Too Reckless

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A little teardrop fell from the water clock outside the window, which was the only sound in the private room.

Shangguan Lingye closed his eyes and lay flat on the bamboo couch, Qingcheng's cheeks as pale as paper.

The elegant room is the cultivation place for the experts of the Burning Smoke Sect. The spiritual energy is so strong that it is visible to the naked eye, turning into strands of white mist, which converge towards Shangguan Lingye's body.

Wu Qingwan knelt down in front of the main couch, pressed Shangguan Lingye's wrist, and probed seriously. But Shangguan Lingye's cultivation was too high, and her infuriating qi was too soft, she couldn't get in at all, and she couldn't even feel her pulse.

After trying for a while, Wu Qingwan shook her head softly:

"The imperial concubine's cultivation base is too high, I can't feel the context, can you try it?"

Zuo Lingquan stood in front of him and watched, with a three-pointed sadness between his brows, half-squatted in front of him when he heard the sound, and pressed Shangguan Lingye's wrist with his hand.

Although the injury was in a coma, it did not change the touch of Shangguan Lingye's skin.

It is as delicate as brocade and moist as jade, and it feels very soft to the touch.

Zuo Lingquan's infuriating energy was naturally much harder than Wu Qingwan's, but if he wanted to enter Shangguan Lingye's body, it was like stabbing an iron wall with a bamboo stick, which was difficult to penetrate.

Seeing this, Wu Qingwan sighed lightly: "The cultivator is injured and unconscious, and the body will instinctively defend itself. Our cultivation base is too low, what should we do?"

After everyone ran away, Zuo Lingquan couldn't find a doctor with a deep cultivation base, so he could only say:

"You take off her clothes and take a look. You should be able to see through the scars on her body."

Wu Qingwan stood up, sat on the edge of the bed, raised her hand and tried to undo Shangguan Lingye's breastplate.

Zuo Lingquan didn't dare to look at Dayan's body, turned around and walked to the terrace, pulling the door open.

It's just that the breastplate worn by Shangguan Lingye is extremely tightly wrapped, without any joints, and it is genuine and 'seamless'.

Wu Qingwan touched back and forth for a long time, but couldn't find the mechanism buckle, and made another difficulty:

"Ling Quan, the breastplate seems to be one piece, I can't undo it."

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan hesitated, entered the room again, came to the bed, raised his hand and groped on Shangguan Lingye's breastplate.

Like this kind of magic weapon that protects the whole body, most of them will keep the back door, lest the cultivator lose consciousness, and his teammates have no choice but to save people.

Zuo Lingquan groped along the lines of the breastplate, which was protected by a solid armor. Although he could see two bulging steamed buns, they didn't feel half-struck, nor did he have any crooked thoughts.

He touched Shangguan Lingye over and over again, and finally found the secret door at the neck. After pouring in infuriating qi, Shangguan Lingye's eyelashes moved twice. He should have been slightly awakened by the protective armor and asked if he should remove the protection. .

Soon, the black armor that protected Shangguan Lingye's torso faded like a tide, shrinking into a black necklace on a snow-white neck, hidden under the collar and invisible.

Zuo Lingquan lowered his head to check—the collar of Shangguan Lingye's golden phoenix skirt was shattered into pieces by the powerful impact. Although the fabric was spliced ​​together in its original position, the gaps between the pieces were still showing a bruise. Scarred, greasy skin.

The two jade balls, which were originally of a decent size, lost the strong restraint of the armor and returned to their original size. They also flicked slightly, shaking the rags away, revealing the golden apron with a white cat embroidered underneath.

The apron is not an illegal treasure immortal soldier, but the fabric is better, it can't withstand the impact, and it is also shaken into rags.

The rags lost their restraints and spread out, and I could faintly see a little blushing edge, and I don't know if it was blood or...

"Ah!"

Wu Qingwan's expression changed slightly.

Zuo Lingquan gave a startled glance, his heart skipped a beat, and he almost lost his temper; before he could see the details, Wanwan, whose face flushed red, covered her eyes:

"Go out, dare to see anything, are you not afraid of death?"

Zuo Lingquan just glanced at it subconsciously, not what he meant, and quickly stood up:

"I didn't see anything... I shouldn't avoid doctors when I'm sick. Well... I'm going to see Jingxing. Senior Wu, do you have anything to call me?"

Wu Qingwan was frightened and blocked Shangguan Lingye's radiant body with the quilt: "Pay attention to the outside, don't wait for the people from the Burning Smoke Sect to come back and break in."

"Okay."

Zuo Lingquan didn't even have the embarrassment to turn his head, he walked straight out of the door, and closed the door with his back to him, only to let out a sigh of relief.

The queen concubine should be unaware...

I don't seem to see anything...

Cherry……

Zuo Lingquan felt that his thoughts were a little messed up, so he forced his mind to remain calm, swept aside the things he should not have seen before, and then walked towards the covered bridge.

The Burning Smoke Sect is the sect of refining tools. The layout is different from other sects. You can see the refining workshops everywhere. There are also many water veins used for quenching and cooling, so that the sect is filled with white mist all the year round.

