Chapter 39
Ye Qingwu nodded and smiled touchingly: "Of course it's true."

Yan Chi took a deep look at her, as if he wanted to see through her thoughts, but Ye Qingwu's eyes were sincere.

He is so dirty, is she really just afraid of being fierce?

The young man curled his fingers slightly, he bent down and kissed Ye Qingwu's lips, he felt the softness and sweetness of her lips.

The boy just touched her lips lightly, and then stood up straight. He raised his slender fingers and gently rubbed her lips that he had just kissed, ambiguous and indifferent.

Ye Qingwu only felt his fingers rubbing against her lips, and she raised her hand to stop his movements.

Before Ye Qingwu could speak, Yan Chi said, "You dislike me?"

"No." Ye Qingwu shook her head lightly.

Yan Chi's blue eyes were indifferent, and he chuckled lightly, "You humans like a person, don't you like this kind of action?"

Ye Qingwu knew that he was suspicious again, and only heard her say: "Then touch it for me."

Hearing this, Yan Chi's ears felt hot for some reason.

He turned his face away, and said in a cold voice: "I'm going to meditate, you are not allowed to escape."

She thinks that he should be meditating to restore his blue eyes as soon as possible. After all, if his unusual blue eyes are seen by others, it may cause trouble.

"How long are you going to meditate?"

"One day and one night." Yan Chi replied, hesitated for a moment, and said again: "I won't kill you."

Ye Qingwu couldn't help curling her lips when she heard the words.

She took out one of her red hair bands from the storage bag, with the word '妇' embroidered on it, she first pushed Yan Chi to sit down, and then she also sat beside him.

She pulled out a strand of her own hair, picked up a red headband and tied it into a knot, and then used the headband to tie Yan Chi's hair on her shoulders with a bow.

She raised her eyes to meet Shang Yanchi's puzzled eyes, she hooked her lips and said with a smile: "I won't run away, I will tie our hair with a hair tie, if I want to run away, you will know."

Yan Chi looked down at the red headband tied with a beautiful bow, his eyes became darker, and he suddenly asked, "Do you have many of these headbands?"

Ye Qingwu replied: "Not really, this is the last one, because I embroidered the word '武' on it myself."

Yan Chi naturally also saw the word '武', but felt a little strange, why this embroidered hairband is much uglier than the last time.

Ye Qingwu saw that he was staring at the word '妮' all the time, she was a little embarrassed, after all, this was her first time embroidering characters, and the characters on the red hairband were embroidered when she was bored in Qingyang Jianzong. .

"Don't look, just meditate, I'll wait for you."

Seeing Yan Chi hesitate to speak, she quickly leaned on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and said, "I'm tired, I'm going to sleep."

The boy's words were not asked after all.

He turned his head and lowered his eyes to look at the girl's demure appearance, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a trace of tenderness in his blue eyes, even he himself did not notice the change in himself.

The boy also closed his eyes and sat up in meditation.

After a while, Ye Qingwu seemed to realize that he had already meditated, she quietly opened her eyes, trying to see his side face, but when she moved, Yan Chi's eyelids also moved.

She was so frightened that she quickly closed her eyes, feeling quite like being caught.

Gradually, Ye Qingwu fell asleep after smelling the ice-cold aura on Yan Chi's body.

At night, the temperature dropped and the wind howled.

Ye Qingwu in her sleep felt very cold and wanted to shrink to a warm place. Just because she moved, the head that was on Yan Chi's shoulder was about to fall. Yan Chi suddenly opened his eyes, and the blue light Flashing past in the dark night, he quickly supported Ye Qingwu.

But his hands were very cold, and Ye Qingwu murmured subconsciously: "Cold..."

After Yan Chi supported Ye Qingwu, he took out a white coat from his storage bag and covered Ye Qingwu's body.

But a thin coat alone is not enough for Ye Qingwu to resist the cold.

Ye Qingwu's body is weak and can't blow the cold wind, but Yan Chi's body is cold, and he is not afraid of the cold, so he doesn't have thick clothes or... quilts.

A flash of hesitation flashed in Yan Chi's blue eyes, and finally he used a force to cut his finger.

He pinched Ye Qingwu's cheek slightly, and dripped the blood from his cut finger into Ye Qingwu's mouth.

Soon, Ye Qingwu's face turned rosy in the dark, and there was no sign of being afraid of the cold anymore.

On the back of Yan Chi's hand, the black and ferocious lines appeared again. He looked at Ye Qingwu through the darkness, and the young man's misty and cold voice sounded: "Ah Wu..."

When Ye Qingwu woke up, it was already the morning of the next day.

After sleeping all day, she was very energetic. Seeing that Yan Chi was still meditating, she also meditated when she was bored, absorbing spiritual energy and practicing.

-

City Lord's Mansion.

In the room of the City Lord's Mansion, Wang Tianbao, who was sleeping very comfortably with his concubine, suddenly opened his eyes.

