Immortal Soaring Blade

After half a ring, Zhao Jiuge sobered up a little, and for a long time he had to consume spiritual power and his mind was tired, which led to a short faint. Vaguely half open eyes, feel behind a soft, there is a faint fragrance.

Weak opened his eyes, printed in front of his eyes is a beautiful face, full of concern and worry, see Zhao Jiuge wake up, surprise way: "you wake up, I thought you did, made me worried for a long time."

Hearing this, Zhao Jiuge deliberately pretended to be indifferent, and his face was a little hoarse. He pretended to be uncomfortable. "You know you're worried. Just now I've been standing by like a wood for a long time, just looking at it foolishly."

"Well, you are the wood." Hearing Zhao Jiuge's angry words, Su Su Su regained her charming nature and raised her neck. However, looking at the indifferent face, he could not help but soften down, and asked softly in his voice, "are you really angry? They are also for your own good. When the spiritual power is overdrawn, they can do twice as much as they can in practice. Otherwise, many other monks encounter bottlenecks. Why do they choose to break through between life and death? " The more the voice said, the smaller, and finally feel a little aggrieved.

Looking at Su Su Su's beautiful and delicate face, Zhao Jiuge's heart softened, his face relaxed, and his eyes gently fixed on Su Su Su's face. "OK, I know you're good for me. When there's a real danger, you won't be helpless. I'm a wood."

Hearing Zhao Jiuge's words, Su Su Su's face immediately became happy, and her beautiful eyes glanced at Zhao Jiuge, "you are wood, and you are a rotten wood, ha ha."

With Su Su's laughter, the whole body was shaking slightly. Zhao Jiuge had been lying in Su Su's arms. With this smile, Zhao Jiuge suddenly felt two protruding sharp breasts against him. With the shaking of laughter, he felt a strange soft feeling.

Zhao Jiuge's heart is unnatural a little embarrassed, 14-year-old boy has reached the age of the first understanding of love, the strange pleasure makes his breath a little shortness of breath, in order to avoid embarrassment, he quietly shifts the topic, and Su Su Su is still in the heartless smile, but he doesn't realize that the two people's movements are different at this time.

"Susu, what do you do in your family? You are also practicing, and you have so much knowledge. What's more, you are spoiled." Zhao Jiuge is embarrassed to shift his attention, and at the same time, he looks at Su Su carefully, as if he wants to see something.

Su Su, who was originally laughing, heard Zhao Jiuge say that he was spoiled and spoiled. He was surprised that he didn't refute. His face was a little unnatural. After a moment's silence, he raised his white chin and said intermittently, "there's nothing in my family, it's very common But I'm sneaking out to play. "

"If I believe you, I will be really wooden. The lavender hairpin on your hair is not ordinary. I can see that it is not easy to see the luster. At least that day, I saw that the treasures in other people's hands were not as good as your jade hairpin." Zhao Jiuge rolled his eyes, raised his lips, and jokingly preached. Looking at Su Su's temperament and the casual nobility of her adornment, she knew that Su Su was not an ordinary person.

But this time, Su Su Su didn't speak, just a faint smile on his face, grinning a mouth, shrugging two small fragrant shoulders, a pair of I just don't say how you can take me.

Seeing that Zhao Jiuge didn't answer, the atmosphere of the scene was a little awkward. Su Su pursed her mouth and saw the wound on Zhao Jiuge with a pair of beautiful eyes. Her eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and her pleasant voice sounded, "I'll clean up the wound for you."

At this time, Zhao Jiuge's chest and right shoulder were miserable. His chest was hurt by Xiao Yun's Liuyun jianjue, which was a foot long wound. At this time, his face was covered with blood scabs. On his right shoulder was a small wound, which was hurt by the sharp claws of a thin man. At this time, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the surface of the wound was covered with gray black.

Su Su lowered her head, looked serious, and carefully cleaned up Zhao Jiuge's wound. Her action was so gentle that the silver moon in the sky was still hanging in the night, and the bright moonlight shone on Su Su Su's white and tender face. Zhao Jiuge is so quiet lying in Su Su's arms, enjoying all this.

Looking at Su Su's gentle movements and her face bathed in moonlight, she has a soft luster, which adds a bit of coolness to her delicate and beautiful face. At that moment, Zhao Jiuge's heart seemed to be drunk, thinking how good it would be if time could stay in this moment forever.

Zhao Jiuge on this trance, stupidly looking at Su Su's face, eyes intoxicated. Su Su, who was cleaning up the wound, didn't find it. When the wound was almost cleaned up, Yu Guang found Zhao Jiuge's silly appearance.

Suddenly, a blush rushed from the white tender neck to the impeccable face. His head was slightly low, and she was careless and pretty. At this time, she became a little bit shy. The fierce hair difference made Zhao Jiuge, who was fascinated, couldn't help laughing.

