My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 658 The Heart Stealer

Don't look at Yang Zhen's indifference and indifference to Qing Xiaoling these days, deep down in his heart, he has already regarded Qing Xiaoling as his own woman.

The two have had skin-to-skin kisses several times.Although the situation at the time meant that there was a sense of acting on the spot, but Yang Zhen was not the kind of man who would eat everything and refuse to admit it. What's more, after getting along for a long time, it is not difficult to find that Qing Xiaoling is innocent, kind-hearted, and a very simple girl. Boy, he actually liked it more and more.

Of course, that successful deception should have hurt the girl's innocent heart, so that every time the two met, Qing Xiaoling always raised his eyebrows and looked down upon him.

He didn't care, because there were a lot of things going on during this period of time, and he couldn't take care of this; secondly, the days to come would be long.As long as Qing Xiaoling stays in this bluestone space, is he afraid that she will escape from his Wuzhi Mountain?
Never expected that the little fox is actually a young girl. After reading the novel, she would imitate the plot in the book and go to the mortal world to have a vigorous love between humans and foxes.

How can this work?

Could it be that when you and that scholar were making love to each other, I still had to play the flute outside the window for fun?

Uncle can bear it and auntie can't bear it!

Yang Zhen decided to take Qing Xiaoling's restless heart back.

But how to do it?
Excuse me, how can I make a vixen fall in love with me wholeheartedly?
Wait online!Ask for a famous doctor!
He called Zhao Yueer, Zixue, the two closest girls, and of course, the light bulb Yiyi, and everyone worked together.

"Sister Xiaoling used to like you so much, as long as you coax her well, be gentle and considerate, she will be fine." Zhao Yueer encouraged her confidently.

In Zixue's mind, the image of the young man who faced the ghost alone in the depths of the underground palace appeared in Zixue's mind.

"Junior Brother Yang, you have to show your masculinity, and you have to be domineering when you should be domineering. Don't talk too much about the truth to the girl, as long as you win her, she will definitely listen to you obediently!"

Zixue suggested.

"No way! Brother will be beaten to death by sister Xiaoling!" Yiyi said worriedly, but his face had a look of gloating, no matter how he looked at it, it was not right.

Yang Zhen blew her beard and stared at her.

Who said I can't beat Qing Xiaoling?Don't look at that girl as a fourth-rank demon king, two realms higher than me, but I know her depth clearly.

The main skill points of the little fox are charm talents, and the actual combat level is mediocre, so I may not be able to handle her!
Whether it's hand-to-hand combat or the stick method, I have experienced hundreds of battles, and I definitely have a chance to take advantage of it.

He weighed it for a long time, it's not that he didn't want to use Zhao Yue'er's method, but they didn't give him a chance at all!
So, let's fight!
Conquer her!

……

The letter of challenge was quickly answered.

"That big liar, he wants to be beaten so much? That's great! My aunt's powder punches are already too hungry!" The little fox snorted, full of domineering.

……

In the space, somewhere on a vast expanse of grass.

A man and a woman stand opposite each other.

Two hundred zhang away, Zixue, Zhao Yue'er, and Yiyi gathered their heads together, and in front of them were a lot of melon and fruit snacks, spirit tea and drinks.

Following Zixue's order, Yang Zhen, as the party with the lowest cultivation base, took the lead in attacking.

He moved with flexible and changeable steps, sometimes moving east, sometimes moving west, like a ghost, quickly approaching the girl.

The wishful stick in his hand was swung high.

Qing Xiaoling seemed to be thinking about something, but the old god stood still.

Ten feet, five feet, three feet... The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.

When the distance between the two was less than half a zhang, Qing Xiaoling finally moved.

Like a gust of wind, it suddenly disappeared from his eyes.

The hairs on Yang Zhen's whole body stood on end, feeling the danger for no reason, she hurriedly dodged aside.

It was already too late, a sharp pain came from the lower back, and Qing Xiaoling flew up his jade leg and kicked sideways at the young man's waist like a silver whip.

"Plop!" Yang Zhen fell heavily on the grass, her bones seemed to be falling apart, and she fell to the ground.

"Hmph, silver pewter tip," the little fox clapped his hands triumphantly, "Oh, it's getting late, and Li Lang's family hasn't made dinner yet!"

After finishing speaking, he hummed a ditty and left, but no one noticed the sly look in his eyes.

Yang Zhen couldn't bear it anymore, a mouthful of blood spewed out from the weeds in her mouth.

The first competition, Yang Zhen, was completely defeated!
……

On the second day, it was still the same venue.

Qing Xiaoling's leg showed no mercy at all, but Yang Zhen's skin was rough and fleshy, and he had the energy of chaos to heal the wound, after a day, it was back to normal.

The two faced each other again.

