Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

Rainy season.

The drizzle was misty, and the sky and the earth seemed to be shrouded in a layer of water mist, and there was a bit of miserable beauty in the haze, wetting the sky and wetting the ground.

The demon people of Qingshan Village have prepared in advance for the rainy season, after all, the rainy season is a necessary period of the year, and the dangers are innumerable.

Thunder and rain are secondary, and the key thing is that some ferocious beasts will take this opportunity to attack other villages.

Fierce beasts are inherently cruel, but the bloodthirsty addiction of the demon race, eating meat, especially in the rainy season, their sense of smell is very keen, a little stained with blood will cause mania, lose their minds.

Phew!

In the forest, the cold light flickered, the tip of the gun pierced the neck of the fierce beast without hesitation, and a huge black bear covered in pitch black fell straight in a pool of blood, without even room to struggle.

She did not look at the murderous beasts that were killed, but swept her cold gaze over the fierce beasts around her, and her tone was cold: "Give you a fragrant kung fu and leave my territory." "

The drizzle is blocked by the lush and tall woods, the white mist is vast, and the white clothes are holding the body, looking at it from afar, Yan Xueli is like a holy deity, and his body is surrounded by fairy mist.

Graceful and waist as good.

She has a slender and slender figure, her eyes are charming but full of cold killing intent, her ten slender fingers hold the cold gun, and her body reveals a fierce and murderous temperament, like a general returning from the battlefield.

At this moment, Yan Xueli, who was holding the soul killing gun, was enough to deter all the demon races, not to mention that he was imperceptibly contaminated with a trace of kingly qi when he stayed with the "new emperor".

This picture is deeply imprinted in the minds of all fierce beasts, instinctively a little afraid, but the natural killing makes them not retreat but approach, not afraid of people, even if Yan Xueli's body exudes coercion from the bloodline, it cannot resist the desire to hunt.

"Roar..."

"Tsk!"

A group of bloodthirsty ferocious beasts roared and roared, although their temperament was ferocious, their IQ was not low at all, and they obviously knew that Yan Xueli's strength was profound, and a demon alone was not an opponent at all, unless he cooperated.

The demons reached a consensus in silence and attacked Yan Xueli!

With such a strong Terran race, the spiritual power contained in flesh and blood must be rich.

As long as she devours her flesh and blood, let alone can withstand more than ten years of cultivation.

"Hmph!" Yan Xueli glanced contemptuously, waved his arm, the spear was like a dragon, like a dragon playing a phoenix, his movements were extremely fast, with a trace of flame, and instantly penetrated the bodies of three or four fierce beasts!

The blood hole caused by the red flame smelled of scorching, and smoke rose near the wound.

Yan Xueli originally thought of going back to accompany Yun Mo earlier, since this is the case, then there will be no more warning, and it is not too late to kill it directly and go back!

Make up your mind.

Immediately, he wielded a cold gun to pick off the remaining ferocious beasts, shot one by one, fell into the mud, his hand rose and fell, blood splashed, wailing all over the field, without mercy, directly killed in seconds.

However, after a few breaths, all the ferocious beasts were terrified and retreated one after another, but saw Yan Xueli's figure quickly rushing towards them!

The speed is very fast, so fast that it is impossible to avoid it, only listen to a few pops, the sound of a cold gun cutting through the flesh and blood sounds, accompanied by the pain of the heart-tearing of the fierce beast!

Yan Xueli's control of the ghost fire is even better, the jade bracelet is worn on the wrist, and the bright light sets off the skin more and more crystal clear, such as condensed fat and beautiful jade, which makes the power increase a lot, and the power of blessings on the soul killer gun increases dramatically.

The white dress is flowing and agile, the black and bright bun is simply pulled into a bun, a wooden hairpin is inserted diagonally, and two strands of blue silk fall from the ears, dancing gently in the wind.

Pure and unearthly appearance with red eyes.

Cold, evil, full of anger!

.......

room, the warm candle lamps reflect the whole room, the warm halo gives people a comfortable feeling, and the drizzle outside the window hits the roof tiles, and there is a "crackling" sound.

Fan Yunmo leaned on the table in front of the window, breathing evenly, with a quiet and serene smile on his face, and a plate of crystal clear fruits next to him.

And the little fox lies on the side, raising its paws from time to time to tickle, or stealing the owner's plate of fruit.

The rain falls more red, and the rivers and mountains are more colorful.

Gradually, the rain became heavier, and the noisy sound made Fan Yunmo open his hazy and sleepy eyes.

He looked up at the window world, the sky was dark and rain was falling.

"It's raining." He muttered to himself.

"Tweet."

The little fox, who was concentrating on eating fruit, moved his ears, looked out the window with his head raised, and then yawned and curled up to continue sleeping.

But he saw his master going out with an umbrella, not knowing where to go.

"Tweet?"

"If you stay at home by yourself, I won't take you with me."

