Fairy, things are really not what you think!

Only some supernatural powers similar to "shrinking the ground into an inch" can make up for the gap in obtaining magic weapons.

Nie Qingwan pays attention to efficiency and never procrastinates, so she is naturally used to flying with Yujian.

The woman in the black long dress descended from the sky.

She landed lightly, and the flying sword fell into the scabbard behind Nie Qingwan.

In the dark night, the woman's lingering and lazy bright red eyes shine like the stars in the sky.

"Pavilion Master Nie——" Gu Ran folded his hands and saluted Nie Qingwan respectfully.

Behind Gu Ran, Gu Suxiao bared her teeth like a kitten with fried hair and made a face at Nie Qingwan.

Others would be afraid of Nie Qingwan, but she was not.

Nie Qingwan also looked familiar.

On the contrary...the lingering and tired eyes glanced at Gu Ran and Gu Suxiao's hands, looking at the two people who seemed a little messy, as if they had just finished tidying up their clothes in a hurry, and there were also intertwined wounds on their bodies. Xinya fragrance.

Nie Qingwan's mouth curled into a playful smile.

It seems that I came at the wrong time.

Poor~ Poor~~~

Nie Qingwan thought about her apprentice who came back from Yunyan Mountain and looked a little weird.

"My poor apprentice."

"I'm afraid I don't understand at all... what it means to get the moon first."

"So my little friend—"

"You don't need to be too polite." A soft and seductive voice approached.

Nie Qingwan's steps were swaying. She stretched out her hand and raised Guran's folded palms in salute. Looking at Guran's slightly startled expression when he raised his head, the corners of the woman's lips were slightly raised, and she smiled softly and eye-catchingly.

Behind Gu Ran, Gu Su Xiao glared angrily at Nie Qingwan.

"Snake spirit!!!"

"Smelly snake spirit!!!"

As if feeling the grievance of his little junior sister, he hastily withdrew his hand from Nie Qingwan's.

"Then thank you Pavilion Master Nie very much."

And Nie Qingwan... Seeing that Gu Suxiao pulled Gu Ran's hand back, she immediately hugged Gu Ran's arm tightly as if she wanted to defend something, as if she wanted to embed Gu Ran's arm in her arms in the way.

The woman smiled more coquettishly and playfully.

Occasionally~~~

It seems to be a pleasant thing to tease the cute sister and little sword spirit.

She can't beat Gu Zuo.

Can't beat that guy's apprentice, that guy's sword?

"There is no need for such a relationship, your master and I can be regarded as "friends who cut each other's throats" for each other—"

Nie Qingwan smiled happily, but for some reason...so she vaguely felt that Nie Qingwan seemed to be gritting her teeth when she laughed.

After not being 'contained' by Ran Ningyan, Nie Qingwan gradually exposed her dangerous minions in front of Gu Ran.

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"Yes... Pavilion Master Nie..."

"I don't know that Pavilion Master Nie came from afar..."

Nie Qingwan looked at Guran's slightly reserved look, and behind Guran... the little sword spirit who was gradually blowing up.

"No hurry~" She changed the topic instead.

The woman raised her chin slightly and sniffed, and the sweet smell of minnow meat faintly wafted in the air.

"So my little friend hasn't eaten yet?"

"Yes..." Gu Ran replied softly.

At this time, the girl's stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

She hasn't built a foundation yet, and she hasn't been able to indica.

Three meals a day are inseparable.

"You can't go hungry~~~" Nie Qingwan looked at Guran with a smile, and... Gu Suxiao, whose silver teeth behind Guran seemed to be broken into pieces.

"Exactly—"

"I didn't eat either."

"Let's eat and talk."

After a slight pause, Nie Qingwan changed the subject, "So my friend...you don't mind?"

Poor Gu Suxiao's mouth was almost pouted.

"Shouldn't you ask yourself if you mind!!!"

"Why why?!!!"

"Is there no one in Zhenwu Pavilion who knows how to cook?"

"My own food is for senior sister."

"Why is this snake spirit here to join in the fun!!!"

Therefore, she couldn't stop complaining in her heart, she could already feel the little junior sister's resentment soaring into the sky.

Tonight...if I don't tell my junior sister a story until dawn, I'm afraid it will be difficult to calm my junior sister down.

But... facing Nie Qingwan, she seemed to have no choice.

among other things-

Just because the other party is the master of Sister Ran, Guran has no way to refuse.

"It's just an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks." With a wry smile, Gu Ran tightly grasped Gu Suxiao's hand, and intertwined her ten fingers to hold the girl's little hand in it.

Gu Suxiao shook her arm aggrievedly, and finally let Guran hold her hand honestly.

"Then thank you, Guran, and...Suxiao." Nie Qingwan looked at the little movements between the girls playfully.

