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As Yu Xian sank his mind into the sea of knowledge, a picture slowly unfolded in his mind.

Between the ups and downs of the mountains, the cold wind is surging like a tide, and the falling snow is flying with the wind, like sprinkling goose feathers all over the sky.

The picture is zoomed in, and it is still snowy and frosty.

Deep in the snow-capped mountains is a steaming hot spring.

Behind the fog, there was a faint figure.

Seeing the familiar outline, Yu Xian couldn't contain the excitement in his heart.

Urging the system to come closer.

It's all a family, and it cost money, you dog system is embarrassed to still code?

Fortunately, the system is as good as a stream, and there is no moth, so Yu Xian met his resentful master as he wished, Ning Yao.

In the pool, Ning Yao's long hair was scattered and fell to her shoulders and waist.

Ning Yao closed her eyes and leaned on the edge of the jade pile, her moist skin faintly shining like porcelain, glowing with red powder, spreading from her cheeks to the roots behind her ears.

The eyebrows and eyes are elegant, like a picture of a lady drawn with a light ink pen, which makes people feel a little more close.

She held a brown gourd, and her arms were as tender as porcelain.

Further down the picture

, there is the plump, fat, graceful figure.

But the limbs and back are significantly thinner, and the shallow collarbones of the two are delicate and attractive.

And in this way, the more she sets off her slight plumpness.

In Yu Xian's words

, that is, the warmth of the moon, the mountains, and the hills, unfathomable!

and the two thighs that do not lose their flesh.

Wearing black silk is very graceful.

Yu Xian thought so, but suddenly froze again.

Only then did he notice that Ning Yao, who was lying on his back, was still wearing a tulle shirt as thin as a cicada's wings.

"No, soaking in the hot springs in this snow-capped mountain where you can't see a human figure for thousands of miles, Master, why are you still wearing clothes?"

Yu Xian muttered with a bitter face, "Obviously, when you were in Xuanling Peak, you didn't close the window when you took a bath."

At this time, no one could answer Yu Xian's question.

Unless he appears next to Ning Yao now, he asks directly: "Master

, take a bath, take off, take off your clothes, clothes, and wash!" But Yu Xian, does he dare?

Of course he wouldn't.

It can't be said that he doesn't dare, after all, Yu Xian just wants to maintain the "filial piety" of his master and apprentice for many years.

Quietly admired the master's prosperous Mui Na for a few seconds, and not... Yu Xian suddenly felt a little inexplicably peaceful.

For this woman, he naturally likes it to the bones.

Yu Xian watched quietly, but unexpectedly, there was an accident.

I saw that Ning Yao in the picture suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were clear and sharp, implying sword light.

"What a thief!"

"Dare to spy on this seat."

Ning Yao scolded sharply, his body shook, and in the next moment, he was wearing a green shirt, holding a long sword in his hand, and stabbing at the void.

Caught off guard, Yu Xian Zhihai trembled, and then bursts of stinging pain came from his soul, making his eyebrows also extremely painful.

It was as if a fierce sword qi had crossed the end of the world and came straight to him.

The sword aura is like the melting snow of the early sun, although it is not fast, but it carries endless ruthless murderous intent.

Ning Yao's sword really hurt Yu Xian!

The remote control screen was also interrupted.

Yu Xian inhaled the cold air, took a few pills, and said helplessly: "System, isn't your real-time live broadcast a bit unreliable?"

[In the face of the host's poor experience, the system feels extremely sorry. [

Ning Yao's Sword Immortal asset attributes, some supermodels, the system is about to record corrections, and strive to create a better user experience for the host. Yu

Xian didn't say anything, and closed the system panel casually, and he also knew the degree of perversion of his master.

"But look at the sword she just had, did she break through again

?" "Thirty-year-old transformation period?"

"It's really outrageous..."Yu Xian couldn't help but sigh, "When will I be able to jockey the group..."Yu Xian's sigh

was blown away by the breeze in the bamboo forest.

......

......

On the other end, the extremely cold Beichuan.

Ning Yao frowned, constantly using her divine soul to probe the space around her, but she never noticed anything else.

"Could it be that I feel wrong?" Ning Yao thought for a moment, but still couldn't find a clue.

It stands to reason that after successfully advancing to the Transformation Stage, there should be no such mistakes with her Divine Soul Acumen.

At that moment, she really felt that someone seemed to be spying on her.

At this time, that feeling disappeared without a trace, and no matter how much she investigated, she couldn't find any clues.

The most important thing is that the feeling of snooping made her think of her big apprentice who was dishonest since she was a child.

Thinking of Yu Xian, Ning Yao, who was still solemn just now, smiled lightly, beautiful as spring.

"Ning Yao, Ning Yao, you should also go back and see that stinky Yu Xian, he was deceived by some bad woman. "

He's a young and inexperienced little broken child, and he has to make money to pay off your debts for you, and he has to take care of the baby..."

I am still worried about so many women..."

She whispered to herself, and raised her head to hold the wine gourd and took a sip, the whole person had a free and uninhibited temperament.

A few drops of wine trickled down the corners of her mouth, slid down her neck, and then into the chasm.

Ning Yao gulped down the wine, and the crimson on her cheeks just showed signs of fading, turning into two patches of red.

"Whew~"

She exhaled a few times heavily, her chest undulating.

"Now that we have broken through to the stage of transforming into gods, let's quickly deal with that ghost thing and bring back the treasure that can make up for the lack of divine souls.

Ning Yao muttered to herself with the long sword in her hand, and her figure flickered and disappeared in place.

......

......

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Extremely cold in the depths of the North River.

Compared with the snow-capped mountains before, the mountains in the depths are all bare.

There is not a trace of greenery in sight, and they are all mountain rocks that are exposed to fruit.

It is a barren ruin, ruined and ruined.

Ning Yao's figure flickered continuously, and he quickly bypassed this ruin.

She hovered in mid-air, looking down at the sea of blood beneath her feet.

The sea of blood was extremely calm, there was not a trace of waves on the surface of the sea, and it was lifeless.

Only occasionally a few perforated skeletons surface, although only a small part of it can be seen.

But with a corner, you can also guess the huge appearance of these skeletons.

Ning Yao fell with a sword.

The silver sword slashed across the sky and instantly slashed down on the sea.

Then there was a loud bang!

With just one sword

, the dead sea of blood was split in two, and a fault line appeared.

On both sides, waves of blood hundreds of feet high jumped into the air, and then rolled up countless dry bones and slapped them fiercely.

With the help of this thousand powers, the dry bones still floated without a trace of damage.

And such a big movement did not cause any reaction.

Ning Yao frowned, raised the long sword in his hand, and swung it down.

One sword

, two swords,

three swords...

As if tireless, Ning Yao kept repeating this simple action.

But the sea of blood under her feet was blasted to the ground by the sword qi, and the waves were rolling.

After a while, the corners of Ning Yao's lips hooked, and then she stopped, her tone slightly ruffian.

"This time, I'm going to beat you so much that you don't even recognize your mother!".