The more An Qing rubbed it, the more comfortable she felt.....

Well.....

Suddenly, a charming moan sounded in my ears.

An Qing was stunned, opened her eyes in a daze, blinked in amazement, and her sleepiness disappeared without a trace in an instant.

In front of him lay a charming and touching girl with a flushed face.....

And his own hand actually held the softest part of the girl's body......

This woman is not Duan Xiaoxiao, who will it be?

An Qing was dumbfounded, looking at Duan Xiaoxiao, who was sleeping gracefully and attractively, but her clothes were messy and revealing her snow-white plump parts, she quickly searched her head for the picture when she was drinking, and finally confirmed that Duan Xiaoxiao had never come, and she couldn't help but have many questions in her heart.

The door is locked.....

How did she get in?

Why do you lie in bed with yourself?

Glancing at Duan Xiaoxiao, An Qing suddenly found that Duan Xiaoxiao's face was flushed, and he was as drunk as himself.

Could she ..... Drinking too?

An Qing embarrassedly stretched out her hand back and touched her waist, there was no wine gourd, and she suddenly realized that it must be Duan Xiaoxiao who also drank after coming in.

But why don't you have any impression at all?

Hiss.....

As soon as An Qing thought about it deeply, his head hurt terribly, so he simply didn't bother to think about it anymore, got up and looked at the living room, and found that Long Xiang was still snoring with big characters on the ground, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the defenseless Duan Xiaoxiao, An Qing inexplicably had an evil thought in his heart, and his breath became short, but he forcibly pressed it down after a while.

An Qing smiled helplessly, quietly got off the bed, walked out of the window to look at the outside world before dawn, and said lightly: "Master Jian, you opened the door, right?" ”

Jian Ye was silent.

An Qing said: "If you don't say it, I also know that it's you, because when I wasn't drunk, Long Xiang was already drunk." ”

Jian Ye suddenly smiled: "It's indeed me." ”

An Qing looked at Duan Xiaoxiao on the bed helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "Sword Master, you are ......"

Jian Ye said: "Boy, you don't enjoy Yanfu, I have reason to suspect that you can't do it now." ”

An Qing glared and said, "Nonsense, why can't I do it?" ”

Jian Ye said: "Then why are you not tempted?" ”

An Qing said: "Tempting? I'm tempted, but as you know, I'm not set out for that. ”

Jian Ye sighed: "You will be very bored like this, not to mention that cultivation is already boring." ”

An Qing was noncommittal: "Are you bored?" How do I not think? ”

Jian Ye knew that it was useless to say anything now, unless An Qing changed his sex, otherwise even if a large number of beauties stripped naked in front of him, he would slap himself without hesitation, snatch the door and run away, and changed the topic: "Do you have any ideas about the challenge?" ”

An Qing said lightly: "I don't have any ideas, let's fight one by one, the dean also said, this challenge, only one battle with the same realm is allowed, I am not afraid." ”

Jian Ye thought for a while and said: "That's right, but don't underestimate others, I think you should cultivate the word slash in the Sword Sutra." ”

An Qing's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Can I cultivate?" ”

Jian Ye said: "You can already cultivate, I still wonder why I don't see you cultivating, is it because you don't think it's time to cultivate?" ”

An Qing nodded awkwardly: "I do think so, in fact, I have long noticed that the word in the Sword Sutra has been chopped, if you don't say it, I thought it was not the right time." ”

Jian Ye smiled: "You are too dependent on me, even if you let it go in the future, I will tell you or stop you in advance if it is wrong." ”

"Well, good!"

With the words of the sword master, An Qing was much more relieved, sat cross-legged with excitement, and his divine thoughts sank into the hundred veins, gathering all the sword scripture words floating in the meridian mountains, and began to study the so-called one-word slash.

The one-word slash is a sword move in the Sword Sutra, and An Qing has long wanted to cultivate.

Early in the morning, An Qing opened his eyes and stretched out comfortably, and he already had some heart to cultivate in the hundred veins.

"Are you awake?"

Just when An Qing was complacent, a pleasant voice sounded, An Qing was stunned, opened her eyes, and found Duan Xiaoxiao squatting in front of her, holding her head up, looking at herself with a smile.

"You...... Awake? ”

"Well, I've woken up a long time ago."

"Oh......"

An Qing nodded stiffly, looked around, and asked, "What about Long Xiang?" Where did it go? ”

"He's gone to class!"

"What about you? Why don't you go to class? ”

"It doesn't matter if I go to class or not, they can't control me."

“......”

An Qing was speechless, and suddenly thought that Duan Xiaoxiao really didn't need to go to class, and no one dared to care if she went to class or not.

Ahem!

Thinking of last night, An Qing coughed twice in embarrassment and said, "That..... What about your cousin? ”

Duan Xiaoxiao smiled: "He! When the wounds on his body were healed, he went back. ”

"Okay?"

"That's right!"

An Qing was a little surprised, only the upper half of his body was left, and he could still be cured, but he was relieved when he thought that there were many elixirs in the cultivation world with the white bones of the living and dead.

Although this type of pill is very rare and expensive, it is not impossible to get it, not to mention that Liu Changsu does not seem to be an ordinary person, this difficulty can still be handled for him.

Like An Qing himself, there is a pill of this type, which is Fuyao Dan.

Fuyao Dan can help the seriously injured, although I don't know if it can live and die and live and die, but it also has a great effect on healing.

However, the most important thing for Fuyao Dan is to improve his cultivation.

An Qing had already given one to Long Xiang, and now there were two left.

Although Fuyao Dan is also very useful to himself, when he thinks of what happened to Longxiang for more than a year, An Qing is very upset, and always wants to make up for Longxiang, so he generously gives one away.

After Long Xiang knew what kind of elixir An Qing gave him, he was so moved that he almost hugged An Qing and burst into tears.

An Qingxiao scolded and pushed him away.

In the room, the two had nothing to say for a while, looking at each other, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Duan Xiaoxiao has always been very bold, staring at An Qing with a smile, even if her pretty face was slightly red, she didn't avoid it.

It was An Qing, whose eyes kept dodging, and always felt that Duan Xiaoxiao's eyes made her whole body uncomfortable.

He suddenly found that he hadn't seen Duan Xiaoxiao since he came back from going to the wilderness treasure hunting, and this time he met, Duan Xiaoxiao seemed to be a different person, but where exactly had changed, An Qing hadn't figured it out yet.

"Or ..... Let's go for a walk? ”

"Okay! Where to? ”

"Feel free to walk around and wait for Longxiang to get out of school."

"Why wait for him to get out of school?"

"You'll know when Longxiang arrives."

"Okay....."

The two left the room and wandered around the West Courtyard, and only after Long Xiang got out of school did Duan Xiaoxiao know An Qing's true intentions, because he had blocked all the senior students at the intersection of the road at the moment.

He did this for only one purpose, to vent his anger for Long Xiang.

All the senior students knew that An Qing had returned from the Tower of Trials, and they also knew why An Qing was blocked here, and those senior students who took advantage of An Qing's absence to bully Long Xiang saw An Qing's unkind appearance, and they quietly retreated behind the crowd in horror.

An Qing indifferently glanced at the senior students who were looking at each other, and said, "Long Xiang, whoever bullied you, point it out to me." ”

"Yes, Boss!" Long Xiang said excitedly.