Chu Ci thanked him very simply, and in the face of a sword of unknown age, he shouted a few times and his sister would definitely not suffer.

"Hee-hee, the little brother seems to be quite polite." The sword spirit red jade pointed at Chu Ci's forehead, and said with a smile: "You should have come to the sword mound to ask for a sword, why did you fight with Gu Jun?" Gu Jun is the most stubborn and irascible sword in the Sleeping Sword Township. ”

"It's hard to put into words." Chu Ci smiled bitterly, and his handsome little face wrinkled.

This was completely self-inflicted, but the posture of controlling the flying sword was a little arrogant, and he was seriously injured by a prison escape sword, Hongyu didn't say it, he didn't even know the name of this prison escape sword.

"Look at the little brother, you are pitiful, or my sister will follow you away with your sword." Chu Ci's appearance suddenly touched the red jade, and he couldn't help but have a motherly hair, a tender smile like water, and the jade hand gently stroked Chu Ci's wrinkled eyebrows, smoothing out every wrinkled vertical line.

"Huh?!"

Chu Ci was still immersed in the emotions of being defeated by the war sword Gu Jun, and made up his mind to find this field in the future, but when he came back to his senses, the charming red jade actually said that he wanted to be his sword?

"Someone is here, remember what my sister said." Hongyu approached Chu Ci and didn't give him a chance to refuse, she hugged Chu Ci into her arms, the soft and plump twin peaks pressed Chu Ci's little face, and the tip of her nose tasted the mellow and lush female body fragrance at zero distance.

Chu Ci's little face buried in the red jade crisp/chest turned red all of a sudden, his heart beat faster, and he was about to struggle, but the red jade quietly turned into a touch of crimson and disappeared into Chu Ci's arms, and a delicate and elegant crimson long sword appeared between his arms.

Damn, what's the situation?! The plot is advancing too fast, and there is no room for thinking!

Chu Ci was still reminiscing about what Hongyu said, and there were two undisguised sword roars in the sky, and in less than a few breaths, Qinghe Zhenren and Elder Sword Shrine fell in front of him.

"Yuan Ying, I finally found you!"

Qinghe Zhenren looked at Chu Ci excitedly, while Elder Sword Shrine showed a strange look and looked at the crimson long sword in Chu Ci's arms.

Elder Sword Shrine has been in charge of the Sword Shrine for hundreds of years, and he knows every sword in the Sword Shrine well, and his heart is full of turbulence, but looking at Chu Ci's pale little face, he immediately kept silent. (To be continued.) )

PS: Sister Hongyu is finally out!

Sprinkle flowers!