Too Reckless

Qin and music depend on each other, and wine is their companion.

There is no day and night under the peach blossom tree, and the stars and rivers are turning. The men and women who have completely transformed from elders and juniors to lovers have been playing around for a few hours.

Zuo Lingquan stood against the wind in the scent of flowers and wine, holding a bunch of peach blossom branches in his hand. With the taste of wine, he racked his brains to recall the poems and songs of many predecessors.

Cui Yingying showed off what she had learned and played the most beautiful qin music in Dongzhou for thousands of years for Zuo Lingquan.

Although to outsiders, they are just two crazy people, holding shoes and pillows, and jumping around on the bed.

But this did not hinder the romance at this moment. After all, under the influence of illusion, the two only saw a peach tree and each other in their eyes.

After Zuo Lingquan couldn't hold back his poems, he leaned back under the peach blossom tree, holding a red wine gourd in his hand, looking slightly drunk, staring at the beautiful woman dancing in front of him...

Cui Yingying carried her skirt and circled under the tree, her cheeks were flushed, and she was also three-point drunk; after staggering around for two times, she felt a little dizzy, her body softened, and she sat directly in Zuo Lingquan's arms, leaning towards her. Looking at Zuo Lingquan's cheek, his eyes... um... a little thirsty?

Zuo Lingquan supported Cui Yingying, originally wanted to say "be careful", but looking at those eyes full of spring, eager to hold him in his mouth, the words stopped, the drunkenness subsided, and the blood in the body also followed. The thoughts are erratic, and they quickly converge on the most prosperous place...

"Huh? Let you throw the sword aside, why are you still hanging on your waist..."

Cui Yingying fell into her arms and was stabbed by the 'hilt'. She frowned slightly, dazedly put her hand under her hip, and wanted to remove the obstructing sword, but...

"...?!"

"Hiss, it's broken..."

"Pooh"

Cui Yingying woke up instantly, as if she had accidentally touched a snake from under the quilt, she pulled her hands away like an electric shock, and wanted to get up.

Zuo Lingquan's nephrite was in his arms, and he didn't feel very comfortable. How could it make Cui Yingying get up? He hugged her soft and boneless waist, held Cui Yingying in his arms, and said with a smile:

"It's my fault, I didn't suppress the distracting thoughts in my heart, so I can calm down, you don't have to get up..."

Cui Yingying's cheeks flushed as red as blood, her body was still full of medicine, and she was still able to suppress her **** after playing and fighting just now. How dare she sit in her arms and said anxiously:

"Stinky boy, you... oh, don't hold me, I can't stand it..."

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan was stunned for a moment, and secretly said: I can't stand it if I rub it, and if it's true, I won't take off...

Cui Yingying noticed that her heart was shaken so badly that she might not be able to hold on if she was teased, so she could only open the mouth and say:

"I... I was injured yesterday, and I don't know who gave me the Qi and Gu Yuan pills. I ate a little too much... um... The side effects are relatively big, don't do this..."

side effect?

Zuo Lingquan hugged Sister Yingying with a twisted expression, and his eyes were puzzled by the nourishing pills that replenish Qi and solidify the essence. , no side effects at all.

Invigorating Qi...

Seeing that Sister Yingying's words did not seem to be fake, Zuo Lingquan recalled yesterday's situation. Yesterday, Jingxun was taking care of him, and the medicinal pill must have been fed by Jingxun or the ancestor; Qi Guyuan's medicine pill...

Zuo Lingquan suddenly remembered something, and his consciousness checked in Linglong Pavilion, looking for the thoughtful little gift from Lengzhu's small cotton-padded jacket, but of course it was gone.

I go……

Zuo Lingquan blinked, his eyes were a little weird, and he looked at the charming beauty in his arms:

"Sister Yingying, you wouldn't eat Longyang Pill, would you?"

Cui Yingying couldn't suppress the evil fire in her heart, she knew that she must have eaten something like Longyang Pill, she got up from Zuo Lingquan's arms and sat next to her:

"What do you think of me like this? I closed my six senses to heal wounds and remove poison, and I didn't eat the medicine myself... You know the effect of this medicine, don't hold me like this, I... feel very uncomfortable..."

Zuo Lingquan's unethical expression disappeared, and turned to seriousness and concern:

"The medicinal effect of Longyang Pill is very domineering. It is said that the medicinal properties last for seven days and seven nights, and it will take effect at one point..."

"I know."

Cui Yingying did not look at Zuo Lingquan's eyes, she tried her best to look like she was "under control":

"If you don't move, I can hold it down, don't worry."

