At the moment when the top of her head was completely submerged in the water, Liu Qingmian could only hear her own breathing and heartbeat in her ears, and she could feel the lightness that she could not feel on land, but this was the first time she dived into the hot spring, if it weren't for the fact that her physical fitness had been greatly improved in a few months of cultivation, she was already different from ordinary people, and she was afraid that she would not even have the strength to swim here.

The originally clear sky was obscured by a cloudy cloud that drifted from nowhere, but this cloudy and uncertain weather is just a common thing for Yunzhongquan, and it is often accompanied by thunderstorms in summer, so the sect also laid a protective ban here, but not this spring, but the old tree that blooms every five years.

It is rumored that the petals of Qianyun can be used in medicine, but the specific use is only known to Baihuafeng, who is proficient in flowers, but this is worthy of praise for its decorative properties alone. Large white petals float with the water waves, like snowflakes splashing on the snowfield, like a dream, and also cover the things below it, making the underwater world unexpectedly muddy and dark.

The high temperature instantly flooded her whole body, Liu Qingmian only felt dizzy, but she still insisted on swimming forward for a while, and after a while, when she was about to lose her support, she finally saw a vague black shadow.

The long black weed-like hair danced softly in the water, and the demon head that had been aggressive just now was floating there without any threat, which made people a little worried.

Liu Qingmian hesitated for a few seconds, and finally swam over.

Although she didn't know what the deepest part of the Yunzong Spring was, she was glad that the area she was in was not deep, otherwise she wouldn't dare to go into the water to save people if she had a hundred guts.

The constant heat slowed her mind, so much so that she instinctively tried to pull her hand when she got close to the man, ignoring the huge weight difference between herself and the other person.

The important thing is that this man was not dressed tightly, and this drag failed to bring the person up, but dragged the robe off the upper body! Liu Qingmian scolded in his heart, just dragged something, and then grabbed the man's hair!

In fact, if the visibility in the water had been better, or if she had cleared her mind, she would have noticed that the person in front of her was already a little different from just now. I don't know if it's the effect of this spring water, the flamboyant lines that are entrenched on the man's chest have completely disappeared at this moment, and the man's cultivation has long passed the realm of internal breath circulation, and naturally it is not impossible to drown.

But she finally didn't expect this, the scattered hair made it take her some effort to catch her hand, but as soon as she exerted force in her hand, she knew that it was not good, she was already physically exhausted, and her head was already faint, but what was even worse was that her hand was like a spell, and she completely lost consciousness!

The numbness in her hands quickly spread throughout her body, and before she fell into a coma, she only had time to see the man in front of her who seemed to be the embodiment of darkness, slowly probed, and opened her eyes!

At this time, his eyes were faintly filled with a layer of red light, and there was a frenzy that seemed to erupt, but his tone was still so light, and even a little helpless: "Stupid girl, why are you here?"

If a dream has a temperature, it must be a warm dream. Every brick and tile in the dream is different from the solemn but cold style in the sect, there are exquisite courtyards, although they are not precious but have been carefully cared for, the most chic is the swing on the big tree in the middle of the courtyard. The wooden swing chair was carved by a knife, very jerky, but she felt so familiar. If there's one word to describe it, it's warmth.

"Sister, where are you going?" asked a young female voice.

She followed the sound and saw a purple figure standing up, hearing the words, and walked towards here.

"Good kite, Sister is not going anywhere! What's the matter, are you hungry? Sister is going to make you some sugar gourds to eat?"

The gaze in front of him flickered slightly, as if shaking her head: "I'm not hungry, I want my sister to play on the swing with me!" the girl said excitedly.

The gentle voice smiled and came closer: "Okay, take you, take you!"

The homemade swing gradually enlarged in front of the eyes, and even the lines on the trees could be seen clearly, but the strange thing was that everything was clear, except for the person in front of him, whose face seemed to be covered with a fog, and it was difficult to see clearly.