The place where Zuo Lingquan settled was located in the back mountain of the Burning Smoke Sect. It was a hot spring lake and a natural little blessed land.

There are several water pavilions built on the lake for people to practice. Shangguan Lingye recuperates in the middle, and Tang Jingxuan is lying in the water pavilion next door.

Zuo Lingquan walked across the stone covered bridge under the bright moonlight and came to the waterside pavilion not far away.

There are toads carved on the fence of the water pavilion. The little bird dumplings are a little shriveled, lying on the head of the toad stone carving, paralyzed into a flat dumpling, looking at the place where Shangguan Lingye lives, his eyes are pitiful; Don't worry about the mother who has milk', both sides are worried about it, and I can't worry about it.

Zuo Lingquan walked up to him, took out the dried small fish given by Shangguan Lingye, and placed it in front of the dumplings:

"It's okay, the injury will heal in two days, go back to sleep."

"grumble……"

The dumplings lacked interest, lying on the stone, looking at the dried fish near Chi Chi, and didn't want to move.

Zuo Lingquan shook his head secretly, thought about it, and released the little beetle from the porcelain bottle.

After a few months of feeding, the little black beetle looks like it's not easy to mess with when it shines brightly. After flying out, it has a clear goal and picks up the dried fish and runs away.

"grumble?!"

The group was immediately annoyed, and started chasing after flapping their little wings.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan was satisfied and let the two little pets play by themselves. He came to the waterside gate and pushed open the door.

The light from the lampstand in the room is warm and yellow, illuminating the corners and corners. The furnishings seem to be simple and neat, but there is nothing missing.

Tang Jing was lying quietly on the bamboo-yellow couch, leaning against the window, and outside the window was the beautiful scenery of the hot spring and the cold moon.

Tang Jingxuan was in a coma for some reason, and has not woken up until now, but fortunately he was not injured.

Zuo Lingquan sat down in front of the couch, holding Tang Jingxuan's hand and looking carefully.

Tang Jingxuan's originally watery tofu-like face looked crystal clear under the white moonlight. The slender eyelashes and plump red lips showed the softness that is exclusive to women.

However, when Jingshen fell asleep, the breath of the stock market girl disappeared, and she looked quite fairy, completely different from Wanwan.

Wanwan is usually full of fairy spirit, with three points of coldness and seven points of tranquility; but when it comes to sleeping, that shy and astringent feminine flavor gradually reveals, and she is very lustful, and she will Just like the fairy who discovered that the mortal world is beautiful and reluctant to think of the heavenly palace...

Thinking of Wanwan's timid appearance, Zuo Lingquan blinked, feeling that his mind was not right today.

He secretly possessed himself, and after tapping on Tang Jing's soft lips, he put away his stray thoughts and turned to look at the furnishings in the room.

The Burning Smoke Sect is famous for its refining tools. As the place where the high-level sect lives, the furnishings in the room naturally reflect the background of the sect. Although this analogy is not suitable, it is indeed even the stone that supports the table legs, which may be the law. device.

Zuo Lingquan was doing nothing to accompany the bed, and after scanning his eyes for a while, he stopped on a white screen in front of the couch.

The white screen is thin and transparent, and can't block anything. The frame is exquisite, but there are no patterns on the screen. It looks a bit empty and does not match the overall decoration style of the room.

Zuo Lingquan looked at it for a while, and realized that the screen had other uses. He searched carefully, and sure enough, he found an inscription on the edge of the screen, as well as words like 'Gan, Kun, Zhen, Xun...'.

Zuo Lingquan studied the moon in the water on the painting boat, understood what it was, and tried to infuse it with infuriating energy.

Sure enough, the screen screen began to appear illusory, and a picture gradually appeared - a female cultivator dressed in the costume of Tiandi City, standing above the flying sword; below is the earth with many mountains and mountains, and a huge Tiankeng in the center. A woman's voice came from inside:

"Not long ago, there was a rebellion near Zongzhuoyan City under the Tiandi City, and a large number of monks and people fled the Fushui Kingdom; the matter has been calmed down by the Emperor of the Tiandi City, and no casualties have been caused. Daoists, please do not listen to and spread rumors. So as not to disturb the order in various places..."

Judging from his words and deeds~www.wuxiaspot.com~, it should be the masters of Tiandi City who are appeasing the surrounding monks to avoid chaos around Fusang Kingdom.

Zuo Lingquan looked up at the sky outside the window. From the perspective of aerial photography, it was estimated that it was above the clouds and could not be seen from him at all.

After listening for a while, Zuo Lingquan lost interest and touched the text on the screen again.

As a result, the style of the curtain changed...

"Hmmmm~..."

A fairy dressed in cool clothes, covered with a veil, hummed softly, and danced on the lake.

The dance is very beautiful, sometimes holding a streamer and flying into the air, dancing with the wind like a fairy in a painting.

Flying through the sky, the beautiful mountains and rivers under the fairy skirt are hazy, like foggy mountains and shadows covering winding paths, it seems that everything can be seen, and it seems that nothing can be seen...

(⊙_⊙;)? !

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze...