The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

Qianxun 2

"It looks good." She suddenly laughed.

Sang Zhe seemed to be distracted for a moment.

"Shall we spend the night in the mountains tonight?"

"Ah... you shouldn't be sleepy, right?" He scratched his head. "I think the atmosphere is pretty good. I wanted to chat with you."

"it is good."

He pulled her and sat down against the tree.

All night long, time passed silently like a clear river flowing.

We talked so much that I can’t remember clearly.

When Zhang Xiaoying came to her senses, Sang Zhe was already lying in front of her lap, sleeping soundly.

The stars were still shining brightly. Zhang Xiaoying lowered her eyes to look at the petals of the camellia beside her.

The condensed dew gathered on the petals, reflecting the ugly duckling's feathers gradually fading away from the dark and ugly color.

She vaguely saw the little girl in her memory who was also sitting silently in front of the cliff, and suddenly someone patted her on the shoulder.

A little boy reached out his hand to her, whose face was covered with tears.

There was a petal of morning dew in the boy's eyes.

The whole mountain is covered with pale white camellia flowers.

And a clean river.

At the last moment of dawn, a drop of dew fell from the leaves of the tree and landed on the corner of Sang Zhe's mouth.

Zhang Xiaoying stared deeply at the peaceful face of the man on her lap for a long time.

Then she was very cautious, like a naive little girl.

Bend over and kiss that drop of dew.

Little by little, tasting Sangzhe's moist and soft lips.

68. Don't set random flags. When Sang Zhe woke up the next day, it was already daybreak. He sat up straight and said in a panic, "Oh, it's already daybreak?" Zhang Xiaoying nodded silently. "Doesn't that mean we've missed it?" Sang Zhe was a little annoyed, "Did you see the sunrise?" Zhang Xiaoying thought for a moment and said, "I saw it." "It's very beautiful." Sang Zhe was relieved, but still a little disappointed. He had heard from his colleagues that the sunrise at Fengxu Mountain is very beautiful. The morning light, which was still warm at sunrise, was scattered on the camellia flowers all over the mountain, which was stunningly beautiful. Sang Zhe had planned to confess to Zhang Xiaoying at that time, although it seemed a little old-fashioned, it was already the most solemn and solemn ceremony he could think of. But he never expected that he would fall asleep at such a solemn and serious moment. For a moment, the feeling of incomparable frustration made him want to jump off the cliff and end it all. Zhang Xiaoying didn't say much.

She just looked at Sang Zhe's face carefully with her slender eyebrows and eyes, looking at him with great concentration and fascination.

At the edge of the flower garden in the distance, the father-in-law, the owner of the flower garden, seemed to be making some gestures to Sang Zhe from a distance.

Sang Zhe knew that his reserved time was almost up. It didn't matter if he missed the best time. It would be too late if he didn't express his feelings. So Rou Zhe knelt on one knee and took out a silver bracelet from his arms.

"That... may be a little hasty." "But Xiaoying, are you willing to spend your whole life with me?" Sang Zhe looked at her with wide eyes.

, waiting eagerly for Zhang Xiaoying's reply. Zhang Xiaoying was stunned for a moment, as if she had never expected such a development. "I, I, I have almost enough money now. Even if I am expelled from the Demonic Path, I have enough savings for us to live for the rest of our lives." He stammered, "We have a house, and we don't need a car in this world. We will discuss choosing a school for our children in the future." "I, this is my first time, and I don't have much experience. If it's not romantic enough, I'll think of a way next time." "Why don't you... agree to give it a try first?" For some reason, Zhang Xiaoying was not only feeling happy at this moment. She also felt a little funny.

It was as if the omnipotent boy in my eyes suddenly became clumsy and cute.

Of course she would not refuse. In her heart, she had already belonged to Sang Zhe. But Sang Zhe thought that his confession was not good enough, so he thought about it hurriedly for a while and added:

"Well, if I abandon you in the future, I will be struck by lightning, or I will be split in half with my sword, along with this mountain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Pengxu Mountain in front of them was suddenly covered with a huge cloud, just as Sang Zhe and Zhang Xiaoying were stunned.

The sword light split into two. Sang Zhe "Zhang Xiaoying" The sword light came too fast. The two people had almost no time to react. Even the Qi was less than half an inch away from the case, and even half of the hair was broken.

Rouzhe was silent for a long time, then looked at the distance in a state of frustration.

scold.

Damn it, who is so lacking in public morality to practice swordplay in a place where people are confessing their love?

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"Can't you wait until I finish my confession?"

But in fact, no one heard it. The sword energy came from a far distance. The old man in the flower garden not far away was also frightened and panicked, thinking that he had angered the monk Sang Zhe and begged for mercy. Sang Zhe was also depressed. Who had the time to respond to the situation and attack here with a sword?

