Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 145 Female Cultivator of Hehuan Sect (51)

Ruan Ruan was sitting on the cloud boat, and the disciples gathered together in twos and threes, talking about something from time to time.

Even Yun Mian was surrounded by people asking for advice, but there was nothing around her.But she didn't care very much. She was not familiar with him, so it didn't matter whether she spoke or not.

She has learned to wield a sword, but she is still afraid of flying at high speeds without shelter at high altitudes. This time she chose Yunzhou for her trip, which was exactly what she wanted.

She was bored around the belt around her waist, and suddenly a gust of wind brought a light peach blossom fragrance, which drifted from the tip of her nose. The fragrance was very light and left an aftertaste.

A pink and white petal fell into her hair, and she reached out to pick it off. The fresh peach blossom fragrance in her breath became rich almost instantly.

The petals were twisted on her fingertips, and the white fingertips looked even more delicate and pink than the petals.

The destination arrived before I knew it.

The Yunzhou landed and stopped, the disciples flew down, and Yun Mian shrunk it back into the space.

The peach trees are densely planted on the hillside. Their branches are thick and thick, and the branches are covered with pink and white petals, which are heavy on them. It seems that a lot of petals fall down at random movements. The picture is very beautiful.

The fragrance of flowers is rich and even a bit beguiling. The fragrance is extremely sweet and greasy. After smelling it for a long time, your brain seems to be bored and makes you feel dizzy.

"Hold your breath!"

Yun Mian said hurriedly.

But it was still too late. The sound of a body falling to the ground without buffering was heard. She looked for a sound and saw a disciple lying on his back on the ground, loosening the scabbard in his hand.

The petals fell down one after another, covering his body and face.

She wanted to go over to check, but before she could take a few steps, she heard the sound of falling to the ground one after another. She couldn't hold on, and fell down half-kneeling.

——The veil slipped from his face.

Ruan Ruan couldn't hold on, and his hand holding the ground lost strength, and he fell sideways.

The last pink and white petal fell on the end of her eye, sliding along the orbital bone to the front of the eyeball. The end of the eye was pink and red, as if the color was reflected on it. …

Ruan Ruan felt her eyelids were slightly itchy, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to rub it twice. The peach petals were crushed on the back of her hand, and the flower juice was moist and slightly cool, sticking to the back of her hand.

The flower juice was also stained on her eyelids, and she wiped it off with her sleeve, leaving a trace.

She sat up, and the petals slid down her body and piled up on her skirt. Her cheeks were like red peaches, and there were a few petals stuck in her hair, like a fairy in a flower.

Everyone woke up one by one and came out from the layers of petals. They were the only white ones in the sea of ​​pink.

"Sister?"

There was some doubt in his voice.

The veil fell off Yun Mian's face, and his facial features didn't change much. He couldn't tell where he had adjusted them, but he was stunning at first sight.

She has beautiful bones, with shadows at the end of her upturned eyes, deep brow bones, smooth and red lips, and a straight nose with a perfect arc, which decorates her face just right.

The chin is pointed and voluptuous, and the lips are slightly pursed and look very kissable.

She has never shown this appearance in front of others, and now that the veil has accidentally fallen off, there is no point in putting it on again.

There was surprise in the eyes of the disciples. Although they had doubts in their hearts, they did not dare to ask blatantly. Except for a few hesitant words of "senior sister", they did not say anything else.

Yun Mian did not explain, she took the lead and led a group of disciples deep into the hinterland of the peach forest.

They originally covered their mouths and noses, but later found that the sweet aroma hidden in the peach blossom fragrance had disappeared for some reason.

There was a faint voice in the distance.

　Chapter 145 The Dream
　　
　
(End of this chapter)