Hearing Zhao Jiuge's laughter, Su Su Su's face flushed. She immediately pushed Zhao Jiuge away from her arms. In order to cover up her shame, she pretended to be angry and said, "laugh what you laugh, go away."

Zhao Jiuge, who was scolded, didn't care at all. Instead, he laughed louder and joked, "laughing at you, it's all the trouble caused by the moon, which makes such a pretty girl become gentle and beautiful."I can't stand this kind of atmosphere any more. After all, she is just a 15-year-old girl who kicks Zhao Jiuge fiercely and pretends to be angry and lovely. "Go and practice quickly. Don't waste such a good opportunity." Then he turned around and turned his back to Zhao Jiuge. However, after turning around, there was no angry look on her shy face. There was only a faint smile. All of them were at the beginning of love. Which girl didn't love spring any more? What's more, there was a seed in the girl's heart, just waiting for blossom.

Under the curtain of night, a light wind swept through.

Zhao Jiuge, who was going to sit on the spot and practice cross legged to recover his spiritual power, only then found out where he was. He almost forgot his love affair with Su Su Su. At this time, he remembered when he saw his surroundings.

Shrinking his neck, the skinny man and the rotten corpses around him have been purified into ashes by the fire in the center of the earth. However, the scattered coffins and the scattered coffins are still lying around. The cold and cold breath still comes from the grave bag made of loess, swallowing his mouth, "let's go ahead and find a suitable place to practice."

At this time, Su Su Su, whose mood has recovered, would not let go of the opportunity to tease Zhao Jiuge, "Oh, wood is still a coward." Hands around the chest, the tone deliberately dragged long.

Even so, Su Su Su and Zhao Jiuge walked towards the front of the tomb mound. After all, in the environment of coffins scattered everywhere and yellow paper blown by the wind on the earth everywhere, no one was afraid to stay. A few crows had already disappeared because of the fierce battle just now, and with the two people's departure, there was a return to silence, as if nothing had happened.

In the woods.

Silver moonlight through the top of the tree direct gap, sprinkled on the ground, by scattered moonlight, Su Su Su and Zhao Jiuge two people rely on the back of a thick trunk, both legs sitting cross. Su Su absorbed and absorbed aura as usual. Zhao Jiuge didn't ask about his cultivation, and he didn't tell him.

But Zhao Jiuge has experienced a series of wars and tiredness, at this time has entered the state of cultivation, watching the situation in the body, only to find some bad.

The source of the spiritual power in the Dantian area has been a little shriveled, and the light and fog of the spiritual power have become a little dim. The meridians along the road in the body have been some broken, and there are still some residual gray rot gas in the chest wound.

Looking at the situation in his body, Zhao Jiuge picked up the corner of his mouth and chuckled helplessly. Then he calmed down and slowly practiced the skill of Sanskrit Heart Sutra.

"Wow."

A slight sound broke the quiet night sky.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, there are ripples in the air. It is the fluctuation of spiritual power, which changes from slow to fast. At this time, it starts to rush towards Zhao Jiuge's body, and the aura enters into the body. With the cultivation and operation of the skill, the whole circle is completed one by one, which turns into spiritual power.

Now, to my surprise, I don't think of the half strength of Zhao's body!

Feeling the fluctuation of spiritual power, the Golden Dragon in the Dantian began to dance happily in his body. The injured meridians were also operated by the spiritual power. After being nourished, they slowly recovered. It was not long before they broke through the spirit realm. After these two successive wars, we found that there were signs of breaking through the middle stage of the spiritual realm.

This sign makes Zhao Jiuge overjoyed, and the increase of strength is the best motivation for cultivation. With the growth of time in the body, the Golden Dragon has been moistened by spiritual power. Now, even the scales of the dragon can be clearly seen, making it more lifelike and spiritual.

After a while, Zhao Jiuge's spiritual power gradually became strong, and the violent fluctuations in the surrounding air gradually quieted down, and his breathing began to stabilize and gradually absorbed the spiritual power.

Su Su, who sits cross legged on one side, looks at Zhao Jiuge in surprise and thinks to herself that the skill of wood cultivation is not simple. She has never seen anything since she was a child. How many powerful magic weapons and how strange and mysterious they are. But the skill of Zhao Jiuge is so strange that he doesn't have to be much worse than himself. He can't see through it!

Women must not be curious about men. When a woman is curious about a man, it is the beginning of falling in love. The silver moon is hanging in the night, and the insects are calling softly.

Su Su spirit full of eyes at this time is carefully looking at that Junxiu slightly strong face, a time to see the trance, light smile overflowing in that face, raised the corner of the mouth. The breeze blows, the clouds secretly block the silver moon, as if even the silver moon on the night are shy, can't bear to see this pair of golden girls.