In the Yaotian Palace, the air is full of clouds and blue mist, Xingjun is wearing a new Guanghua fairy clothes, wandering among the cloud pillars with great interest, and vaguely hearing the gossip of several little immortals around him.

It is said that there is a rare tenth-generation good woman in the nether world who wants to ascend to the sky as an immortal. Now that he has completed the ninth generation, he will be able to meet in this Yaotian Palace in a little time!

"Humph......!"

He disdained it, just because she was a good girl, how could she compare with herself, and now in the Yaotian, it was simply ridiculous, it was better to break her cultivation!

The star monarch found the old man, made a clone and secretly collected the red rope of the good girl's marriage, picked it up and turned into the nether, and possessed it in his usual body, a handsome man with brilliance and brilliance on the outside, clear and clear, and a handsome man with scriptures and martial arts.

After calculating, he really found the good girl,

Seventeen years old, born a little beautiful.

The face is as bright as frost and snow, and the shape is like the moon on Qiongfeng.

One day, while their family was traveling, the star monarch stood on top of the clouds, summoned the Liquan to roll up a puff of cold smoke and dust, took advantage of the situation to take the good girl away, and he threw her under a big tree in the mountains and forests in the distance, leaving her to fall asleep on the spot. But after thinking about it, wouldn't it be a waste of my efforts to leave people here like this, wait for the good girl to wake up, and then find a way back?

He sat on a turbulent beside him and squinted at it, his temperament was not known but his appearance was reasonable, and even the more he looked at it, the more he thought it looked good, but just by her, hum!

"Did you save me?" the good girl suddenly woke up, and a handsome Langjun was by her side before meeting.

He didn't quite understand the meaning of the woman's words, so he could only nod his head and say yes.

Well, she has a pretty good voice!

"Lang Jun, do you know the way back, I am alone in this place, and I am very panicked!"

"Don't you want me to send you back, do you?"

"Well, I wonder if Lang Jun can be kind?"

"Okay, come with me!"

He got up and left, he had already walked a long way, and when he saw that the good girl was still in the same place, he couldn't help but feel bored in his heart, could it be that he wanted me to cast a spell to send her back? Could it be that she saw through that she had swept her up?

"Why don't you get up, don't you want to go back?"

"Lang Jun, don't misunderstand, it's my ankle injury that can't get up!"

"What a hassle!"

She got up and was hugged by Xingjun, and the two sat on the turbulent stone by the tree, and the beautiful lady was delicate in her arms. He took off the good girl's socks: "Don't move!" she shivered in the arms of others.

Xingjun held it in his palm, why is this foot so slender and small? Her ankle was black purple and swollen, and the swelling pain disappeared in an instant where his fingers gently brushed it.

"Ah, Lang Jun is an immortal?"

"No, it's not, it's just some ordinary Taoism. ”

He thought in his heart, this lady was extremely thoughtful, and she almost recognized her identity, she must not be a good person, and she must not cast spells again.

"Put it on yourself, and you won't be able to go back any later. ”

The two of them hurriedly walked in the woodland, who knew that the sky suddenly changed, the clear sky cumulus clouds actually rained, the woodland was already difficult to walk, once the rainstorm encountered, there was no way out of the water in an instant.

He went away again and refused to cast the spell again, and took the good girl and the two of them wandered around the mountain forest like headless flies.

"Lang Jun, don't go any further, there's a cave in front of us, okay?"

He was afraid of being dirty, afraid of the feeling of being drenched in the rain, and he couldn't use the immortal method to make a barrier at that time, and he was very unhappy in his heart.

"Hmm!

The two of them hid in the cave, although it was a little damp here, but it was really better than the cold rain outside!

The dress was wet by the rain and stuck to the body, which was not only uncomfortable but also extremely cold, and it was even more painful when the wind blew in.

The good girl wrung the rain on the sleeves of her skirt, and then looked at the cold-faced gentleman, even if the hem of her clothes dripped water, she did not see the slightest discomfort.

"Isn't Lang Jun cold?"

"It's not cold!"

"I see there are some branches in this hole, why don't you light a campfire to warm up, and dry your clothes by the way?"

"The rain should stop in a moment, and I advise you not to do anything too much here. ”

She didn't listen to Lang Jun's words, she picked up some dry branches and vines by herself, and tried to make a fire with a fire sickle, but the hole was wet and damp, and the dry firewood couldn't catch fire at all after being damp, frowning and pouting to look at him, her eyes were full of weakness and helplessness.

"Hmph! It seems that the rain shows no signs of getting less, so I'll do it. ”

He walked over to the firewood and drew a long knife from his waist with a faint blue flame on it, and the lady looked at him in shock. That Lang Jun rubbed a cluster of blue fire from the long knife and really lit the wet wood on the ground.

He could light and burn the fire without firewood that day, but the fire had no temperature. But the good girl didn't know, she and Xingjun sat around Lan Huo, wrung out his clothes for him, took out her towel and handed it to him: "Wipe the rain on your cheeks." ”

"No!" he squinted at the good woman, her body trembling and her teeth chattering.

"You fire is so weird, you can't feel the temperature, it's so cold!"

Because Xingjun has the Yuan Spirit in his inner body, he can't feel hunger or cold at all!

But after all, he had to take into account that the good girl was a mortal, so he took off his coat and hugged the good girl from behind: "Is it still cold now?"

"Cold! My shirt is so wet that I don't feel warm at all. ”

He touched the forehead of the good girl, it was so hot! She said that the cold must be pretended, and she wanted me to cast another spell, and she must not let her do it.

He forcibly unbuttoned the good girl's shirt and threw it on the ground, while he embraced the good girl with a high fever and delirium for the whole night.

She had not run out of rice and water, and suffered from the wind and cold, and suffered all night in a damp, icy cave, and the next morning she woke up in a drowsy state, and found herself holding a man who was also undressed, and her soul flew with fright, screaming and trying to break free from his arms, never thinking that this action would wake him up from his sleep.

When I raised my eyes, I saw a pair of frightened eyes: "What's your strange name?"

"I ...... You...... What have you done to me? What about my clothes?"

Seeing the angry look on the good woman's face, he knew that what he was doing was absolutely right.

"The clothes are here, here you go!"

The clothes turned out to be warm, and she hurriedly put them on.

In fact, the clothes of the two of them were dried by the fire when the good girl was asleep.

"Why does Lang Jun always call me a good girl?"

He didn't know how to answer for a while, still afraid of being seen out, so he changed the topic and asked, "I haven't asked what the lady's name and surname are?"

The good girl put on her clothes and sat in front of him: "Qinhua, Yu Qinhua, I don't know ...... Langjun!"

"Mu Huan, the word Hengyin. ”