But the doubt didn't last long. Not long after, two green figures flashed in the sky not far away.

"Oh, sorry, sorry!" The first girl in yellow shirt who landed on the ground immediately blushed and bowed to apologize.

"Our camp leader was practicing swordsmanship, and his sword energy leaked out accidentally. Are you not hurt?"

Although she was very nice, Sang Zhe was still very angry when he was interrupted, and said unhappily: Who is your palace master? So uncultured? Running outdoors to practice swordplay in broad daylight?

?

"Don't be disrespectful to the Palace Master!" Next to the yellow-shirted girl, a man with equally pretty features, but looking somewhat serious and cold,

The stern girl in light clothes said coldly:

We are disciples of Jianhua Palace, and the Palace Master is naturally the Palace Master of Jianhua Palace, Immortal Xu Lan

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Xu Lan Shangxian? Jian Hua Palace? Sang Zhe was stunned for a moment. This name was not unfamiliar to him. Jian Hua Palace was one of the three holy places. Xu Lan Shangxian was also one of the three great Mahayana monks in the world.

The double swordsman Gu Yingmian.

The Three Heavens Holy Land is different from the small-scale forces like Shuiyuexian and the Demonic Path.

They are truly extraordinary forces that transcend the turmoil of the immortal world. Generally speaking, the three holy places will not take the initiative to interfere in worldly affairs.

Existence is no longer limited to worldly disturbances, but is for the purpose of being free from distractions and catching a glimpse of the scenery at the top of the mountain.

Therefore, although there are legends about the three holy places in the world, it is very rare to see people from the three holy places walking around in the world with one's own eyes.

I didn't expect to see two disciples of the Sword Flower Camp in person. They were two beautiful girls. "I'm really sorry!" The yellow-shirted Shaoan was still in a panic, and even had a faint look in his eyes.

A little mist: "The palace master didn't mean it, you are not hurt." "But, your mountain was broken, what should we do?" "Well, that! I will compensate you! Five hundred high-grade spirit stones are okay.

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To be fair, five hundred high-grade spirit stones are enough to buy more than a dozen hilltops. The yellow-shirted girl was quite gentle. However, looking at the old man who was a little worried but dared not speak, Sang Zhe was slightly

He frowned and said, "This fellow Taoist."

Didn't your Sword Flower Camp teach you not to use Spiritual Stones when dealing with ordinary people? Ordinary people holding Spiritual Stones will cause them to be killed."

"It's not a big deal to go to Fusang Pavilion to exchange some silver from the mortal world, right?" The yellow-shirted girl trembled violently, and seemed to notice that she was

Made a mistake.

"Yes! I'm sorry!" She started to apologize desperately, almost crying.

But the young girl in green frowned and said unhappily: "Qiu Ju, why are you so polite?" "Anyway, no one was hurt. Aren't you a monk? Lingyou is for you. You can do it for me."

"Why don't you just exchange the money for silver?" "Huh?" Rouzhe laughed, "Why me? Am I not a victim? I was almost injured by your palace master's sword energy." "You are still alive." The green-shirted girl glanced at Sangzhe, with a flash of contempt in her eyes: "We sisters still have to test the sword for the palace master, so we don't have time."

"I'll give you an extra hundred high-grade spirit stones. As your errand fee." Hey. Qiu, you are so arrogant. What? You Jianhua Palace is rich, so what? Just a hundred high-grade spirit stones, isn't it just my annual salary? I... I'm not tempted. Sang Zhe tried very hard to resist the urge to take the hundred spirit stones and took a deep breath.

"No. This is a matter of attitude." "You guys from Jianhua Palace are so lazy that you don't even want to run errands.

Too arrogant." The girl in light clothes was about to speak with disgust, but was suddenly stopped by a faint voice.

Do as he says and exchange it for silver."

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When she heard the voice transmission, the girl in green was also startled. But then, she still responded reluctantly, "Yes, Palace Master." "Let's go, Qiuju, let's come back after we exchange the silver." After saying that, she glared at Sang Zhe with disdain, and then pulled him to look at the man with red eyes.

The girl in yellow shirt who kept talking slowly left here.

"Really, what kind of quality is this." Return to the Sword Flower Palace, tsk. "Sang Zhe curled his lips in dissatisfaction. But after all, it was not a big deal. The yellow-shirted girl named Qiu Ju had also sincerely apologized, and he had no excuse to continue to make a big deal out of it. This kind of thing happens all the time in the world of immortal cultivation. If he was really unhappy, or had to pick a fight, he could chase them and beat them up. But after all, they were disciples of the Sword Flower Palace. Beating up two little ones was a small matter. If the legendary Xu Lan Immortal who could move the sky with one sword came, he would be in trouble. Look at them, at least fifty miles away, a stray sword energy split a mountain in half. If this were to hit me, I would have considered myself clean if I didn't chop my own shit out. But the most unpleasant thing was the interrupted confession.

