During this time, Jing Yue has been practicing water tank tai chi.

Maybe because the water spirit body and the eldest lady had practiced the rain technique, his cultivation results became more and more significant, and he was recognized by the holy sister Chen Ruxue.

Senior Sister Chen really didn't wear small shoes for him, on the contrary, the two looked like teachers and friends, and the relationship was still impatient.

But his relationship with Senior Sister Chen was good, but he received contempt, envy, jealousy and hatred from Wang Xing and his party.

On this day, Wang Xing gritted his teeth and said, "You said that you like the Night Condensation Holy Maiden." ”

In the Taichu Sect, many old people regard the separation of teachings as a thorn in their side, but in the younger generation of the Taichu Academy, it is a different situation.

They like to divide some sects, such as the act of opening up cities suitable for human habitation in the closed Shu land, and the question of which of the two holy daughters is strong and beautiful is also a topic that young disciples talk about.

Jing Yue nodded and said, "That's right." ”

"Then why are you tired of being with Senior Sister Chen?"

"I like the Night Saintess, it doesn't affect the Saintess Shanshan's preaching and karma for me." Jing Yue replied.

This statement is so inflated that many young fellow disciples are eager to secretly put a sack on him and beat him.

You must know that the saint Chen Ruxue is a well-known "killer of boys and girls", and her demeanor can always capture the hearts of many boys and girls.

Among them, many local geniuses, such as Wang Xing, came to Taichu Academy for a large part of the reason why they came to the Holy Maiden Chen Ruxue.

Some of them have been here for many years, some of them were ecstatic because they had said a word to Chen Ruxue, and some of them felt that the saint was interesting to him because of the saint's glance at them, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

It can be said that they have had countless fantasies about saints.

And these fantasies seemed to have come true in Jing Yue, a newcomer, so their fantasies were more or less shattered.

Yes, they saw Jing Yue and the holy woman go into the grove and preach inside.

Well, this obviously seems to be a very ordinary thing, but when it happened to the saint, they still felt pain.

It hurts too much.

And Jing Yue seemed to be in the midst of blessings and didn't know the blessings, and complained: "It's okay to be very tired, I'm so tired that I don't want to move, I really don't want to go." ”

He is telling the truth, his body has always been quiet, probably because of the closeness of the water spirit body and the water, plus Tai Chi playing with water is really enjoyable, these days, he seems to have opened a new door, indulge in it every day.

Well, this feeling is just the same as indulging in fanning cauliflower with a stick and learning from Sun Wukong with a stick when I was a child.

Followed by exhaustion, shallow cough, yesterday because of the stirring too hard and too hard, his arm hurt, him actually lost two days of life.

Although playing in the water still has a huge attraction for him, Jing Yue didn't want to practice more today, so he escaped from the grove with a squeezed appearance and came to this canteen to cook.

And so this conversation came about.

Listening to Jing Yue's complaints, several fanatical fans of the Holy Maiden already wanted to strangle him to death.

Jing Yue didn't have time to pay attention to them, because it was time to go to the eldest lady and the holy girl later.

It's very tiring.

Punctual, accurate, and extremely familiar, Jing Yue entered the body of the eldest lady.

To be honest, after knowing that the eldest lady was only a pine forest away from him, he was not as relaxed as before every time he came here.

Yes, this will reduce the sense of security, and it will be a little panicked to step on two boats.

How to say it, it's a bit of the legendary "online horizontal, offline cowardice" flavor.

But don't be afraid, at least the holy girl is quite far away from him, as long as one party does not meet, she will not capsize.

Jing Yue was already quite tired, and was about to come to the eldest lady to resurrect on the spot, but his feet were weak and he almost sat on the ground.

He gasped with the eldest lady's body, only to feel that this body was also very tired, and couldn't help asking, "Why are you so tired?" ”

"You're here!" Mu Qingqian said happily.

Because of the practice of water tank tai chi, Jing Yue and the eldest lady and the holy girl all greeted them who might be late, and got the understanding of the two.

Well, their words mean pretty much the same thing.

As long as it's not because it's not another woman who is late.

"Well, I just moved ten pigs." Mu Qingqian explained.

"Ten heads? Is your master so ruthless? Jing Yue couldn't help but complain.

During this time, he knew that the cultivation on the eldest lady's side had been increasing.

From controlling the water to move one pig, two or three pigs, and now ten pigs, it is really embarrassing.

The Tibetan Rain Palace, whether it is the name or the exercises, has a smart and romantic temperament.

Outsiders also think so, because the water control technique of the disciples of the Tibetan Rain Palace is quite a bit of the charm of fairy means, plus they often dress up with a fairy spirit, which makes people think that they are immortals and fairy-like existences.

But who would have thought that the water control technique of the Hidden Rain Palace would be practiced in such a very unromantic way as moving pigs.

"It's a wild boar this time." Mu Qingqian couldn't help but say.

"But it's good that you're here, I can take a break."

Her body is being driven, and she can theoretically take a break.

But the physical and mental exhaustion still made her feel the same way, so that the two of them only struggled for a moment before deciding to go back to sleep.

"It looks like we're just going to sleep together today." Jing Yue teased.

"Hmm." Mu Qingqian's voice suddenly became much quieter.

With a bang, Jing Yue manipulated the eldest lady's body and lay on the big bed heroically.

This lie is just as comfortable as lying on the clouds.

He put on the habitual sleeping posture of the word "too", so the eldest lady who was clear and beautiful on the bed showed a "big" character lying there.

"We're kind of sleeping in the same bed." Jing Yue teased the eldest lady and said.

"Hmm."

The eldest lady's voice couldn't help but be quieter.

Mu Qingqian and Jing Yue slept in the same bed, only feeling so nervous and shy, while Jing Yue on the other side had already fallen asleep.

He was so tired.

After stirring the vat for a long time, I came here to move the bodies of ten wild boars, and the exhaustion was simply seamless.

Listening to Jing Yue's even breathing sound with her body, the nervous and shy eldest lady couldn't stay sleepy after all and fell asleep.

Maybe because she was lying on the same bed with Jing Yue, she didn't sleep deeply, and was suddenly woken up by a sound.

This body was still in a state of closed eyes, because Jing Yue was sleeping, but she heard her own voice like a dream.

"Holy Maiden."

"Holy Maiden."

......

Is he talking in his sleep?

At this moment, the eldest lady fell into an ice cellar.

It turns out that the person he likes is called the Holy Maiden?

Just when she was so sad that she was almost desperate, the other party suddenly called "Miss" again.

Mu Qingqian quickly cleaned up his emotions and wondered, "Does the eldest lady mean me?" ”

That's what he calls himself when he usually communicates.

At this moment, there was a glimmer of hope in the eldest lady's desperate mood.

I still have a little place in his heart.

Yes, even if it is far inferior to the saintess he called first, at least there is still a place.

The eldest lady thought with low self-esteem.

Immediately, a touch of courage was born in her sad heart, like a little white flower on the cliff.

She didn't like to scramble since she was a child, and she was even afraid of scrambling, but this time, she wanted to grab it.

So she asked softly, "Who is the Holy Maiden?" ”