After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

The atmosphere was too silent and embarrassing. Qiao Wan swallowed and stumbled and took the initiative to speak, trying to dilute the awkward atmosphere a little: "Pre...Senior, I'm fine."

After he finished speaking, he waited anxiously for Miao Fa's response.

When Miaofa heard the sound, she raised her head, glanced at Qiao Wan, and closed her eyes again for some reason: "Let's go."

After speaking, he raised his hand cleanly and cut off his consciousness.

The plain, the sea, and the linden tree quickly receded. Qiao Wan's eyes were full of flowers, and when she opened her eyes, she was still in front of the dim and dilapidated little black house.

Done.

The sandalwood and **** smell still remained in his mouth, Qiao Wan stayed for a while, silently banging his head against the wall.

bang bang bang-

what a shame ORZ

bang bang bang-

Thinking of the picture in the sea of ​​consciousness dream, Qiao Wan's face flushed red. Although it's true that he has known Senior Miaofa for a long time, he patiently comforted her, who was crying with snot and tears, but she never thought about men and women.

Qiao Wan's mouth twitched at the thought of the Buddha's solemn treasure and broad chest muscles.

The main thing is that it is too sacred and solemn! Who would be in love with Buddha!

However, just now, her tongue slapped her Miaofa lips wildly.

Qiao Wan closed her eyes in pain and continued to smash her head against the wall.

bang bang bang-

Anyway, after forging the body, her head is iron, and it is not a big problem to bump it.

While bumping, Qiao Wan continued to struggle.

To be honest, she didn't really care about the loss of the first kiss. Instead of minding the first kiss, she was embarrassed because she didn't know how to deal with Miaofa in the future. Miaofa's original intention was not to dump each other with her. The lips, just the anger of the sea-conscious heart demon's murderous impulse, want to chew and eat the fresh flesh and blood in front of him.

Thinking of this, a feeling of guilt arises spontaneously, and Qiao Wan silently hugs her head.

She doesn't care about this, it doesn't mean that Miaofa doesn't care about it.

Maybe because the Buddha's light of Miaofa is too dazzling, and the temperament is too serious, misunderstanding caused Miaofa to break the precept, Qiao Wan shivered, feeling extremely guilty and stressed.

After hitting his head, Qiao Wan lay on the bed and silently looked up at the starry sky.

In addition to the overwhelming guilt, thinking of the scenes in the sea of ​​consciousness dream, there is another strange feeling that slowly rises from the body.

The chest is close, the lips () and the teeth () are intertwined.

Although she didn't read any books like R18 before crossing the border, only Pei Chunzheng had Qiao Wan's real experience. Pei Chunzheng had never kissed her. The only time he kissed her was in the mirage of the mudstone secret realm.

It turns out that **** () desire is like food () desire. Men and women are violently entangled, and they can't help but want to devour each other.

It turns out that there is such a strong feeling between men and women.

And these intimacy and ambiguous, she has never experienced.

Thinking of this, Qiao Wan's eyes dimmed, suddenly a little dazed, she pursed her lips silently, and her heart filled with a little unnoticeable stagnation.

It is not because of Pei Chunzheng, nor because of Pei Chunzheng.

Mainly because I felt that I was really a bad pen before, a 24K pure evil pen.

Thinking of this, Qiao Wan quickly shook her head, put aside these messy thoughts, sank her heart, and carefully stroked it again.

His Holiness has no love between men and women for her. Since it has nothing to do with love between men and women, there is nothing to be embarrassed about.

Love love love will only affect the speed of her sword!

After he figured it out, Qiao Wan raised her hand to wipe the blood that hit her forehead, closed her eyes again, crossed her legs and fell silent. The next morning, she sorted it out and rushed to find Li Sentence.

This time I used a large size.

When the trumpet was busy discussing the Fa conference, Qiao Wan took some consciousness and brought the trumpet back to the Injustice Academy.

In the academy, there was no need to hide anymore, Qiao Wan rarely found out some pink jade butterflies that she liked, put it on her head, and walked into the "Library Building" in the morning light.

The man had long been sitting at the table waiting, with a cup of tea in his hand, and a book spread on the table.

Qiao Wan politely stepped forward and saluted: "Senior."

Li Ju raised his eyes: "Sit down."

Seeing that the tea in Li Ping's cup had basically run out, Qiao Wan picked up the teapot and refilled it. Then he sat down and asked, "What is the matter with the senior looking for me?"

Li Ju raised his eyes and glanced at Qiao Wan: "Is the Sanzhuan Bodhi Pill still there?"

Li Juan came to find her to advance.

Now that I have obtained the three-turn Bodhi Pill specially issued by the Great Bright Hall, I should eat it quickly and practice quickly.

When it comes to business, Qiao Wan also quickly nodded in response, and took out the small white bottle from her arms.

Li Junmie looked at the little white bottle: "Who do you want to give this bottle of medicine? Lu Cixian, or Qiao Wan?"

