Senior Green Tea Turned Into an Abused Heroine

Mountain and Sea Peaks Viewing Yuntai

Han Yu faintly looked at the girl in front of her with only a cover.

A thin layer of green gauze was wrapped around her body, blocking the deadly scenery on her chest and waist. Large areas of skin were exposed, dazzling white.

She didn't even have shoes, her snow-white toes were as crystal clear as pearls, and her delicate ankles were covered with a string of silver bells, and the sound of the bells every step of the way was as disturbing as the soul.

She stood aside timidly holding her body, with her long slender eyelashes hanging down, and yelled softly, "Xianjun."

There was some vibrato in her voice.

As soon as she spoke, the refreshing tea fragrance between her teeth would overflow.

This is the "gift" from the demon king Shang Yuan.

At that time, I was talking about a tea tree, but it turned out to be a tea tree essence.

The Yaozu said that if Han Yu didn't accept her, he would immediately burn her as waste wood.

The head of Jiang Chengzi was kind. After all, the tea tree had already transformed into shape. He couldn't bear to watch her burn to death, so he exhausted his tongue before Han Yu reluctantly accepted the "gift".

Han Yu's expression was not good at the moment.

The Yaozu must be uneasy and kind when sending her here. There is no seriousness in her dress alone. It can be said that Sima Zhao's heart is well known to everyone.

He turned and left.

But to his expectation, she did not catch up to cling to herself.

He returned to the study and wrote down the sword style he had newly thought of, and soon forgot the tree spirit outside.

Until sunset, his puppet Xiangming asked him whether the tree spirit outside would settle down?

Han Yu raised his eyes, put down the wolf hae in his hand, and paced to the Guanyuntai.

The tea tree spirit was sitting on the stone steps, holding his arms curled into a ball, trying to warm himself.

The heights are so cold, the mountains and seas are above the clouds, and the wind at night is even more cold, not to mention the fact that she has very few clothes on her body.

She saw the corners of the white robe dancing in front of her eyes, raised her slap-sized face, and looked at the man in front of her who looked like a god.

Respectfully called "Xianjun." Then he bit his lip and stopped talking.

Han Yu looked at her, this little demon was obviously urged to grow up, and all his cultivation was used to transform his shape, so he was extremely delicate and weak.

Even the glowing white skin was tarnished by the cold wind, so I just feel pity for it.

Although Han Yu didn't understand Lianxiangxiyu, he was not hard-hearted.

He took off his cloak and tossed it gently, and the cloak with a weak temperature was draped on her.

The tea tree spirit was stunned, but didn't say much, and respectfully said: "Thank you Xianjun."

Han Yu turned around, but saw that she was still far away and didn't dare to approach her, so he said lightly: "Come here."

Only then did the tea tree spirit stand up and follow behind him with eyes and nose, without asking or saying anything.

She has been three steps away from him, keeping her distance.

The tinkling silver bells on his ankles made him unhappy.

So after Han Yu ordered Xiangming to settle her down, she disappeared immediately.

The monster clan sent these fairies, but it was just to seduce and confuse the monks, mess up their minds, and ruin their cultivation.

He thought that the tea tree spirit would try to get close to him, but he didn't want to never see her again since then.

Only from the fragrant tea did I know that the fairy was called Lin Xiaocha.

Xiangming seemed to like her very much, and he couldn't leave her without saying a few words.

It is said that she has shared a lot of work and is rarely well-behaved and sensible.

Han Yu knew that demons were good and bad just like human beings. Although he couldn't say that the tea tree spirit was bad, there must be something wrong with what the demons gave him.

He didn't pour cold water on the fragrant tea, and the tree spirit couldn't make any waves under his nose.

Xiangming handed the brewed tea to Han Yu. Han Yu picked it up and frowned with just a sip.

"How about the tea from the previous few days?" How is it so far different than before?

Xiangming said: "The previous teas were all made by Xiaocha. Today she is unwell, so I didn't use her leaves."

Han Yu gave a faint hum.

The tea tree essence is indeed made from the rare and best tea tree.

Feeling unwell?

After Xiangming left, Han Yu passed by the backyard. His hearing was so sensitive that he could vaguely hear the rapid breathing in the room in the corner.

He didn't like to be nosy, he moved forward to leave, but remembered Xiang Ming and said that she was ill, so he turned and walked towards the room in that corner.

Her doors and windows were closed tightly, leaving no gaps.

He opened the door, and the whole room was filled with the refreshing fragrance of tea.

