These fairies want to be cleaned up by me every day

After thinking about it, he turned and left Fenglin.

Along the familiar road, we crossed the seventy-seven and eighty-eight Baoguang Hall, and at the back of the Baoguang Hall, stood a single pavilion, which was a familiar place.

There was no candlelight, no movement, and Wei Tu didn't call for anyone, but just pushed the door open.

As soon as the door is opened——

"Boom!"

Good guy.

The three swords fell straight down, just in front of Wei Tu's toes.

Straight into the floor.

Wei Tu didn't break out in a cold sweat, but it was enough. At the same time, some paper seemed to fall to the ground.

Wei Tu picked it up, the writing on it seemed to contain the anger of a woman.

【Wei Tu, get out. ] PS: It's the end of the month, and I still have the monthly pass!Also hide! !

48 Injury to the new snow!

Obviously, the preparation of this great gift caught people off guard, and Wei Tu was quite pleasantly surprised.

After all, this is the first one to welcome me back to Yuan Jianzong, right?

Although... this attitude is not very friendly, but the heart seems to have arrived.

Wei Tu smiled slightly, easily passed the three swords in front of his toes, and then walked towards the inner room.

The things placed in the gift haven't changed much, and they are similar to what I saw last time. Ran Xinxue is not a collector either, and doesn't like to collect strange objects.

In his previous life, Wei Tu met a cultivator who was in the state of gazing at the gods, and it seems that he has reached the zenith of the realm of gazing at the gods. He doesn't have too much obsession with cultivation, and what he likes to do is to collect some interesting and interesting objects.

They are not the superficially expensive ones, they are all weird things.

For example, what... the underpants worn by the Immortal Emperor.

Toothbrush used by fairies.

A dragon's molar stone.

Anyway, Wei Tu has never seen a worse hobby than this, it is simply unbearable to look directly at, and I don't know how his descendants will feel when they find out what he collected after he died.

Ran Xinxue was not there on the first floor, but she must have known what was going on below, that is to say, she knew she was coming.

Why do you write your name directly on the note, so you are not afraid of others seeing it?It's also very simple, because apart from myself, no one else would be so offensive and dare to directly enter her pavilion without even saying hello.

Those disciples, even those elders dare not have such thoughts.

So she must have expected herself, but how can she be sure that she will come here today?

This is probably a woman.

So Wei Tu went upstairs, there was a room that seemed to be brightly lit, as if something was already waiting for him inside.

Obviously, I didn't see any fire from below just now, and it was obvious that it was lit just now, so it is very likely that I fell asleep and was awakened by myself, which is indeed reasonable, after all, it is getting late.

Without any hesitation, Wei Tu pushed the door open.

"bass!!"

As if without any preparation, a cold light shot towards his eyes.

Wei Tu just stood where he was, without any movement, just watched the cold light shoot into his eyes, in fact, he could see clearly as soon as he opened his eyes, it was a sharp sword with endless anger.

To understand a person's sword, one must also understand the other's emotions.

For example, her mood is ups and downs now. An angry person seems to be able to do nothing. If she is not careful, she will capsize in the gutter.

But Wei Tu is not afraid of capsizing. His favorite thing is to ride the wind and waves on the treacherous sea, jumping sideways, up and down repeatedly.

So he stood still, motionless, the sword was only so far away from his eyes...

"Den!"

The blade shattered.

Inch by inch, it turned into crystal clear fragments and shattered all over the ground.

And the boy was unscathed.

Wei Tu sighed and looked at the woman in front of him.

"You really want to kill me?"

Ran Xinxue, who had only a sword hilt left in front of her, stared at Wei Tu indifferently, and slowly bent her arms when she heard these words.

"call out!"

Throwing the hilt of the sword in his hand towards the boy's head!

Wei Tu turned his head angrily, and the hilt of his sword fell to the wall opposite the corridor behind him, leaving a deep crater.

Obviously, this time the opponent also exhausted all his strength, and it was no different from the previous sword.

"Are you a child?"

Wei Tu asked helplessly, Ran Xinxue looked at Wei Tu coldly.

He raised his arm and pointed out the door.

"Get out."

"..."

Wei Tu looked at her, as if he didn't understand this sentence.

Ran Xinxue gritted her teeth and stared at the boy, as if the veins on her forehead were about to pop out.

From Wei Tu's point of view, there was nothing wrong with her, and she wouldn't be so angry with him, but he was getting to know this woman gradually.

Unlike all normal women, Ran Xinxue is extremely paranoid and crazy.

A little bit of emotion can easily become a big one, and even become a hurdle that cannot be overcome.

So it's normal for her, Wei Tu is used to it.