Qiao Wan tangled for a while, then thought about it and said, "Lu Cixian."

In the end, the trumpet still has to return to the original body. If you want to continue to go on at the Fa seminar, you must be willing to invest.

Li Juing obviously agreed with her choice: "If that's the case, let's start, and I'll take care of it later."

After swallowing the three-turn Bodhi Pill, Qiao Wan sat down cross-legged and digested.

The medicinal herbs entered the stomach, and there were no adverse reactions. There seemed to be a heat flow in the dantian, which kept flowing to the limbs and bones, which was very warm and comfortable.

It is this heat flow that is "reforming" the monks' bodies.

Absorbing spiritual energy, removing the succulents and saving the essences, is also a technical task for the monks. Most of the geniuses in the general population are those who are born close to the spiritual energy, absorb it well, and digest it well.

And the three-turn Bodhi Pill can promote people to sympathize with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Qiao Wan stabilized her mind and guided the heat to walk around the meridians all over the body. Every time she passed, the exhaustion of her whole body seemed to be gently caressed by a hand. The perception of the surrounding spiritual energy seems to be a little more sensitive, and the thin spiritual energy in the air is consciously guided by her, and drills closely into the skin.

At this moment, Qiao Wan vaguely had a foreboding.

She might be getting better.

At the same time as Qiao Wan meditated into silence, Li Juing calmly looked at the girl in front of him. When he first came in, it seemed that something was not right, but at this time, the air on his body sank again. Slow, down-to-earth, step-by-step cultivation is quite rare for a monk of this age.

Much like.

Li Juan watched and thought.

He was very like the man he remembered with a calm demeanor, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry, but when he got into a fight, he was very vicious.

Build the foundation layer and break through.

Qiao Wan opened her eyes with joy: "Senior! I've advanced!"

After the foundation of the Cen family was established for one day, she did not show any signs of advancement. Now that she has finally climbed up a small realm, Qiao Wan couldn't help laughing excitedly.

This time, the advancement came naturally, without any effort.

Li Ju raised the corner of his lips and smiled, his voice was low and pleasant: "Congratulations."

Seeing that Qiao Wan successfully advanced, Li Ju stood up and did not intend to stay any longer, so he specially gave Qiao Wan time to digest: "I'll go see Lu Yao and the others."

As soon as Li Ping left, Qiao Wan closed her eyes and continued to digest the heat in her body with full energy.

But suddenly a white fog rose again in front of him.

Joe was stunned for a moment.

In a dream?

After being stunned for a second, Qiao Wan immediately found the reason for herself.

It seems that he has just advanced, and both **** and spirit are just in a period of excitement, and he is unknowingly matching someone's dream.

Lifting his footsteps, Qiao Wan followed the white mist all the way forward.

The white fog gradually dissipated, revealing the back of the master of the dream.

When he saw the back, Qiao Wan instantly froze in place.

That was Zhou Yan.

This back, she will never admit wrong.

This is Zhou Yan's dream.

In this dream, it's not Yuqing Peak, it's not Kunshan, it's a small mountain village that looks a little familiar. The village is located at the foot of the mountain. There are not too many people in the village. This mortal dynasty is still prosperous, and the village is still relatively prosperous.

The man's white hair was scattered, and he silently faced the field, and under Zhou Yan's eyes, there was a thin yellow-haired girl who was waving this nail and rake to turn over the potatoes. The movements were very clean and neat. A few big, chubby sweet potatoes came out.

Huang Mao Qiao squatted on the ground late, picked up the potato, held it in her arms, walked in front of Zhou Yan, raised her head and glanced at the sword immortal in front of him, who was as white as snow.

Isn't this when she was a child?

Qiao Wan was dumbfounded.

After her divine consciousness broke through Nascent Soul, she still had a little impression of this memory. At that time, Zhou Yan was determined to accept her as his apprentice. In order to show his respect for this immortal master, Huang Maoqiao specially picked up two sweet potatoes from his own farm and brought them back to cook as a tribute.

Huang Maoqiao held a few potatoes in her arms and walked on the ridge with Zhou Yan.

After all, Zhou Yan is the consciousness of the spirit transformation period.

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the man on the ridge to turn around suddenly and shouted, "Who?!"

broken.

Qiao Wan's heart suddenly burst, and she quickly stepped back and went out!

But it was still a step too late, and it collided with Zhou Yan's line of sight.

Immediately following, she clearly saw the shock and disbelief in Zhou Yan's eyes. At this moment, the expression in the man's eyes changed a little, and suddenly turned into a little tiredness.

Before he could think about it, Qiao Wan didn't dare to delay for a second, and hurriedly withdrew with a beating heart.

When he opened his eyes, Qiao Wan was confused.

Since that time on the execution platform, she hadn't seen Zhou Yan, why did she stray into Zhou Yan's dream.

What was even more unexpected was that in Zhou Yan's dream there was still her, with a yellow hair on her head, waving a nail and raking potatoes.

