The more the fairy suffers, the greater my cultivation will be

The two of them were so busy that they had to wait for the next day.

Suddenly, a brisk sound of footsteps came from the corridor, pulling Song Zhixue, who was still immersed in memories, back to reality.

She was shocked and raised her eyes. She saw a handsome face approaching, and a strong and fierce masculine breath came to her face like a surging wave.

The rolling hot breath made her mind ripple and difficult to control.

Instinctively resisting, she subconsciously raised her hand, and in an instant, a gust of wind and snow came out of thin air, like a silver dragon whistling, and suddenly lifted it up.

"Bang——" There was only a loud noise.

At the same time, "Ah~" Qin Shou screamed in pain, and he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

With a "plop", he fell straight into the cold pool water in the courtyard.

The pool water splashed, and the cold water droplets fell around like broken jade, rippling the water in the pool.

After Qin Shou fell into the pool, a series of bubbles emerged from the water surface of the pool, and then there was no movement.

Suddenly, Song Zhixue panicked, her figure flashed, and she flew to the edge of the pool. Her spiritual power surged, and she waved her fingertips lightly, and the person at the bottom of the pool floated up.

Qin Shou was soaked all over, and the whole person fell into a coma.

"Qin Shou, are you okay?"

Song Zhixue called repeatedly, her beautiful eyes full of anxiety, and she was even more anxious when she saw that Qin Shou had no reaction.

This is the talent she wants to recruit under her command, and she must not bury it in her hands!

And if Qin Shou died in her residence, then the elders in the sect who disagreed with her would use this as an excuse to force her to give up the power of acting head!

She pointed her jade hand downward, and the unconscious Qin Shou was pulled by the invisible force and slowly sat on the ground.

With a slight flip of her jade hand, a high-grade pill shot into Qin Shou's mouth like a stream of light.

Then, Song Zhixue squatted in front of Qin Shou, lightly tapped Qin Shou's wrist, closed her eyes and practiced, and injected spiritual power into his body like a trickle, healing him carefully.

At this moment, Qin Shou's eyelids suddenly lifted, and his face moved up.

His thin lips just happened to suck Song Zhixue's red lips, and then sipped so gently.

System: [Song Zhixue: Emotion Value +10%]

Soon, a pink blush appeared on Song Zhixue's delicate cheeks. Before she could feel it carefully, she sensed that Zhao Linger had returned with the spiritual soup and was walking towards her.

The blush on her face was hard to fade away for a while. Too embarrassed to see anyone, she flew backwards and turned into a ball of flying snow in the air and disappeared into the yard.

At this time, a hot fire spirit emerged from Qin Shou's wet body.

It instantly dried his wet clothes and hair, making a "sizzling" sound, and a faint water vapor filled the air.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a playful smile, and he gently stroked the remaining warmth on his lips with his hand, muttering to himself: "I'm actually shy! But to be honest, this fairy tastes really good, with a minty refreshing feeling!"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his chest. Qin Shou touched his chest and swallowed a few more pills.

When the pain completely dissipated, he felt regretful in his heart. He kissed her, which was a bit of a loss!

Next time, he must get back the principal and interest!

Thinking of this, he stood up and patted the grass debris on his body.

Just then, Zhao Linger walked slowly into the backyard with a lacquer tray in her hand.

Then he saw snowflakes flying in the yard, but there was no trace of the young lady. Only Qin Shou was sitting alone in the yard.

"Huh? Qin Shou, where is my young lady?" Zhao Linger asked softly with doubts in her beautiful eyes.

"She went out for something!"

Qin Shou's drunkenness had not completely dissipated. His eyes wandered wantonly on Zhao Linger's figure and appearance. The fire of desire ignited by the fairy was still burning.