My little junior sister’s breasts are fierce and super strong

Chapter 2 I will punish your seventh uncle and grandpa!
"Little fish! Little fish! Wake up!"

Who is calling.

Jiang Qingyu moved his fingers subconsciously, and the voice came into his ears again: "I finally woke up! I thought you were dead."

Jiang Qingyu closed her eyes and twitched the corners of her mouth.

In fact, she had woken up just now, but she just didn't want to open her eyes, but because of this voice, she couldn't pretend no matter how hard she tried.

Shotaiyin with a poisonous tongue has little offensive power but is extremely insulting. .

She was saved.

Jiang Qingyu lifted up the quilt and stood up, her eyes already looking around.

There was not much furniture in the room, just a bed, a screen, a soft couch, and a low table. Judging from the wood, it was mostly yellow rosewood with fine workmanship.

There was only a set of purple clay teapots and a plate of lychees on the low table, and there was still unfinished tea in the teacup.

The whole house is clean, tidy and bright, without too many decorations. Instead, there are a few flower pots placed by the window. They are planted with hexagonal ice flowers. Their petals are translucent and they grow very well.

A small dark cloud floated over the flower, scattering crystal clear clouds. It was snowing in some areas. If you look closely, you will see that there is a barrier beside the window, which seals the coldness in that place.

The iceberg flower is delicate and only grows in extremely cold places. The colder the place, the more beautiful the flowers bloom. They usually have five-pointed ice flowers, and six-pointed ones are extremely rare.

In the book left by the old man, she remembered that in the blank space of the book's iceberg flower pattern, there were three big characters "Barrier Breaking Pill" written with flying dragons and phoenixes.

The clothes are still the same as before, but the blood stains on them have been cleaned up.

Feeling that her legs could move freely, Jiang Qingyu lifted up the tattered skirt. The visible bone injury on her calf was gone. New flesh covered it, leaving only an ugly scar. The knee was shattered into pieces. The bones are restored to their original state.

Even if it is injured like this, it can still recover as before. If it were modern, it would just be sawed off.

Jiang Qingyu owed a life-saving favor when he first arrived, and Jiang Qingyu smiled helplessly.

Slowly moving to the window, Jiang Qing looked at this small piece of "ice and snow" curiously.

Across the barrier, I can only feel the pure spiritual energy with a hint of coolness. This is the first time I have seen such use of spiritual power. It is really bold.

It seems that the savior is a very powerful senior who can use even natural objects like dark clouds to his advantage!
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced aside inadvertently, where a small bronze mirror was placed. When he saw the face of the person in the mirror, he was stunned.

Jiang Qingyu touched his cheek and looked at the bronze mirror in disbelief. This face looked like his own when he was young in his previous life, with about [-]% overlap!

The remaining [-]% ​​is due to the lack of nutrition in this face, which is slightly yellow, but it is better because of its exquisite facial features, bright and black eyes, and it can be vaguely seen that it is a beautiful woman, and even the bones are extremely beautiful.

Seeing the familiar face, Jiang Qingyu felt slightly relieved.

But beauty will always be broken by some disharmonious things, such as the shotaiyin just now, which has already started to be irritable. . .

"Xiaoyu, can you please let me out for a breather? It's so dark here, I can't see anything, I'm scared!"

"...Who are you?" Unable to sense the other party's malice, Jiang Qingyu relaxed and had a bold guess about the childish voice calling her Xiaoyu.

"Who am I? Who am I, you ask? Xiaoyu, you are going too far. You have been calling me baby before!"

……

"Don't doubt your guess, it's just what you think!"

......

Jiang Qingyu used his spiritual consciousness to look inside the Jian Mansion. A sword with a whole body like jade and a hint of plum red at the center of the sword was floating around like a ghost.

Sorry, I got violent and hallucinated.

Jiang Qingyu exited the sword house and then re-entered. It was still the same sword that looked particularly elegant and noble, staggering around as if he had drunk two taels of Moutai.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Qingyu asked from her soul: "...have you had plastic surgery?"

As violent as Jinglan: "I will punish your seventh uncle and grandpa!"

"..." Who, exactly who, taught it to say what it said, come out and accept the sanction.

Jiang Qingyu looked at the Jinglan Sword and remembered that when the old man gave it to her, it was still a broken sword, broken in half in the middle, stained with rust, and the black hilt was engraved with two crooked and sloping inscriptions. One word: Jinglan.

She once disliked this broken sword. It was ugly and could not break stones, until she accidentally went to a volcano to obtain a fire essence. After being absorbed by this guy without a word, it turned into iron as sharp as clay!
After that, whenever Jiang Qing and Yu had anything good, they would throw it to Jinglan Sword first to see if it could digest it.

After hundreds of years, he tried his best to finally reconnect the broken half. Although there was a gap, it was already a rare sword in Jiang Qingyu's eyes.

No wonder he rushed towards the Thunder Tribulation because he wanted to temper his body with the Heavenly Thunder and be reborn.

"That's right..." Jiang Qingyu instantly figured out the whole story, "It's a pity that I can't take you out to draw two swords. The old man said before that you have a spirit, but I still don't believe it."

