[Heaven Cutting Sword Drawing Technique (Heavenly Gong): Introductory (3100/9000000)].

After adding 500 martial arts experience, Jiang Rushui put away his diary and prepared to sleep.

Just as he was dazed, half-awake and half-asleep, he suddenly heard a noise outside.

Jiang Rushui immediately woke up, got up and went out, and went to check the situation.

However, as soon as he walked to the middle courtyard, he bumped into Zhao Qiying head-on.

Jiang Rushui went up and grabbed her hand, and the movements went naturally: "Qiying, what's going on in front?"

Zhao Qiying didn't resist either, and said with a smile: "I was about to tell you." There is a group of people passing by here, and they also come in to stay overnight, and Dad has already gone to negotiate with them, nothing serious, you don't have to worry. "

Jiang Rushui nodded when he heard this, and put his mind at ease.

Zhao Tianhao is an old man, and he has his own sense of proportion, so he naturally doesn't need him to point fingers.

Seeing that the moon stars are scarce, the shadows of the trees are on the ground, and the moonlight illuminates Zhao Qiying's jade face brightly, and the indescribable holiness is dusty, Jiang Rushui can't help but feel a wave in his heart.

And now it's a lonely man and a widow ......

He couldn't help but hug Zhao Qiying into his arms, his voice was soft, but full of affection: "Qiying ......

".

Feeling Jiang Rushui's gradually rising body temperature and slightly rapid breathing, Zhao Qiying still didn't understand what he meant, and her heart was suddenly confused.

Just as she was hesitating whether to push Jiang Nishui away, a voice came from far and near: "Eldest sister, eldest sister?".

"It's Mengjiao!".

Zhao Qiying woke up in shock, pushed Jiang Rushui away, and said, "You can rest quickly, and ...... in the future There will be time later. "

After that, without waiting for Jiang Rushui to answer, she turned around and hurried away.

Jiang Rushui had a black face and froze in place: "Zhao Mengjiao, why are you everywhere! When I take Qiying away from the Central Plains Dart Bureau, I will never see you again, a perverted girl!"

In fact, even if Zhao Mengjiao didn't show up, Zhao Qiying probably wouldn't agree to take the last step, which Jiang Rushui knew in his heart.

But before he started, someone disturbed a good thing, and he was still full of unhappiness.

With a stomach full of depression, Jiang Rushui turned around and went back to the room.

Walking to the backyard, when he was about to reach the door, a moan like a dream came from a low voice, Jiang Rushui paused, and a trace of vigilance and surprise flashed in his eyes.

Turn your head to look at the source and listen.

Although the voice was low, as if it was trying to suppress it, it was not an illusion.

Jiang Rushui hesitated, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, the sword intent was not released, and he stepped forward slowly.

After turning a corner, I saw a person lying on the grass in front of me.

A girl in white with cloudy hair and delicate and delicate.

Under the moonlight, Jiang Rushui was able to see clearly the beautiful face that was not inferior to Wang Yuyan, and his heart trembled suddenly.

"Who is this? Bai Feifei, Ning Xiang, or Water Hibiscus?".

Looking at that familiar face, three names instantly appeared in Jiang Rushui's mind.

He wasn't sure which one it was, but the other party's state seemed to be very wrong.

The green silk is messy, the body is red, the forehead is drenched with sweat, the sandalwood mouth is slightly panting, and the whole person seems to be very hot and uncomfortable, but he is trying his best to suppress something.

It's a little familiar......

Thinking about it, Jiang Rushui's mind suddenly exploded, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

, she can't be hit by spring poison, right?!

Isn't this a classic plot in a novel?

How can I be like water, and one day I can hit this monstrous luck?

Could it be that I'm going to kill Peach Blossom tonight?!

Jiang Rushui's heart was pounding unhappily.

Especially when he saw the tortured and pitiful appearance of the girl in white, his steps involuntarily stepped forward.

At this moment, Jiang Rushui's heart fell into the battle between heaven and man.

Do you want to call someone over and ask them for an antidote?

Or feed yourself to her as an antidote?

According to emotions and instincts, as a normal man or a flowery man, of course Jiang Rushui wants to choose the second one!

But he still has a shred of reason at the moment, and knows that this is indeed suspected of taking advantage of others.

In this era, many women attach great importance to chastity, and once they lose it, they are likely to seek death and life.

But I want him to give up...... Jiang Rushui is really reluctant.

"Damn, God will take it, but I will be blamed for it! How can there be any reason to let it go when it is sent to the door?"

"Beast or beast, when did I become such a gentleman? What the should I be?"

"The river is like water, the river is like water, give you a chance, don't be useless! It's a big deal to spoil her and love her afterwards, and take care of her in every way!"

There was a villain in his heart who kept shouting, and Jiang Rushui's outstretched hand couldn't help trembling, but he didn't dare to fall.

After all, this is the first time in two lives that he has done this kind of thing, and he is already nervous in his heart, and he has received a good education in his previous life, so although he wants to, he never dares to take action.

Just when Jiang Rushui was dry and hesitant, she seemed to sense the strong manly atmosphere around her, and the girl in white, who was suffering from spring poison, couldn't bear it anymore.

It's like dry wood encountering a fire, and the pent-up emotions are like a flood bursting the embankment!

The girl in white didn't know where she got the strength, so she stood up and threw herself directly into Jiang Rushui's arms.

The nephrite jade was warm and fragrant, and a mantis head kept rubbing against his chest, and the moral defense line that was on the verge of breaking was completely lost.

This time, he didn't hesitate, and directly picked up the girl in white by the waist and rushed into the room.

The door was closed, hiding the lively smell of the room.

......

It's like having a long, crazy dream that makes you want to immerse yourself in it and never wake up.

The next day, Jiang Rushui was called up by Zhao Qiying.

When I opened my eyes, there was no one around.

Looking at the empty room, Jiang Rushui, who was gradually sobering up, was slightly in a trance, and he couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams.

Suddenly, his gaze froze, and he reached out and picked up the two tender green maple leaves on the futon.

Jiang Rushui stared at it in a daze for a long time, and then hid it close to him.

When he got up to pack the futon, he suddenly noticed that there was a very damp area.

Jiang Rushui's heart moved, some memory fragments flashed in his mind, and a gentle smile couldn't help but appear on his face, and then folded and put it away.

When he went out, when he saw Zhao Qiying, he felt a little apologetic.

Although Zhao Qiying is not his favorite, it is his first love, and the relationship between the two is hot, and he actually ...... with another woman last night

But he didn't dwell too much, after all, this kind of thing will happen sooner or later, and his heart is never locked in one person.

But women are naturally sensitive, especially a smart woman.

After the meal, Zhao Qiying faintly felt that Jiang Rushui seemed to be better for her today, and she was completely cared for.

But it was a good thing after all, so she didn't think much of it.

The group of people who came in in the middle of the night last night left just after dawn, so Jiang Rushui didn't see them.

According to Zhao Qiying, the people who don't know their origin are all women, and they look at the posture as if they are looking for someone.

"Looking for someone?" Jiang Rushui frowned, feeling uneasy.

However, Yiren is gone, and there is no trace of him, and he has no clue at the moment, and he has no cultivation in his body, so he has nothing to do about it.

At the moment, I can only pray for her silently.

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