Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

The third floor of the Sake Restaurant.

Looking at the girl in white on the opposite side who looks like a cold snow lotus, the elegant temperament is difficult to find, looks gentle and elegant, but in fact it is false, as long as it is changed back to a red clothes, I am afraid that it is a red and moving Ling Xiaohua, shining, climbing on him.

Yan Xueli's ill psychology made Fan Yunmo very panicked, especially when he thought of the cold whizzing feeling in his neck after he fell asleep, he always felt that there was a sword on his neck all the time.

The mood is mixed and difficult to let go.

After brewing for a long time, Fan Yunmo only said softly in the end: "It's time to go." Hearing

the word "go", the little fox hurriedly climbed on his head, because he was too lazy to walk by himself, so the little fox was particularly active at the moment, but he was panting halfway up and hanging on his waist, or Fan Yunmo held him lightly on his head, so as not to die of exhaustion.

Yan Xueli glanced at him, but nodded and smiled at Fan Yunmo, covering the pink veil again, leaving a pair of cold eyes outside.

When she left the restaurant, she held hands, and instead of looking at the road on one side, she looked directly at him.

Fan Yunmo naturally couldn't stand this kind of look and asked her: "Sister Xue Li, what do you want to say?"

Yan Xueli did not hide it, but said generously: "Yunmo, I want you to wear a veil as well."

He had a question mark on his face, pretending to be thinking seriously, and only after a long time did he smile back: "Forget it, how can I wear a veil as a man, won't I let others see the joke?"

"Whoever dares to laugh, I will kill."

Killing intent pervaded all around.

Hearing this, Fan Yunmo immediately rewarded her with a hand blade and slashed it on her head, although the strength was small, but it contained a little Heavenly Spring power, which still made Yan Xueli feel a burst of pain.

The killing intent dissipated, so that it did not affect innocent mortals.

He instructed on the spot: "Don't put the word killing on your lips, if you don't know, you still think that you are a disciple of the Demon Sect."

Yan Xueli didn't care, nor was she angry, just replied with a soft "oh", and then stared warily at the woman who was about to pass by from time to time.

Frightened, passers-by turned around and left.

Seeing this, Fan Yunmo smiled bitterly.

What can he do?

He was also helpless.

One is not a psychological healer, the other is that this "disease" is not another disease, possessiveness is a psychological problem, if you want to prescribe the right medicine, unless it is a god doctor Hua Tuo.

However, now his realm is pressing Yan Xueli, even if it is in a few years......... It is also her own that is suppressing her, which is the most simple and rude treatment that Fan Yunmo feels: if her strength is always stronger than that of the sick person, then she has no threat to herself.

..........

Streamers are fleeting.

The next day, soon it was the day of the Sword Sect's acceptance of disciples, and the scattered cultivators and ordinary people who had traveled thousands of miles rushed to the Tongtian Steps at the end of the Sword Holy City.

"Yun Mo, aren't we going?"

Inside the house by the window.

"Well, I want to wait until the Sword Sect Acceptance Ceremony is over before I go." Fan Yunmo said lightly, after all, he came to understand the supreme method of others, but he did not come to participate in the disciple acceptance ceremony.

Besides, now in the past, he took out the order to ask in person, it was completely self-destructing, and the master did not tell him how long he would go back, he thought that it would be okay to return to the sect later, but when he contacted the acceptance ceremony of his own sect a year later, Fan Yunmo suddenly felt that the master had seen through everything.

When the Yunling Sect accepts the disciple ceremony, he will definitely return to the sect with Yan Xueli, isn't that just telling himself in disguise that he only has a one-year deadline............

Fan Yunmo looked sideways at Yan Xueli, who was dressed in light tulle, a pair of straight and slender jade legs were hidden under the sheer skirt, very tempting, and asked: "Sister Xueli, do you want to go?"

"A little, because the test of the Sword Sect can not only test a person's qualifications, but maybe it can also obtain sword spirits or immortal swords from the two sword peaks, so that the strength will increase to a higher level."

Yan Xueli said his thoughts from the heart, after all, only when the strength becomes stronger, can he do the opposite, suppress Fan Yunmo while being sure to rank at the top of the Yunling Sect's disciple acceptance ceremony, not to disgrace Fan Yunmo, get the recognition of immortal masters, senior brothers and sisters, and worship into the Yunling Sect.

is that her current status is more embarrassing, and she cannot appear in front of the righteous world.

Fan Yunmo asked puzzled, "Sword Spirit? Isn't that something that will be bred by raising a sword yourself? "

Want to know?" Yan Xueli chuckled slightly, spring was shining, and the elegant style came, approached his eyes and pointed to the thin lips, as if he needed some form of expression: "Yun Mo, since the misunderstanding on Taoyuan Peak, you don't seem to have taken the initiative to kiss me."

Delicate, the petals stained with water droplets opened slightly, revealing the looming pink stamens, which for a moment and a half made him have a bold idea, that is, he wanted Yan Xueli to open his mouth to solve the matter of "burning eyebrows".

As soon as he thought of this, the little fox on his head quietly retreated, quickly slid down from behind him, and finally hid next to the bed only revealing a pair of fox eyes to observe secretly.

And Fan Yunmo looked at the delicious food personally delivered to the door, but there was no ambiguity, Yan Xueli may be used to it, like a treasure touching his face.

Akushui Iren.