He sat up suddenly, which also woke up the concubine, and the concubine's resentful and coquettish voice sounded: "My lord, why don't you continue to sleep?"

Wang Tianbao suddenly grabbed the concubine's neck, and with a 'click', the concubine's neck was twisted and she died.

And Wang Tianbao got up from the bed very quickly, knelt down on one knee in front of the woman in red who was carrying him, and said in a very respectful tone: "Little master, why are you here?"

The voice of the woman in red came leisurely: "City Master Wang is very interested, he should have had a good time last night, right?"

"Don't dare." Wang Tianbao said with a frightened face.

"I told you, you haven't forgotten, have you?"

"Subordinates don't dare to forget, what the master wants, and what the little one wants, the subordinates don't dare to forget easily, and keep it firmly in their hearts." Wang Tianbao's tone was very sincere.

"Try not to hurt my half-demon Yanchi. I want to capture him alive. He is my future husband..." The woman in red said in a voice that was sure to win.

Wang Tianbao complimented again and again: "That is, no one will escape from the palm of the young master. In the eyes of my subordinates, that half-demon Yan will soon be the young master's man."

The woman in red turned around slowly. She was about 17 years old, with a good figure and excellent appearance, a pair of charming fox eyes, and a confident brilliance between her brows. She held a small golden bell in her hand , she shakes every time she takes a step.

"Dang...dang...dang..."

The oppressive feeling brought to Wang Tianbao was full, the woman in red came to Wang Tianbao, she hooked Wang Tianbao's chin with the tip of her shoe, and said in a low voice, "Don't mess things up for me, or I will strip you skin."

"Subordinates will definitely do it." Wang Tianbao promised.

The woman in red chuckled softly: "That's very well said, I look forward to your performance."

After finishing speaking, she opened the door openly and went out leisurely.

This scared Wang Tianbao into a cold sweat.

Although the cultivation base of the woman in red is not as high as his, her status is much higher than his, and she uses poison extremely well.

Wang Tianbao was also very puzzled, why she fell in love with the half-demon Yanchi, although it was rumored that the half-demon Yanchi was very good-looking, handsome and coquettish, but he was a half-demon with dirty blood that was regarded as a disaster.

If Yan Chi, the half-demon, is really amazing in appearance, it is not surprising that the young master likes him, after all, the young master likes men with excellent appearance very much.

-

In a courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion lived the disciples of Shenyin Temple.

Si Ming is in a gazebo, he is sitting on a stone chair, the stone table is filled with many teacups, and the teacups are filled with tea.

Si Ming tasted them one by one.

Suddenly, a handsome disciple dressed in the costume of Shenyin Temple came to Siming in a hurry. The disciple came to Si Ming's side, leaned over and whispered something in his ear.

Si Ming's expression remained unchanged.

After the disciple finished speaking, Si Ming invited him to sit down: "Yuan Kong, sit down."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Kong sat down.

It's just that he kept frowning, as if he couldn't calm down.

"Yuankong, do you think we should go or not?"

With a calm expression, Si Ming picked up another cup of tea and put it to his mouth to taste it slowly.

"Go, that is to take the initiative to walk into the trap..." Yuan Kong was so tangled that his brows were about to knit.

Si Ming put down his teacup, and took his words: "If you don't go, you'll scare the snake away."

Yuan Kong asked: "Should we tell them about these abnormalities?"

They are the Qingyang Sword Sect, Yuan Ming Sect, and Hehuan Sect who will enter the Luohai Secret Realm together tomorrow.

"They can't be so stupid, can they?" Si Ming said seriously.

"Uh... Buddha, don't think everyone is so smart."

When Si Ming heard this, he didn't speak, but raised his eyebrows.

He picked up another cup of intact tea and drank it slowly.

His fingers patted the teacup lightly, and after a long time, he said, "Don't tell them, it will scare the snake away."

Yuan Kong knew that once Siming made up his mind, it would be difficult to change it. He must have thought about it when he did this.

"Yes."

"Go back and tell our disciples of Shenyin Temple quietly, and then tell them to be on guard, so that they don't show any strangeness in front of other people." Si Ming said lightly.

"Okay, Master Buddha." Yuan Kong replied.

After Yuankong left, only Si Ming was left drinking tea.

"The sky in this Falling Sea Realm is about to change."

After finishing speaking, Si Ming drank the cup of tea in his hand in one gulp, his eyes darkened.

-

And the two people in the cave at the moment.

Yan Chi has successfully changed the color of his eyes back to black. When he opened them, he immediately looked at the person beside him.

I found that she was also practicing meditation.

He looked down at the hair tied with a red headband hanging between them, his eyes were deep, and slowly, his slender fingers had already untied the red headband.

During this process, he tried his best to move softly, so as not to disturb Ye Qingwu.

Soon, the red headband lay quietly on his hand.

After staring at the red headband for a few seconds, Yan Chi put it in his arms.

 Ye Qingwu: I lost my hairband

  Yan Chi: ...I didn't steal it
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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