The night was getting deeper, and from the evening onwards, the sky began to drizzle, and there was no tendency to stop until everything was quiet.

Qiu Liluo lived in a specially prepared bamboo building, silently looking at the woman standing respectfully opposite, and his eyebrows hurt a little.

Her purpose, Qiu Liluo could see at a glance, she was completely like a picker, and her face was always flushed, which was very attractive.

She's beautiful and seductive, but she can't be touched!

This is a fundamental question!

He didn't want the male body that he had managed to recover with great difficulty to disappear from this woman's hands, and once again carry two balls of flesh to swagger through the heavens and all worlds.

What's more... He realized that the little brother didn't seem to have that kind of reaction, which was simply a man's sorrow.

Of course, he is not a man now, and Qiu Liluo also expressed deep doubts.

"Stand down, something will call you. Pinching his eyebrows, Qiu Liluo waved his hand.

Poria Ling'er's eyes dimmed, and she said slightly: "My subordinates retire." ”

Looking at the back of her leaving, Qiu Liluo's hand hidden under the sleeve robe tightened, and she had the idea of beating Zhou Xian.

He was still rejoicing in recovering his male body, but this old guy sent a woman and directly poured a basin of cold water on himself, which was still cold to the bone.

After shaking his head, he brought up the system properties panel, and looked at it again with a black face:

Host: Autumn falls

Gender: Female

Strength: ??? (Banned Heavenly Dao)

Exercises: Phoenix Nine Turns Heavenly Gong, Xuannu Sutra

Current World: Zhu Xian

is still the same as always, the gender column is even more dazzling, in the end, he is still a woman, but he has a barely man's body.

"There's a long way to go." Qiu Liluo sighed, got up from the chair, opened the door and walked out.

In the dark night, the courtyard where he was located seemed to be bottomless, and the sound of the rain hitting the ground was so clear in the dark night.

The light in the house brings a faint light, pulling a long shadow of the birch trees in the depths of the courtyard.

Looking up at the sky, I took a deep breath.

The cool and moist air instantly poured into his chest, and although he was standing in the corridor, the breeze outside brought the rain and slapped it on his face.

At this moment, the mood of autumn is very complicated, and it is also a little unwilling.

The massive amount of luck obtained from Tianding actually only turned himself into a half-male and half-female existence, except for some obvious characteristics, his root is still a woman.

This body, from the outside, is indeed a man, and the organs are no different, but it does not have the ability of a man, and in some place that he does not know, he is still a woman.

It's not that he is prejudiced against women, but it's that a man really can't accept that he has become a woman, and the physical transformation does not mean that the psychological transformation will also follow.

Looking at the heavy rain clouds, he sighed, and then walked towards this awakened corridor, strolling.

The night was deep, the wind was howling, and the rain was deep.

The raindrops that fell from the sky were placed on the bluestone slabs in the courtyard, splashing one after another. Between the tiles and thatched grass above the cloister, the rainwater gathers into a stream, and the wisps are gently left behind, like a small waterfall.

Walking in the cloister is like walking in a deep and quiet landscape.

Looking at the mahogany corridor that connects with the corridor of the bamboo building, Qiu Liluo's eyes narrowed slightly, and in front, there was a figure sitting alone in the rain, the thin dress was completely soaked in the rain, and the long hair was also stuck to the forehead.

"Why is she here?"

Looking at the depressed Poria, Qiu Liluo hesitated, raised his hand and held it weakly, and an oil-paper umbrella was generated out of thin air.

The wind blew, the sound of "woo" sounded, and the rain in the sky also tilted, but the figure still did not react.

Stretching out his umbrella and stepping on the ground where the water was blooming, he walked towards the stone table.

The pace was light, without a sound, or she was so immersed in her grief that she didn't notice someone coming.

The umbrella is not big, just enough for one person to shelter from the wind and rain.

Qiu Liluo moved the umbrella in his hand forward, half blocking the top of her, blocking the falling rain.

The wind is still there, but the rain is not seen!

Poria looked up blankly and saw a white figure standing in front of her, the rain falling from the sky covered by a cyan oil-paper umbrella.

The two eyes met silently, silent, except for the sound of rain lapping on the oil-paper umbrella.

The night was deep, the wind and rain were blowing between the heavens and the earth, and the fallen leaves from nowhere crossed the umbrella and gently fell from the two of them.

Under the blue oil-paper umbrella, his shirt was gently swaying in the wind, and a strand of hair hanging down next to his left eye was dripping with rain.

Poria sat on the stone bench in a daze, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar face in front of her, and for a moment, a trace of confusion passed through her heart, and more importantly, it was unreal.

Is it my delusion?

She looked at the person in front of her, how she wished that time would stop at this moment.

After a long time, Qiu Liluo slowly spoke: "Why are you here?"

Lingling was stunned, raised her head and slowly lowered it, and a touch of helplessness flashed in her eyes: "Yes, why am I here?"

Her voice was soft, but with a hint of self-deprecation.

Qiu Liluo frowned slightly: "But what's the difficulty?"

"Yes, no, it's doomed anyway. Poria said and got up slowly, standing opposite Qiu Liluo, the distance between the two was only one foot, and the fragrance on her body went straight into Qiu Liluo's nasal cavity.

Her eyes were like a pool of autumn water, without a trace of life.

Qiu Liluo's brows furrowed even deeper, he didn't understand why Poria was like this, even if he was a heavenly way, he couldn't figure out people's hearts, and he couldn't see through it at all.

Poria just looked at him quietly, it was the first time she had been so close to him.

Ever since she saw her once in the main hall of the sect three years ago, she had been deeply infatuated with this mysterious and powerful sect master, and she had reached the point where she couldn't extricate herself.

Mysterious, powerful, young....

All of this was undoubtedly teasing her heart, but she didn't dare to show her emotions, so she could only hold it silently in her heart, and it wasn't until ten days ago that she received the order to serve the sect master, and she revealed her emotions.

Therefore, she did not resist this order, but she didn't know how to express it, which caused her to be unclear recently.

"Maybe I've been taking it too seriously, right?"

Thinking of this, Poria smiled bitterly, and then slowly spoke: "Can I hug you?"

Qiu Liluo's brows furrowed slightly again, he saw the reason for Poria Er's low mood, and after a little groaning, he nodded.

At the moment when he nodded, a soft and delicate body threw himself directly into his arms, hugging his waist and crying incessantly.