When thinking of this, Sang Zhe couldn't help but look at his face bitterly. "Oh. How can my life be such a failure." He muttered to himself unhappily. I don't know why. Zhang Xiaoying beside him suddenly chuckled and covered her mouth. "Don't, don't laugh." Sang Zhe was a little embarrassed and annoyed, and couldn't help but muttered: "Oh no, I'll find another one later.

Just once. I don't believe it. If once doesn't work, then twice and three times won't work. He didn't finish his words. Zhang Xiaoying suddenly held his face gently and kissed him. Sang Zhe stiffened instinctively, but his body subconsciously hugged Zhang Xiaoying's soft and slender waist. ...The kiss felt better than expected. It was different from the last time when Si Jingzhu forcefully kissed him. This time, Zhang Xiaoying's movements were very gentle and immature. She was obviously not very good at kissing, but she just clumsily tried to entangle her lips tightly. But it was really soft. And very fragrant. It seemed that the blood in the body was slowly rising and burning with the entanglement of lips. After a long time, Zhang Xiaoying's cheeks were slightly red and she panted lightly, and she retracted her lips with clear eyes. "From the day the master took me home."

"I have been the master's servant for my whole life." She murmured in a soft voice.

Sang Zhe felt a little touched. Quezhi didn't know what to say. He held it in for a long time before finally saying, "Didn't I say that when we are alone,

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Don't call yourself a slave." "I've never treated you as a slave." "Then," she whispered with her eyes slightly, "how should I call the master?" Sang Zhe thought for a long time. Finally, he whispered embarrassedly: "That, husband, husband..." Zhang Xiaoying smiled. ...Husband. She leaned close to Sang Zhe's ear and whispered softly. At that moment. Sang Zhe felt as if his soul was complete. He seemed to be intoxicated and laughed foolishly twice, then gently hugged Zhang Xiaoying. It turns out that having a partner is such a happy thing. In my previous life, I never met a girl who liked me, and I had no time to date because I was busy with the three points of society. This simple and plain happiness, I have only felt it in this life.

He couldn't help but hold Zhang Xiaoying's face and kiss her.

He kissed her until her face turned red and she begged for mercy, then he reluctantly let her go. "Although the mountain is split, the flowers are still there." How about...watching for a while longer?" He asked tentatively. Zhang Xiaoying leaned gently in his arms, revealing a sweet smile. .My husband has the final say."

Shi Qingyan suddenly woke up from her sleep. She was still surrounded by the familiar prison, and the cleaning lady was cleaning outside. For some reason, she seemed to have fallen asleep unconsciously. In her dream, she dreamed of Zhang Xiaoying and Sang Zhe being together and loving each other.

scene. The two kissed in a romantic sea of ​​flowers, so tender and affectionate that it made others fall in love with them. Only she watched with bloodshot eyes, trying desperately to push Sang Zhe away and let herself take his place. .Xiaoying was successfully confessed to by Sang Zhe. Why did I have such a dream? But after waking up from the dream, she was still very confused. It seemed that Zhang Xiaoying really didn't need herself in her life anymore. Now she is no longer the dark girl who was unknown in the sect.

It seemed that she had completely become a dispensable existence. Thinking of this, she could not help but feel sad. In the end, she did not even get to see Xiaoying for the last time. She did not get to tell her in person that she cared about her very much. At that moment, Tian Ma, who was sweeping the floor, came to her side again. Seeing Shi Qingyan leaning against the railing in a state of despair, Tian Ma sighed distressedly.

He was angry and comforted her: "My girl, I heard that you will be released soon."

"Don't give up. As long as you live, there is always hope." Shi Qingyan's eyes were dim and she murmured as if she was talking to herself for a long time.

"I... I really want to hear her voice..." "What?" The aunt pricked up her ears and listened for a while before she vaguely heard Shi Qingyan say whose voice she wanted to hear. The aunt thought for a moment, turned around and ran out, and after a while she came back with a communicator in her hand. "My daughter, this is issued by my unit, but I don't know how to use it." "Call your mother, just to hear her voice." "Don't think you're not young, you're still young." Shi Qingyan's eyes then lit up faintly.

At this point, she still wanted to hear Zhang Xiaoying's voice for the last time. Even if it was just one sentence. If she couldn't hear Xiaoying's voice again, she would be dead. There were ants all over her body.

climb.

She thanked him quickly and took the communicator. She wanted to call Zhang Xiaoying, but found that she didn't have her number.

Fortunately, the aunt's communication device has stored some of the company's internal employees.

number. Shi Qingyan saw Rouzhe's name. After hesitating for a moment, she chose to dial Sangzhe's number.

