Trapped in the Shura field, the male protagonist held me in his arms and kissed me

Chapter 175 Want to get her dirty

Shen Qinghe naturally didn't know what Yan Changsheng and Xiao Chen were thinking. After she saw the black rope in Dongfang Wuya's hands, it was played with by Dongfang Wuya, and finally turned back into a rope, but it was not the black rope like before, but It is half white and half black, which looks a bit weird at first glance.

The black and white rope seemed to be suffering in Dongfang Wuya's hands. He stretched out half of the rope end towards Shen Qinghe, as if asking her for help.

She hesitated and said to Dongfang Wuya: "Uncle, why don't you give it to me?"

Dongfang Wuya squeezed the black and white rope, and the black and white rope shrank smaller and smaller, as if to show weakness to him, and then he threw the rope back to Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe took the rope calmly, and the rope wrapped tightly around her wrist as if meeting the savior.

She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she felt that the black and white rope seemed to be afraid of Dongfang Wuya, and it still trembled a little when it came back to her wrist...

Seeing this scene, Xiaobai smiled and said: "This thing is still the same as before. It gets scared when it sees its owner. It was naughty before, but then the owner got annoyed with it, so he threw it away. He must be afraid that the owner will throw it away again. Let’s go into the Spiritual Treasure House?”

Hearing this, Shen Qinghe touched the black and white rope soothingly and said softly: "Now you are my magic weapon. I will not throw you away. Don't worry, my uncle will not throw you away either. Just now, my uncle was just playing with you."

"Who is playing with it?! If it dares to play rough with you again, I will throw it away again!" Dongfang Wuya looked at the black and white rope with cold eyes.

The black and white rope was pressed against Shen Qinghe's wrist, and he didn't dare to move. He felt that Wu Yajun was bullying the rope too much.

But its current owner is Shen Qinghe. When Wuyajun meets his owner, why don't you just lower your noble head?
Thinking about it this way, it gained confidence.

Shen Qinghe really didn't understand what made Dongfang Wuya angry. When did Black Rope become wanton with her? I've always been very well-behaved, okay?

But Xiaobai understood clearly that the master was dissatisfied with the black and white rope that turned into a hairpin and stuck three thousand green hairs of Fairy Qinghe. If nothing unexpected happened, the master was jealous of the black and white rope.

The master is so possessive of Fairy Qinghe, what a pity it would be if these two people missed her?
At this moment, he became more determined to reconcile the two of them!

When all the disciples participating in the competition arrived, Zuo An was worried and called Shen Qinghe aside and told him: "You should watch Wu Ya more in this competition. He is aloof and has a bad temper. If he conflicts with others, you will You must be more gentle and persuasive. This ancestor doesn't listen to anyone but you. You must take good care of him! He will listen to what you say..."

The more Shen Qinghe listened, the more embarrassed she felt. Did the sect leader think too highly of her?
Furthermore, when did Wuyajun listen to her? She was obviously the one receiving the training.

"Sect Master, don't count on me, right? How can I control Wuya Jun? Sect Master, why don't you tell Elder Wu a few more words, I think Wuya Jun might listen to Elder Wu's words." Shen Qinghe replied with a sneer.

She is the elder, but she is Wuyajun's junior. It would be strange that Wuyajun would listen to her words.

Zuo An looked at Shen Qinghe with a smile, as if he saw the bright and promising future of Tianji Sect: "Qinghe, don't be humble, you don't know how capable you are. I will just leave Wuya to you, and you can help me discipline him. If he doesn't listen to your discipline, just take care of him with your wife..."

"Leo'an, if you can't speak, don't speak!" Dongfang Wuya arrived behind them at some point and suddenly spoke, startling Shen Qinghe.

She glanced at Dongfang Wuya and met his emotionless eyes. She immediately shifted the responsibility to Zuo An: "Yes, it's the sect leader who is talking nonsense. It's not my intention. If uncle wants to blame, just blame the sect leader!"

"Ignore him!" Dongfang Wuya dragged Shen Qinghe to his side and planned to set off for Yuheng Mountain.

Zuo An was still worried and followed them and warned: "Wu Ya, please control your temper outside. Although you are indeed good at fighting, you should not provoke enemies to Tianji Sect. Qing He, when Wu Ya is not under control, you It must be stopped in time, even if it is a honey trap..."

Shen Qinghe's expression was as embarrassing as possible. She glanced at Dongfang Wuya secretly and wanted to defend herself, but she really had no face to speak. Unexpectedly, Dongfang Wuya suddenly looked at her, frowned and asked, "Do you really want to use a beauty trap on me?"

Shen Qinghe blushed and shook his head quickly.

Dongfang Wuya looked at her red little face and felt that she was too thin-skinned and it would be really difficult for her to carry out the beauty trap.

But there is one particularly endearing quality about her, and that is cleanliness. Men are very strange creatures. When they see such a clean person, they really want to get her dirty...

"The sect master never speaks in a formal manner, don't take it seriously, uncle. I dare not be disrespectful to my uncle, I swear!" Shen Qinghe said and immediately moved away from Dongfang Wuya.

Dongfang Wuya didn't embarrass her anymore, but he felt a little depressed.

Xiaobai came close to Dongfang Wuya and whispered: "I think the sect master's concerns are reasonable. It is also the sect master's wisdom to let Fairy Qinghe take care of the master..."

He was speechless as he was silenced by his master.

He simply went to Shen Qinghe and pointed at his throat. Shen Qinghe immediately understood: "You have been banned by Wu Yajun?"

Xiaobai nodded bitterly. He liked to talk so much that not letting him talk was torture.

Shen Qinghe knew that Xiaobai had a lively temper, so he couldn't help but go to Dongfang Wuya to say good things to Xiaobai, hoping that he could lift Xiaobai's ban.

After Dongfang Wuya listened quietly, he opened his lips calmly: "Who are you, and why should I listen to you? Xiaobai is my puppet, what does my punishment of him have to do with you?"

His words made Shen Qinghe shut up.

She thought again about Zuo An asking her to take charge of Dongfang Wuya, and for a moment she felt like she had been severely slapped in the face. Just now, she didn't even realize that her behavior was beyond the rules, and she was still trying to intercede for Xiaobai.

Shen Zhiyao listened and snickered, and whispered to Xiaobai: "Qinghe tried her best, but she can't help you not because she is incompetent, but because Wuyajun loves face."

Xiaobai nodded repeatedly, expressing his agreement with this point of view.

He felt that if the master continued to be so venomous, he would lose the Taoist companion he had obtained.

When he was about to set off, Yan Changsheng came to Shen Qinghe and asked, "Qinghe, will you set off with me?"

Of course Shen Qinghe was unwilling. Just as she was about to refuse, a red figure suddenly came to her, grabbed her wrist and jumped onto the spiritual sword.

She looked at the man's hand holding her waist, and actually wanted to remind Dongfang Wuya that their actions were too intimate.

But when she saw Dongfang Wuya's pursed lips, she felt that if she really wanted to say something, his bad temper might push her off the spiritual sword.

At the moment, she remained silent and silently looked at the majestic rivers and mountains at her feet, and her mood gradually became brighter.