Campus belle's cultivation master

When the Dongyi kingdom was in full swing, many practitioners rushed to tell each other and stirred up a holy war of demon hunting, the southern province of China fell into a short period of peace.

Mochou Lake, jia'an city.

Drifting profusely and disorderly, the autumn Wutong is cool, and the sun is setting down. The lake is rippled with layers of ripples.

A boat stayed in the middle of the lake. The red clay stove was burning vigorously, and the hot air was rising in the wine pot.

"It's peach blossom wine in March." Su Wan knelt down on the mat, wrapped in a warm Plush Cape, and her body showed a graceful curve.

She picked up the delicate small pot and poured a cup. Two snow-white rouyi held it and handed it to her, with a soft smile on her lips: "Lang Yue Qingfeng, young Lang, and drink a cup of peach blossom wine."

Lin Yu leans on the opposite side of his head with one hand. He shook his head with a bitter smile, reached for the cup and drank it.

"How about this wine?" Su Wan's eyes were wandering, and her delicate face was flushed. "Now you're on the top of Jiangnan Province, and you'll drink as much as you want. I'm afraid no matter how much you drink, you won't get drunk..."

"Not really." Lin Yu put the cup back, lay down on his back, put his hands behind his head, "I can't help but be intoxicated for a long time when I see you."

Su Wan's face was like a little girl's shame and joy. She knelt and crawled over and put the little guy's head on her slender and round thigh.

"It's more comfortable." She whispered softly, exhaling like orchid, "you are too tired recently, sleep for a while."

Lin Yu was a little helpless: "I'm not a child. You don't have to put down your work and run to Mochou Lake to accompany me."

"What? You hate me now? " Su wanjiao is angry, the white tender jade hand pastes his cheek, "is really a heartless little villain, oh, has made the girlfriend, ignored to others."

Lin Yu sniffed the faint fragrance from the woman and grinned: "at least she is also a real estate queen in the south of the Yangtze River. Pay attention to her identity and don't be coquettish all the time..."

Su Wan chuckled, his slender jade fingers stroked his hair, and her eyes blinked: "Xiao Yu, I don't understand. What are you doing on Mochou Lake on such a cold day?"

"I've run into a bottleneck recently and need to find a quiet place." What Lin Yu said was true. After Jin entered the realm of enlightenment, his practice speed slowed down greatly.

On the one hand, the aura of heaven and earth is thin. With the deepening of cultivation, it is more and more difficult to improve in the future. On the other hand, it has a lot to do with his own realm understanding.

A few days ago, in order to pacify the south of the Yangtze River, develop the original energy liquid, and cultivate his own power, he really relaxed a little in his cultivation.

"Is it a bit too annoying for me to come to see you and disturb Qingjing?" Su Wan had a flushed face and a fine voice. "It's so dark. I was going to stay tonight."

Lin Yu said in a low voice, "you can stay here. I want to have such a comfortable pillow for a while."

Su Wan angrily pinched this guy's ear with her fingers. Bei Chi gently bit his ruddy lips and flattered her eyes.

This guy is so annoying. People go all the way to see you off. They want to undress you and take me as a pillow in the end

"Don't worry, don't worry." She pursed her mouth and said, "what do you want in life? I wish I could marry my master soon..."

In the boat, Lin Yu sleeps on the beautiful woman's elastic thigh and slowly closes his eyes, as if he is addicted to the comfortable and gentle countryside.

Outside the boat, across the undulating surface of the lake and across the small trees of the phoenix trees, a middle-aged man dressed in strong clothes is coming quickly, with a solemn face and a strong wind on his feet.

His name is Kong Wu. He is a deacon of Tianlan sect in Huaixi province.

In a short time, he crossed the winding forest path and reached the sparkling Mochou Lake.

Kong Wu's eyes were fixed on the boat which was still on the lake. He was so angry that he drank: "where is Lin Zixuan! Where is Lin Zixuan! Come out and see me

After waiting for a while, there was no response.

Kong Wu's eyes turned and his voice was like thunder, which made the nearby trees rustle and the dead leaves flutter: "Lin Zixuan! I'm Kong Wu, deacon of Tianlan sect. I'm here to send you an invitation. Don't hide! "

The small door on the boat opened, and out came a beautiful and enchanting woman, Su Wan.

She swept her eyes and said, "Mr. Lin is here."

"Well, it's a beautiful woman. I don't want to go home." Kong Wu sneered, looked at the beautiful woman, licked her lips, and then stepped out.

He stepped on the surface of the lake, walked slightly, and soon rushed to the center of the lake. He stepped on the boat and said with pride, "I have been ordered by the patriarch to send an invitation here to invite linzixuan of Jiangnan to visit Tianlan on the 16th of the lunar calendar this month to attend the clan ceremony."

Voice fell, he pulled out a post from his arms, squeezed it in his hand and threw it out.

This post in mid air with a "whew" sharp sound, sharp as a knife, flying into the boat, straight to the lazy young man.

Lin Yu put out two fingers and caught it easily. He looked a little surprised, and his eyebrows were slightly picked.

Not long ago, he just cut off the dog head of Ma haozhen, the leader of Tianlan sect. He thought Tianlan sect sent someone to send a war note this time. As a result, he was invited to attend the zongmen ceremony. It's a bit incredible

Did he kill Ma haozhen? Tianlan Zong doesn't know?

Lin Yu flipped the post in his hand and asked carelessly, "what's your Tianlan sect's sect ceremony to do with me?"

Kong Wu disdained to ask: "hum, do you recognize Zhang Biyao, the close disciple of the patriarch?"

Lin Yu nodded with a smile: "yes."

"Baguio fairy is a rare congenital holy body in ancient and modern times, which is highly valued." Kong Wu raised his face and held his arm, "the patriarch has decided to canonize Baguio fairy as the saint of Tianlan at the patriarchal ceremony on the 16th of this month, and receive the inheritance."

He took a big step forward, which made the boat shake: "Lin Zixuan, you used to be the son of heaven, but now you have a crack in the main road, and your accomplishments have fallen back, so you don't deserve the identity of Baguio fairy.

The patriarch's meaning is to let you go to the ceremony and consciously cut off the past love. Don't delay the cultivation of Baguio fairy's martial arts. If you feel ashamed and have no face to meet your old friend, you can also write a heartless letter, which I will take back to Tianlan sect and hand over to Baguio fairy.

I advise you, since you are not worthy of other girls, don't be shameless and cling to them