This time Yang Zhen didn't take the initiative to attack, her whole body was empty, her spirit was high, and she caught the opponent's every move.

Qing Xiaoling is agile and has the talent of [teleportation], but in fact he lacks acquired training, and his movements make a lot of noise, as long as he listens carefully, his traces are not impossible to grasp.

Yang Zhen dodged the girl's whip several times.

Qing Xiaoling repeatedly failed, and his temper gradually became irritable. It seemed that behind Yang Zhen's calm and calm face, he couldn't help but laugh at her, so he couldn't help but become more angry, and his movements became bigger and bigger.

After such a short half an hour, Yang Zhen was not only unscathed, but occasionally even counterattacked one or two.

Stimulated by wood-type magic, the weeds under the feet turned into vines, wrapping around the girl's delicate body.

This restraining power has little effect on the demon king, but it can also slightly delay the opponent's actions, allowing Yang Zhen to deal with it more freely.

After fighting for a while, Qing Xiaoling suddenly stopped attacking, and after a while, a beautiful singing sounded.

The girl's singing is as melodious as a yellow warbler bird, like a lover whispering in the ear, with uninterrupted affection, people can't help but forget everything, just want to sleep and fly with the girl in front of them, rippling in the ocean of love together.

Yang Zhen showed an obsessed look, closed her eyes, and walked towards Qing Xiaoling involuntarily.

The girl's pretty face was full of spirits, and her singing became more and more charming.

A powder fist is ready to go.

In the stands, Zhao Yueer was very anxious.

"Yiyi, hurry up and remind Xiao Shitou, don't be fooled!"

For the sake of fairness, there is a soundproof barrier between the stands and the fighting field, but of course, it is useless to Yiyi.

But Xiaoxiancao obviously didn't intend to help cheat, her big eyes were wide open, and her little face was full of excitement.

"It's a good show to watch!" She said enthusiastically.

Sure enough, when Yang Zhen came three feet in front of the girl, the moment Qing Xiaoling's powder fist was just thrown out, the boy moved like a rabbit, suddenly leaned forward and hugged the girl.

A hand quickly grabbed the tail behind him.

Even though there were still several layers of gauze skirts, Qing Xiaoling couldn't help moaning at this grab.

The little fox was so angry that he punched Yang Zhen hard on the chest, causing the muscles on the man's face to tremble.

The Qi of Primal Chaos quickly recovered, and at the same time, Yang Zhen clenched her teeth and exerted more force on her hands.

After receiving two more punches, Qing Xiaoling was finally defeated, his cheeks were so red that he could almost bleed: "Brother Lang Jun, let go quickly, Ling'er dare not..."

Yang Zhen smiled charmingly, at this time he was also hooked by the girl, immediately picked up Qing Xiaoling by the waist, and walked towards the depths of the grass.

Zhao Yueer was dumbfounded.

Zixue's pretty face was flushed, she chuckled lightly, and headed towards the ice cave.

Since returning to the Eastern Territory, she has been going here often to quiet her heart.

Zhao Yue'er didn't have such a place, and when she heard the voice from a distance, she couldn't help but blush, she was ashamed, and she was also a little inexplicably angry.

After a long time, the grass stopped moving.

Yang Zhen got out of the tall green grass, with a refreshed look on her face.

The girl's coquettish voice suddenly sounded in my ears:
"Little Stone, roll here!"

……

Yang Zhen was too happy.

Although he was lucky enough to win yesterday, the means were not aboveboard. The more he thought about it, the little fox became more and more unconvinced, so he proposed to continue the sparring early this morning.

Then fight, whoever is afraid of whom.

The two were still on the grass.

What surprised Yang Zhen was that the girl was actually wearing armor, and her two fluffy tails were well hidden, making up for her biggest weakness.

It's hard to handle now, Yang Zhen frowns.

When the battle started, he was taken aback again.

Qing Xiaoling obviously summed up the experience of fighting in the past two days. At the beginning of the fight, he waved his hands and rolled up a large piece of yellow sand, while he hid himself in the yellow sand, ready to attack Yang Zhen at any time.

Yang Zhen was thrown into a panic, and she walked around the yellow sand to avoid it, but as the yellow sand became more and more dense, this method quickly failed.

As a last resort, he once again controlled his spiritual consciousness within a radius of one foot as yesterday, feeling all kinds of subtle and complicated sounds.

A powder fist protruded from the yellow sand, Yang Zhen avoided it sideways, and the palm wind left a hot mark on her chest.

It is effective, but the reaction is not as sensitive as yesterday, and if you don't pay attention, you will be beaten.

The two of you came and went in the yellow sand, pinging, bang bang, half an hour passed.