Press it for what?

Zuo Lingquan sat up straighter and said seriously:

"The fire of the heart is strong, but it is not an ordinary hardship. Strong pressure is harmful to the body..."

Seeing Zuo Lingquan's tone, Cui Yingying didn't understand what he was thinking, and her eyes were slightly annoyed:

"What do you mean? You can't see the deity suffering, and want to be the antidote for the deity?"

If Zuo Lingquan didn't have such thoughts, would he still be called a man?

But it would be too lustful to say it directly, he smiled and said:

"Sister Yingying is not happy, how can I feel bad, I'm just discussing with Sister Yingying."

Cui Yingying said dissatisfiedly: "What can we discuss? I promised to get closer to you in private, and you are going to use the donkey on the slope..."

"I don't have such a hobby of going on a donkey, no, I don't mean it... I just saw that Sister Yingying was uncomfortable, so I just said it casually."

"Don't even think about that kind of thing."

Cui Yingying mentioned the gift of human relations, showing a bit of shyness:

"I... No matter how I say it, I still have a master and a lot of disciples and grandchildren. Even if I don't need others to call the shots, I still have to let me know. How can I just do things like this... I'll talk about it later..."

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly and said with concern:

"What now?"

Cui Yingying frowned slightly: "I've said it later, what else do you want to do?"

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand to put his arms around Sister Yingying's shoulder, and said warmly:

"Bosuozhou is a land of wrongs, and the drug has confused the mind. If something goes wrong, it's not a trivial matter, and Sister Yingying is struggling, and it's really uncomfortable. You have to think of a solution."

Cui Yingying twisted her shoulders: "How else can this be solved? You...don't mess around."

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and leaned into Cui Yingying's ear:

"I need to vent when I have a strong heart, but it doesn't necessarily mean that, um... Sister Yingying can do it herself..."

muttering...

Cui Yingying listened, her face turned red, she first glanced at her fair fingers, then raised her hand and smashed it on Zuo Lingquan's chest, with a solemn expression:

"Nonsense! How could this deity do that kind of thing? People in the practice pay attention to pure heart and few desires and keep themselves clean. You... who are you deity? Why don't you let Shangguan Yutang solve it by himself?"

Zuo Lingquan knew that Sister Yingying would be annoyed, he said seriously:

"It's urgent to follow the right, it is to regulate the breath, not to be driven by desires to entertain oneself; and you and I know about this matter..."

"Impossible! Kill me, I wouldn't do that kind of thing."

"Then let me help Sister Yingying..."

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand through the bend of Cui Yingying's leg and took her into his arms, sliding his hand up along the ankle very skillfully.

"Eh?!"

Cui Yingying was stunned for a moment. She didn't understand what Zuo Lingquan meant by 'help her'.

"Zuo Lingquan! Don't go too far...I...have said that you can't do it now. If you dare to mess around, I will throw you out!"

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were pure, without any evil thoughts. Seeing that Sister Yingying had misunderstood, he thought about it for a while, took out the blindfold of Qingwan seam from Linglong Pavilion, covered his eyes, and said:

"Sister Yingying, you can just think that I don't exist. I don't have any traditional Chinese medicine. I can stick to my mind and will never take advantage of others' dangers; even if I want to do that kind of thing, I will wait until Sister Yingying is willing..."

"Then what do you want to do now?"

"Help Sister Yingying touch and adjust her breath."

Zuo Lingquan put his left hand around Cui Yingying's plump and soft body, and his right hand slipped over the black stockings on his leg to the top of his knee...

"Hey, don't..."

Cui Yingying felt like she had been struck by lightning, her legs were tightly together, her hand was pressing the big hand under the skirt, trying to avoid it.

But she was full of spring water and had nowhere to vent. When she was touched like this, she lost her strength and said almost in a begging tone:

"Ling Quan, don't be like this, I'm really fine, don't need help... uu..."

A whisper like an electric shock.

Cui Yingying quickly covered her mouth, embarrassed and anxious; even through the underwear, the indescribable touch made her mind go blank for a moment.

Zuo Lingquan was wearing a thin blindfold, but he could actually see all the reactions of Sister Yingying with his divine sense; however, in order to make her relax, he still sat upright, pretending that he couldn't see anything, and said softly:

"Don't be nervous, relax."

How could Cui Yingying relax? She covered her mouth tightly, leaned her upper body back, looked at the peach blossom tree above, her hair fell to the ground.

