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

Chapter 209: Cultivation with me, I will help you practice, eh?

Shen Qinghe didn't even look at Dongfang Wuya. She said energetically: "No, practicing is really interesting!"

Since she was able to practice, she felt like she had opened the door to a new world.

Dongfang Wuya felt that Shen Qinghe was like a piece of wood, but he was very interested in this piece of wood, and he also liked to study this piece of wood all night long.

Shen Qinghe didn't know what Dongfang Wuya was thinking, so she quickly focused on her cultivation.

In this way, Dongfang Wuya was naturally left out in the cold.

Two days later, Dongfang Wuya tried to get Shen Qinghe to pay attention to him: "Shen Qinghe, I'm hungry."

Shen Qinghe didn't even pause his sword, and she said without turning her head: "Don't be ridiculous, how could you be hungry?"

Dongfang Wuya's face instantly darkened.

He remembered that when they first met, she obeyed his words. If he said he was hungry, she would cook him a delicious meal as soon as possible.

Now, her heart and eyes are filled with cultivation, cultivation, cultivation.

He is such a big living person, but he can't compare to her boring practice.

It's outrageous!
Shen Qinghe did not notice the change in Dongfang Wuya's mood. She was still concentrating on practicing her sword. Unexpectedly, he suddenly entered her sword net. She had no time to sheath the sword, and the sword energy scratched the man's body.

"Show me quickly." Shen Qinghe's face changed slightly and she quickly sheathed her sword.

Dongfang Wuya covered the injured part and said with resentment: "It hurts so much. Why are you so cruel to me? Shen Qinghe, do you want to murder your husband?"

Shen Qinghe's face was filled with self-blame: "I'm sorry, I didn't see you right in front of me."

It's just a little strange. With his cultivation, how could he be easily stabbed by her sword energy?

What she has in her hand is an ancient artifact. Will it hurt him?

"You have to say I'm sorry ten thousand times, why not kiss me to relieve my pain." Dongfang Wuya said, holding her waist with one hand, bringing her into his arms, and asking for a kiss.

But Shen Qinghe stopped him anxiously: "You still have wounds on your chest..."

Dongfang Wuya thought she didn't understand the charm, so he held her in his arms: "Kiss me, and I won't hurt you anymore."

Shen Qinghe had no choice but to kiss him on the cheek. Just as she was about to retreat, Dongfang Wuya took her into his arms again and kissed her, coaxing her with a coquettish smile: "How about this, you can cultivate with me, and I will help you." Practice, huh?”

He doesn't mind her using a honey trap on him.

Shen Qinghe was breathless after being kissed by Dongfang Wuya. Her face was red and her ears were hot, and she wanted to struggle out of his arms.

But he held her waist tightly, kissing and tempting her at the same time: "No one else has this chance, Shen Qinghe, if you weren't stupid, you should have taken the opportunity to turn me to the bed..."

Shen Qinghe's face heated up when he heard this, and he couldn't understand why this man was so thick-skinned.

However, she was indeed a little moved, and practicing dual cultivation with him would be beneficial to her cultivation, and he was the one who brought it to her door anyway.

In this way, she was dragged into bed by Dongfang Wuya in a daze. Only at the end did she remember that he was injured by her sword energy. Could he do such strenuous exercise?
After the double cultivation, she worriedly checked Dongfang Wuya's wound: "The wound is not open, is it?"

She saw that his body was intact, without any wounds. She raised her eyes and met his smiling peach blossom eyes.

She was annoyed for a moment: "You lied to me?!" "It was hurt at the time, but it will be fine after a while. My body is not that fragile." Dongfang Wuya said, holding back a smile.

Shen Qinghe was really pissed off by him. She pushed him away mercilessly: "You have stayed in Pusuyuan long enough. Go back."

Dongfang Wuya looked at Shen Qinghe's heartless back: "Shen Qinghe, what do you mean?"

Doesn't he look cheap by kicking him out after he's finished sleeping?
Shen Qinghe looked back at him and replied with a smile: "You and I are not married yet, so we are not suitable to stay together all the time. Besides, I want to practice, and you are affecting me here."

Moreover, it seemed that after she finished practicing dual cultivation with him, it was just like that. She didn't see any improvement in her cultivation, so the dual cultivation he mentioned was of no benefit to her.

Dongfang Wuya looked at Shen Qinghe in disbelief.

This girl looked soft and soft on weekdays, but she didn't expect to be a burnt-down bridge, so she drove him out of Pusuyuan after sleeping.

Xiaobai never thought that Dongfang Wuya would return to Bixiao Tower.

Ever since the announcement of his upcoming marriage to Fairy Qinghe, the master has devoted himself wholeheartedly to Pu Suyuan. He is happy and reluctant to miss Shu. Today, for the first time, he returns to Bixiao Tower. This is wrong.

"The master was kicked out by Fairy Qinghe, right?" Xiaobai suddenly thought.

Dongfang Wuya looked at Xiaobai with sharp eyes. Xiaobai immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing and quickly changed his words: "It is impossible for the master to be driven out by Fairy Qinghe. Everyone in the Ji Sect knows that Fairy Qinghe loves his master so much. It’s too late to love your master, so why would you want to push him away?”

Dongfang Wuya hopes so. But as of now, although he has obtained Shen Qinghe's body, he has not yet obtained that girl's heart.

"Xiao Bai, if I leave Tianji Sect one day, will Shen Qinghe remarry?" Dongfang Wuya frowned slightly.

With that girl's heartless temper, she could be easily taken advantage of by him, so there's no doubt that this is really possible.

Xiaobai wanted to comfort his master that such a thing would not happen, and Fairy Qinghe was not a woman who would change her mind when she saw something different. But Fairy Qinghe didn't understand, and she didn't love her master. The master abandoned her and left. What reason did Fairy Qinghe have to stay a widow for her master?
Dongfang Wuya looked at Xiaobai coldly: "You are not usually very eloquent, why don't you speak now?"

Xiaobai quickly put on a smile: "If the master leaves, Fairy Qinghe will definitely travel across thousands of mountains and rivers to find the master!"

Even if it is just for morality and kindness, Fairy Qinghe is such a person who values ​​love and justice.

"With her cultivation speed, when do you think she will be able to become a feather and ascend?"

This question stumped Xiaobai.

For mortals, cultivation of immortality depends on talent, luck and luck. How many monks, even if they reach the stage of transcending tribulation, are only one step away from becoming immortal?

"It's hard to talk about this kind of thing." Xiaobai said calmly.

Dongfang Wuya stood in front of the window, looking in the direction of Pu Suyuan with a calm expression: "Giving my woman a hundred years is enough!"

Xiaobai secretly gasped and blurted out: "Isn't it possible?!"

Although Fairy Qinghe's current cultivation speed is surprisingly fast, it becomes harder and harder to improve as her cultivation reaches later stages.

Even if she practices dual cultivation with her master, it is impossible for Fairy Qinghe to ascend so quickly.

"We'll see! I hope to grow up with her and see with my own eyes the day she ascends." Dongfang Wuya was almost silent.

But he didn't know when the First Quarter Moon would come to find him. He didn't even know where the First Quarter Moon was, and he didn't even know who the First Quarter Moon was.

There will be a life and death battle between him and the first quarter moon, and he does not want to implicate Shen Qinghe.