Ran Xinxue was very angry at the young man's indifference. How outrageous is it that a woman who can command the entire sect cannot make a young man feel the reverence he should have for herself?

What contempt!

"Didn't you hear me telling you to get out?! Are you deaf!"

Wei Tu still didn't speak, just looked at her, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, like a provocative smile face to face.

Dyeing Xinxue was almost out of breath.

How could this bastard stand in front of him so calmly?

What the hell did he do that he didn't know himself?

No... He is a bastard. This is what I knew a long time ago, but I didn't expect the other party to be so thick-skinned that I knew all about his scandals and could stand in front of me without fear.

Sure enough... I didn't see myself as a human being, and everyone else regarded me as the suzerain, a glamorous woman who was difficult to get up to, only this bastard... only this boar who only knew how to mate...

But...why is this kind of person so slow to attack him?Why is he still a virgin?Are you not attractive to him?

Wait... all I was thinking were some weird things, dyeing Xinxue, you still have to be ashamed! !

Ran Xinxue took a deep breath.

"You're not going, are you? I'm going!"

Ran Xinxue didn't know where she was going, anyway, she just wanted to leave the place where this boy existed.

I don't want to see him, I don't want to hear his voice, I don't want to smell his smell, let alone meddle in myself!

Ran Xinxue, who was so determined, said coldly.

Wei Tu smiled, then turned slightly sideways, as if he had opened a way for the other party.

I didn't feel like I took my own words seriously.

Ran Xinxue couldn't stand the anger, so she got up and prepared to walk past the opponent and walk away.

Let him do whatever he wants in his room, anyway, he is not the one who is ashamed!

So when she was about to pass by, Wei Tu turned around suddenly.

This turning around caught the woman off guard. It seemed that the other party was too calm before, which made her lose her due defense, or the anger was too high, and she had no fear of what he was going to do at all.

And the result of this was that the boy who turned around was pressed against the door frame.

That's right, it's not pushing up, nor is it controlling hands and feet.

Instead, the opponent's whole body was pressed over, like a bed sheet pressing against the bed board.

Ran Xinxue couldn't move for an instant, and the distance between her and Wei Tu dropped to zero.

She felt that her chest was firmly squeezed by the other's chest.

Even his shoulders were controlled, he tilted his head back slightly so that he could look down at this embarrassed self.

His waist and hips were exactly in the position of his waist and abdomen. All of a sudden, Ran Xinxue felt something.

Right at this sensitive lower abdomen, she felt some kind of hard bump.

Although Ran Xinxue is a virgin, she has done some exaggerated things with this boy.

You can immediately think of what this fiery thing is!

This abominable...bred pig who is in heat everywhere, with almost endless desires...has...he's just um?

"You...you let me go! You bastard!"

Ran Xinxue tried to struggle, almost using up her inner breath.

But Wei Tu just pressed down like this, just enjoying this woman's actually very soft body.

Her figure is between the plumpness of Mu Xitong and the slimness of her master Lu Qingyan.

Wei Tu likes Mu Xitong's body that is comfortable to hug and sleep, and also likes his master's thin but soft figure that can be done with any difficulty.

As for the new snow...

It's okay, it's just this face that makes people want to bully. As for the figure, it's okay.

That is to say, where it should be convex, it should be convex, and where it should be concave, it can be done with some difficulty, and you can always adapt to it with some means.

Although I am okay, but this is instinct, to prove that I am a man, it does not mean anything.

Wei Tu looked down at Ran Xinxue's face flushed with anger and contact.

"Why, just leave if you want to, what are you doing here, can't bear your house?"

Dye Xinxue was going crazy.

"How are you holding me down! Get out of here!"

Wei Tu smiled, "I'm standing here, I didn't do anything, you don't want to leave."

To be honest, Wei Tu gasped in his heart, because this woman was struggling continuously, and it seemed that she was struggling.

But after such a struggle, the feeling that shouldn't be there also appeared.

The feeling of being gently rubbed against one's own chest, as well as the seductive fragrance of the other party's body, seemed to be the best secret medicine to make a man's blood boil.

Originally, Wei Tu only thought it was interesting, and there was nothing more interesting than torturing this stubborn woman.

But then the feeling continued to rise and gradually changed. This is probably the reason why lonely men and widows are in the same room, even if they didn't know each other before, some things are easy to happen.

This is easy between men and women, let alone such intimate contact.

Wei Tu's chest was hot, and he could feel her gradually heavy breathing on his neck.

That's right... Dyeing the new snow also feels strange.

Although she kept saying she was disgusted, it was indeed the scent of the man she was most familiar with that filled her mind.

It seemed that some reactions were almost self-inflicted, and he didn't even use such means as slave patterns.

Just the friction of her being so struggling made her unable to stop.