Do You Know How to Capture a Villain?

Ji Qingzhuo's voice was very soft, even a little cautious, her tone was lighter and softer than the autumn wind that rippling the water, although the volume was low, it could easily penetrate into Shen Rongyu's ears.

So, no more kisses?

Shen Rongyu was wearing unlined clothes at this time, because the large outer robe had fallen on Ji Qingzhuo's body. He originally had his back to Ji Qingzhuo. Under the moonlight, his figure was graceful, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. With the movement of the sword, the clothes on the back wrinkled a little, pulling out neat ripples.

When Ji Qingzhuo asked these words, Shen Rongyu stopped wiping his sword, turned around, and stared at Ji Qingzhuo.

She was a small person, wrapped in his loose robe, standing on the water, looking at him so quietly.

Shen Rongyu's feet were pressed to the ground. On the one hand, there was a force that wanted to make him stand up, but another force was against him, preventing him from making the slightest movement.

He wanted to kiss her, but he knew that this kiss was meaningless to him, Ji Qingzhuo would not react to it, and he would only sink deeper and deeper into the quagmire.

Perhaps, he was worried again, Ji Qingzhuo trusted him and relied on him so much, Shen Rongyu knew that she was a very stubborn person, so she decided on a goal, and she would go there if she broke through the south wall.

Just like she knew that Jiang Qianke would kill her in the formation class assessment, she still participated quietly and without complaint.

The thin ice at the bottom of Shen Rongyu's eyes turned into darkness, he stared at Ji Qingzhuo - he knew she didn't look into his eyes, so he could express his emotions in them as much as he wanted.

He said with a hoarse voice: "Zhuozhuo, this is of course a joke."

"Okay." Ji Qingzhuo clenched her robe a little bit, she thought, Shen Rongyu is indeed a big villain, a big villain.

"Then I'm going to bed." She turned around and said to Shen Rongyu.

The moment she turned around, Shen Rongyu also turned around, his joints holding the sword turned white - he thought, he had fallen into a terrible situation.

Shen Rongyu tilted his head, under his long and slender neck, the hot mark of red cloud was burning his skin at this moment, it seemed that there was something hidden under the meridians and bones... that was about to spew out.

He closed his eyes, his cheeks as cold as a banished fairy still had an expression of indifference, and under the layers of clothes, there was something that tore the thin black wound on his back, about to crawl from the place where Hongtan grew. out.

On the back of Shen Rongyu's neck, in the dark night, there was a faint red light flashing through the gaps in the clothes. Under the deep clothes that no one could see, the stamens of Hongtan unfolded, and the red spring flowed from his body. out.

After Ji Qingzhuo turned around, she walked very slowly, the moonlight slantingly shone on her, stretching her figure very long.

If she turned her head at this moment, she would be able to see such a strange scene, and she was also very familiar with the red spring growing from Shen Rongyu's body, it was the red air protruding from the sea of ​​blood.

She walked slowly, thoughts in her heart were chaotic, and she didn't know what kind of evil she had been caught just now, to ask such a question to Shen Rongyu.

How could he kiss her? It's just a joke.

Ji Qingzhuo didn't know what a strange scene happened behind her. Shen Rongyu was still sitting upright, with a straight back and a cool and dignified demeanor. His movement of wiping his sword was graceful and slow.

In stark contrast to him himself - under his pure white clothes, there are countless red blood springs gushing up, they came directly behind Ji Qingzhuo, in the shadow drawn by the moonlight, the red air current is trying to climb up Ji Qingzhuo's body, but finally stopped.

They paused and turned to entangle the slow moving shadow behind Ji Qingzhuo. Xuequan couldn't catch the shadow and could only chase after her. Then, the end of the air current turned into lips and kissed her shadow lightly .

If you say you want to kiss her, you must kiss her. Kissing the shadow is also a kiss.

When the red blood spring kissed Ji Qingzhuo's shadow, she seemed to feel something and turned her head, but the moment she turned her head, the red blood spring retracted and sank directly into Ji Qingzhuo's shadow. In the pool behind, there are only strings of ripples, they are dormant, like snakes waiting for an opportunity under the water.

Ji Qingzhuo raised her hair, and she found that there was nothing behind her, only Shen Rongyu who was wiping his sword with his back to her, his white clothes were hanging down, his demeanor was cold, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of pure and flawless light.

Facing Ji Qingzhuo like this, Shen Rongyu made a very low-level mistake. The red blood spring protruding from his body was naturally him. He saw Ji Qingzhuo turning his back—he turned his back to her, so he shouldn't have known this matter.

But he said: "Zuozhuo still not going to sleep?" It seemed that he was covering up something.

Ji Qingzhuo didn't notice his low-level mistake, because she thought it was normal for Shen Rongyu to have eyes behind her back, so she replied: "No, I'll just look back."

She herself didn't know what to look back at.

Ji Qingzhuo turned around again, the red blood fountain under the water fell on the ground, followed her eyes and crawled over, just before her shadow hid in the room, he kissed again, as if bringing With a secret pleasure.

"Squeak—" the door was closed, Ji Qingzhuo stood still in the room, she raised her hand to touch her lips, the feeling of her fingertips running over her lips was completely different from when Shen Rongyu touched her lips.

Why doesn't he kiss? It is clear that the red air flow in the cultivation space kissed very happily—although he didn't kiss again today.

Shen Rongyu always seemed to be so uncertain that she couldn't grasp his thoughts, Ji Qingzhuo thought so when he climbed into bed after washing up.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep, but she didn't know that after she closed her eyes and fell asleep, a fountain of red blood came in through the gap by the window. He didn't touch Ji Qingzhuo, but just flowed in Ji Qingzhuo. On the table next to Qing Zhuo's bed, he just looked at her like this.