Jiang Qing and Yu Youjing complained loudly before the arrogant little sword spirit calmed down.

"Hmph! That bad old man is very bad. Where are the others? Why don't they come to see me? I'm so good-looking now, how come he still dislikes me!"

...Jiang Qing was silent for a moment, his voice slightly hoarse. "Left, 100 years ago."

Jinglan didn't respond for a long time, "He should be happy. He said he was tired. He just returned to where he wanted to go."

700 years ago, when we were in troubled times, we didn’t have enough to eat, we didn’t have enough clothes to wear, and we had no money. Whether we had a mother or not, we were just weeds.

Jiang Qingyu crawled and rolled in the quagmire, fleeing the battlefield with the refugees.

When the old man fell from the sky, she was so hungry that she lay in the red soil behind the Guanyin Temple and ate bark and grass roots to satisfy her hunger.

The death of the old man has always been a thorn in Jiang Qingyu's heart. Apart from Jinglan and a few books, he left nothing behind, not even ashes.

During the holidays, Jiang Qingyu didn’t even know where to go to worship.

"Xiaoyu, don't be sad. I feel that this world is very familiar. Perhaps, before the old man tore open the void and took me to modern times, he was a person in this world. Although it was a long time ago, he was not an unknown person. You know what I mean. "?" Jinglan said loudly.

Jiang Qingyu took a deep breath: "Seriously? That Jinglan, do you still remember what happened back then?"

"I slept for a long time, so I can't remember clearly..." Jinglan sounded self-reproaching and regretful, as if he suddenly thought of something, and then said: "But now that I'm back here, I can remember it slowly! It's you, who has repaired You have been an immortal for most of your life, but once you return to before liberation, you have to grow up quickly!"

"Yes, I will."

"Then you should adjust your breath well. I just woke up, so I can take advantage of this time to settle down."

After withdrawing his consciousness, Jian Mansion fell into silence.

Jiang Qingyu was thoughtful.

She failed to ascend in modern times and her body was destroyed. However, her soul became stronger with the help of the sky thunder, and her consciousness became a hundred times stronger than before, and could even be divided into several strands, which was a blessing in disguise.

The book left by the old man records that monks in the world of cultivation generally have strong bodies but fragile souls.

Therefore, if you are injured in the soul, not to mention the pain in the bone marrow, there is a three-quarter chance of becoming mentally retarded, which is more uncomfortable than death.

She is the only monk known in modern times, and there are no demons or demons that attack the soul, so she never considers this issue.

Now that you have traveled to the world of cultivation, you have to pay attention to the problem of the soul to prevent you from becoming mentally retarded before starting a business.

I don’t know if there is any secret book for cultivating the soul.

With his thoughts drifting away, Jiang Qingyu came to his senses. The most urgent task was to recover his body first and then introduce the Qi into his body, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to get Jinglan out.

He was about to separate out a spiritual consciousness to explore the surrounding environment.

"Recovering well."

Hearing the sound of the visitor, Jiang Qingyu stopped and looked towards the door.

He is a man as beautiful as a flower, with a pair of starry eyes as gentle as water.

Her silky green hair was only tied up with an emerald green bamboo hairpin, and she was wearing a sky-blue satin robe, with a rim of silver hollow hibiscus flowers exposed inside the robe.

Her posture is leisurely and elegant, and her facial features are exquisite, especially her smiling eyes, which make people feel noble and elegant.

The man smiled lightly, stepped forward and touched Jiang Qing's furry head. There was a lingering smile in his words, gentle and easy-going: "I didn't expect that little girl is still a nymphomaniac."

Jiang Qingyu stood there awkwardly and said dryly: "Everyone has a love for beauty."

He moved away in small steps and bowed respectfully to the man, "Thank you, senior, for saving me in the snow. I will repay you in the future."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of joking in his words: "Are you sure it was me who saved you?"

"Intuition!" Jiang Qing said confidently.

"Hahahaha, it's interesting. I thought you were going to say some amazing logical reasoning. It's really interesting. I wonder how you want to repay me?"

"Senior, what do you want?" Jiang Qingyu actually didn't know how to repay his kindness.

She is just a baby now and nothing, but if she can be a janitor for decades or centuries, sweeping clothes and tending flowers and plants, she can do it.

You can repay your kindness and cultivate at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.

Having made up his mind, Jiang Qingyu was about to add something, but was interrupted by the other party.

"In that case, you might as well pledge yourself to me."

! ! ? ?
Jiang Qingyu looked as if he had been struck by lightning and was immediately turned to stone on the spot!

In broad daylight, the world is clear, and Dharma blindness appears out of thin air, which is outrageous!
A dignified adult actually tried to abduct a nine-year-old lolita!What a shame!Is this a loss of morality or a distortion of human nature?

Jiang Qingyu tilted her neck, with a look of disbelief on her face, as if she was saying: Who told you that you can do whatever you want if you are good-looking?

"Master, if you don't know how to use idioms, don't use them. It will scare the children."

　There was a loud sound in the sky, and the senior brother made a brilliant appearance!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)