The little fox is wide and fat, it is inevitably inconvenient to hold him, and it is a little heavy on the top of the head or shoulders, or it is better not to carry it, if it is wet by the rain, the weight does not know what level to reach.

After all, the little fox is solid..........

As soon as Fan Yunmo pushed open the door, the cold wind mixed with a drizzle blew, and a few drops of rain fell on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, all of which flowed with a lazy meaning, holding an oil-paper umbrella and stepping out.

During the rain, Qingshan Village is exceptionally silent, except for the sound of rain, there is no other sound, only the faint rustle of trees outside the village.

Fan Yunmo couldn't help but speed up his pace, came to the entrance of the village, walked across the stone bridge, and soon came to the path outside the field, but he stopped, looked around, and didn't know where to go.

Fortunately, half of Yupei pointed him in the right direction.

Fan Yunmo walked to the periphery of the mountain forest, and before he stepped in, he saw that in the rain curtain, a delicate and slender figure slowly walked out of the dense forest, holding a cold gun, and wearing a killing breath.

In the dark depths behind her, it seemed that a strong blood qi overflowed out.

She was plain white, with a belt of the same color tied around her waist, delicate embroidered shoes on the soles of her feet, black hair draped over her shoulders, cold eyes slightly raised, and white and tender pink lips lightly opened: "Who?" Yan

Xueli's hair was soaked by the rain, sticking to her forehead and cheeks, a delicate and beautiful face with a little pale and tired, but her eyebrows revealed a bit of determination, cold and proud temperament, and she refused to be repelled.

"Madam, it's me."

Hearing that familiar call, Yan Xueli suddenly looked up at him completely, and just crashed into Fan Yunmo's soft and deep eyes, as if there were a thousand words of tenderness.

Gentle as promised.

Yan Xueli's original desire to kill suddenly disappeared, and a soft color flashed in her eyes, and she felt that hiding Yun Mo in a place where no one knew was a very worthwhile thing.

Fan Yunmo walked over, put the oil-paper umbrella on top of Yan Xueli's head to shield her from the raindrops pouring down, took Yan Xueli's soft and boneless little hand, and interrupted her thoughts: "The rain is too much, let's go home." His

eyes were like water, reflecting his face.

However, Yan Xueli could not be satisfied with this, did not move, but put his arms around Fan Yunmo's strong waist, as if the whole person was about to melt into his bones, his head was buried deep in his white neck, greedily absorbing the breath that belonged to Fan Yunmo.

In doing so, it was as if all the tiredness of the whole body had disappeared.

The only thing left at the moment is attachment.

Fan Yunmo caressed her back and patted her back, his eyes full of tenderness and pampering.

Even if her cold delicate body took her body temperature, extended her tongue to lick Fan Yunmo's face, and bit off his Adam's apple like a greedy and hungry cat, Fan Yunmo did not refuse.

It's just that I never expected Yan Xueli to be so enthusiastic, and she almost fell by her without checking for a while.

"Lady, now the rain is heavy, the rain will hurt your body, let's go back first."

Fan Yunmo rubbed her wet hair with one hand, although her clothes were also wet by the rain, but as Fan Yunmo's clothes, how to say that the waterproof ability is still excellent.

What's more, Yan Xueli wore a lot, and she didn't look a little wet at all, if she hadn't been hugged by her, plus her hair was wet, I am afraid that she would really not be able to notice it.

Yan Xueli shook her head, indicating that she was not cold, and said in a low voice: "Husband, you violated our agreement again."

She looked up from Fan Yunmo's neck, her beautiful eyes were full of autumn waves, and she was very serious about every word, and she didn't know that she thought that Fan Yunmo had done something harmful to heaven and reason.

It's a pitying look.

"It's raining, I'm afraid you'll get cold in the rain, that's why I came to pick you up." Fan Yunmo touched her head distressedly, and asked softly, "Tired or not?" "

It's fine."

Fan Yunmo thought for a while and said, "Lady, if you remove the talisman on my body, I can accompany you in the future."

"Not really."

Yan Xueli cleanly refused, and chuckled: "I like the feeling of you waiting for me at home."

"Then I'm here to pick you up, don't you like it?"

"Naturally, I like it." Yan Xueli hugged Fan Yunmo tightly and rubbed his neck affectionately, his wet hair still sticking to his face, causing Fan Yunmo's heart to itch.

So Fan Yunmo took this opportunity and said, "That lady don't want to do something to me in the future, otherwise I won't be able to come over if I encounter this situation in the future."

"Okay, if you don't tie it, then chop it off."

Fan Yunmo: "........." His

own wife is always a "heartless and lungless" nature.

Seeing that he was silent, Yan Xueli said with a smile: "As long as the husband is obedient, I naturally won't treat you like that."

Hearing this, he sighed helplessly: "Got it, don't untie the talisman, don't shout tired at that time." "

Two years later, it was the Demon Realm Holy Society, and Yan Xueli had been training, either killing ferocious beasts or wandering in this four-square mountain range to find opportunities, and now his strength is infinitely close to his own.

