Senior Brother Jianxian is Going to Have a Good Time Today

"One or two sticks of incense?"

"enough."

Luo Yesheng withdrew his gaze from him, turned around and looked at Dao Wuqing, and in the next moment, under the entire Dao Zong arena, sword energy surged suddenly.

This is the coercion that makes people tremble all over, and the aura is countercurrent. Luo Yesheng didn't hide it at all, even though Dao Wuqing frowned and sacrificed his long knife.

"Luo Yesheng, what do you mean?"

Luo Yesheng didn't answer him for now, but sacrificed her natal spirit sword. This sword was called Yege, and it had been with her for thousands of years.

Thousands of years, wasted for a moment, and finally there is only a sigh.

Luo Yesheng's eyes finally turned to Dao Wuqing, and her eyes finally had some emotion in them.

It's lazy, playful, and provocative.

"I don't know how long I haven't used my sword. The weather is good today, and the sword is ruthless. Do you dare to argue with me?"

Her voice was clear and cold, falling into everyone's ears like ice and snow, making people tremble uncontrollably.

The moment Luo Yesheng uttered these words, all the monks in the entire Sword Sect were stunned, and the audience was completely silent.

Dao Wuqing held the long saber and stood up, snorting coldly, "You and I are also at the tenth stage of refining the void, how can I be afraid of you?!"

So he and Luo Yesheng almost dodged together and entered the ring.

"Only one move." Luo Yesheng's hand clenched the hilt of the sword.

Her hands are beautiful, white and slender, with well-defined joints.

She is also very good-looking, and everyone in the world of cultivating immortals in the Eastern Region knows her name, Luo Yesheng. Many portraits of her have been circulated, but so far no one has left three points of her charm on the portraits.

"One move at a time." Dao Wuqing didn't seem to have much fear, but he had a rough estimate of Luo Yesheng's strength, but he stepped into the tenth stage of refining the void decades ago, even later than him Some.

What makes this woman feel dangerous is not her strength, but her exquisite mind.

But now that Luo Yesheng is holding the sword, her aura is quite different from what Dao Wuqing imagined. Her aura is sharp, and she is not as lazy as before. Her star pupils seem to be burning like flames, bright and dazzling.

She slowly raised the blade in her hand. It was obviously such a simple action, but Dao Wuqing couldn't think of any way to break it. The sharp edge of this woman has become dazzling, which made him feel a little uneasy in his heart.

The battle that made Luo Yesheng completely famous was hundreds of years ago. Hundreds of years ago, she challenged the Lingzong suzerain with a sword and won.

So she became the new head of the Lingzong. Back then, Dao Wuqing watched this battle from afar. At that time, Luo Yesheng's aura was still immature, but she still showed her sharpness.

Over the years, she seems to have put away a lot of her edge, only showing a little when she draws her sword.

But this time, she didn't hide anything.

She said, only one sword.

Dazzling starlight seemed to flash across the entire arena suddenly, it was streaks of sword energy flying towards Dao Wuqing like shooting stars, and Dao Wuqing also cut out his own sword.

He has practiced swords for so many years, and he has only practiced a few simple swords. This sword has long since reached the state of perfection and is extremely proficient, but now the anxiety in his heart is hard to dissipate.

On the ring, the meteor-like sword lights exploded and turned into countless sharper and smaller sword auras. These sword auras completely dissipated the power of his saber, and all the remaining sword aura fell on the sword. Ruthless body.

Dao Wurui's aura shield kept making noises, and cracks appeared faintly. His eyes were full of unwillingness, but he was powerless.

This sword has already made him see the gap.

Dao Wuqing silently swallowed back the blood gushing from his throat.

After he raised his head, he found that Luo Yesheng had disappeared in front of him, and the victory was already divided.

Under the ring...

Luo Yesheng looked at Gu Yuan's face, watched his lips move slightly, and asked, "What's the name of this sword?"

"Broken Star." Luo Yesheng said softly.

After getting the answer, Gu Yuan collapsed contentedly.

Luo Yesheng hugged him, rose up with the sword, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared over the sword sect.

……

It has been raining for a long time.

When Gu Yuan woke up, the sky was hazy, and there seemed to be the sound of light breathing around him. He glanced intently, and it was Shu Lan.

Just as Gu Yuan wanted to sit up, he found that all his clothes had disappeared.

"Shu Lan..." Gu Yuan called softly.

Shu Lan suddenly woke up from her sleep, she was lying beside Gu Yuan, her eyes became a little surprised, "Brother Gu Yuan, you're awake."

"How long have I slept?"

"Three days."

"Where are my clothes?"

"Sect Master Luo left behind a kind of ointment when he came, remember to apply it to Senior Brother Gu Yuan twice a day, because it is more troublesome... so he took off Senior Brother Gu Yuan's clothes."

Speaking of this, Shu Lan's eyes still dodged a little, her cheeks were slightly pink, and she seemed a little shy.

"Thanks a lot."

"It's not hard, is Senior Brother Gu Yuan feeling better?"

"Much better, but still a little sleepy."

Shu Lan gently pulled the quilt again, and Gu Yuan realized through the slight light that Shu Lan's body also only had a white tube top and obscene pants, and her skin was always as white and tender as milk. , making people want to take a bite gently.

