Trapped in the Shura field, the male protagonist held me in his arms and kissed me

Chapter 64 How appropriate is it to hug each other in broad daylight?

Dongfang Wuya curled his lips slightly: "You asked the right person."

Shen Qinghe's eyes lit up: "Uncle Master, have you ever seen Snow Bone Grass?"

Dongfang Wuya thought of some long-gone past events and faintly opened his lips: "I once had a Snow Bone Grass, but it was snatched away..."

Shen Qinghe had never seen Dongfang Wuya with such a gloomy expression. She thought that a proud man like Dongfang Wuya was omnipotent, but she didn't expect him to be robbed of his fairy grass.

"Who dares to snatch the fairy grass from my uncle's hands? When I become successful in the future, I will definitely help my uncle seek justice for me when I meet him!" Shen Qinghe said angrily.

Dongfang Wuya didn't expect that one day the little girl would say that she wanted to help him seek justice. She was still in the foundation-building stage, but that man had already become famous, which was simply unimaginable.

But he had to admit that this feeling of being protected was very novel.

"You will never be that person's opponent in your entire life, don't think about it." Dongfang Wuya rubbed the top of Shen Qinghe's head.

Shen Qinghe was a little curious: "Is Uncle Master's enemy that powerful? He can't be more powerful than Uncle Master."

Dongfang Wuya glanced lazily at the sky, and a strong anger flashed through his deep and charming peach blossom eyes: "That man is certainly powerful, but one day I will crush him to ashes!"

"This time I go to the secret realm, does my uncle also want to get the Snow Bone Grass?" Shen Qinghe suddenly thought of this possibility.

"What else do I need with my current cultivation?" Dongfang Wuya glanced at the girl in his arms.

This little heartless guy, he made the trip himself just for her sake.

"What kind of cultivation level does Master Master have now?" Shen Qinghe was really curious.

Last time I heard my sister say that Dongfang Wuya has been in the sect for a long time, and the sect leader is very respectful to Dongfang Wuya. It really makes people wonder how old Dongfang Wuya is and what level of cultivation he has reached.

The strange thing is that Dongfang Wuya is well-known as a flower on the high mountain in the world of immortality, but no one has ever accurately known his current level of cultivation.

"What do you think my cultivation has reached?" Dongfang Wuya opened his lips lazily.

Shen Qinghe was silent. If she knew, would she still need to ask him?

The last time Dongfang Wuya took action, a seemingly ordinary palm hit a master like Xiao Chen severely. She boldly guessed: "Transcending the tribulation period?"

"I think so." Dongfang Wuya said in an indifferent tone.

Shen Qinghe didn't bother to guess any more: "No matter what kind of cultivation level my uncle has, in my opinion, no one is better than him."

Dongfang Wuya's thin lips raised, saying that she worshiped her blindly.

This girl admires him and thinks he is powerful.

"When you see more in the future, you will know that there are countless good men in the world, and I am not particularly outstanding. You must remember that you should practice hard now. Love between men and women is like a passing cloud..."

Shen Qinghe listened quietly to Dongfang Wuya's teachings, not understanding what he said, which made Dongfang Wuya think that she would not practice with peace of mind.

That day, Yan Changsheng finally caught up with Dongfang Wuya, but saw that Dongfang Wuya was still holding Qinghe in his arms, and their posture was so intimate that people who didn't know it thought they were Taoist lovers.

He was about to step forward when Xiao Chen suddenly rushed to his side: "Qinghe and Wuyajun are so close, why won't you stop them? The man is unmarried, the woman is unmarried, what do they mean by this?!"

Yan Changsheng looked at Xiao Chen doubtfully: "Where is Sheng'er?"

"Sheng'er is behind, I'm talking to you about Qinghe now." Xiao Chen looked coldly at the man and woman cuddling together in front of him. How appropriate would it be to hug each other in broad daylight?

"Senior brother, what you should care about is Sheng'er, not Qinghe." Yan Changsheng couldn't stand Xiao Chen.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Nan Sheng.

He just felt that since Xiao Chen was already with Nan Sheng and getting married soon, he shouldn't pay attention to other women.

At this moment, Xiao Chen left his fiancée behind, but rushed over to care about another woman. This was wrong no matter how he thought about it.

"Qinghe is my junior sister and my master's beloved daughter. Mr. Wuya took the opportunity to belittle Qinghe. Shouldn't I care about her?" Xiao Chen said this and chased Dongfang Wuya.

As early as when Xiao Chen rushed to Yan Changsheng's side, Dongfang Wuya heard the conversation between the two.

Xiao Chen actually said that he was frivolous against Shen Qinghe. Did he look like a pervert?

He lowered his head for a moment and saw that he was holding the girl's slender waist, and her body was almost completely leaning in his arms.

This was not because he was being scornful of Shen Qinghe, but she was clearly taking advantage of him when he wasn't paying attention.

He was about to push away the woman who was taking advantage of him in his arms, but when he heard Xiao Chen approaching with a sword, he tightened Shen Qinghe's slim waist and increased the speed of wielding the sword.

He didn't know if it was influenced by Xiao Chen's words. He felt that the slender waist under his palm could be grasped with one hand. He didn't know if it was because of his daughter's delicate body and soft body, or because Shen Qinghe's body was particularly soft. He felt that he used a little more force. It can break the girl's waist.

For a moment, he felt that his palms were a little hot, but later he realized that there was a difference between men and women. He was indeed too close to Shen Qinghe.

He pushed Shen Qinghe away without leaving a trace, and with this push, he almost pushed Shen Qinghe directly out.

Shen Qinghe, who was unprepared, broke into a cold sweat and said hurriedly: "Uncle, tell me if you have any objections to me, but don't push me down!"

"Useless thing!" Dongfang Wuya had no choice but to bring Shen Qinghe back to him, saying with disgust, "Shen Qinghe, your cultivation level is really too low. It's a disgrace to this world."

Shen Qinghe's face was heated by Dongfang Wuya's merciless scolding. She said calmly: "I have practiced seriously, but there is no progress."

If hard work can make up for weakness, why is she still lingering in the same place after working so hard?
She herself thought she was too stupid.

"Jun Wuya, let go of Qinghe!" At this time, Xiao Chen chased after him again, and his voice clearly reached Shen Qinghe's ears.

She looked back in confusion and saw Xiao Chen and Yan Changsheng not far behind them, but there was no sign of Nan Sheng.

Strange, isn't Nan Sheng the darling of these two people? At this moment, they actually left out Nan Sheng as the heroine, which does not follow the plot logic of the book.

Dongfang Wuya disagreed, looked back at Xiao Chen, and deliberately slowed down.

Xiao Chen was overjoyed and quickly arrived at Dongfang Wuya's side: "Qinghe is ignorant, so don't bother Mr. Wuya to take care of him. Mr. Wuya, please leave Qinghe to me."

Dongfang Wuya's thin lips slightly lifted, and he was very confused: "Why should I hand her over to you? If I remember correctly, it was you who injured Qinghe with your own hands last time."

Xiao Chen's expression was a bit stiff and he couldn't answer the question.

Dongfang Wuya didn't care whether the person involved was embarrassed or not, and turned the fire on Yan Changsheng: "Yan Changsheng, you also shouted at Shen Qinghe to kill her. Give Qinghe to you two, I am afraid that she will be killed by you. I am afraid that she will be killed by you. It would be better for her to do a good deed that day and take care of her personally than for her to die in your hands without any reason."

(End of this chapter)