The two handsome faces gradually approached.

Yan Xueli held his face and naturally stroked the back of his head, while Fan Yunmo put his hand on her willow waist, keeping to himself.

In an instant, the warm breath of each other blended thickly, and the two faint petals met, which still made Fan Yunmo feel soft and delicate, and even had a sweet taste on his thin lips.

I thought that Yan Xueli would keep his duty, and I didn't want to directly pry open the door of the room that he turned away.

An indescribable touch.

Fan Yunmo suddenly opened his eyes, but with the passage of time, the trembling of the atria could only be indulged in it, unable to extricate himself.

I don't know how long.

The little fox looked at it with relish, but he didn't understand why he used his mouth to coincide in addition to licking the same kind, could it be that both of them had delicious preserves hidden in their mouths?

He salivated and suddenly wanted to try it too.

Connected crystal white bridge draped curtain.

When the two stopped separating, they were both slightly panting, and their faces were stained with an unnatural blush, as if they were slightly drunk.

Yan Xueli opened her confused eyes, dissatisfied with this, and even sat directly on her body, facing the difficulties, moving the tip of her nose towards her neck.

Fan Yunmo noticed that it was not good, and hurriedly pushed her head away: "Eh, after Sister

Xueli........" To be honest, not only the mouth can't breathe, but even the chest is suppressed, if you don't use cultivation, I'm afraid Yan Xueli is the one who really suppresses himself.

It took a long time to calm down.

Lips and teeth are fragrant.

Yan Xueli put her arms around his neck, three thousand green silks scattered, and her head was leaning on his shoulder, whispering in her ear:

"Yun Mo, the two pairs of sword peaks of the Sword Sect contain spirituality, there are countless masterless swords left above from ancient times to the present, when there is a chance to be favored by a certain immortal sword, the sword will take the initiative to find someone, the high-level of the Sword Sect said that they can use it themselves, but it will be because of this cause and effect, and they need to help the Sword Sect when they are in trouble, to determine the causal relationship between them.

If it is to obtain the sword spirit, then it is not necessary.

The passage of time has made the fairy sword on the sword peak give birth to many sword spirits, even if the magic sword body is not afraid of the corrosion of wind and rain, the high-grade fairy sword, the more they abide by the principle of only serving one master in their lives, the more difficult it is to give birth to a sword spirit, but they don't want to be alone after they give birth to a sword spirit, so they will select some peerless geniuses, stay in the fairy sword that has not been born a sword spirit, and join hands to help.

Although the sword spirit is more precious and precious, it is harmful and unprofitable on the sword peak, because the sword spirit itself needs more spiritual energy, ordinary cultivators are more, if there are many sword spirits staying on the sword peak, the bitter person is a disciple of the sword sect after all........""

Is this so..." Fan Yunmo let out a sigh, looked at Mo Lijian lying quietly on the bed, and then looked at the ordinary immortal sword that Yan Xueli casually placed on the table, feeling a little guilty.

Last time in the Sealed Treasure Pavilion, she couldn't let Yan Xueli choose a magic weapon well, so she could take this opportunity to have a spiritual fairy sword that belonged to her.

"Sister Xue Li."

"Huh?"

Yan Xueli was hugging his neck, sniffing the breath that belonged to him greedily, but unfortunately he could only smell and not taste, so that Yan Xueli had a little beast scratching in his heart.

"..............," Fan Yunmo squinted his eyes, seeing the aggressive light in her eyes, and immediately whispered: "Endure."

Yan Xueli lowered her head, pressed her forehead to his shoulder, and replied with a "hmm".

Be silent for a moment.

Fan Yunmo continued again: "Let's go, go to the Sword Sect.

She asked, "Yunmo, don't you want to go?"

"You want to go, I'll accompany you."

Yan Xueli's heart warmed, but she still whispered in his ear: "If you don't want to go, don't go, I'll accompany you." "

...........

A few days later.

Yunlingzong.

Taoyuan Peak is still a bright color.

The beautiful woman is dressed in white and wins the snow, and her temperament is cold.

She stood tall and jade beside the cliff, her hair flowing, the gentle morning sun spilled on her body, but she did not feel a little warmth, Lingyun's eyes contained autumn water, and with tenderness she looked at the wisps of floating fog in the sky.

The petals of the peach blossom tree on the side kept falling, drifting into the distance with the wind, but they could not be transmitted to the side of the missing person.

"Wanning, since you miss Xiao Yunmo, why don't you go down the mountain and take a look?"

Not far behind Bai Wanning, Feng Ziling, who came to Taoyuan Peak, saw her look like this again, and sighed lightly: "It's not easy for you to think about it.

"If I suddenly appear in front of Yun Mo's eyes, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist killing the daughter of Destiny who covets my son." Bai Wanning looked back, originally beautiful and clear eyes, but at this moment it looked so gloomy, it was difficult to fill the spiritual charm, and asked lightly: "What about you, why did you come to my peak?"

"Just like you."

Hearing this, Bai Wanning frowned slightly, but didn't say much.

I thought nothing was happening.

At this time, they sensed that there was a mighty aura in the north that could not be ignored, which was Bai Wanning's unforgettable breath.

She lightly opened Zhu's lips: "It's Yun Mo, that direction is........ Sword Sect.

Feng Ziling nodded on her side, and smiled happily: "It seems that the Sword Sect is about to have a big loss."

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