Hearing the sound, the fairy hurriedly covered the quilt, and lay on the bed weakly but respectfully shouted, "Xianjun."

The light outside the door hit her face, it was an abnormal flush.

He walked to the bed and could feel her body hot even if he didn't touch her.

This urged tea tree essence is too weak, and it is not surprising that it will have fever and sickness just like humans.

"I'm sick." He said lightly.

The little fairy lowered his head to wrap the quilt tighter, looked at Han Yu timidly, and did not answer.

She looked at her eyes, always timid, with fear, Han Yu didn't matter, because he was famous, and it was normal for a little demon to fear him.

He looked at the little demon who was tightly wrapped by himself, and there was a saying among the people that it would be good if you had a fever and covered it with a quilt.

"You need to dissipate heat."

And the hot-faced fairy just bit his lip and shook his head.

Han Yu didn't want to explain to her, holding the quilt in his hand and opened it.

But when she heard her exclaimed: "Xianjun!"

Han Yu's pupils shrank immediately.

He hurriedly covered her with the quilt.

Because the petite body in the quilt didn't even touch.

Before coming by herself, she should have closed the doors and windows, took off her clothes to cool off.

Her face, which had burnt red, was now more like a red tomato, and she didn't dare to look at Han Yu at all.

A pair of apricot eyes immediately clouded a layer of mist, as if dripping water.

Han Yu immediately turned around, his clear voice became a little uncomfortable, "I'm looking for Yaoxiu to show you."

"Xianjun, I'm fine, I don't want to see Yaoxiu." She begged weakly, but she was very firm.

This was the first time Han Yu heard what she said besides calling herself a fairy monarch.

Han Yu has never had the habit of being difficult for others, so he pinched a trick to lower the temperature in the room and make her feel better, and then left the tea-scented room.

Book court

Han Yu was holding his forehead, reading a book, but when he thought of the scene when he lifted the quilt, the word "stunner" appeared in his mind.

Is this little demon intentional or unintentional?

He was thinking about letting Xiangming send her down the mountain. He really didn't need such a pitiful little fairy on the peak of the mountain.

At this time, Xiangming brought the tea cup to him, and he put it down as soon as he took a sip.

"We have so many good teas in Shanhaifeng, let's change one."

Xiangming was taken aback, "Xianjun, this is your favorite snow bud before."

Han Yu frowned, seemingly unbelieving.

Xiangming sighed, "Xianjun, since Xiaocha came, you can't taste anything except the tea on her body."

Mentioning this, Han Yu remembered the refreshing fragrance of tea in her room.

Xiangming said: "Xianjun, wait, I will ask her for two pieces of tea."

Han Yu remembered her current appearance, stopped the Xiangming who was about to leave, and said lightly, "No."

He took a sip of the dull snow bud, and took her down the mountain to his heart.

He had no distractions, if she was really interested, he would also like to see what tricks this little demon had.

However, since then, he never saw her again.

Although the mountain and sea peaks are not small, they are not unattainable.

Han Yu discovered that she was deliberately avoiding herself.

Han Yu's work and rest are extremely regular, and Xiao Cha knows when he is doing what, so he can easily avoid him.

She had just loosened the soil in Taoyuan today, and she was sitting on the peach branches and chatting with the peach trees.

Peach trees have no form, but because they are both plants, she can talk to them.

The peach trees like Xiaocha very much. They will wave the branches and shake the peach petals down, raining peach blossoms around her.

She followed the slowly falling petals with her hands, chatting with the peach tree while smiling, her bright eyes and teeth were particularly moving.

At this time, Han Yu, who had just entered Taoyuan, happened to see this scene.

He only discovered that her voice was so sweet and sticky, fascinating, and irritating.

When she talked to herself, she deliberately lowered her voice, suppressing the coquettishness.

She was wearing fragrant tea-colored clothes, which she changed to wear on her body.

The men's clothing that should have been tough, she just wore a rugged and taboo feeling.

At this moment, she stood on the branch and walked on it like a balance beam with her arms supported. The peach trees clapped her hands and praised her for her skill.

Han Yu couldn't help but want to laugh, what kind of skill is this?

But she still looked serious.

Suddenly, the peach tree that Lin Xiaocha was stepping on found Han Yu, and she hurriedly stood up straight. When the branch moved, Lin Xiaocha exclaimed and fell from it.

Han Yu frowned and turned into a blue light.

Lin Xiaocha was ready to fall to the ground, but she didn't want to fall into a warm embrace, and a scent of pine snow came over her face.

