Immortal cultivator lay down and won, the cold demon emperor brought his cubs to chase me down

Chapter 46 I Dreamed About Him Again

Hurry up and hurry up, but fortunately, Su Suizhu arrived at Shuiyuntai in time because he acted quickly.

There are not too many disciples of the water school, about 40 to [-] people, most of them are women, and there are very few male disciples. If you look around, you can count them on ten fingers.

At this time, they were sitting in meditation on the futon below, and the elder sister Lianwu was sitting on the round platform above.

Su Suizhu came late, so she could only sit in the back, and what she heard were all misty things, which made her drowsy.

Dimly, the clouds and mist dispersed, and she saw the man in the black shirt coming in front of her again, while she was still lying on the bed.

The man's fingertips were slightly cold, he held her in his arms, and was gently taking off her clothes.

Su Suizhu just stared at his face, all he wanted to remember was his facial features and appearance, and he was already used to his subordinates' movements.

It happens every time anyway.

She wanted to ask, who is he?Why does this happen every time?

But she couldn't speak or move, so she could only let him manipulate her.

A chill came from behind, and Su Suizhu could even feel the burning pain of skin peeling off his body.

Leaning in the man's arms, she couldn't feel any warmth from him, only cold and heartless.

"Sigh~"

This time, Su Suizhu felt that he was still awakened by the pain, subconsciously took a breath, and when he opened his eyes, many pairs of eyes looked at her.

Su Suizhu lowered her head silently in embarrassment.

It is also strange to say that I have been repeating this strange dream recently, endlessly.

And the man in the black shirt in the dream, no matter how much she remembered his appearance, he would only become a vague outline when he woke up...

Su Suizhu couldn't help thinking of that man, and in her memory, he was the only one wearing a black shirt.

However, he was the one who made the first move that day...

And the scene in the dream seemed like she was sorry for him, and he was coming to seek revenge...

No, it's impossible, it must not be him in the dream!

The matter has passed, Su Suizhu patted his face lightly, ignoring his strange thoughts.

Lian Wu was talking about some spells, and Su Suizhu regained his energy a little bit.

She has no interest at all in meditation.

The cultivation in Su Suizhu's understanding should be to be able to control things to fly, to catch monsters and fight monsters, which is a very powerful existence.

After the class was over, she went straight to Shuijing Pavilion, the place where Lianwu mentioned her book collection.

The little yellow bird appeared again, stood on her shoulder very familiarly, and lay down again.

Su Suizhu shook his shoulders, and the silly bird flapped its wings twice but still did not leave.

Forget it, Su Suizhu didn't bother to talk to it.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Wang Siqing's master, Huo Yan, still hasn't returned.

And the rumored Master Shuiwu never appeared.

Su Suizhu wanted to learn something at first, but because of the material, he couldn't listen to the lecture at all.

In order not to disturb Lin Qinghan's peace of mind when reading, she can only pass the time by flipping through some books that she is still interested in.

However, most of them are subduing evil spirits, changing formulas and other spells. Occasionally, they will see what kind of magical things Lin Qinghan's kung fu is.

As for the level of cultivation that Lianwu said, from easy to difficult, from level one to level nine, all solid elements and foundation building come in from the left ear and out from the right ear.

Today, Bishui Pavilion.

Lian Wu looked at the man in the black shirt who came here suddenly in front of him, his eyes were turbulent for a moment.

"You want to join my water school?"

"Yes."

Mo Zhi's eyes were firm, and his whole body was stronger than invisible.

Although the realm of Wuwangshan hides everyone's unique breath and original form.

But Lianwu's cultivation base is not low, and she can feel the difference a little bit.

His cultivation must be above hers.

But the rules are here, and Lianwu has no reason to ask anything, but just arranges as usual.

Passing Shuiyun Terrace, Mo Zhi suddenly stopped, and his sleeves shook slightly.

He moved his nostrils slightly, paused for a moment before glancing at his sleeves, and his thin lips moved slightly.

"You also felt her breath?"

Mo Zhi's complexion became more and more serious, and his obsidian-like deep pupils instantly transformed into vertical pupils.

When the person leading the way turned back, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)