Zixue's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she commented: "Xiaoling's comprehension is not bad, with a little bit of instruction, he can quickly rise to the level of fighting skills that a fourth-rank demon king should have, and he will be a great help to Junior Brother Yang in the future. "

He also commented on Yang Zhen: "Under heavy pressure, Junior Brother Yang has made great progress."

"The two of them compete like this, but they promote each other, and they are advancing by leaps and bounds!"

Yiyi bit a piece of grilled fish and nodded repeatedly.

Another half an hour later, Yang Zhen, who was covered with scars, moved half a beat slower, and was finally knocked down by Qing Xiaoling's punch, and fell on her back.

The little fox won the battle and snorted triumphantly, but instead of taunting like the day before, he hopped up and down to play with Zixue.

……

Fourth day

The process at the beginning was almost exactly the same as yesterday, one attacked everywhere in the yellow sand, and the other was cautious and dealt with it with all its strength.

After half an hour, Yang Zhen was out of breath and staggered a little.

Finally, the wind of the girl's fist completely covered his right shoulder, and it was unavoidable.

Yang Zhen also stopped dodging uselessly, her whole body tensed up, and when the fist approached her, a smug flash of pride flashed across her face.

A ray of cyan flame suddenly burst out from his chest, just in time to collide head-on with the girl's Fen Fist.

"Ah—" Qing Xiaoling screamed, quickly retracted his hand, and shook it vigorously.

The flame looked very weak, but no matter whether she was blowing it with her mouth, washing it with magic spells, or wiping it with magic tools, the flame was always burning on her right hand like a gangrene attached to the bone.

A thin layer of sweat oozed from Qing Xiaoling's forehead, and his face was full of pain.

"You lost." Yang Zhen smiled triumphantly.

Qing Xiaoling's face was flushed red, and she glared at him, suddenly her eye circles turned red, and tears trickled down her cheeks.

Yang Zhen couldn't bear it in her heart, and hurriedly urged: "You admit defeat quickly, and if you admit defeat, I will take back the flame!"

"I don't!" Qing Xiaoling said angrily, "You big liar, you bully people, you are a big villain, I won't admit defeat to people like you!"

"Didn't you admit defeat the day before yesterday? Why can't you do it today?" Yang Zhen asked strangely.

"The day before yesterday, you were playing a hooligan, shameless! Today, I, I..." The girl burst into tears, suddenly yelled, and rushed towards him regardless.

Yang Zhen hurriedly dodged, the girl's disorderly charge hardly posed a threat to him.

Qing Xiaoling Wang's eight fists danced wildly for a while, not only was there no result, the burning part of the blue flame in his right hand had already revealed the bones inside, the pain in it, Yang Zhen had refined this kind of flame before, so she felt the same.

"It hurts so much!" Qing Xiaoling wept.

"Silly girl." Yang Zhen sighed, strode towards the other party, and hugged the girl in her arms.

The wisp of green flame disappeared in smoke.

"Silly girl," Yang Zhen gently turned the girl's delicate body around, looked at her pretty face with pear blossoms and rain, and said softly, "It's all my fault. I lied to you before and did something I'm sorry for you." Things, I apologize to you now, okay?"

He held up the girl's injured hand, and more than a dozen traces of chaotic energy passed over, and the injury was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"If you are still angry, hit me hard, and I will never avoid it." He looked into the girl's eyes and said seriously.

Qing Xiaoling looked at the wound that had healed quickly in surprise, her tense little face gradually relaxed.

"You big liar," she cried out loudly, "I hate you to death, you tricked people here, ignored me, and treated them like prisoners, you are the worst, I hate you! "

"It won't happen again in the future," Yang Zhen said while kissing the girl's teary eyes, "from now on, this will be your home, and you can go wherever you want. Yiyi, Yue'er, Zixue, they are all you Good friends, we are all family, okay?"

"I don't want to be in your scoundrel's family!" Qing Xiaoling turned his face to one side, but his expression didn't look like he was angry, but more like being coquettish, or embarrassed.

Yang Zhen put her arms around her thin shoulders and stopped talking, the silence at this moment was worth a thousand words.

After a while, Qing Xiaoling said in a low voice: "I'm going to visit my empress in the future."

"Okay!" Yang Zhen said without hesitation, "I also want to visit Youyou, and I will accompany you there!"

"I don't want you to accompany me!" the girl said arrogantly, raised her beautiful eyes that were still full of tears, looked at the man, pursed her lips and spat: "Bad guy, thief."

"You stole my heart, and even stole it from my mother. You are the worst thief in the world, a heart thief!"

"Yes, I am a thief, a thief who steals hearts," Yang Zhen said with a big smile, "not only will I steal your heart, but I will never give it back to you, because..."

He pointed to his chest: "I want to put your heart here, and keep it here forever, no one can take it away!"

PS: These bloody paragraphs at the end are very brain-burning, and I don’t know if they are well written. Have fun watching it.

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