The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

There is only one master bedroom in Xuanqing Hall. Ling Qingxuan has never been cleaned up in other rooms. Feng Jue is diligent in his practice and has not paid attention to this, so they have been resting in the spacious room together.

When Feng Jue was sick and rested, Ling Qingxuan went to stay in the hammock outside. She didn't remember when she fell asleep.

Feng Jue finished the bed and saw the woman with fluttering clothes lying quietly on the hammock outside.

He walked over lightly and softly shouted, "Master?"

There was only the woman's shallow breathing in the wind, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand nervously and put it gently on her face.

Smooth, icy, is it too cold outside?

He had to hold her hand in an inch, and his heart was about to explode.

One cold, one hot.

He stared at her quietly for a while, then picked her up bravely.

She used to carry or hold her on his back. He didn't know her weight. Now he was holding her in his arms. It was as light as a goose feather. It was like the most cherished thing. Feng Jue carefully put her into the big room in the bedroom. bed.

"Um...hard..."

The placed body shrunk into a ball. Ling Qingxuan always thought that the bed was too hard to sleep. Feng Jue suddenly realized that, blushing, he stretched out his hand to change her position, but the hand he stretched out could not come back. He was pulled under the woman. as a soft mattress.

"call……"

Finally feeling a little more comfortable, Ling Qingxuan lay on top of him, and after rubbing a few times, there was no movement.

He didn't dare to take a breath, Feng Jue was suffocated to death by himself, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and Ling Qingxuan had just rubbed against him!

This time, not only is the heart going to burst, but even the head is going to be broken.

In this silent space, he felt his heartbeat beating like thunder drums, and he could not wait to cover Ling Qingxuan's ears.

He was actually on his master's bed, and he was still pressed under him. Even though he knew that this was Master's unconscious move, when he thought of her kindness to him during this time, his heart seemed to turn into a puddle of water, and his whole The heart is filled.

His hands and feet fixed Ling Qingxuan, preventing her from falling on the bed again.

Taking a few breaths, Feng Jue looked at the slightly open red lips, his eyes darkened, "Master, I'm sorry!"

A light kiss fell on her cheek.

When he moved it to his lips, he had no courage at all. He hugged Ling Qingxuan tightly, unable to hold his eyelids and fell asleep.

I slept very comfortably that night. Aya Qingxuan woke up from the hammock. There were a lot of fresh wild fruits and washing things prepared on the table in the room.

She simply packed herself up and went out to take a look. The Xuanqing Hall was much busier than before. The disciples in the door basically filled the steps outside the hall. They waited for a long time, but Ling Qingxuan didn't wake up until now.

"Congratulations to Elder Ling's closed disciple Feng Jue's happy birthday."

Ling Qingxuan glanced at it, Qi Qinzi didn't come, it seems that he rejected him yesterday and defeated him, very unconvinced.

What about Feng Jue?

[I'm drying the quilt in the back. 】zz reports whereabouts.

Ling Qingxuan summoned Feng Jue, "You greet these people, things will be divided."

She threw a ring directly to Feng Jue and put everything inside.

"Is this a birthday gift?" Feng Jue didn't dare to look at her with a guilty conscience, and his voice was low, "Thank you Master, Master's birthday gift, I'll give it to you later!"

Aya Qingxuan: ? ? ?

What gift, I don't seem to have prepared a gift.

[Host, speak up quickly! 】

"……Okay."

[Villain Feng Jue's favor +5. 】

zz rolls straight in the space, it's great, it's only ten minutes away from completing this task.

Among the disciples, there are also noble ones who are unwilling to come to support Feng Jue, but for the spiritual fruit that is beneficial to practice, they still come.

"He just relies on Elder Ling for support. If Elder Ling doesn't want him anymore, he will run around like a rat on the street. Seeing how he pretends to be, he will not be angry at all."

"But Elder Ling is not only strong in spiritual power, but also has so many treasures. It's really amazing. Why can't you think of picking Feng Jue?"

"Could it be because of the face? But Mu Lin is not bad."

Feng Jue had just sent out a batch of Spirit Fruits when he heard their discussions, and when he turned around, those people smiled again.

"Junior Brother Feng Jue, happy birthday."

"Elder Ling said, one share per person, wouldn't you not give it to us?"

They deliberately told him, and now that Elder Ling's promise came first, he couldn't break it, he could only hold back.

Feng Jue's eyes were sharp and he took out the Spirit Fruit as usual, but they were knocked out in the middle.

"Oh, why did the spirit fruit fall, junior brother, your hands are shaking, so please help us pick it up."

Everyone else looked this way, Feng Jue looked at the dusty spiritual fruit, raised his eyes, and sneered, "In the end, you are envious of me, a person with low talent, who is in the eyes of Master, and you are not convinced. If you do, let’s learn from each other, if you lose, don’t ever step into our Xuanqing Peak!”

"You! You are still arrogant and arrogant, who gave you the courage, you..."

"Naturally it was given by this seat." Ling Qingxuan interrupted the man, "Pick it up."

"Pick up, pick up what, this is what he got rid of, he should pick it up." When the man faced Ling Qingxuan, his momentum was obviously lowered.

"Oh, then let it stay like this. You don't want it anyway. Can you accept the discussion proposed by this disciple?"

If you are not there for a moment, someone will make trouble. These guys are really idle.

Lingguo said that if he didn't want it, he didn't want it. Others had desire in their eyes and didn't dare to pick it up. The provocative Huang Chu happened to be Elder Huang's disciple. If he didn't fight, he wouldn't be able to support Elder Huang's face.

Huang Chu gritted his teeth and agreed. He was a three-year-old disciple, and he was afraid that this **** would not be successful. How could this **** enter Elder Ling's door?

Outside the Xuanqing Hall, there happened to be an open space. People who had brought their things and did not leave were surrounded by them, while Feng Jue and Huang Chu stood in the middle with their swords raised.

"Start." There was a sound, and the two began to attack each other. This competition will stop.

Mu Lin analyzed Feng Jue's tactics in the crowd and shook his head. No, even with such a good master as Elder Ling, he was still lacking in actual combat.

wasted.

His eyes moved to Ling Qingxuan, the woman's white clothes fluttered, spotless, like the snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountains, which was awe-inspiring.

If he was her apprentice, he would definitely not let her ride a tiger like this.

"What's the situation, Feng Jue blocked it?"

In the first half, Feng Jue had been at a disadvantage until he figured out Huang Chu's path and blocked the sword that was about to touch him.

"Heh, let me see how long you can hold on." Huang Chu smiled disdainfully and quickened his movements.

However, Feng Jue swam around at this time, blocked him several times without speaking, and almost let his sword leave his hand. Soon Huang Chu realized that something was wrong, and this guy actually predicted his next move!

Ling Qingxuan stared blankly, but in her heart, she praised the little guy for his strong learning ability, and even his prediction was so accurate.

"Master."

Feng Jue smiled at her, and the spirit sword stopped at Huang Chu's throat.