After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 113|Little Peach Blossom

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Inside the image stone.

Qiao Wan, who was completely unaware that she had done something dishonorable, stood up very naturally after adjusting her breath, and politely said to Fang Lingqing: "Friend Fang Xian, let's go."

Fang Lingqing was deeply shocked by what he just said. She stood there without saying a word. After a while, she frowned strangely: "Lu Cixian, has anyone ever said that you are actually very good?" Like a girl."

He has been holding these words in his heart for a long time!

Fang Lingqing glanced at Qiao Wan, although his reason told him that he was a serious man in front of him, and he had been personally verified by everyone on Huazuo Peak. But every time he got along with "Lu Cixian", he always had a lingering weird feeling in his heart.

I can't tell you what's weird about it. All in all, Lu Cixian is different from other men he has come into contact with. Every move, inside and outside is different. For example, his passionate "confession" to Master Miaofa just now solidified the strange feeling in his heart.

The young man's eyes are very clear, and it is true that his clarification is very sincere, but how can any gentleman say so seriously that he admires such and such a gentleman!

But if you say, this person in front of you is a girl, Fang Lingqing gritted his teeth, Lu Cixian has more money than him, do you think this is a girl? !

Faced with Fang Lingqing's confusion, Qiao Wan didn't panic at all. Not only did she not panic, she was also very calm.

Before walking around wearing this vest, Qiao Wan was already prepared to be asked this question. It was his first time as a man and he was not very experienced yet. It was normal for him to feel uncomfortable.

This vest is safe and secure. You don’t have to worry about losing it for a while. Qiao Wan stopped and asked naturally: "Why do you think so?"

Fang Lingqing found that she couldn't answer this.

It just looks like it. Is this a valid reason?

He must be crazy.

Glancing again at the slender and tall young man in front of him, Fang Lingqing silently rubbed his forehead. The next second, a guess suddenly slipped through his mind.

Since it cannot be a girl, there is actually another possibility.

Unless...

Fang Lingqing looked deeply at Qiao Wan, and her thoughts began to race.

Unless Lu Cixian has the habit of Longyang!

Yes!

After all, he was born in the Fang family of Qingwuzhou, and he also had a lot of knowledge. An idea flashed in Fang Lingqing's mind. He remembered that unscrupulous clan brother and his foster male pet, who was almost five years old than Lu Cixian. Sixty percent likeness!

Thinking back to the passionate confession just now, the corners of the young man's mouth twitched, and his whole person felt a little messy.

He must not have discovered some ulterior secret by accident.

Looking at Qiao Wan walking in front, Fang Lingqing's eyes were very subtle and complicated.

He has a good family background and a high level of cultivation. He is considered a handsome and handsome man of heaven. What if Lu Cixian wants to anally anally him? What will he do?

It’s better not to think too much.

Fang Lingqing trembled, shook her head quickly, shook off this terrible thought, quickened her pace, and kept up with Qiao Wan.

It's fun to farm monsters and grab heads, but as time goes by, there are fewer people and monsters in the fantasy world, and it's not as easy to farm as it was at the beginning.

Qiao Wan and Fang Lingqing bumped into several groups of monks along the way.

Everyone looked very wary. After assessing the strength of both sides, no one took action. A few monks took the initiative to extend an olive branch and asked if they wanted to form a team.

There are a total of three days from entering the secret realm to the end of the secret realm.

The jade plate showed that nearly two hours had passed. At this time, the monks in the fantasy world also began to spontaneously form groups, of course, like Xie Xingzhi, Bai Shanhu and Meng Canglang, which made people envious It doesn't count the **** that makes my teeth itch.

The leader of the group of monks who asked questions was named Liu. They included monks, Taoists and Confucianism cultivators.

Leader Liu looked calm: "We all go together on this journey, so we can have someone to look after us. What do you think, Fellow Daoist Fang and Fellow Daoist Lu?"

It’s still a long time before the end of the secret realm, and it’s definitely not enough for the two of them to get some head points.

Fang Lingqing and Qiao Wan thought it over and decided to go with this group first.

"I've heard of you." The person who spoke was a young female cultivator in the team.

After completing a very beautiful cooperation, the girl wiped the blood on her sword and raised her eyes at Qiao Wan with a friendly smile.

The female figure has fair skin, is pretty, pretty, and has a pair of innocent droopy eyes. Her lower eyelashes are black and slender, and she smiles very sweetly.

"My surname is Chu, and my name is Chu Tongzheng." Chu Tongzheng blinked, looked at Qiao Wan, and smiled sweetly.

"Are you that Lu Cixian?"

The fighting in the fantasy world is so fierce. A beautiful and gentle girl can be very soothing, especially a girl like Chu Tongzheng. She is good-looking and gentle, works neatly, and is not squeamish. She is especially popular in the squad.

It's a pity that such a popular girl actually fell in love with Qiao Wan, and her conversation was very intimate.

Qiao Wan was not stupid. She immediately noticed something was wrong. After Chu Tongzheng left, she took a moment and turned around and asked Fang Lingqing: "Do you think there is something wrong with this fellow Daoist Chu?"

Fang Lingqing thought for a moment that Lu Cixian was mocking.

But the young man's eyes were dark and translucent, as if he was seriously considering him for advice.

Fang Lingqing was very angry and said sincerely: "I think there may be something wrong with you."

For example, cut sleeves.

Haven’t you seen the envious and jealous looks in other people’s eyes? !

Although Fang Lingqing is a little envious, she has to admit that there is a reason why Chu Tongzheng prefers to get close to Lu Cixian. After all, among this group of people, only Lu Cixian has the best appearance. Now Beautiful young men like Lu Cixian are popular in the world of cultivation. Disciples from aristocratic families with such grace and grace are no longer popular.

