Chapter 132: A Stunning Girl

Ye Zimei closed her beautiful eyes, and her eyelashes were still trembling, as if she was asleep. August 1 Chinese ≈=≤.=8=1≈Z=≠.COM

Luo Xuan watched quietly, and also looked straight ahead.

His heart was pounding, the blood in his whole body rushed to his brain, his mouth was dry, his blood was boiling, and at the same time, his brain was accompanied by a wave of dizziness, and his intuition was spinning, and he didn't know where he was.

Sometimes, people also have this feeling of vertigo when they are extremely excited and impulsive.

Two fires rose in his eyes, two raging fires, his throat seemed to be on fire, his heart was pounding, almost jumping out of his cavity, and a primal need soon took over his entire brain.

He turned his head to look at the headless body of the night owl a few steps away, subconsciously licked his lips, and stretched out his trembling hand to touch Zimei's pretty face.

His hands were shaking, his people were trembling, and even his breathing was shaking.

Suddenly, his hand inadvertently touched Zimei's arm, and the sleeves of his shirt slid down, revealing half of his mutton fat-like arms, like condensing jade, even the most nitpicky people in the world would never find a single flaw.

However, Luo Xuan was taken aback, he involuntarily moved his arm like an electric shock, but he also frowned.

His heart sank, and when he thought back to what had just happened, it was indeed an incredible feeling like an electric shock.

He looked at Zimei again, his eyes full of shock, unparalleled shock.

All martial arts masters, without operation, the true qi will be all over the body, and when it encounters external forces, it will give birth to strong resistance, which is also called the protective qi, but only the top masters will have this kind of cultivation.

Could it be that this unconscious beautiful girl who fell to the ground was still a top master? Luo Xuan couldn't understand it, so he frowned.

Looking at her age, she is only eighteen or nineteen years old, even if she has been cultivating since her mother's womb, how much cultivation does her internal strength have!

However, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the rivers and lakes, and there are many capable people, as the saying goes, real people do not show their faces. Maybe she has been instructed by a master.

Although Luo Xuan thought so, he also knew that this idea was too ridiculous, so he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

However, why can't she stand a little bit of incense, this is not like the cultivation that a top master should have!

Luo Xuan was puzzled, and probed Zimei's arm again suspiciously, but he felt that under the delicate and smooth skin was a galloping breath, and the tentacles were hot, like coals of fire, but this majestic breath was running around, and it was obviously difficult to control.

Luo Xuan's eyebrows tightened, and he secretly thought: "Could it be that she also suffered extremely serious internal injuries before?" Yes, it must be so, otherwise, she would not have been caught by the fragrance of night owls and didn't know it, but she was young, what enemies would she have? In any case, her enemies must also be strong in martial arts. ”

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look around, but saw that the bright moon was in the sky, flowers and plants were everywhere, except for the two of them and a headless corpse, there was no more than half a figure in this vast world. The night breeze blew slowly, blowing the flowers and plants, blowing the moonlight, and smelling a faint fragrance in the nose, I don't know if this fragrance is the girl's body fragrance of purple plum, or from the nearby flowers and plants. At this moment, the soft fragrance is hugging, how can he hold it?

Suddenly, he remembered something, tried his best to restrain his mind, and said in his heart: "If I do that kind of reckless thing here, what is the difference between me and such indiscriminate thieves as night owls and sparrows?

He has walked the rivers and lakes for many years, and it is not that he has never seen a beautiful woman, but it is indeed rare to see a beautiful and refined woman like Zimei, and it is indeed the first time he has encountered it.

There are two voices in his heart, the struggle between conscience and **, and the struggle between morality and evil.

This is indeed a hurdle, many people have encountered it, maybe people will encounter this kind of similar thing in their lives, some people have struggled, some people have not.

Her internal strength is so profound, and her martial arts must be extremely high, and she must be extremely famous if she wants to be famous, but there is really no earth-shattering figure among the heroines on the rivers and lakes. In any case, since she has such a high level of cultivation, her master must be a rare master in the rivers and lakes. Bear with her, I save her, and then I will see her master, if I take advantage of the situation and worship under that master's door, not only will my martial arts be great, but this beautiful woman will not be mine sooner or later? How can such an indiscriminate method be compared to her taking the initiative to give her a hug? At that time, I will live with this fairy-like woman, and it will be worth it even if I live ten years less.

The more Luo Xuan thought about it, the more proud he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't help but be happy, as if what he imagined was the truth, waiting for him not far away. He seemed to have seen it all and couldn't help but laugh.

After a while, he picked up Ye Zimei, floated away, and disappeared into the vast moonlight.

Zimei opened her eyes again, and the first thing that caught her eye was a soft bed with openwork, a brand new bedding on the bed, and a faint fragrance. Unlike last time, there is no more rouge in this aroma.

She turned her head to see that this was still a small room, and the furnishings were very simple, through the open window, she could see the green mountains and green trees outside, and the breeze blew, sending a faint fragrance of flowers and plants, which made people feel refreshed.

It was already early in the morning, and the flowers and birds were singing, and I was back in a trance of spring.