Sensing Gu Yuan's gaze, Shu Lan's eyes became more dodgy.

"Senior Brother Gu Yuan's body is so cold, he can't warm up no matter what... So, I went to bed and got under the blanket of Senior Brother Gu Yuan."

Even though she tried her best to put on an ordinary expression, her voice was still awkward.

"thanks……"

"It's okay, if Senior Brother Gu Yuan is still sleepy, just sleep a little longer, I'll hold you."

Shu Lan leaned closer, and pressed her soft body against Gu Yuan's body. Her body exuded a faint warmth, and Gu Yuan seemed to be able to hear her unsteady heartbeat.

He wanted to say something at first, but he was a little powerless. In the end, he didn't say anything, and closed his eyes peacefully.

Shu Lan's eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings.

Chapter 39 Where is it good?

When Shu Lan woke up, the candles in the room had already been lit.

Her eyes slowly opened, but the pupils flickered again in the next second, and there was an uncontrollable murmur, "Huh?"

Because now Gu Yuan is looking at her.

Gu Yuan didn't know when he woke up, but he didn't move. He just lit the candle, and then looked at Shu Lan who was sleeping peacefully. .

Four eyes facing each other.

Shu Lan's heartbeat became a little faster, she wanted to look away in a panic, but she didn't know what to do, the room was still a little cold, but the blanket was very warm.

"Have you had enough sleep?" Gu Yuan asked softly.

"Sleep, enough sleep."

"Then get dressed and get up, I'll get you something to eat."

Gu Yuan got up from the bed and changed into clothes. During the process, Shu Lan closed her eyes gently, but she couldn't help opening them a little bit. It seemed that she should sit up too, so she lifted the The quilt was opened, and the porcelain white skin was exposed to the air.

Her waist was very slender, but her chest was swollen and full. Such a slender waist should not have supported such a chest.

If you look down a little bit, you can see the girl's upturned and round jade buttocks, the arc is pleasing to the eye.

From this point of view, it is not too unreasonable.

Gu Yuan had already changed his clothes, and was making a pot of tea beside him, as if he had no intention of avoiding it, but instead looked at Shu Lan tenderly, Shu Lan bit her lip lightly, wondering where the clothes should come from for a while It's a bit confusing to wear.

Finally, she picked up the white socks placed by the bed, carefully rolled up the white socks, then lifted her snow-white jade feet, and gently let the white socks cover the skin of the calf, spread over the knees, and then reach the bottom of the thighs. In the middle, this pair of transparent over-the-knee white socks has finally been fully extended, and the lace bow at the top of the socks is quite girlish and cute.

Then she started to put on another pair of socks, but her fingers trembled a little, she didn't dare to look at Gu Yuan, and she didn't know if Gu Yuan was looking at her, she only knew that her cheeks were hot and her breathing became flustered.

After finally putting on the socks, it is of course much easier to put on the skirt, but she had to get out of bed after putting on the skirt, straightening her waist, and the skirt finally fell down, covering the girl's tender and slender thighs , the skirt fell all the way to the calf, barely showing a small section of the ankle wrapped in white silk.

Shu Lan tidied up the skirt, and the material of the skirt was tightened on her chest, making the curve more attractive.

Gu Yuan finally made tea and poured out two cups.

"Has anyone visited me these two days?"

"Sect Master Luo came once, and Senior Sister Luo Guxue."

"okay."

Gu Yuan nodded slightly, stood up and walked from the room to the kitchen. There were some ingredients piled up in the kitchen, which were bought by Shu Lan and Shu Yue. Gu Yuan was still in a daze when he saw these. All of a sudden, there seemed to be a lot of life in the yard.

In the past, he always stayed alone in the yard. What he did the most was in the room, using his own memory to restore the tragic and romantic swordsman story. Perhaps the second most time was in the middle of the night, surrounded by creepers. Under the courtyard wall, I lay on the rocking chair and looked at the clear moon.

Now it seems that nothing has changed, but there seems to be something added, Gu Yuan can't figure it out, and started to process the ingredients seriously, until the figure of a girl appeared at the door of the kitchen.

The same maid skirt, the same hairstyle, almost the same figure, but Gu Yuan was thinking softly, "Why is Shuyue here?"

Shu Yue's eyes were a little confused, but she looked at him happily, "I heard from my sister that you woke up, so you want to come over and have a look, is Senior Brother Gu Yuan making dinner?"

"Ah."

Shu Yue did eat something made by Gu Yuan once, it was delicious, obviously she thought her cooking skills were also great, but in front of Gu Yuan, she could only feel ashamed.

"I have a small question, Senior Brother Gu Yuan."

"Ok?"

"How did you recognize that I'm not my sister?" Shu Yue tilted her head, which was the reason for the confusion in her eyes earlier.

Gu Yuan smiled helplessly, "Your eyes are different from your sister's."

"Huh? Yes, my sister and I have the same color eyes."

"The eyes will be different. Your sister is very gentle when looking at people. You are different from her."

Shu Yue's lips pouted slightly, "It's not like this."

"Ok?"