At this time, the man holding him, looking down at him condescendingly, his glass-like eyes were beautiful and calm.

"Xianjun?" She forgot to lower her voice in a panic, the shout of Xianjun was so breathless.

She immediately realized this, lowered her eyes, lowered her throat and asked, "Why are you here?"

Han Yu should be cultivating at this time.

Han Yu hugged her, feeling that her body was unusually warm and soft, and as light as weightless, the fragrance of tea on her instantly surrounded him.

He asked lightly: "Where do you think I should be?"

After that, she put her on the ground.

When he asked such a question, the little demon immediately turned pale with fright, and lowered his head and said, "Xiaocha presumptuously, Xianjun forgive me."

The entire mountain and sea peak belonged to him, and he was free no matter where he appeared. How could he manage his affairs?

Han Yu saw her take a silent step back, and saw her pale face, lowered her head and dared not look at herself.

She is really afraid of herself.

Han Yu had seen so many female nuns and tried to get close to herself, but she always avoided herself and didn't dare to face herself.

"Afraid of me?" he asked.

I don't want this little demon to be very upright, he can't even tell lies, and said, "Yes."

"What are you afraid of?" His voice became colder.

Lin Xiaocha twisted her clothes, "You are high above the heaven, and I am just a little tree demon in the forest of ten thousand monsters. A move of a finger by the fairy can kill me."

Han Yu did not answer.

Although this is true, can it be that you look like the innocent person who kills innocent people indiscriminately?

At this time the little fairy said again: "I know that Xianjun doesn't like to see me. So I don't bother Xianjun."

In this world, there is no person Han Yu particularly wants to meet, so there is no such thing as whether or not to see her.

And today I appear here, just want to know what she is doing behind her back?

It turned out to be purely to avoid oneself.

He had lived so long, and for the first time someone deliberately avoided him. Although he was not lost, he felt a little strange.

So he gave a faint hum, then turned and left.

Since then, the two on the mountain and sea peaks never met again.

She doesn't make noises, doesn't catch demons, and the tea is so sweet, Han Yu feels that it doesn't hurt to keep her.

It's just that she seems to be in poor health, and she always gets sick regularly, and Han Yu can only use other tea leaves to survive for a few days.

The same is true today.

In other words, it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Han Yu drinks tea with a tricky tongue. After tasting Lin Xiaocha's tea leaves, other tea leaves can't enter his mouth.

He also understood why the Yaozu urged her into a human form so vigorously, it was indeed a rare product between heaven and earth.

"She still doesn't want to see Yao Xiu?" Han Yu frowned and put down the superior Biluochun who had been looking for the mortal before.

Xiangming replied: "Yes, I have persuaded many times, and she said that medicine repair can't cure her disease."

Han Yu looked cold, "Follow her."

He eats tea like his life, and is addicted to drinking tea. Every few days when he can't drink the tea he wants, he is inexplicably irritable like the days when the woman is on her menstrual holiday, and the fire of descent will follow.

In order to suppress the fire in his body, this mountain and sea peak has ice cellars and cold springs.

He let Xiangming prepare his clothes and walked to the cold spring in the back mountain.

The cold spring is in a bamboo forest, the moon is soft, and the misty cold spring is even more hazy.

At this time, he heard a faint breathing in the forbidden area where he was alone.

So bold.

His face sank, and step by step through the mist, he walked towards the source of the sound.

Until he walked to the edge of the cold spring, he saw a girl with closed eyes sitting in the spring water.

Under the moonlight and in the mist, her beautiful face seemed a little unreal. She was in the cold spring and couldn't see clearly, but the slender neck fell in Han Yu's eyes.

The chill in Han Yu's eyes was even worse.

Sure enough, the fox's tail finally appeared.

Still used this method to seduce myself.

He stood still and looked at her coldly, to see what she was going to do.

However, she just sat motionless in the water with her eyes closed.

The cold spring is biting, her cultivation is so shallow, can it be fatal to be able to stay in it for so long?

Really can afford it.

At this time she finally moved, but instead of opening her eyes, she fainted and poured into the cold spring.

Han Yu frowned, and she did nothing more than let herself fish her out of the water.

He saw how long she could last.

One, two, three, four, five...

I don't want her to just sink into the spring water and never get up again.

Han Yu felt uncomfortable and didn't even take off his shoes, so he walked into the cold spring and picked up the girl sinking in the spring.

Contrary to what she thought, she didn't feel nothing, but wore a middle coat.