He watched Ji Qingzhuo turn over on the bed and wrap his clothes around his head—the quilt he carried in the room was very thin, and one layer couldn't keep out the cold at all.

The next day, when the two were about to leave Xuanyunzong, Ji Qingzhuo went back to his small courtyard to prepare a lot of things. Shen Rongyu later expanded the capacity of her small purse. Now this small bag can hold it well, although her She didn't have many belongings, but she put them away in different categories and put them in a small purse.

She specially changed into a light blue long-sleeved gown, with butterfly-shaped tulle sleeves and cuffed sleeves. It was simple and neat, and could keep warm because she felt that it was extremely cold today.

Ji Qingzhuo spread out the crane cloak that Shen Rongyu gave her last time, and put it on her body. When she opened the door and was about to leave, she realized that a thin layer of snow had fallen in the courtyard. Maomao gnawed miserably, and now, the mottled grass has been covered with a layer of silvery white snow, like fluffy cotton wadding scattered.

The snow in the sky was still falling, Ji Qingzhuo lowered her eyes, and patiently tied the crane cloak, wrapped in heavy clothes, she felt much warmer.

The scenery in the courtyard is good, the snowflakes fell on the surface of the stream, melted and disappeared, those naughty fish had already hid at the bottom of the water, and the water surface was calm.

On the blades of grass are fluffy ice crystal snowflakes, spread out, reflecting the sun, two completely different feelings of coldness and cuteness coexist.

Ji Qingzhuo couldn't bear to ruin this beautiful scenery, so she stood on tiptoe and stepped on the grass carefully. She is wearing boots today, which are water-proof and warm. They are embroidered with beautiful grass patterns, pendants and clothes on her body The same color, all light blue, shone brightly in the sun.

The boots stepped on the snow on the blades of grass, and the snow particles melted quickly, leaving a series of obvious footprints, but these footprints looked light and gentle.

Snowflakes fell into the gap between her crane cloak and her neck, Ji Qingzhuo felt a little cold, so she shrank her neck, took out the umbrella, opened the red umbrella, the spring sunset flowers on the umbrella were completely different from the current winter scene, But from a distance, there seems to be a special sense of harmony.

When Ji Qingzhuo was holding an umbrella, Shen Rongyu sensed it. He was standing on the beach of Baishui Island, and the pebbles under his feet were also covered with a layer of silver. It's not a lot of snow, but it's cold and lonely.

He held the Burial Snow Sword in his hand. When the sword was pulled out, the blade was as sharp as a mirror. Now, he was obediently lying in the scabbard, and seemed to resonate with Luoxue.

Shen Rongyu was waiting for Ji Qingzhuo until she arrived late.

In the snow-falling forest, the umbrella cover knocked the snow particles accumulated on the treetops to fall quickly. The crane cloak on Ji Qingzhuo's body blended with the ice and snow, but the hem of the clothes was black, supporting her to walk forward slowly.

On the boots protruding from the crane cloak were icy blue gems, tied with tassels and hanging down, colliding with each other, making a slight sound.

"Senior brother Xiaoyu." Ji Qingzhuo moved the umbrella a little, revealing her face under the umbrella, her cheeks were warmed by the crane cloak, flushed, and her lips were white when she spoke.

"Let's go." Shen Rongyu stretched out his hand towards her, inviting her to walk up to the Burial Snow Sword.

Of course, he didn't mind carrying such a piece of wood on the road. Even if the wood didn't have the unparalleled computing power, just treating her as a beautiful pendant would be a joy along the way.

What's more—she can still speak, as long as he speaks, she will definitely answer.

"It's snowing, I want to go see if Mao Mao has caught the cold." Ji Qingzhuo suddenly thought of something when he saw Mingxin Lake in the distance.

Well... Shen Rongyu thought, it's better for her not to speak.

When calling him, there are only four words "Senior Brother Xiaoyu", otherwise it is "um", "good" and "yes", and when he cares about the donkey, it is such a long string of words.

But he still took Ji Qingzhuo to Mingxin Lake. Elder Qiao Shu's cultivation base is not low, and his Mingxin Lake has many plants that are not suitable for winter, so there is no snow in the area of ​​Mingxin Lake, and it is very warm. very.

Looking from afar, Ji Qingzhuo saw that Maomao was eating carrots with his head down. While eating, he pushed his nose into the flowers and plants planted by Qiao Shu, and was gently pushed back by Qiao Shu who was tending the flowers and plants.

Maomao looked fine, Ji Qingzhuo felt relieved, of course, she also walked around with Shen Rongyu to see Youyou... and Bingshuang, squatting on Bingshuang's back on the snow lake to play with it, this In Luoxuetian, Xuanshuang Beast loves it the most.

After confirming that everything was fine, they left Xuanyunzong. At this time, due to the heavy snow, the mountain gate of Xuanyunzong was shrouded in mist, and the two mountains that formed the mountain gate were also covered with silver frost, crystal clear and beautiful. It's like a fairyland.

They left Xuanyunzong together in the first heavy snow at the end of autumn and the beginning of winter. Ji Qingzhuo was going to explore the trials that could get high scores in the internal assessment, and Shen Rongyu...she didn't know that Shen Rongyu was going to do it. What, apart from Ji Qingzhuo's own goal, everything else is unknown.

The figures of Ji Qingzhuo and Shen Rongyu were submerged in the boundless snow.

The author has something to say:

Hong Xiaoyu: Can you do it? Let me come (pushed out), but in the end, I only dared to kiss the shadow secretly.