Zimei sat up, her whole body was still in pain, very useless, her brain was still dizzy, her limbs were weak, and her body's exquisite and deep internal force didn't know where it went.

With a "squeak", the door opened, and a young man in a blue robe entered, with a tall and straight body and a handsome face, but he didn't know him.

Zimei was very surprised and said, "Who are you?"

The blue-robed man was holding a large porcelain white bowl, which was carved with strange flowers and plants, lifelike, and there were wisps of heat in the bowl. It was obvious that the bowl was very hot, and he hurriedly put it on the table next to him, and then pinched his ears with both hands, looking very embarrassed. He jumped twice before turning around and said with a smile: "The girl is awake, in Xia Luoxuan, I ......"

"Your name is Luo Xuan, I know, what's wrong with you?"

"I ...... Last night I ...... I saw the girl fainting on the side of the road from afar, so I sent her here. ”

Zimei let out an "oh", frowned, and said, "Where is this?"

Luo Xuan said: "This is an inn, I ...... I can only send the girl here, and when the girl wakes up, I ...... I'm relieved. ”

Seeing Luo Xuan's embarrassed appearance, Zimei couldn't help laughing out loud and said, "Have you practiced martial arts?"

Luo Xuan's heart jumped, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, I have practiced a little rough kung fu, but in front of the girl, it is really not worth it." ”

Zimei said: "How can someone who can kill a night owl be a superficial kung fu, you are too modest-hey, why do you say that?"

Luo Xuan's face turned red all of a sudden, and he said, "I...... I hugged her, because she was unconscious, and I- I had no intention of blaspheming her, she was naturally beautiful, and I could only admire ......"

"I don't blame you. Zimei giggled.

Luo Xuan let out a long breath and said abruptly, "I'...... I thought you'd be angry, hehe, it's good if you didn't. ”

He smiled wryly, suddenly realized something, turned around and picked up the steaming porcelain white bowl, walked over cautiously, and said, "I saw that the girl was a little weak, so I asked the kitchen to boil a bowl of ginseng soup and drink it while it was hot." ”

Zimei nodded, took the bowl, pursed her lips and smiled: "Thank you!"

When Luo Xuan heard this, he seemed to have received a great favor, and said repeatedly: "The girl must not say that, as long as the girl can get better as soon as possible, it will be worth what I do." ”

Zimei's wrist flicked, and some ginseng soup spilled. Luo Xuan hurriedly said: "Girl, be careful, don't burn!"

Zimei raised her eyes to look at Luo Xuan and didn't say anything. Her eyes are so beautiful, no words can describe it, but under her calm direct gaze, Luo Xuan's intuition felt that her face was hot and hot, and it was hot to the root of her ears, so she didn't dare to face it, and turned her head in a panic.

Zimei sniffed hard, then brought the big bowl to her mouth, and took a shallow sip of ginseng soup, but her eyes were filled with tears.

When Zimei finished drinking the bowl of ginseng soup, Luo Xuan took the bowl and said softly, "Does the girl feel better?"

Zimei burst out laughing and said, "How can it be so fast!"

Luo Xuan smiled wryly, nervously rubbed the corners of her clothes with both hands, and said: "The girl is also a person with strong martial arts, it looks like she has suffered a serious internal injury, I really want to help the girl heal, but this is an inn, there are many people who come and go, and it is inevitable that there will be people with ill intentions, if there is no one to protect the Dharma, the girl will not dare to take advantage of luck, right?"

Zimei let out a soft "um" and said, "I know what you want to say, I did suffer a lot of internal injuries, do you protect the Dharma for me?"

"Of course, of course. Luo Xuan said busily.

After a while, Zimei sat cross-legged on the bed, holding Yuan Shouyi in both hands, and silently used her internal strength. Soon, her face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

Luo Xuan looked at it stupidly, forgetting everything around him, he only had Zimei's alluring face in his eyes, but he also knew that Zimei had reached the critical juncture of healing, and he couldn't be disturbed at this moment.

Luo Xuan tried his best to restrain his mind and secretly guarded.

Suddenly, Zimei let out a coquettish cry, opened her mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood, dark red blood, very dazzling.

Luo Xuan instinctively rushed forward to hold her, full of concern, and said anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Before Zimei could speak, as soon as she sat upright, Luo Xuan saw it. He saw Zimei's arm, which was half a mutton fat-like arm, and even the most nitpicky person in the world couldn't find a flaw. However, there was a wisp of black qi on this arm, like two rows of fine tadpoles, which were slowly rising.

Luo Xuan's heart was shocked, and he blurted out: "You were poisoned?!" Without waiting for Zimei to answer, he muttered to himself: "It doesn't make sense, the poison of the incense is so powerful?"

Zimei pursed her lips and smiled, "This is not poisoning, but internal injuries." ”

Luo Xuan Huoran raised his head, opened a pair of big puzzled eyes, and said, "Will there be such a black qi after internal injuries?"

Zimei smiled, a faint smile, and a faint wry smile, and said: "I was seriously injured, and I couldn't use my internal strength for ten days and a half months!"