The peasant girl in the portable space must also cultivate to become an immortal

Chapter 72 Don't Men Be So Handsome (3)
She looked at him suspiciously, and said cautiously: "Brother Gu, what were you doing just now, I feel as if I have been immobilized by Monkey King, and I am like a wooden man. I can't even move my head, can you explain why?"

Gu Ziyuan also followed and got up, his black eyes flashed, and he looked apologetic. "I'm sorry, it was indeed my fault. I accidentally released the coercion that belongs to a monk, because your cultivation base is not as high as mine, and you have no defenses, so naturally you can't bear it."

He paused, looked at her unnatural steps, and asked, "Can you still walk, give it a try?"

After hearing Gu Ziyuan's explanation, Ye Mingming realized that he had wrongly blamed him.

She said, how could her intuition be so bad.

So, following his advice, she raised her foot again and tried to take two steps.

Except for a little soreness in the calves and a little fatigue in the arms, everything else is normal.

Her pale complexion just now is much better now because he helped her convey spiritual energy.

She looked at him and said softly, "It's okay, you can go."

This time, Gu Ziyuan walked a little slower than before. He did it to take care of Ye Mingming.

Ye Mingming could barely keep up.

In this way, the two kept walking, kept walking.

When he reached a corner, where no other figures could be seen, he signaled her to stop.

Gu Ziyuan stretched out his big hand, forced out a drop of blood from his fingertips, and bounced it into the air.

After waving a few times in the air, two spiritual lights appeared in the air.

He injected two beams of spiritual light into Ye Mingming's and his brows respectively. It was because he had applied the invisibility technique to both of them.

Then he continued to get busy, originally planning to take out an ordinary flying sword from the storage ring.

His brows twitched slightly, changing his mind.

Directly from the dantian, he sacrificed a whole body flushed, his most cherished sword, Nanming Lihuo Sword.

Ye Mingming doesn't know much about swords, he just follows the popular trend and knows some TV, novels, dramas, or famous swords in history.

What Xuanyuan sword, Goujian sword, Ganjiang sword, Moxie sword, Yitian sword on TV, Dragon Tulong sword and so on.

But she could tell that the whole body of the sword he took out was red.

Although it doesn't look gorgeous, it can even be said to be very simple, there is nothing amazing, and it is not as gorgeous as her Zizhu sword.

But as soon as the sword was unsheathed, red light radiated, and its momentum suddenly rose.

It was so sharp that she felt a little terrified when she saw it, and she had a special feeling, she didn't know how to describe it, she just stared at it.

"Why, what are you thinking?" Gu Ziyuan asked after finishing his work.

Ye Mingming asked: "Why can you still see after using the invisibility technique, and I can see you too?"

"This method can't be used frequently, it's fine once or twice." He didn't intend to explain too much, the blood essence of a monk is very precious, if you use it too much, it will seriously damage your vitality.

She didn't know what to say, she just looked at Gu Ziyuan again.

His clothes have always been simple, with almost no extra decorations, so that he looks more comfortable.

With his personality and hobbies, things that catch his eyes should be good ones.

"Senior Brother Gu, does your sword have a name?" She was more curious and asked casually.

"It's the Nanming Lihuo Sword, and it's my good partner." Gu Ziyuan looked at the sword in his hand, his eyes became gentle, and he replied after a long time.

Ye Mingming smiled slightly. "It's a good name, it should have a history!"

"Yes." Gu Ziyuan only responded briefly and skipped the topic.

He didn't tell her that it was a fairy weapon, and he would not usually take it out in front of outsiders.

Only she is an exception.

Because he was worried that she couldn't fly, it's better to be able to fly more stably.

Then, Gu Ziyuan chanted Fajue, and a red spiritual power on his fingertips directed towards Mingli Huojian.

The blade of the sword suddenly became two feet wide, suspended in the air one foot above the ground, surrounded by fiery red light.

Ye Mingming exclaimed, "It turns out that swords can also become bigger and smaller, so can mine too?"

Gu Ziyuan just finished his work, looked at Ye Mingming, and said with a faint smile: "If you want, it can. But after you get used to it, you don't think it's necessary to get bigger, and you can still come and go freely."

Ye Mingming saw Gu Ziyuan lift his breath slightly, and stood on top of Feijian. He was tall and stern, with a stern face.

If you change into an ancient costume, it really feels a bit like a tree facing the wind, feeling like a fairy, or like a knight who can come and go freely.

He frowned. "You stand behind me, hold me tight and don't let go."

"Okay." Ye Mingming understood what he was going to do.

She found that, like herself, he was the type of person who didn't like to have physical contact with unfamiliar people.

If it wasn't for his mistake just now, which caused him to faint accidentally, and his legs are still a little sore, he wouldn't let himself pull him at all.

As for the fact that he hugged her when she fainted before, she could only say that it was an accident.

This accident was still caused by him, so you can't just watch her lying on the ground!

She raised one foot, and carefully placed it on the flying sword that had widened a lot and was floating in the low sky.

The other foot also stepped up, and the blade actually shook slightly.

It was caused by the unsteadiness of her feet, she hastily grabbed the skirt of his back for fear of falling off again.

That day, when practicing light body technique, the tragic scene of falling down.

Until now, she still remembers it vividly and still has lingering fears in her heart.

"I'm going to start it, you hold on to me." Gu Ziyuan confessed, commanding the flying sword with his spiritual sense, and quickly led the two of them up to a high place.

The airflow around him obviously became faster. Ye Mingming, who was flying for the first time, was of course used to such sudden turbulence.

Weighed to death, the high altitude wind was too strong, and her hat was blown away by the wind.

At this time, she still couldn't care about her hat. In that nervous mood, she couldn't help but leaned forward and touched his back.

Her two slender arms wrapped tightly around Gu Ziyuan's waist without hesitation, consciously, and tightly.

The warm touch made both of them tremble, but neither spoke.

Indeed, Gu Ziyuan is a cold person, he is not used to people who have physical contact with others.

However, he knew that she didn't do it on purpose, and he knew her enthusiasm for Yujian flying.

People who fly for the first time, even monks, will be afraid.

He is very repulsive to others.

To her, always do not know why.

Because of the inexplicable sense of familiarity, her actions seemed to be acceptable to him.

(End of this chapter)