Xianxia Romance: Three Lives and Three Worlds

Chapter 63 13
A layer of disbelief flashed in Xuan Qing's eyes, and a certain nerve at the corner of her mouth pulled out unconsciously. For hundreds of years, she was still the No. 1 person who could ignore her own words like this.

Xuanqing quickly covered up this emotion in a flash, and said in a cold and indifferent voice: "Just call me Shangxian." He never likes to say those complicated and long sentences, but these words are in his usual time. On the basis of speaking, delete and delete, and delete and reduce to display the shortest sentences.

This time, he really didn't want to talk anymore.

Wuqing knew what Shangxian meant, and Zitan was a living Shangxian who worshiped in front of her. Besides, how many years had he lived with him? How could she shame Zitan and say that she didn't know what kind of Shangxian was?

Shangxian refers to those people who have cultivated into immortal bodies from human bodies. After they get the right time, place and people, after the ancient thunder calamity, they formally transform into immortal bodies, immortal, immortal, and live forever, although there are also immortals. Some of them are willing to give up the immortal body because of the long years and nothing to do, but that is a minority after all. From Wu Qing's point of view, the biggest advantage of becoming an immortal is that you can maintain your appearance. If you get the immortal body at a young age , then that person's appearance will not change, just like Zitan and Xuanqing, who are so old, but still look like when they were 30 or [-] years old.

If I can cultivate the immortal body at a young age like them, and maintain the capital of my beauty, that would be the best thing.

There was a coolness in the air, which made her wrinkle her goosebone skin. She ruthlessly tried to find something to break the silence. After learning from the experience and lessons from last time, she decisively decided to think twice before acting, but this thought was left over and over again. , but this line has been silent for a long time.

The atmosphere was already extremely cold, and he was ruthlessly thinking, while pulling the brocade quilt on the bed with his hands. The brocade quilt feels very good, it is like the clouds in the sky, it is light and thin but still warm, and it feels even better to the touch It's a mess, touch it, touch it, she has never seen such a good thing in Jimeng Mountain.

Hahahaha it feels so good!
Wuqing completely forgot where she was, and also forgot that the purpose of holding the brocade quilt at first was just to think about how to find a conversation with Xuanqing decently, now, she completely forgot, now The reporter's goal is how to play and appreciate this brocade quilt.

"Are you going to wash this brocade quilt?" Xuan Qing's state of silence for a long time was broken by the ruthless saliva dripping on the brocade quilt.

But Wuqing was still taken aback by Xuan Qing's sudden words. This frightened, all the saliva left behind was swallowed back into his stomach. The swallowing was so hard that it brought out an earth-shattering cough, and tears flowed from his nose. On that poor brocade quilt.

This time, even Wuqing himself was dumbfounded. At first it was just a few drops of saliva, but now the brocade quilt is still mixed with his own snot and tears. It seems that this brocade quilt cannot be kept anyway. I made such a ridiculous mistake. Still in front of Xuan Qing, woo woo, she doesn't want to live anymore.

Zitan's words can often play a key role at this time. To be a human being is to withstand big setbacks and embarrassment.

Ruthlessly raised his eyelids cautiously, looking at Xuan Qing who had an expressionless expression on his face, Xuan Qing's face, which was not very expressive, turned slightly pale, and I don't know if it was because he stood for too long.

(End of this chapter)