The white shirt became translucent after entering the water and pressed tightly on her body to outline her beautiful curves. Han Yu felt that this picture with a pipa half-hidden face seemed to be even worse.

She took the little demon out of the water, placed it on the grass by the spring, and pushed out the water she had just swallowed with her spiritual power.

The little demon spit a few mouthfuls of spring water, and then opened his eyes laboriously.

"I'm so hot..." she said weakly.

Only then did Han Yu realize that she started to feel hot again after she got out of the cold spring.

He could see that she was about to lose consciousness between the hot and cold, but at this time she did not forget to block her chest with her hand to prevent the scenery from falling into the eyes of others.

Han Yu discovered that her illness was not a normal physical weakness and fever, but she was so uncomfortable that she was unwilling to see Yaoxiu for fear of something strange.

But seeing her so uncomfortable, she didn't endure torture to extract a confession, she just asked calmly: "What's the disease?"

Lin Xiaocha bit her lip, unwilling to speak.

The face that had been pale due to the cold spring flushed again, and his breathing began to become rapid again.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Han Yu stood up and prepared to leave.

Not wanting him to be about to turn around, she grabbed the corner of her robe with her white hand and said weakly, "Kill me."

Han Yu condensed, turned her head and looked down at her, and found countless marks of knife cuts on her wrist, which seemed to be caused by self-harm.

The little demon's eyes were pleading, and she pressed her throat, "It's too uncomfortable, please ask Xianjun to give me a relief~"

"What?" Han Yu's handsome brows began to frown.

Finally, she was very ashamed and ashamed to say: "I have been poisoned by the fox family charm."

Han Yu's glazed eyes moved slightly.

The fox family's charm poison is extremely insidious. First, it poisons the host, but makes it suffer from life rather than death. Once the host can't bear the pain and rejoice with others, it will become highly poisonous, causing the opponent to die suddenly. .

It seems that she was not ill at all before, but the charm has developed.

The Yaozu actually used such a vicious and contemptuous method to harm himself.

"Why don't you come to me?" His voice was still cold.

It stands to reason that she should be trying to poison herself in order to get rid of it.

"I have no grievances with Xianjun, why should I harm Xianjun?" He only discovered that her apricot eyes were very clear and transparent, and there was a hint of innocence.

She added, "Besides, Xianjun is willing to take me in and save me from being burned. I should thank Xianjun for it."

At this time she closed her eyes, hoping that she could give her a relief.

Han Yu knelt down and stared at the little demon condescendingly.

She is indeed a natural stunner. As a tea tree spirit, she is exactly what she likes. That's why Shang Yuan sent her up the mountain to seduce herself and seduce herself into submission.

But she was harmless, and kept avoiding herself deliberately, even speaking with her throat suppressed, not showing her charm at all.

At this moment, she was still a little nervous, her closed eyelashes trembling constantly.

Lin Xiaocha closed her eyes, her heart beating violently, her abdomen was too hot, but at this moment a slender hand stretched out to her waist.

She opened her eyes and looked at the incomparably clear, immortal man who untied his belt with his cold, slender fingers.

"Xianjun?" She exclaimed.

And the cold and frosty man just raised his glazed eyes and looked at himself without any **, "Don't move if I don't want me to use the fixation technique."

There is only one way to relieve her pain at this time.

His voice was calm, but with an irresistible power, Lin Xiaocha really didn't dare to struggle anymore. Until he took off his profanity pants.

"Xianjun!" Her beautiful pupils were shaking.

Han Yu didn't explain, that celestial face didn't show any expression, just staring faintly at Taoyuan, which Lin Xiaocha desperately covered.

He grabbed her wrists with one hand, and the other slender finger touched the heart of the camellia in the garden.

Lin Xiaocha bit her lower lip tightly, trying to stop herself from making any noise, but in the end she couldn't help but call it out with her original voice.

She couldn't help herself, her soft waist was constantly twisting, trying to avoid instinctively, but he pressed the flat belly, making her unable to move.

Lin Xiaocha secretly glanced at him occasionally, and found that his face was cold and his breathing was not half-disturbed.

There was a sharp contrast with herself at the moment, which made her feel even more ashamed.

Until she cried and got a temporary relief. He immediately stood up, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and carefully wiped his middle finger.

"I will help you find a way to relieve this poisonous poison in the future." After he said that, he threw down the veil in his hand and left the cold spring surrounded by mist.

Lin Xiaocha hurriedly covered her legs with her open robes.

She blushed and picked up the handkerchief on the grass.