The senior sister who refuses to fall in love has become a god.

Chapter 3 Picking up the little green dragon

Qian Shu flipped his wrist, and a long red transparent silk thread appeared out of thin air.

The other end of the silk thread was connected to Yu Qianmo's wrist.

Five years ago, the two became Taoist couples under the witness of Master Qian Shu.

So many years have passed, but the red color that proves love has not deepened at all.

Qian Shu drew out his ice sword and slashed at the thread mercilessly.

The moment the ice sword touched the red line, their hearts stung.

It was as if he had been stabbed at the same time.

Yu Qianmo waved her hand, and a ray of purple light blocked her next sword.

His pupils trembled, as if he was puzzled: "Qian Shu, are you crazy? If you forcibly cut off the red line, not only will your cultivation level decline, but your muscles and veins will even be injured."

"I'm not crazy, I just want to cut off this red line with you."

Qian Shu turned around and held a sword flower in his arms, and slashed at the red line again without ceremony.

A sound falling from the sky shook several people away.

Yu Shikai's voice came from above: "That's enough. It's just this competition. What's the fuss? Feng Ya, just give her the breast shield back. Don't lose the grace of Yushan Sect."

Yu Fengya pursed her lips, as if she wanted to say something.

But he didn't dare to refute Yu Shikai.

He had no choice but to take out the breast mirror from his arms and throw it to Qian Shu.

"Senior Sister Qian Shu, I'll give you the breast shield. Please stop making trouble and don't let Senior Brother feel sad."

Qian Shu reached out to catch the heart mirror and put the ice sword away.

"If you give it to me, it's always mine."

The red line disappeared. The pain just now was really too painful, so Qian Shu had to temporarily give up the idea of ​​forcibly cutting off the red line.

She turned around and left without any regret, which made Yu Qianmo feel a prick in her heart.

He couldn't help but look at Qian Shu's thin back. She was as cold and inhumane as usual.

But I have never treated him like this before, and I don't know what happened today.

Yu Fengya held his arm aggrievedly: "Senior brother, did I do something wrong? I made senior sister angry."

Yu Qianmo shook his head and looked at her with a pair of gentle, watery eyes, apologetically.

"I'm sorry Feng Ya, I will find a more suitable treasure for you to apologize some other time."

Only then did Yu Fengya laugh: "Senior brother, it doesn't matter, as long as you can stay with me, you are the best treasure."

The next competition was about to begin, but Yu Shikai had no intention of watching anymore.

He glanced at Yu Qianmo and Yu Fengya inexplicably, then walked away.

Qian Shu left the Yuntai Mountain where the competition was held. The damage from the breast mirror had backfired badly, and she was given a sword blow alive. Her body had already reached its limit.

He can't even wield a sword anymore.

Qian Shu put the goggles away and deliberately found a mountain road with few people to go down.

Yuntai Mountain has beautiful mountains and clear waters, pleasant scenery, towering spruce trees and chirping cicadas.

Qian Shu knocked on his heart and felt that the blood was not clear.

She simply found a spring and planned to rest for a while.

Qian Shu sat cross-legged on a piece of bluestone, her hands spread apart and placed on her knees. A shallow light blue stream flowed along her veins.

But she never noticed that at this moment, a chubby meat dumpling was rolling down the mountain at a speed of 800 meters per second.

Qian Shu is closing his eyes and doing exercises to heal his injuries.

Suddenly, she felt a pain in her back, and the running spell was suddenly interrupted.Cold energy surged through her veins, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blood accidentally sprayed onto the falling culprit.

Qian Shu took a closer look and saw that the person who interrupted her healing was actually a little pig.

The piglet is all white, with round ears, a big nose, two large nostrils, a slender tail, and its back is covered with light sky blue scales.

What kind of pig is this expressionless?
But Xiaozhu was even angrier than her: "What did you, a mortal, do? Didn't you see me on my way?"

The white pig sat on the ground and patted the dust on his body. Suddenly, he touched the blood on his face and screamed.

"Ah ah ah, you mortal, you spit blood all over my face. My clean body is stained by your blood."

Qian Shu twitched the corner of his mouth: "You are a pig and you can actually talk, and you are quite narcissistic."

The white pig widened its sapphire blue eyes: "What, what did you say? You called me a pig."

"I am not a pig, I am a blue dragon! I am the only blue dragon in the world!"

Qian Shu was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he had indeed seen a green dragon when he was watching flowers, and that green dragon later became the patron saint of Yu Fengya.

However, that blue dragon is eight feet long and has scales that cannot be burned through by karma fire. With one breath, it can cause heavy rain to fall within a hundred miles radius.

It was far beyond what the little pig in front of me could compare to.

"You don't have horns, how can you be a green dragon? I'll spare your life, but you'd better leave quickly, or when I get hungry, I'll make you into a roasted suckling pig and eat you."

Xiao Qinglong's eyes were wide open, his paws holding his fat face, staring at the woman in white in front of him.

It really couldn't figure out how a good-looking woman could eat roasted suckling pig every time she spoke.

"How can you, a cultivator of immortality, have such appetites? And I'm really not a pig. My horns, my horns just haven't grown out yet. I managed to escape from that hellish place without even eating the eggshells. .”

Xiao Qinglong felt extremely aggrieved and moved to sit on a clean stone.

It was originally lying peacefully in the phantom sea, but someone captured it here decades ago and locked it in a refining furnace to speed up its incubation.

During the dispute between one person and one dragon, the blood on Xiao Qinglong's face gradually disappeared.

A circle of colored phantom light appeared on both of them at the same time.

Xiao Qinglong's mouth grew into a round shape: "Did you just vomit blood from your heart?"

"seems like it."

Qian Shu replied calmly with no expression on his face.

"Oooh, ooh, I'm going to be bound to a mortal like you!"

Little Qinglong wants to cry but has no tears. How can anyone vomit blood from his heart casually?

The phantom light disappeared, and a complicated circular mark appeared on their foreheads. The mark flashed and then disappeared.

Qian Shu couldn't help but touch his forehead, and there was a spot that felt warm.

She had indeed heard before that she could sign a contract with a spirit beast, but she had only seen spirit beasts around a few elders. Unexpectedly, she actually signed a contract by mistake.

"Then what do you want? If you don't want to be with me, you can leave."

Qian Shu held the sword and spoke in a cold tone, which made Xiao Qinglong's heart almost freeze.

Its mouth tightened, and it was about to cry: "Why are you acting like this? You vomited blood all over the body and head, how irresponsible are you?"

Qian Shu bent down and reached out to pick it up.

The little green dragon is still very small, almost as big as a three or four month old puppy.

Qian Shu stuffed it into his arms and reached out to touch its head. There were thick and short fluff on the head, which felt good to the touch.

"Then come with me."

Xiao Qinglong looked up at her in confusion, a little confused as to why this person's attitude changed so quickly.

(End of this chapter)