Quick Pass: After binding, the villain asks for a kiss every night

Chapter 172 Immortal Venerable She Only Wants to Raise Cubs 13
The boy buried his head in the socket of her neck.

The voice seemed a bit broken in the wind: "Well... I'm afraid."

The hands around the waist are tightly hugged.

Obviously very scared.

Shi Lian's hand was on the back of the hand wrapped around his waist: "It's okay, I won't be afraid after I learn how to control the sword in the future."

The boy let out a low "hmm" between her neck.

The exhaled breath made her itchy.

Shi Lian slowed down the speed of Yujian as he thought about the boy's first Yujian.

Then, while earnestly fulfilling his duties as a master, he began to explain the essentials of controlling the sword to the little boy.

Mo Yu hugged her slender waist, listening to the girl's eloquent explanation.

He didn't hear it.

But it can also answer twice from time to time.

In the breath, there is a girl's cold fragrance as clear as a plum.

Very low charm, let him greedy.

Until, the long sword stopped at the top of a towering mountain peak.

Surrounded by fairy air, full of aura.

A huge palace sits on top of it.

Immortal mist filled the room.

The three characters [Qinghan Peak] are faintly visible on the plaque of the palace.

"In the future, you will live here." Shi Lian led Mo Yu to the room next to her room, and opened the door.

The original owner doesn't like outsiders to set foot in his place.

In the huge palace.

And there was only her.

This side sleeper has never been lived in.

But the inside is neat and clean, and the colors are elegant.

"If you have any preferences, you can make use of this room by yourself. I'm next door, so call me if you have anything to do." Shi Lian pointed to her own room next to her.

Mo Yu nodded obediently and agreed.

Looking at the boy's shabby clothes, which were still stained with scars and blood.

Shi Lian thought for a while: "My Qinghan Peak has never been inhabited by humans, let alone mortals. You go to Qinghan Spring to wash your body first, and I will borrow a set of male disciple's clothes for you."

After Shi Lian finished speaking, she was about to turn around and leave.

The sleeve robe was tightly clenched by the young man's fingers.

Shi Lian turned around.

Facing the boy's clear starry eyes: "I... don't like to wear clothes worn by others."

Shi Lian: "..."

There are quite a lot of problems with the little boy.

But it is.

After all, he was a rich second generation before.

How can I get used to other people's clothes?

Shi Lian nodded: "I'll bring you a new set. After you rest for a day, I'll take you to order a few sets of clothes for you tomorrow."

The young man let go of his hand.

Shi Lian brought the young man to Qinghan Spring, and went to Qinghan Sect with his sword—

Be a qualified teacher.

Get clothes for your little apprentice!
Moyu stands beside Qinghan Spring.

Those star-bright eyes gradually became dark and dark.

It took a long time before his fingertips slowly landed on the belt.

The dirty robe fell to the ground.

He walked slowly and stepped into the spring water filled with fairy air.
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Breeze Peak.

Jun Qingxu hugged the man in his arms and returned to his palace.

Raise your hand to put away the giant sword.

Then the person in his arms was about to be put down.

However, Ji Suqian tightly wrapped his arms around his neck, almost buried in his arms.

unwilling to let go.

Jun Qingxu's practice of immortality is the most ruthless method.

For Ji Suqian, maybe she has a good impression.

But it is only limited to the favor of life-saving grace.

I didn't think deeply about the relationship between men and women.

Seeing her hugging him so tightly.

Jun Qingxu subconsciously wanted to let him go.

But looking at the person in his arms, the eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

I couldn't help but feel soft-hearted.

Perhaps, Su Qian was flying with a sword for the first time, so she was too scared.

He patted the little girl's slender back lightly. He was always a flower in the high mountains. He was extremely cold, and his tone was rare and gentle: "Don't be afraid, you have already reached my Qingfeng Peak."

(End of this chapter)