Her eyes were full of shyness and nervousness, her legs under the skirt stomped lightly in the air, her waist kept twisting and dodging, she couldn't even speak, but she didn't know what to do.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Zuo Lingquan's fingertips were moist, just like touching hot tofu that was just out of the pan, and it was even a little hot.

He tried his best to be light and calm, and he also talked gossip to let Sister Yingying relax:

"I talked about peach blossom poetry just now, but I remembered a story. It was said that there used to be a scholar surnamed Tang who met a maid named Qiuxiang when he was holding a temple fair..."

How could Cui Yingying hear these soft words at this moment.

As the head of the Nine Sects, and the ancestor of the Xian Family with tens of thousands of disciples, Cui Yingying used to be casual and still maintained the aura of a master; but at this time, this aura has disappeared.

Cui Yingying's face was flushed, shy, and tearful. She was no different from a seventeen- or eight-year-old girl. She had softened into a spring water. She covered her lips with her hands and twisted in the man's arms like a snake. But it can't stop the gradual weakness of the body.

Cui Yingying couldn't accept such a shameful thing at all, but Zuo Lingquan sat blindfolded and gossiped, which finally comforted her.

After fighting against the demon for a long time, Cui Yingying was still defeated, and the resistance gradually diminished under the gentle touch of her fingertips.

She deceived herself and pretended that Zuo Lingquan really couldn't see her reaction, bit her lower lip, winked like silk, and gradually relaxed her body and mind.

Once you let go of your perseverance, there is no turning back.

Cui Yingying fell into a state of absent-mindedness in an instant, not knowing what she was doing or where she was, she just followed her body's instinct and let out bursts of coquettish murmurs...——

The words are divided into two parts.

Wangchuan City, the residence of Yin and Yang Immortal Palace.

The terraces and courtyards formed one after another, and several Yin-Yang Immortal Palace disciples went back and forth between the corridors, whispering to each other, talking about the anecdote that made the whole Wangchuan City fry the pot:

"Even if the battlefield is robbed, how can it be possible to slay monsters while crossing the calamity? This rumor is too false..."

"Young master said it himself! The young master has always been unsmiling and calm, but this time he came back to visit friends, and he told everyone about his experience with that sword immortal to slash the Snow Wolf King, how could it be fake..."

"If that's the case, this Sword Immortal, I'm afraid he is a real immortal..."

...

At the rear of the station, is the residence of the Yingyang Immortal Palace master and his heirs, and the most central courtyard is the residence of Miss Qiu.

The courtyard is elegant and surrounded by green water. In the middle is a tall building. There is no one moving around in the building. Only the sound of hitting objects can be heard from the top floor:

dong dong dong

dong dong dong

The top floor is a spacious performance hall with no sundries. Through the windows on all sides, you can have a bird's-eye view of Wangchuan City.

At this time, in the center of the Martial Arts Hall, there was a wooden figure that had aged, to be precise, a puppet.

The puppets were built by the Xian family, and they were expensive to build. They could do offensive and defensive actions. Generally, only wealthy disciples with strong backgrounds would use this thing as a foundation in the early stage of cultivation.

The normal puppets are all lumps, but this one is special wearing black armor, and there is a portrait attached to the head, on which is a arrogant female fairy, you can vaguely see a bit of Ling Ye's charm.

Miss Qiu was wearing a white military uniform, with wrist guards tied to her arms, performing martial arts in front of the puppets, with a valiant boxing style. Her expression was also very good, just like facing a real powerful enemy.

However, the light action is not to feel distressed about the opponent, but this puppet, which can resist the beating of the disciples at the peak of Linggu at most. She is a monk in the middle stage of the jade rank, and she shattered with a little force.

Yunzhi stood outside the martial arts hall, watching Miss Qiu fight with the puppet all day, her eyes were a little helpless, and she recalled the scenes from previous years.

When they were in the Nine Sects, Miss Qiu and Shangguan Lingye were about the same age. They were both talented and had strong backgrounds.

However, Shangguan Lingye's talent is too domineering, and he was born with the five elements of heaven and earth. He does not need to use tricks to guide the flow of spiritual energy. To put it simply, his skills are faster than those of martial arts, and he is basically invincible in a heads-up match.

As for Miss Qiu's talent for perceiving yin and yang to control the world, it is not much different from being placed under the jade rank, and she is hanged and beaten with Shangguan Lingye without exception.

In the past, every time she lost, Miss Qiu would lock herself in the martial arts hall and beat this tailor-made puppet to inspire her anger to become stronger, and one day she would be ashamed.