Maybe women understand women.

While squatting by the river and taking off his shirt to clean the wound, Qiao Wan looked at the young man reflected in the river and felt deeply that this fellow Taoist Chu must have ulterior motives.

Although she does have a pretty face, Qiao Wan touched her face and thought very self-awarely, but it is not like falling in love at first sight.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, are you here?"

At this moment, a soft voice came.

Qiao Wan squatted by the river and turned around to take a look.

When he saw Chu Tong approaching to collect money, the girl walked all the way to him and smiled: "I've been looking for you for a long time."

This illusion also changes from time to time.

It was midnight at this time, the clouds dispersed in the sky and the moon came out, the moonlight was bright and clean.

Chu Tongzheng smiled slightly. He obviously had an innocent and tender face, but when he smiled, there seemed to be a flirtatious expression at the end of his eyes.

"Friend Lu, are you cleaning the wound?" Chu Tongzheng opened his eyes and asked with concern, "Why is it hurt so badly?"

The girl's eyes ran across Qiao Wan's chest intentionally or unintentionally, and she bent her eyes and smiled.

Oh, my abdominal muscles and chest muscles are pretty strong.

As if he thought of something, Chu Tongzheng took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and smiled at Qiao Wan: "I'm not afraid of making you laugh, Fellow Daoist Lu. Although you can't bring anything with you in this illusion, this bottle of medicine is what I just bought." Refined, it can promote blood circulation and muscle growth. If you don’t mind it, Fellow Daoist Lu, just use it.”

Qiao Wan looked very upright: "It's okay, the injury is not serious, the spiritual energy here is strong, and it will heal in a while."

"How can you say that?" Chu Tongzheng looked surprised, quickened his pace, walked to Qiao Wan, and stretched out his hand.

The slender hand fell on the wound made by the good disciple before.

The wound went all the way down the back, the flesh was exposed, and the bones were visible deep.

"This hurts so much." Chu Tongzheng whispered, his slender and soft fingers slipped, and the fingertips swirled on the smooth skin next to him.

Qiao Wan froze.

Chu Tongzheng lowered his eyes and raised them, his eyes sparkling.

She has practiced this posture for the longest time and the most times. It looks the softest, innocent and pitiful, and she has basically never missed it. Meizong's senior sister once said that with such a delicate and soft voice, coupled with such innocent droopy eyes, no one can refuse her as long as she is a man.

On the way, she successfully blended into the team with this attitude and rubbed several heads.

Until I saw this young man.

The immortal bones are heroic and the wind spirit is tall and graceful.

Seeing Chu Tongzheng's heart was filled with excitement and excitement.

With such a serious look, Chu Tongzheng blinked and sighed in his heart, it is so cute, and I heard that the capital seems to be pretty good?

What they, Meizong, practice is the yin and yang method, which is commonly known as cheating. However, unlike other sisters of Meizong, Chu Tongzheng feels that he is quite picky, and most people still look down on him. Although I was traveling with Leader Liu and others, they were all uninterested along the way.

But when he saw Qiao Wan, Chu Tongzheng finally became interested.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Chu Tongzheng thought to himself, this Lu Cixian seems to have taken a lot of heads, and there is plenty of spiritual energy in his dantian.

Wouldn’t it be nice if I could have a romantic relationship with him and inhale some spiritual energy at the same time?

With this crazy idea in mind, Chu Tongzheng came closer, blinking his innocent drooping eyes, the little white rabbit wrapped in his clothes gently pressed close to Qiao Wan's back, and breathed out into his ears, the air was like orchid.

Although he could tell that this fellow Daoist Chu had no good intentions, the moment the girl pressed against his back, Qiao Wan froze, and she couldn't help but... blush.

The heat on my face kept rising until it turned red into a big tomato.

Coming! Is this what the male protagonist of a cultivation novel must experience when a beautiful woman throws himself into his arms?

"Hey!" Chu Tongzheng seemed to have noticed something, and exclaimed in a low voice, "Friend Lu, why are your faces so red?"

It's night, and there's a full moon in the sky, shining brightly.

The girl was very close, so close that Qiao Wan could clearly see her plump lips.

The girl's plump lips slowly came closer and closer, closer and closer.

So...so soft.

The little rabbit pressed against my chest is so soft! QAQ

The moonlight is like wine, the evening wind is swaying gently, and the sound of the wind is like an ambiguous whisper.

For a moment, Qiao Wan felt that she was drunk too, and all she could think of was how soft she was.

Everywhere is soft.

Are all girls who have never exercised so weak?

Chu Tongzheng put his arms around Qiao Wan's neck and sat on his lap.

Full of sweetness.

The girl's drooping eyes seemed to be filled with the glistening moonlight as she stared at Qiao Wan.

Seeing a faint blush on the boy's fair face, Chu Tongzheng licked the corners of his lips, revealing a bit of incommensurate coquettishness on his innocent and innocent face.

Hey, she knew that no one could resist their Mei Zong technique.

Thinking about this, Chu Tongzheng's free hand slid down Qiao Wan's shoulder.

The shoulders are broad.

Nice chest muscles.

Narrow waist.

Fingertips continue to go down along the waistline and tap lightly.

I just don’t know if the spiritual energy in this Dantian is enough for her to absorb.

On the Flower Peak.

Left Image dutifully followed Qiao Wan, Fang Lingqing and the others all the way without stopping.

So, the ambiguous scene of you and me in front of the flowers and under the moon, preparing to have sex, was projected on the shadow stone without any concealment.

Seeing Chu Tongzheng's white and tender fingertips about to slide into the boy's waistband, in an instant, the entire Flower Seat Peak froze in uniform, and the next second, it exploded.