In a person's life, there will always be many choices, especially for cultivators, the tests faced on the path of cultivation are even more numerous, although the choices are good and bad, but the difference is that the result of the choice is heavier than Mount Tai, or is it heavier than Mount Tai.

Like now—

The delicate and beautiful female ghost was snuggling in her arms, her eyes trembled slightly, her face was shy, and she seemed to be unable to help but smell the smell and gnaw it in the next second, and the fragrant and lovely breath permeated the surroundings in an instant, Li Xia felt that her Dao heart was facing an unprecedented huge challenge.

For Li Qingmei, her mind was chaotic, and she was even a little overwhelmed, and the mist in her eyes condensed into tears and quietly slipped down her cheeks, like a small flower about to wither in the rain.

It's not because of crying, but because she didn't control her expression because of [ahhhhhhhh

Reduced to a lonely ghost and a ghost cultivator, she can be regarded as staying in the cave for more than a hundred years, it stands to reason that the ghost should not have the feeling of heartbeat, but at this moment she feels like she is reborn.

Not only was her heart beating hard, but the feeling of being skin-to-skin with Li Xia made her feel extra warm.

The other party's hand holding her was like a hot soldering iron, burning directly to the deepest part of her heart, making her a little dizzy, and her heart was trembling and fluttering.

So, here's the problem.

Who is this little Taoist priest in front of you?

Why does he give me such a special feeling?

Obviously, I was just gently hugged by him, and my soul began to boil and my heart beat faster, and the whole person suddenly became strange, feeling like a small boat in the stormy waves, constantly churning up and down with the waves.

No, I also pressed his sword, but the little Taoist Fengshen is handsome, and the so-called face is born from the heart, he should not have such strange swordsmanship.

So what's the problem?

Li Qingmei's mood was complicated, like a kitten gently scratching her heart.

She was completely sure and sure that she hadn't met Li Xia.

Whether it was when she was alive and still waiting to be married, or in the more than 100 years that she had been a ghost cultivator, the two had nothing to do with each other before.

So what's the feeling of love at first sight when her heart is flustered now?

Li Qingmei began to make up for it.

Could it be the fate of our previous life?

That's not because it should be.

She remembers that in her previous life, she was single when she lived until she died.

After many years of elegant ghost cultivation career, I finally got started, thinking about it, but there was an inexplicable sadness that gradually rose from my heart, and an indescribable emotion grew in Li Qingmei's heart.

Somehow, she felt that the more she looked at it, the more she felt that Li Xia was pleasing to her eyes, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that he was the marriage of Jinse Niangniang who wrapped him into zongzi with red thread and stuffed it into her hands.

Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidental encounter.

But she struggled in her heart again.

Although the Taoist priest in front of her couldn't see his heels, he looked very much in line with her heart, and the sword in his hand was very special at first glance, but with the consistent selection criteria of those Taoist sects for selecting disciples, such a appearance and background must be extraordinary.

However, Taoists are all famous and authentic, and they generally look down on wild fox monks like her, I wonder if this little Taoist priest will dislike her background?

But she thought about it again: "Anyway, she can't win the avenue, not to mention that she hasn't enjoyed some ecstasy in her previous life until she died, today it is better to break the Dao heart that sticks to it, if you can really have a good night with such a little Taoist, if you can really have a good night with such a little Taoist, if you can really have a good night at night, even if the soul is scattered by Yang Qi in the end, it seems that it is worth dying." ”

Now the opportunity is rare, anyway, I'm in his hands now, it seems that he still has a lot of ecstasy, why not let him do it?

Maybe I'll earn it.

Li Qingmei leaned on Li Xia, her mind kept turning.

In fact, her personality would not have been like this.

The problem that led to all this was Li Xia's sword.

As he pondered and focused on what the reward itself was, he seemed to have forgotten something more important.

That is, the interaction between him and Li Qingmei has already exceeded the time limit of one-tenth of the pillar of incense.

In the past six months, he seems to have drifted, not so cautious in his words and deeds on Kunlun Mountain, and he didn't think of this stubble.

And now the consequence is that Li Qingmei, the eldest sister of the big body and a single age ghost cultivator who has practiced for more than a hundred years and has no desires and desires, because of the characteristics of [Striking Sword], her sturdy Dao heart revealed the softest small gap because of Li Xia, and her god and soul trembled because of him.

To put it simply, she's in love.

Love at first sight.

But after a brief entanglement, she rolled her eyebrows, thought about it and made a bold decision.

Li Xia didn't expect that Li Qingmei, who was soft in her arms at the moment, had already reviewed her own past and present lives in just a few thoughts, and the cause and effect of various emotional dramas had been going back and forth in her heart for a hundred years, and she was brewing how to covet his body.

"Dao Chief, I hope for mercy."

Leaning her head on Li Xia's shoulder, Li Qingmei looked at Li Xia timidly when she spoke, her eyes were not sad, but there was a little more resoluteness and freedom in her eyes, although her face was cold and glamorous, she was full of expectation, although it was a little unnatural and unfamiliar.

"I refuse, girl."

Li Xia took a deep breath and pushed Li Qingmei away, calming down his restless mood.

"Isn't it good-looking to be a slave?" Li Xia's action of pushing herself away made Li Qingmei stunned slightly, and then her voice became softer, "Although illusion is not a technique that Qingmei is good at, I can still change some forms at will." ”

As soon as the words fell, Li Xia saw the dress on her body changing like water waves, and quickly switched back and forth between the multiple styles of the small jasper, enchanting and charming, and icy and cold.

Although she has been hiding in the mountains to practice and has not done much business, there are some things that Li Qingmei has not practiced, but she knows some things, even if her seductive techniques and acting skills are still worrying, but the blueprint in the Hehuan Sect is enough, and she believes that she can always become the one that Li Xia likes.

"It's not pretty, but I think there's some misunderstanding between us." Li Xia looked at Li Qingmei, he probably understood what the reward of this [ahhhhhh

There's a bonus to this damn option.

"Misunderstanding?" Li Qingmei looked at Li Xia, her eyes fluttered, and he didn't react to being so tempted?

What a rare upright gentleman in the world!

It seems that the previous Ecstasy technique had no effect on him.

Looks a little strong-willed!

Wouldn't that be even more exciting?

Such a little Taoist priest tastes even more delicious.

However, all of a sudden, Li Qingmei's mind thundered in the deepest part.

It's not okay to be a cute girl like yourself.

Does he like cute boys?