Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

"Shouldn't you rock clan want us to be maids and actually bring back two children?"

The White Devil Dense Forest is full of demons, and now the treasure house is about to open, but as a result, two cultivators who are only fifteen years old have come, and as they cooperate with the Rock Clan, it is difficult for people to accept.

When everyone in the Yan tribe heard the sound, they all looked behind them.

I saw a woman in a crimson Daoist robe, black hair and shawl, arms interlaced, walking unhurriedly, black eyes staring at Yan Xueli, mixed with such a trace of indifference.

At the same time, when she turned to see Fan Yunmo's face clearly, her eyes collapsed for a moment, but she quickly recovered her radiance, and she could see Fan Yunmo's true age at a glance.

She sneered to herself: "If you dare to enter the White Demon Dense Forest alone at a young age, should you say that you are ignorant, or should you say that the elders of your sect are stupid people, simply want you to die?" The

woman's voice was extremely mean, but unexpectedly crisp and pleasant.

After speaking, he pointed at Yan Xueli and reprimanded: "And you, as his elder, actually brought you here, don't you know that the White Demon Dense Forest has changed, and you insist on breaking in, you also have no brains, and you are not afraid to become a demon's mouth."

Although the tone was snarky, she still walked out from the crowd and came to them, checking their physical condition one by one, and when it was Fan Yunmo's turn, she was slapped away by Yan Xueli next to her.

Seeing this, the woman's words became more indifferent: "Why, come to send death and temper?" Yan

Xueli's cold eyes flashed, blocking in front of Fan Yunmo, not wanting anyone to touch him, and at the same time a burst of power attacked the woman without hesitation, but she easily flicked her sleeves and collapsed, unable to set off any ripples.

"You! Do not approach.

Yan Xueli indifferently issued a warning, but it made Fan Yunmo feel helpless, just wanted to pull her back, did not want Yan Xueli to insist, like an unshakable city wall.

The woman said with disdain on her face: "I just have the attitude that I should have as a medical apprentice, otherwise even if you two are ready to die in front of me, you won't take a second look."

Then, she changed her tone and sneered, "But I'm curious about what kind of sect would allow a thirteen-year-old teenager to arrange a young girl with a little problem to experience red dust together."

These words fell into Yan Xueli's ears, which seemed extremely ironic, but she ignored it and did not care about the woman's sarcastic words.

The ghost fire is faintly posed, but unfortunately it is only the end of the strong crossbow.

Even if she swallowed the Jia Dan Medicine, at this time, Yan Xueli's network was still vacant and full of aura, and the method of forging her body in the early years had long made her strong and different, and her rhyme aura was more than twice that of other cultivators.

And just as the woman said this, Yan Hao broke free from the shackles of twisting his ears and looked at Fan Yunmo in disbelief.......... The strength in the Yan Clan is supreme, he is a genius when he first entered Tianquan, he has arrogant capital, and he doesn't want Fan Yunmo's age to be even more shocking.

Even the others were amazed, after all, Fan Yunmo didn't look like a thirteen-year-old, but more like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old handsome boy.

Yan Hao clenched his fists full of unwillingness, and the remaining hope dissipated, but there was still affection in his eyes when he looked at Yan Xueli.

However, just when the atmosphere became tense and gradually became heavier because of one person, a loud voice sounded in the crowd.

"Sister Xia, he is my little junior brother."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the cultivators of the other sects changed when they looked at Fan Yunmo and the two, not only that, but even the people of the Yan Clan became solemn.

Hearing this, the crimson Daoist robe woman looked at him with slanted eyes, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she sneered: "Then it's no wonder, it turns out that it is your Yunling Sect disciples, who are really the dragons and phoenixes among everyone, completely ignoring the consequences." The

person who came was a tiger with a bear's waist, his face was beautiful, and he was dressed in a black Xuandao robe as warm as jade, and he scratched his head with a thick smile and walked out, and there was a question order exactly the same as Fan Yunmo hanging on his waist.

"Senior Brother Sword Blind!?"

Seeing him, Fan Yunmo's face was delighted, but it was a pity that behind the two women, it seemed that they were separated by two shores.

In the end, it was the woman who hugged her arms and left indifferently, so that they could communicate face-to-face, and Yan Xueli also turned behind Fan Yunmo, put her arm around his waist and took a seat, and looked at the "sword blind" sword ruthlessly with vigilance.

Fan Yunmo just wanted to break open the jade hand around his waist.

But seeing the almost sick look under Yan Xueli's eyes, in desperation, Fan Yunmo had to do as she wanted and become Yan Xueli's private property under the public, and no one was allowed to have too much contact.

In the distance, a crimson Daoist robe that had long left fluttered, slanting his eyes towards Fan Yunmo who was surrounded by a group, the pair of emotionless pupils actually wavered a little, clenched his fists, and whispered: "Yunling Sect Little Junior Brother.............."

Her eyes were cold, but they were actually empty, and they were actually full of doubts.

