"My sister has only been in the Yunshan faction for a year, and she can't even reach the average level in the Yunshan faction, just because she has good cooking skills, she spends more time on weekdays not cultivating martial arts, but on trivial things such as cooking on the fire, just such a disciple, but the Yunshan faction sent her to participate in the star picking conference, not to look down on you, what is it?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sigh on the shore.

"I said, this disciple's qualifications are mediocre, but he can stand on this white jade lotus platform, tsk."

"The Yunshan faction is already arrogant, I just heard that they were not the first to appear, but they changed their numbers with other sects, isn't this a blatant satire of the Star Picking Conference?"

"We just laughed at the Yunshan faction, but I didn't expect the harlequin to be myself."

"The disciples of the Yunshan Sect get off the White Jade Lotus Terrace, you are not welcome at the Star Picking Conference!"

"Get out of here!"

"Roll ......"

Meng Qinghe buried his face in He Shufan's chest and said in a muffled voice: "Get out, I want someone to urge you." ”

He Shufan glanced down at Meng Qinghe, and said helplessly: "I want to get out, isn't this stopped by anyone, you can bear with it a little longer." ”

Yu Xiaowan's face was so black that she could scrape out a few taels of bottom ash, she originally planned to go on the field to regain face for the Yunshan faction after Meng Qinghe lost people, but now she was exposed by He Shufan this time, this white jade lotus platform, how can she still have the face to stand on it?

However, her purpose has not been achieved yet, and she can't let Meng Qinghe go.

Since these people didn't look down on the Yunshan Sect, then she let them see the true mastery of the Yunshan Sect.

Yu Xiaowan's phoenix eyes tightened slightly, and she pulled out a thin sword with silver gland from the ebony scabbard, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at He Shufan.

"Let go of my disciples of the Yunshan Sect."

He Shufan only felt funny, if it weren't for Meng Qinghe's repeated warnings that he couldn't show his true body in the world and couldn't reveal the cultivation of his own clan, he would want to set fire to roast this unreasonable woman now.

The shouting and scolding on the shore of the lake shook the sky, and Shangguan Lan just took the opportunity to send someone to fly to the top of the white jade lotus platform, wanting to take down the troublemakers.

Since it is everyone's request, he can't be considered to be partial to anyone.

Bai Yulian Terrace is not big, and it is not small to say that it is small, but with so many people coming up at once, it seems a little crowded.

The sword has been unsheathed, and Yu Xiaowan will not give up if he doesn't fight today.

The guards of the City Lord's Mansion are all good hands, even if Yu Xiaowan is the master of the first peak of the Yunshan Sect, he does not dare to underestimate the enemy.

Since someone stopped Yu Xiaowan, He Shufan didn't delay any longer, and jumped into the air at the moment, intending to fly to the other side of the lake.

Who knew that a blue light suddenly came, He Shufan only felt that his hand was empty, and when he glanced down, Meng Qinghe was gone.

"Hiss......"

The shouting and scolding had not yet dissipated, but the masters of the various sects gasped in unison.

The shadow ...... What is it?

He Shufan fell back to Baiyutai in shock, why did Meng Qinghe and such a big person disappear?

Yu Xiaowan and the two guards of the City Lord's Mansion were in a good fight, and they didn't notice those movements, only that the people on the shore were impressed by her swordsmanship.

Shangguan Lan's surprise in his heart was no less than that of the masters of the various factions, but he quickly realized something, and turned his head to look at the seat of the Yunshan faction.

Sure enough, there was only one disciple left in the seat of the Yunshan Sect.

No wonder the lord's attitude towards that person was different from that of others, it turned out to be a hidden master.

Also looking at the Yunshan faction seat, there was also the purple-clothed girl beside Shangguan Lan.

……

Wanli Inn Tianzi No. 1 room.

Meng Qinghe was hot all over, even through his clothes, Ye Jibai still felt that he was holding a stove.

On the way back, Meng Qinghe kept rubbing into Ye Jibai's arms, she was obviously hot and dry, but she still wanted to be closer to the warmth.

Meng Qinghe didn't know how long he could keep his clarity.

The silver-red clothes were already soaked, clinging to Ye Jibai, and even Ye Jibai felt a little irritable.

Meng Qinghe closed her eyes tightly, she was afraid that as soon as she opened her eyes, she would ask Ye Jibai to see something wrong.

, the ghost knows how much Meng Qinghe wanted to slaughter Ye Jibai at this moment.

Originally, as long as He Shufan took her out of Jinglan Lake and found a random place, she would run her magic breath, and the poison of love in the world would be dissipated in a moment.

However, Ye Jibai was full of food and snatched her away, causing her to be roasted on the fire at the moment, so uncomfortable that she wanted to eat Ye Jibai alive.

The secret medicine in this human palace is a treasure that has been passed down through several generations, and Meng Qinghe is really beyond his strength to fight against him with a mortal body.

What to do?

There is no antidote, but there is a man.

Meng Qinghe's eyes seemed to depict a gorgeous red glow, although she didn't dare to look at Ye Jibai, she knew that Ye Jibai was staring at her at the moment.

Ye Jibai put Meng Qinghe on the bed, raised his hand and tore off the purple curtain.

The curtain is embroidered with flowers, and two butterflies shuttle through it, full of spring.

"I'll go find the antidote."

Sensing that Ye Jibai was leaving, Meng Qinghe suddenly hooked his long legs, put them on Ye Jibai's waist, and pressed Ye Jibai on the bed with his long arms.

Ye Jibai's forehead rubbed against Meng Qinghe's hot cheeks, and the hair on her sideburns was wet with sweat and sticking to her cheeks wetly.

"Ye Jibai......" Meng Qinghe's voice was hoarse, scratching Ye Jibai's heart like a cat's claw.

Meng Qinghe's lips were close to Ye Jibai's ear, "You save me......"

Ye Jibai's brain "buzzed", and his face turned red instantly.

The master of the Yunshan faction, who has always been cold, lost his armor at this moment.

But Ye Jibai didn't want to be used as an antidote by Meng Qinghe for no reason, this woman was the most ruthless, if she turned her face and didn't admit it afterwards, wouldn't Ye Jibai kill her?

Ye Jibai struggled away and grabbed Meng Qinghe's hand that was swimming on his chest.

But he didn't get up, he stared at Meng Qinghe's closed eyes, "Meng Qinghe, you look at me." ”

Meng Qinghe tilted her head, how dare she look at Ye Jibai.

"Ye Jibai ......" Although Meng Qinghe didn't open her eyes, her eyelashes were already stained with crystal tears, and tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, "I'm so uncomfortable." ”

Meng Qinghe tossed and squirmed on the messy thin quilt of the carved bed, unable to live in peace.

This kind of taste is really fatal!

Ye Jibai finally couldn't bear it, let go of Meng Qinghe's hand, hugged her tightly, and asked in a low voice, "Have you figured it out?" ”

Is it Meng Qinghe's turn to think clearly?

Even if Ye Jibai went out to find the antidote at this moment, not to mention whether he could find it, even if he found it, Meng Qinghe was afraid that his life would be difficult to protect.

And if Ye Jibai came back and saw that she had been detoxified, what should she guess?

And how can she explain it?

Annoying!

Meng Qinghe bit Ye Jibai's shoulder, and she didn't let go until there was a smell of blood in her mouth.

Ye Jibai endured the pain on her shoulder, rubbed her sweaty hair, as if she wanted to get a definite answer, and said, "Don't regret it." ”

Meng Qinghe felt that his throat and eyes were spewing fire, and the strong man said as if he was dying: "Come on!" ”