Outside the ruins of Shushan, when Su Jue woke up, he only saw two pairs of dark and bright eyes, staring at her. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Han Sheng and Feng Kite sat side by side and asked nervously, "How do you feel?"

Su Jue frowned, and said in a weak voice: "Dizzy, distressed, without a trace of strength." ”

Han Sheng was stunned and said, "I obviously used a lot of pills and spiritual liquids, why is this still the case?"

Wind Kite snorted and said, "I planted those seven sword qi in her body, and devoured the demon power anytime and anywhere." ”

Han Sheng was shocked: "Are you cultivating sword qi indiscriminately without the permission of others?"

Wind Kite retorted: "Didn't you also plant the two sword qi of Shu Mountain? That's the top of our Shu Mountain!"

Su Jue whispered: "I'm fine, it's not painful, but I don't have any strength at all." ”

Feng Kite said seriously: "That's because after removing the demonic qi and demonic qi, now you are the real Su Jue, an ordinary and fragile soul." ”

"Ordinary fragile souls?" Su Jue repeated twice in a low voice, suddenly raised his head, and said with a smile: "Thank you sister for saving me." ”

Seeing Su Jue's smile, Feng Kite's face turned rare red, her heart pounded, and she kept screaming: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die! Why is there such a good-looking girl in the world! God, if I can have half of her beauty...... No, no, no, even if there is only that smile, I am the number one beauty in Xianmen!"

Su Jue looked strangely at the blushing wind kite, and for some reason, she supported the ground with her jade hands and struggled to sit up. Han Sheng stretched out his hand to help, Su Jue smiled embarrassedly, gently put the slender and transparent jade hand on Han Sheng's palm, and slowly sat up.

Han Sheng sensed that her form was very unstable, and even her palms were dissipating slightly. He clenched Su Jueyu's hand worriedly, transferred the mana in his body, and the gurgling warm current poured into Su Jue's body, helping her stabilize her body.

Su Jue gasped softly, recovering a little bit of vitality with the help of these mana, Han Sheng said: "There are some exercises for cultivating the soul in Shushan, I can teach you." ”

Su Jue's voice was weak: "Isn't this okay?"

Han Sheng smiled: "There's nothing wrong with it, as long as you can get better soon, it's the best thing." ”

Su Jue smiled shyly, and with her almost transparent body, she was thrillingly beautiful.

Feng Kite, who was thinking wildly, suddenly felt a sour feeling when he heard the conversation between the two, and his previous admiration for Su Jue was gone. She pouted and walked towards Shushan, and Han Sheng shouted behind her, "Where are you going?"

Feng Kite snorted coldly: "I'm going to Shu Mountain to find relics." ”

"Oh. ”

The conversation ended, and Han Sheng began to recite a mantra to Su Jue to help her condense her body. The wind kite's small mouth was almost enough to hang a teapot, and on a blank flat ground, she wandered around, angry and miserable.

"Where am I going? Where else am I going? Shushan is gone, and you still ask me where I am going, where can I go! An 'oh', you only say one 'oh'! Am I so unimportant? If I am in danger, if I die, are you still an 'oh'? I know that you like beautiful girls, and I like beautiful girls, but I at least remember you!"

The more she thought about it, the more sad she became, her tears kept rolling, she twitched her nose, and choked up: "I knew I couldn't compare to her, she was so beautiful, and her smile was better than a fairy." But, after knowing each other for so long, we even pulled our hands......"

She blew her nose vigorously and felt even more sad.

"Fairies never have a runny nose when they cry, why do I keep bleeding!?"

"Because you're not a fairy. Han Sheng's voice sounded, and she was almost distracted.

The little kite said with a pale face: "When did you come over?!"

Han Sheng smiled and said, "Since the fairies don't have a runny nose, you came here when you don't stop bleeding." ”

"Die!" Wind Kite was annoyed and ashamed, brandishing the Jianmu Sword and slashing at Han Sheng: "I hate you people who teleport at every turn!!

Han Sheng dodged the sword lightly and skillfully, reflexively grabbed her right hand holding the sword, and the five fingers pressed and flicked, and the Jianmu sword fell to the ground. He clenched the little hand of the wind kite, swept his left foot on the ground, and the unbalanced wind kite screamed and threw itself into his arms. For a while, the warm fragrance of nephrite jade was in his arms, and his hair was fragrant, Han Sheng lowered his head and said in Feng Kite's ear: "Actually, I love you very much." ”

It's not love, it's love.

Feng Kite's body stiffened suddenly, she lay on Han Sheng's chest, trembling slightly, and returned to Fengtianfu City in a trance. At that time, she was also lying on Dao Xuan's body like this, burying her face, not daring to let Elder Qingcai find out. Then Dao Xuan said don't cry, since you don't want to see him, then we won't see him.

From that moment on, she knew she was in love with this person. Flee under the elders, reunite at crossroads, chat in the night, and save people when they betray their masters. The degree of liking is getting deeper and deeper, so deep that she can't forget it day and night, but she doesn't dare to say love, this word is too heavy, for many people, this is still an era of shame to say love.

"Are you serious?" the wind kite's delicate body trembled.

Han Sheng gently hugged the waist of the wind kite and said in a low voice, "I love you." ”

When I first entered Shushan, I really hated this little girl, who was rude and unreasonable. Later, his persistence and tears in Su Mansion, his arguments and teachings on the night road, and his crying and repentance in front of the Ethereal Palace all made him gradually change his opinion of this daughter. But that's all there is to it, it's not a hate, it's not a liking, it's the same as an ordinary friend.

Until Han Sheng was imprisoned in the Lock Demon Tower by the head of Qingsong, the surroundings were bleak and dangerous, and it could be said that he would definitely die. But there was a girl who rushed into the lock demon tower for him, and he had been wondering, wondering if the wind kite was sent by Qingsong? Is there some other conspiracy? Shushan, or wind kite, what do you want from him?

It has been eleven years since he came to this world, and Han Sheng will not trust anyone anymore.

However, on the seventh floor, she separated her five fingers and embedded them between Han Sheng's fingers, so close to each other that even her pulse could be heard clearly.

The sky was falling apart, the storm was a tsunami, and for a long time, his brain went blank. This squeamish and willful girl, with such clumsy movements, broke all defenses. Her rapid breathing, sweaty palms, and stiff arms all turned into swamps, making Han Sheng's heart sink forever.

Many times, just a slight action will give birth to countless couples.

"I love you too. ”

The wind kite stood on tiptoe and kissed Han Sheng's lips gently.

At this time, the wind is clear, the weather is just right, the surrounding flat ground is endless, and the wind brings refreshing air. The white wolf hid to the side and peeked, covering his eyes shyly from time to time. At this time, it found Su Jue walking in the distance, his eyes were suddenly fierce, one paw pointed to the ground, and the other paw pointed at his neck, making a throat cutting motion.

The intention is obvious, stop me, dare to take a step forward, and wait for death!

Su Jue stopped, she looked at the white wolf suspiciously, and then moved to the flat ground with her gaze. When the two hugging and kissing are seen, the world falls silent and nothing is heard.

Gradually, a bitter smile spread on her beautiful face, no wonder Han Sheng only taught a mantra and left in a hurry, no wonder, no wonder...... (To be continued.) )