Quick-wearing villain Bai Yueguang is very sultry

Chapter 117 Competing Acting Skills with Black Lotus (10)

Gu Yan hesitated for a while, but turned his back and slowly untied his belt.

Just as he was about to take off his underwear, the girl's cold voice came from behind him.

"You don't need to take it off, just go in and soak."

If Gu Yan was granted an amnesty, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he touched the bone-chilling water in the bathtub, his body froze immediately.

This is.
Is the water temperature normal?
even so.

But after a while, he returned to normal, pretending to be nonchalant and sinking his body into the water.

Chu Cha lightly swept the whisk, and a herb with withered yellow leaves fell into the bathtub.

The originally clear water surface was filled with withered yellow in an instant.

"The cultivation speed of the five spiritual roots is five times slower than that of others, but when Wuwei Ye can help you cultivate one kind of spiritual root, the other spiritual roots can also be advanced."

Chu Cha's voice just fell.

Then he saw the young man sitting in the bathtub staring at her with a face full of admiration, his eyes were like stars falling from the night sky, his spirit was radiant, "This medicine is hard to find, Master treats my disciple very well. "

"I just don't know. Does senior brother also have a share?"

His eyes were lowered, completely concealing the expression in his eyes, he seemed a little shy because of this question, his ears were slightly flushed, and his appearance looked very gentle and well-behaved.

Chu Cha snorted coldly, his voice was clear with indifference and cold with disgust, "Where did you come from, senior brother?"

The black eyes under his long eyelashes revealed hope, "Am I the only apprentice of Master?"

Chu Cha nodded slightly, "As long as you practice sincerely and don't do harm to the world, you will be the only disciple of my Chu Cha in this life."

"The disciple will work hard to cultivate and become the pride of the master."

Wait for the girl in the white skirt to go out.

Gu Yancai slightly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, some heat came out of the bathtub, and the bone-chilling cold water gradually became warm.

He exhaled softly.

Slightly leaning back on the bathtub lazily with his head up, his arms resting on the edge, his white face was steamed by the heat, a little dizzy, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed comfortably, sparkling brightly
**
early morning.

Gu Yan rubbed his still slightly drunk eyes, and was about to clean the mountain road with his broom in his arms.

Before he reached the mountain gate, he saw a graceful girl standing on the top of the boulder with her back to him.

Fluttering white clothes, long hair to waist.

The wind blows.

The silk thread of the whisk was entangled with her hair that fell like a black waterfall.

"Master, why are you here?" Gu Yan lightly raised his wrist, covering the glare of the sun with his sleeve.

"Gong Kangping lied to you. Sweeping the floor cannot comprehend the way of swordsmanship." She turned around slowly, and under the slanting sunlight, she seemed to be covered with a halo, and the red plums between her eyebrows looked like a god of salvation.

After hearing this, Gu Yan was obviously disappointed, "It's my disciple who is stupid."

Chu Cha nodded slightly, and fell from the boulder lightly, "Go to Jianchi, I'll teach you."

The disappointment in the young man's eyes was instantly swept away, and he said with full expectation, "Yes, Master."

The five peaks of Jianzong each perform their duties.

Guan Qingfeng Guan Jianchi.

The so-called Sword Pool, to put it nicely, is the Sword Sacrifice, and to put it badly, it is the Hidden Sword Tomb.

To forge a good sword, not only all kinds of natural materials and treasures are needed, but also the right time, place and people are needed.

If one is missing.

What is cast will be a handful of broken copper and rotten iron.

And those broken copper and rotten iron will be discarded into the water of the sword pool, and then dissolved by the water in the sword pool.

For tens of thousands of years, an unknown number of discarded swords have been thrown into it, and very few people can withstand the aura contained in it, but if they grit their teeth and hold on, it will greatly help their cultivation.

(End of this chapter)