And Fan Yunmo felt that he was hugged by her like this again..... It's dangerous.

Yan Xueli's strength, he really can't be underestimated, maybe he should get used to it, after all, Yan Xueli once had a cultivation and training system, even if he didn't use the Ghost Fire and Soul Killing Gun, I am afraid he was a strong opponent.

Fan Yunmo muttered in his heart.

When she heard Fan Yunmo's concern again, a warmth surged in her heart, she glanced sideways at Fan Yunmo again, pursed her lips, and said softly: "Husband, in order to be able to have you, I am not tired."

Yan Xueli had already let go of his embrace, holding his hand tightly under the same umbrella, and the sound of each other's breathing was so close, walking in the wind and rain, walking towards home.

The more precious this relationship is, the more worried it makes her.

.......

Night.

Yan Xueli actually wanted to drink, but it made Fan Yunmo feel puzzled, knowing that she rarely drank before, and last time she blocked the wine for herself.

And the spirit wine that the demon people gave a month ago was brewed by themselves, although it was not as good as immortal wine, but it was also a good wine.

Yan Xueli is not a heavy drinker, how can she want to get drunk today?

Fan Yunmo squinted his eyes, always feeling that there was something wrong.

"I'll drink some more."

He just wanted to dissuade, but Yan Xueli directly took the wine bottle in his hand, raised his head and drank it, and then drank it all and handed the empty wine bottle to Fan Yunmo.

Yan Xueli's snow-white face has been stained a little red, her eyes are confused, and her mind has gradually become chaotic, and she knows at a glance that she is not deliberately immune to the effect of alcohol.

Fan Yunmo looked at her with a look of "I'm not drunk", and could only smile bitterly, holding the empty wine bottle and silently putting it away, so as not to hurt people.

She reached out and rubbed her forehead, muttering happily: "Husband, I seem to be drunk!" I

saw Yan Xueli glance at the little fox, and the little fox lowered his head aggrievedly and went out consciously.

Seeing this scene, Fan Yunmo held her shaky and said gently: "No, still sober." "

Fortunately, it didn't rain outside, otherwise it wouldn't take time to clean the little fox's body."

Yan Xueli stared at Fan Yunmo with a pair of watery apricot eyes, exhaling like a lan: "Husband, you are so good-looking!" I like it! "

Uh-huh, I know." Fan Yunmo replied without thinking.

Just as he was about to clean up the dishes and chopsticks and wash them outside the house, Yan Xueli suddenly grabbed his wrist, pulled him into his arms, leaned closer, and touched his thin lips with slender fingers.

Yan Xueli's movements were very gentle, and Fan Yunmo had no intention of breaking free, only looked at her quietly.

Soon, Yan Xueli revealed his purpose and told him clearly: "Since the husband is so good-looking, it's better for us to cave the room!"

Her word-by-word voice fell.

Fan Yunmo was stunned, and then a shallow smile rose on his mouth, and the gentle candlelight fell on his face, making his smile more gentle, and said helplessly: "Wait until you become a relative."

"Nafu-kun, you must marry me! Kill you or else!

She made a domineering declaration, her tone raised in vain, and she stared at Fan Yunmo's face without blinking, not looking like she was drunk.

Fan Yunmo saw that he was not strange, and nodded with a smile: "That's of course, madam, you are drunk, sleep first, and I will clean up the rest."

He got up from Yan Xueli's arms, helped her to the bed and lay down to rest, and at the same time picked up the teapot on the table and poured her a cup of decanting tea.

"Drink the tea and go to sleep."

"You feed me."

"Okay, open your mouth."

Yan Xueli bit her lip and turned her head aside: "I want you to feed me personally." Fan

Yunmo looked at the tea in his hand, sighed and could only drink a little, bent down and kissed her lips, while Yan Xueli closed her eyes slightly, the streamers flashed, and took the initiative to greet her.

She opened her pink lips slightly, the tip of her tongue reached out to lick, touched his lips and teeth, robbed all the sweetness, wrapped her arms around his neck unwilling to let go, and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Fan Yunmo was frightened by her enthusiasm for a moment: "Lady, well, let go of the husband, I still have to wash the dishes and chopsticks." He tried to soothe her gently, patting her slender back with his big hands, coaxing.

Yan Xueli looked up: "I want you." Her

kiss was extremely aggressive, with wild domineering, raging and other troubles, as if she wanted to eat him into the belly.

When Fan Yunmo finally got rid of her, just wanted to go out, Yan Xueli said again: "Husband, I haven't bathed yet, let's go together."

"You've already washed it once, you don't have to wash it again."

"But I want to wash with you now."

Her tone was thick nasal, like a lazy cat, frowning slightly, biting her lip, as if she was coquettish, pitiful.

There was actually no overlord to take the bow, Fan Yunmo felt that it was a good thing, just............. Looking at Yan Xueli, who had hot eyes, he couldn't tell whether Yan Xueli was: drunk or not?

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