Unfortunately, after returning to the door to find the place, Miss Qiu went to Huajunzhou, and Shangguan Lingye also went to the mortal world.

At first, Miss Qiu would take this puppet out for practice, but as her realm climbed and her mind matured, this thing became a collectible, and her former victories faded.

But Yunzhi never dreamed that more than 80 years later, the two would meet again, and Niuniu would be crushed by Shangguan Lingye again inhumanely!

The old and new grudges came together, and they couldn't find the place again. Niuniu was naturally mad. After she came back, she didn't say a word, she locked herself in the martial arts hall again, and found this old puppet to vent her anger.

But playing puppets when you were young can sharpen your physical and martial skills, and now you are a Jade Rank Immortal Venerable. Isn't playing this thing a pure waste of time?

Yunzhi watched for a long time, but she couldn't stand it any longer, so she could only persuade:

"Niuniu, don't bother with that woman, she is deliberately angering you with Zuo Jianxian, if you are really angry, wouldn't it be in your hands?"

Qiu Niuniu and the wooden puppet attacked and defended each other, and responded flatly:

"Zuo Lingquan is doing me a favor for the sake of being the righteous one, and it has nothing to do with her. She came over after the event, without saying hello in advance, and directly called Zuo Jianxian 'Xianggong' in public. Showing off in front of..."

"Yeah, didn't she just find a good husband, what's the big deal, my Niuniu is not a little worse than her, and if she finds a Taoist in the future, she will not be better than that Zuo Jianxian..."

Yunzhi wanted to say 'it won't be worse than Zuo Lingquan', but when it came to her mouth, she really didn't have the confidence to say it. Zuo Lingquan's aura in Xuelang Mountain was as good as the old swordsman. , only the leaders of the continents can be compared; Niuniu, a little girl who is only a hundred years old, can't marry a thousand-year-old man like Jiang Chengjian, right?

For this reason, Yunzhi could only change his mouth and said: "I see Zuo Jian's immortal Tao is iron-like, with a clear distinction between good and evil, his swordsmanship is also the best in the world, and his appearance is even more handsome. Such an excellent young man is not considered a high-ranking person to match the Peach Blossom Lord. ; I heard that Taohua Zun followed him a few days ago, I really doubt Taohua Zun took the initiative... How could he like Ling Ye's girl's film?"

Miss Qiu can't figure it out either:

"Zuo Lingquan seems to have a decisive temperament, and he should not be interested in beauty, but when Zuo Lingquan met Shangguan Lingye, he seemed to have a meaning of 'strong women and weak men'. Shangguan Lingye is powerful. , but it's not as outrageous as Zuo Lingquan, so you shouldn't be afraid of her. I guess... I guess it's Shangguan Lingye who invites the Valkyrie to come out, and Zuo Lingquan will endure the humiliation and marry Shangguan Lingye as his wife..."

Yunzhi nodded slightly: "It's quite possible...but we know there's nothing we can do. The Valkyrie is no lower than the old swordsman. Her son-in-law appointed by the old man, we invite the old swordsman to come forward, but we won't be able to grab it..."

grab? !

Miss Qiu made a move and frowned slightly:

"Yunzhi, what do you mean? Take Zuo Lingquan back for what?"

Yunzhi hurriedly smiled and said, "Haha... I just casually say ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ it doesn't make any sense."

Miss Qiu beat the puppet again, thought about it and said:

"Zi Feng is injured and can't go out to do errands for the time being. There is a shortage of people in the team. You can walk around Wangchuan City and see if you can contact Zuo Jianxian. Ask him and Miss Xie to come over and take the place of Wu Xiu."

Yunzhi naturally has no opinion on this matter. After all, Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao can fight more than Zi Feng, and it is much safer to fight demons together.

However, she was a little suspicious about Miss Qiu's motives:

"Niuniu, Zuo Jianxian is Shangguan Lingye's Taoist companion. What do you mean by calling him here... Are you really going to grab food from the tiger's mouth?"

Miss Qiu's eyes were helpless: "What is a tiger's mouth to grab food? I, Qiu Youyou, can rob a man from her? I called Zuo Lingquan, just to find out, if he was really forced by the power of the Valkyrie, he became Shangguan Lingye. His Taoist companion, as a fellow Taoist who shares weal and woe, naturally wants to help him. Such a man, and a swordsman, should stand tall in the sky and look down on the heroes, how can he force a smile on a woman?”

Yunzhi nodded slightly, feeling reasonable...