"Kite slow down, don't fall!" The purple figure was tightly guarded by the side, and the words were full of affection, as if she was afraid that the girl would be injured in something, but the more she was afraid of something, the more she came, although Liu Qingmian's consciousness was awake, but this body was not under her control, so she could only watch everything in front of her sway, and in an exclamation, she shook to the sky, and finally fell to the ground.

Liu Qingmian thought helplessly, this child should have fallen.

"Kite!" exclaimed, Liu Qingmian's consciousness fell into a deep sleep again.

I don't know how long it has passed, and all the swirling clouds have dispersed.

Under the clear sky, on the edge of the cliff, two people were wet.

"Little girl... Little Chef ?... Fisherman!" shouted the seated man.

Although the voice was not loud, the words were harsh, and the words pierced into Liu Qingmian's brain, so that she quickly woke up: "???"

She woke up, and there were three big question marks on her head, who could explain to her what was wrong with the devil in front of her? The girl was fine, and the cook could reluctantly accept it, but what was the matter with the fisherman?

When the man saw her wake up, his face softened slightly, and he gently put a hand on her forehead: "How long has you been going up the mountain, why don't you understand anything?" ”

Liu Qingmian blocked his hand away and said dissatisfied: "It's only been two months since I came up, and I haven't learned much, so I still ask my son to teach me!"

The man suddenly laughed when he saw her puffing up. Although I don't know how long I've been in a coma, looking at the clear sky again, I think it shouldn't be a short time.

"Bai Ye" The man stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, and said, "You have also seen the appearance of my imperial sword just now, what do you think?"

Liu Qingmian didn't understand what he wanted to express, but he still replied truthfully: "It's very handsome." ”

Bai Ye didn't expect her to be so straightforward, so he paused for a moment: "It's over, it's over... I'm not talking about this! I'm already so skilled in the art of the Imperial Weapon, do you think I'll drown?"

This time it was Liu Qingmian's turn to be stunned, and at the same time, her eyes accidentally saw Bai Ye's upper body, her pale skin had been reddened because she had been soaking in the hot spring for a long time, and a little beads of sweat were shining in the sun, like a pearl that had just come out of the water, she felt that everything in front of her was a little too exciting, and the initiator was herself!

I don't know how long it took, Bai Ye finally spoke: "I have already told you my name, so what is your name?"

Liu Qingmian quickly sat up and touched her nose, but fortunately there was no nosebleed! ”

"Liu Qingmei?"

"Phew, the willow of the willow, the clear water, the sleep of sleep!"

Bai Ye smiled and nodded, and then lowered his head to the side and thought about it, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

Liu Qingmian only cared about moving her muscles and bones, after all, she had been out of the water for so long, she didn't want to catch a cold, but this activity was moving, and she suddenly screamed, it turned out that she found that the coat she was wearing was gone!

"What did you do!" Liu Qingmian crossed his arms and looked at him vigilantly.

Bai Ye showed a distressed expression: "Little Sleep girl, I am the one who saved you, but it is just a way to save you..."

"What's the way? Say it quickly!!" Liu Qingmian said resolutely, it was the first time that she had the courage to yell at the devil because of her small strength.

Bai Ye had no choice but to say, "I'm from the Demon Sect. ”

The corners of Liu Qingmian's mouth trembled: "... I have seen it for a long time. ”

Bai Ye touched his chin: "Is it so obvious? Okay, then I'll say it directly." He leaned closer, and his expression was a little mysterious: "The exercise I practice is called the Blood God Tribulation, and when I am unconscious, I will protect the Lord by myself, and when you approached me in the lake just now, the magic skill will be activated by itself to restrain you, so you will feel paralyzed." ”

Liu Qingmian nodded clearly, and Bai Ye continued: "The Blood God Tribulation is from shallow to deep, there are a total of seven tribulations to be passed, and when the calamity is approaching, the body will be covered with red lines, and the more you go to the depths, the more dangerous it becomes, and we have just passed a tribulation, so now the lines on our body have also dispersed." ”

Liu Qingmian nodded again, and hesitated: "Hmm... He Xi Gongzi entered the realm of magic and ascended to the immortal path early! But the path of good and evil, these details still need to be said to me, right?"

