Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 198
Ji Xiaopeng held the ointment in his hand, muttering on his lips, and muttering in his heart.

He saw many beautiful senior uncles and senior sisters, and when he saw his second uncle, he would blush and shy.

His second uncle is the fifth most handsome man on the list. He can make his beautiful sister blush when he wears clothes on weekdays. How come his charm has declined when he takes off his clothes?
"What's going on? Why don't you blush? Could it be that Uncle An is not a woman?" Ji Xiaopeng was very puzzled, and stretched out his finger to poke his second uncle's lean and strong arm.

He heard those girls in the clan discuss in private, saying that if he could sleep in the strong arms of the second young master in this life, death would be worth it.

His second uncle's arms are really so seductive?
If it was really a soul seduction, why didn't he seduce Master An's soul?

Ji Yanjin first stretched out his index finger, poked the distracted little nephew, and said, "Your Uncle An is a woman, but she is not a pampered woman."

Ji Xiaopeng is puzzled.

"Your Master Uncle An came here to fight and kill, and it's not surprising that the dead and mutilated bodies are not surprising. In her eyes, my upper body is just a pair of wounded flesh and blood."

Ji Xiaopeng pouted and said: "But Second Uncle's face is not injured, he has a pretty face. Uncle An is not very old, just in his early twenties, exactly Huaichun's age, why doesn't he blush?"

"Just in his early twenties? Huai Chun's age?" Ji Yanjin smiled gently, "Who taught you these words?"

"Ancestor Lian Hao is religious." Ji Xiaopeng is generous and has nothing to hide, "Ancestor Lian Hao also said that which girl does not have a spring, and a beauty in her twenties like Uncle An is the most lively Taste."

"Do you want to learn from your ancestor Lian Hao?"

Ji Yanjin smiled more and more gently.

Ji Lianhao, that stinky brat, is idle and careless, not only is he a loafer, but also teaches the children of the bad clan, he really should be locked up in the small black room for a few more years and make more contributions.

Ji Xiaopeng was afraid of his second uncle's overly gentle smile, so he quickly shook his chubby head, and said in a very sensible way: "Ancestor Lian Hao ended badly, so if you don't learn from your ancestor Lian Hao, you will learn from your second uncle. Er Shuxue"

An Qingli was meditating cross-legged in the room next door.

Xiao Jintan raised his light golden eyebrows, and joked: "Qing Li, Ji Er's figure is quite good, he is thin, but the muscles in his abdomen are strong, and his skeleton is well-proportioned, so there is no ripple at all."

An Qingli said indifferently: "I was a doctor in my previous life, and I have seen a lot of knowledge. Isn't it just the upper body, what kind of ripples can there be?"

Xiao Jintan asked: "Is there really not such a trace?"

An Qingli pondered for a moment, before saying: "It's a little bit."

Little Lingxi's eyes widened, and there was light in them.

Then I heard An Qingli continue: "It's just that my hands are so itchy. I want to find a needle and thread to sew up the wound tightly. But in this cultivation world, whether it is oral medicine or external application Plasters are quick to take effect, but my medical skills are useless."

Xiao Lingxi sighed in disappointment.

There was a lot of excitement outside the inn.

Several major sects joined forces to clear out the rogues, and the safety was guaranteed. This year's black market was unexpectedly lively.

Originally, there were only four entrances and exits for the black market, but four were temporarily added, making a total of eight entrances and exits.

Just the charge of ten high-grade spirit stones per person made Hua Yanzong earn a lot of money.

When An Qingjin and Elder Jin Dan rushed over, the inns in the black market were full. Fortunately, An Qingli was there, so they went to temporarily squeeze into a room with An Qingli.

"Green fence!"

Having not seen each other for a few years, the informal An Qingjin was obviously very excited, and gave An Qingli a big hug, and after a while, he voluntarily let go.

An Qingli stood in front of An Qingjin, carefully sized up the tall and strong young man, raised her lips and said, "Your body has recovered so well, congratulations cousin."

"Thanks to you, Qingli!" An Qingjin said with a hearty smile, "After I recovered from my injury and returned to the sect, I successfully worshiped under the seat of Elder Duoze and became his direct disciple. Master Duoze is also a single gold spirit root, who helped me in my cultivation. Great benefit."

An Qingli raised her lips again: "Congratulations, cousin, double happiness."

Elder Jin Dan crossed his legs and looked at the An family's two outstanding juniors with a smile.

"By the way, Qingli, what's going on?"

After exchanging greetings, An Qingjin pulled An Qingli to sit down, and took out another painting from the storage ring.

That painting is a woman, dignified and elegant, as graceful as flying.Although only the profile of the woman is drawn, her bright eyes are charming and touching, as if the stars are rubbed in her eyes.

"The stunning woman in this painting is you, Qingli?" An Qingjin handed the portrait to An Qingli.

"This"

An Qingli looked down, and the corners of her mouth twitched. She was right, but the colors used were too exaggerated, not realistic, but like deliberately beautified cartoon characters.

When did she wear that kind of gorgeous clothes that are cumbersome but fairy-like?

An Qingli put away the painting and asked, "Where did my cousin get this painting?"

An Qingjin frowned and said, "As soon as I entered the city, someone stuffed a piece into my hand, and said that if I could help find the person in the painting, or tell the identity of the person in the painting, I could go to the biggest inn in the city to receive the reward." .”

An Qingli was a little displeased: "Who is so boring, showing half of my face everywhere."

An Qingjin pondered and said: "This painting is thoughtful, lifelike, and shockingly beautiful. I'm afraid it is your admirer, Qingli."

"Admirers?" An Qingli was also very speechless, "After I entered this black market, I even wore a veiled hat when I went out of the room. There are no admirers, unless"

An Qingli's face was full of black lines, and she suddenly remembered that when she first entered the black market, there was a rich man she didn't recognize who murmured "fairy" to her.

Could it be that the rotten peach blossoms were attracted by showing his true face there?
An Qingli sighed, and said: "What is the origin of the person who is looking for someone in the portrait?"

An Qingjin shook his head: "I was in a hurry to meet you, so I didn't go to inquire about it. But I happened to pass by that big inn, and there was a huge painting hanging at the door of the inn, which is the enlarged version of the painting in your hand. It was nine feet high and attracted many people to stop and watch."

An Qingli rubbed her forehead: "Did anyone recognize me?"

An Qingjin's tone was uncertain: "There should be some. But this painting is too exaggerated, so beautiful that it is a bit unreal. Outsiders may only think it looks like you, but they can't be sure it's you."

After a pause, An Qingjin said again: "Actually, there are quite a few people who think that the person who painted the painting is a fairy that they met in a dream. In other words, the person in the painting only exists in the dream, and does not exist in our cultivation. world, let alone in this black market. Besides, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and some people think that even though the woman in the painting actually exists, her actual appearance is not as good as the woman in the painting."

"It's best to be like this. Too much appearance is really not a good thing." An Qingli heaved a sigh of relief. She didn't want to get into a debt of love when she was young.

(End of this chapter)