Seeing Zhou Yan again, seeing this familiar and cold body, Qiao Wan's nose almost uncontrollably soured, she quickly blinked her eyes, calmed her mind, continued to calm down, meditated cross-legged, and tried not to think too much.

However, he couldn't calm down when he meditated next time. He didn't use the tuba for too long, so Qiao Wan simply continued to digest and meditate on the tuba in the room, switched back to the tuba, and walked out of the library.

Li Ju should be giving Lvyao and the others a few lectures at this time. The few acres of land at the door have been ignored recently, and a lot of weeds have grown.

Thinking of the picture in the sea of ​​consciousness dream, Qiao Wan decisively turned around and walked into another thatched hut, and came out with a sickle.

When you are cranky, you might as well find something to do for yourself.

Before she was brought to Kunshan by Zhou Yan, she lived alone. When it comes to farming and picking manure, Qiao Wan can proudly hold her chest and say that she is definitely a good player! At that time, her dream was to be a good woman who was diligent and thrifty and to marry Lu Tieniu in the village.

Rolling up his sleeves, Qiao Wan carried the sickle and cut it with a click. After cutting the weeds, feeding the chickens and ducks, she was very busy and happy.

Not far away, the exclamation of an unjust disciple suddenly sounded.

"Respect, Reverend?"

Joe looked up late.

At a glance, I saw a Buddha dressed in a jade-colored cassock with Bao Yunguang walking slowly over, his brows and eyes were extremely cold and solemn, like green lotuses blooming in a knife bush.

Joe Night: ! ! !

On Yuqing Peak.

The white-haired Sword Immortal slowly opened his eyes.

In the dream it was Qiao Wan.

Zhou Yan sat in the Yuqing Palace, closed his eyes, and was silent for a long time, without saying a word.

Until a light footsteps suddenly sounded, accompanied by a clear and sweet female voice.

"Master."

Zhou Yan opened his eyes, and his eyes reflected the soft and sweet little apprentice in front of him: "Smile."

Mu Xiaoxiao blinked and looked at Zhou Yan with concern, and asked hesitantly, "Master has nightmares again?"

Ever since Junior Sister Qiao Wan betrayed her teacher, because of her guilt, every time Master meditates, she often falls into a state of mind and magic. .

Zhou Yan obviously didn't want to talk about this more, and nodded slightly, then took over the topic, Mu Xiaoxiao stepped forward cautiously, knelt down and sat down, resting his head on Zhou Yan's knee.

Zhou Yan froze slightly, and a sigh escaped from his lips, but he still raised his hand and touched the top of the girl's hair.

On the other side, in front of the Yuqing Palace.

Pei Chunzheng's voice was cold: "Is the real person Yuqing here?"

Xiao Song, who was guarding the gate, had long recognized the extraordinary relationship between Senior Brother Pei and Senior Sister Mu, and said with a smile: "Zhenzhen and Senior Sister Mu are currently in the side hall. Does Senior Brother want to find Zhenren?"

Pei Chunzheng: "Some fellow initiates are about which one."

After arriving at Xie with Komatsu, the boy picked up his steps and walked towards the side hall.

Walking down the corridor, Pei Chunzheng paused for a while and stood still.

The door to the side hall was not closed, and the scene inside could be clearly seen through the half-closed door.

The girl's head rested on Zhou Yan's lap.

Clothes are intertwined.

Intimacy is overdone.

It may be because he was in the Yuqing Palace that Zhou Yan did not release his consciousness.

After realizing this, Pei Chunzheng pursed his lips and hugged Jingxuejian tightly, and walked out of the side hall.

Smile.

The undercurrent between Mu Xiaoxiao and Zhou Yan was surging, the indiscernible affection between men and women, he actually faintly felt a little bit.

But looking at the scene in front of him, there was no unwillingness and jealousy in his imagination. Pei Chunzheng didn't know why, and suddenly thought of Qiao Wan.

When he got along with Qiao Wan, what he saw most was the girl with a paralyzed face, wiped off the nosebleed and continued.

Qiao Wan seldom acts like a spoiled child. Aside from the fact that she is not afraid of death, Qiao Wan is actually very ordinary, no different from countless ordinary girls in this world. She superficially likes good-looking skins, silk satin, and bead hairpin rings. Pei, she was so ordinary that he didn't even think about anything else when he was with her.

In contact with people, she is not shrewd, but sincere.

He often saw her bow her head in embarrassment because she was a little closer to him, but secretly grinned with bright eyes.

Every time at this time, Pei Chunzheng would step forward, purse his lips, and hold her hand silently, as if he could hear the girl's intense heartbeat, but he still had to maintain a calm expression.

Thinking of this, Pei Chunzheng closed his eyes and calmed down.

Smiling is his only light, he swore.

As for Joey...

Does he regret it?

In the short few years of getting along, he did not give Qiao Wan the intimacy that men and women should have. Whenever she tentatively wanted to take this step and get closer to him, he would be coldly rejected by him. .

He might...

The young man's throat froze.

Some regrets.