Bai Ye scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "I haven't finished yet, it's not just as simple as restraining you, but it will use the internal breath in your body as nutrients, and suck it until you die, unless, I turn you into the same kind." ”

In Liu Qingmian's surprised gaze, Bai Ye took her hand and rolled up her sleeve, and a shocking scar suddenly appeared, but the scar seemed to have existed for a long time, and the surface had grown pink flesh, and only the crooked lines proved what had just happened.

Bai Ye blamed himself: "It's also blamed that I didn't listen to my father's words properly and went out privately during the tribulation, but, fortunately, I came to my senses before sucking you dry, but there is only one way to turn you into the same kind in a short period of time, and that is to pass on the blood demon that I have cultivated on my body to you, well, it was passed on to you through this opening, and I just said that I would like to introduce you in advance..."

Bai Ye said, and suddenly found that the person in front of him was silent, so he cautiously glanced at the little girl in front of him and found that she was completely frozen.

Not to mention that inexplicably becoming a person in the Demon Sect has also become a matter of people, this Bai Ye alone is enough for her to have a headache.

The personality is erratic, sometimes indifferent, sometimes gentle, and then naughty, which is completely unpredictable, is this the sequelae of cultivating this method?

Liu Qingmian looked at the scar on her wrist, she didn't feel any discomfort on her body, and there was no pain in her wrist, she calmed down and asked, "This doesn't seem to have any side effects, but can I not practice this blood god skill?"

Bai Ye corrected: "It's the Blood God Tribulation! No! If you want to worship my sect with your qualifications, you won't accept it, but there is no way to pass it on to you." Moreover, once this blood demon enters the body, it will live and die with the host, but as long as you cultivate it well, it will feed back to the host, if you don't cultivate the Blood God Tribulation, your internal breath recovery speed is not comparable to the speed of its absorption, and you will soon be sucked into a small dry corpse~"

Liu Qingmian said speechlessly: "It does sound very powerful, but what do you mean by this tilde?"

Bai Ye put away his naughty look and smiled shyly at her.

Liu Qingmian couldn't do anything about him, and sighed: "Since I don't have a choice, I'll practice, but I can't practice here, the head has to kill me." ”

Bai Ye: "What else can I do, I can only reluctantly take you back to the sect!" After speaking, as soon as he sacrificed the magic weapon, he suddenly remembered something, and smiled and took out a small jar from his arms: "Let's deal with the wound on my hand first, it's not good for girls to have scars." ”

Liu Qingmian glanced at him, took the jar and opened it, and a burst of fragrance came, it was some white paste-like medicine, which was cold to the touch, which made people feel invigorated.

"Don't leave the flowers!" Liu Qingmian exclaimed.

Bai Ye nodded proudly: "Xiao Mian is very knowledgeable!" and then looked like offering treasures, and actually wanted to take something out of his arms to show her, but was stopped: "Don't, I don't want to know! I don't want to know why you have a treasure that is not spread by Baihua Peak!"

Seeing Bai Ye reluctantly put his hand down, Liu Qingmian breathed a sigh of relief. This wound medicine made from flower juice is a well-known muscle-building medicine in the cultivation world, although it is only suitable for minor external injuries, its effect of not leaving a scar is the most rare.

The effect of this medicine is amazing, but it is also difficult to find, all the stocks in the sect pharmacy do not exceed ten bottles, but this Bai Ye does not know where to get one. Thinking about it, Liu Qingmian still carefully applied the slightly cool liquid medicine to his wrist, and said casually: "Bai Gongzi, this medicine can't be stolen by breaking in before, right?"

"It's not. Bai Ye's voice suddenly lowered again, as if he was talking about something he didn't want to mention. "This is given to me by my mother, who is the former peak master of Baihua Peak. ”