At the same time. At the inn at the foot of Pengxu Mountain. Let's go downstairs to have a meal first. Call us when you have cleaned up the room. "Okay, sir, don't worry!" After the waiter sent Sang Zhe and Zhang Xiaoying downstairs, he entered the room with a rag.

Quickly clean up any areas where there is dust.

Suddenly, a vibration sound came from the bag on the table, which scared the waiter. "What is this!" The waiter saw something like a jade plate vibrating on the table and fell to the ground, so he quickly picked it up and put it back on the table.

At this time, the jade plate no longer vibrated. The things of the immortals are rare, so don't touch them carelessly. The waiter thought to himself

He simply cleaned up and left the room. But he didn't know that the call button on the intercom showed that the call was in progress.

Seventy, Snowflakes Flying and the North Wind Howling

In the evening, after a delicious meal, Sang Zhe and Zhang Xiaoying returned to their room. The hot water was ready, so Sang Zhe took off his clothes and went into the pool to soak.

"Huh~ moisturizing." He stretched lazily in comfort. Although he spent a lot of money this day. But it was worth it. If people don't make money to spend it, then what's the point of making money? He specially booked the Guanxue room of the inn, which can be called the presidential suite. Not only is the room spacious, but there is even a special bathtub available. Sang Zhe loves taking a bath. When he was enjoying the moistness of the pool water comfortably, the screen was suddenly pulled open. A soft voice sounded beside the screen, "Husband, I'm coming in." Sang Zhe's blood rushed to his head instantly. He almost subconsciously wanted to avoid it. But then he thought that the two of them were already in this kind of relationship, and there seemed to be no need to avoid suspicion. He shrank back, his old face flushed, and he silently hummed. Soon, a pair of jade feet came to the edge of the pool.

Through the nitrogen-argon mist, Sang Zhe could vaguely see Zhang Xiaoying, who was only wearing a bathing suit wrapped around her chest, with her well-proportioned and upright body, and she was standing beside him in such a graceful and graceful manner.

"Mr. Guan...you don't mind if I take a bath with you, right?" Zhang Xiaoying seemed a little hot as well, and said in a low voice with slightly red cheeks.

"Hmm." Sang Zhe still looked away somewhat embarrassedly. Zhang Xiaoying took off her bath towel and slowly sat in the pool. As the water started to boil, Rou Zhe could hear the sound of her heart beating wildly, and her mind was filled with thoughts.

A voice was advising him to stop pretending to be a gentleman and turn his head to look.

He hesitated for a moment, just about to turn his head to take a look. But Zhang Xiaoying had already taken the initiative to come over. She gently sat in Sang Zhe's arms and leaned on his arms.

The pool water left drops of water on her snow-white skin, and there was a moisture in her eyes as thick as the water vapor.

Sang Zhe thought for a moment, and then reached out to hug her from behind. Zhang Xiaoying's breathing quickened a little, but she did not resist. The two of them seemed to understand each other and did not speak. They were both enjoying this short and comfortable happiness.

After taking a shower, Sang Zhe changed into pajamas and lay on the bed.

After a while, Zhang Xiaoying dried her hair, climbed onto the bed, and got into Sang Zhe's quilt.

Tonight, they did not sleep in separate beds. Although he was mentally prepared, Sang Zhe still seemed a little nervous.

This kind of thing was too exciting for him, a virgin in two lifetimes.

I heard that everyone's first time seems to be not very satisfactory. I won't be satisfied either.

Right?

That shouldn't be the case, right? What should I do next? What should I do first? Where is the damn book? A book is here to save me! Sang Zhe desperately searched his mind for all the books he had read, and then tragically found that he couldn't remember any relevant information at the critical moment.

It's broken. What I usually watch is tentacles fighting magical girls, which is of no reference value.

Sang Zhe was so nervous that his forehead was covered with sweat, when he suddenly felt a pair of soft hands gently holding his.

He turned his head and found that Zhang Xiaoying also had rosy cheeks and was looking at him timidly with a shy expression.

"Husband...what should I do?" she said pitifully. Now, even if Sang Zhe wanted to say that he didn't know, he couldn't say it.

He thought about it, then gently pulled Zhang Xiaoying into his arms and kissed her hair. "Let it be. It may take some time." "Why not start with... a kiss?" He looked down at her, and she looked up at him. Their lips seemed to be naturally attracted to each other, slowly entwining together. He didn't know when it started, but the peaceful kiss was filled with a hint of tenderness and choking, as if it was indeed as Sang Zhe said. Everything was natural. Zhang Xiaoying and he had been standing at this door for a long time. It just needed an opportunity. An opportunity for him to hold her hand and step into the door together. Everything seemed to be as plain as usual. It was just that Zhang Xiaoying, who was always taciturn and had little expression on her face on weekdays,

Sometimes he makes a very cute expression.