"It's nice to be young~~~"

She looked at Gu Ran and Gu Suxiao and turned to lead the way.

So Suxiao turned her head angrily, looking like a kitten whose tail was grabbed.

Nie Qingwan stretched her waist indifferently, and the thin black dress seemed to be swimming slowly on the plump and beautiful woman.

Lazy Snake--

Got excited.

part.22 Nie Qingwan's picture scroll【One more】

Why did things develop like this?

Sitting stiffly on the long bench where I used to eat for the past ten years, at this moment...so it seems that even moving my thigh has become difficult.

At this moment, there were three people sitting on the dinner table that was not considered 'exquisite and small'.

But... no matter it's the position on Guran's left, the position on Guran's right, or... the position opposite, at this moment, there are no bowls and chopsticks at all.

But on the long bench where Guran used to sit, there were... three people squeezed out.

Therefore, the bench I often sit on is not too small.

There is more than enough room for two people to sit.

Even if there were three people sitting down, judging by the slenderness of Nie Qingwan, Gu Ran and Gu Suxiao, there would be no problem.

The most... is that Guran's left hand can only be propped up on her leg cautiously, and the girl's legs must be tightly together, otherwise, if she is not careful, she will touch Nie Qingwan who is squeezed next to Guran's left hand.

That's right—

Nie Qingwan, who raised her interest, seemed to be particularly fond of seeing the cramped look on the girl's face.

The dignified master of the Zhenwu Pavilion was lazily crowded on a bench with Gu Ran. He even leaned his head lazily on his head, occupying "half of the table and chairs" by himself.

It was nothing.

It's just that Guran and Nie Qingwan sat together.

But...how could Gu Suxiao tolerate that hateful 'snake spirit' taking away his position! ! !

The girl holding the rice bowl hardly gave Guran any room for sophistry... just sat on Guran's right side, and the girl's hot and soft body was directly attached to it, with her small head leaning on Guran's shoulder superior.

Now, Guran didn't even have room to pick up vegetables.

The master of Zhenwu Pavilion laughed playfully.

Looking at Gu Suxiao who vowed to defend her sacred territory, it is even more impossible for her to step aside now.

So pain and happiness.

That's right... pain and pleasure.

Right--

The younger junior sister was snuggling up like this, so she could clearly feel the hot and soft body next to her under the younger junior sister's thin skirt. If it weren't for the fact that she still had to eat, Su Xiao would have wanted to go straight to her body. Get entangled.

And the left side...

It was Nie Qingwan, who propped her head at an angle, with an indifferent look.

The sweet and greasy fragrance of the woman's body, which is as rich and quiet as the osmanthus of the moon god, drilled into Gu Ran's nose one after another.

Whenever Nie Qingwan picks up vegetables or whispers to Gu Ran, the cool and delicate skin of the woman's arm touches Gu Ran's arm, and the sweet and fragrant breath blows over the girl's delicate earlobe, It made Guran feel like his whole body was being electrocuted... There was a slight and soft electric current that climbed up from the tailbone to the back.

Guran's gaze was even 'loose'.

Especially...she looked down.

Nie Qingwan, whose legs were crossed, could almost see her slender and charming long legs in front of her.

The black dress on Nie Qingwan is a modified cheongsam.

In addition to the special tailoring of the waist, the fabric is close to the woman's slender waist inch by inch... One side of the cheongsam also has a rather high slit.

When a woman rides the sword and rides the wind, the excessively high slits are just fairy-like, full of glamorous temptation.

When she sat down next to Gu Ran with 'unguarded' and 'unscrupulous', it seemed that only the temptation of beauty was left.

Especially... because of that master-student dream between Nie Qingwan and Ran Ningyan.

It made Guran even more unable to look directly at the woman beside him.

"Come~~~"

"Of course, my friend, try this."

Nie Qingwan held the appetizers that she brought with her, slightly guarding her left hand, and put the appetizers into Gu Ran's bowl.

On the side...the chopsticks in Gu Suxiao's hand have undergone astonishing deformations.

The chopsticks made from the teeth of the ferocious beast in the girl's fingers creaked, as if they would break in the next second. The broken chopsticks were like swords, and they were piercing Nie Qingwan.

"So my friend..."

"Drinking?"

"Your master likes my peach blossom stuffing the most."

"I saved the peach blossom wine I drank when I got married, and she almost drank it all."

It was obviously a smiling speech, but why do you think... the master of the Zhenwu Pavilion gritted his teeth, looking like a 'hidden knife in a smile'.

The master of the Zhenwu Pavilion...and the master...

It's really a "death" friendship.

In this situation, especially when my little junior sister is still on the sidelines and the vat of vinegar is about to be overturned, I feel like I am sitting on pins and needles.

"No...no..." She refused repeatedly and could only look at the master of Zhenwu Pavilion smiling and drinking a cup alone.