..........

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

The Bonfire Party of the Rock Clan at night was extremely lively, and the roaring bonfire illuminated the sky in pitch black, like a rising sun in the White Devil Forest.

The bonfire "crackled" repeatedly.

Yan Hao and the others returned safely, which already made them happy.

Now that he learned that the demon fox had returned to the Yan Clan, he was overjoyed, and Yan Hao's father, the patriarch, directly ordered a bonfire party to wash the dust for the fox demon and Fan Yunmo and others.

Because the fox demon had talked about the difficult road before everyone in the Yan clan, there was surprise and admiration for the strength of Fan Yunmo and Yan Xueli.

At the same time, Yan Hao and the others were beaten again, without him, just when she heard her own child coveting Yan Xueli, Yan Hao's mother and aunt couldn't hold her hands, pulled Yan Hao and took it home, picked up a willow branch and pumped it towards him.

"Mom, I was wrong, I will pay attention next time."

The party was full of laughter, except for one house where screams were often heard.

"You say that what you do is not good, and the color word is biased." The beautiful woman scolded: "With your father's virtue, people are Taoists, you are good, you want to insert a foot horizontally!"

"Mother, whoever says that the couple can't pursue it." Yan Hao said proudly and complacently: "Isn't our Yan Clan's ancestral motto that the strong are respected and occupied as kings?" That's why I invited them to come to our Yan Clan, and then challenged Nafan Yunmo, as long as I win, I can naturally capture the heart of Yan Fairy.

He was smug, but was scolded by the beautiful woman to the point of blood: "Fart! What crooked reasoning, you think people are vegetarian? How can you capture that girl's heart, just by relying on your identity as the young master of the Rock Clan, or this brainless head?

Being damaged by his own wife made Yan Hao look a little unconfident: "How come, I still have brains." "

Fart! If you have a brain, you won't have the idea of wanting to step in and honestly stay in the house!

"Mom, I'm not small, you can't stop me from pursuing love."

Yanmu said cheerfully: "You are called, not love, a few days ago you were clamoring to marry Xiaomei next door, now empathize and don't fall in love with someone else, it's really yours." "

Outside the house, Yanhou was holding many delicacies in his hands, kebabs, crystal clear fruits... He was eating the food with relish, squatting outside and waiting for him.

Verbal abuse was heard in the house, and screams of whipping.

Yanhou has long been accustomed to it, and he is not strange, but he still sighed unconsciously: "It seems that it will take a long time." "

The other side.

At the banquet of the bonfire, natural food is placed on each table, and there are no pots and pans, just use hoop and reed leaves, sprinkle cumin and fine salt, and there are no other condiments, which is simple but also very flavorful.

Looking at the meat larger than himself, the little fox's eyes lit up, and he enjoyed the food happily, and even if the cheeks were bulging and about to explode, they still stuffed it into their mouths.

Above the high seat in the center of the banquet, the fox demon occupied a single room, and was drinking with a middle-aged man, Fan Yunmo glanced at it, that person was eight points similar to Yan Hao, and he thought it was his Cao thief father.

Then.

"Fan Daoyou, in Xialin Yunnan, disciple of Lingfeng Sect, toast you."

Known as a Taoist, Fan Yunmo was not surprised.

He wanted to pay respect, but his soul suddenly trembled.

Fan Niang said sternly: "Mo'er, no drinking!"

At the same time, the other ones who stopped him were Yan Xueli and Jian Ruthless.

"Sorry Brother Lin, the little junior brother is still young and not easy to drink."

Lin Yunnan reacted at this time, and quickly apologized: "It's my problem, forgetting the age of Fan Daoyou, I punished myself for three cups." After

this person left, more than one person toasted Fan Yunmo, but all of them were stopped by Yan Xueli, and they saluted him one by one, not putting the spirit wine brewed by the Yan Clan in their eyes at all, but drinking it like boiled water, making the sword ruthlessly on the side feel ashamed of themselves.

"Junior Brother, can you drink so much as a child bride?"

Jian looked at her mercilessly and stunned, you must know that this wine is not ordinary wine, a glass of spirit wine can be worth a month of cultivation, and the anesthesia effect is extremely strong, even if it is a Tianquan Realm cultivation, even if it will not reach the point of getting drunk, but at least it will turn red.

As a result, Yan Xueli's face did not change.

A thousand cups do not get drunk, ten thousand cups do not pour the trend.

After three rounds of drinking, it's not too late.

The bonfire gradually faded into darkness, and the Yan tribe fell into silence, but there were still people on the watchtower at the gate who dutifully kept vigil just in case.

When Yan Hao covered his butt and arrived, there were no more figures of Fan Yunmo and Yan Xueli on the banquet, and only some drunken people who talked about wine and sang about wine.

He originally wanted to take the opportunity of the banquet to get close to Yan Xueli, maybe there would be some sexual encounters, thinking of this, Yan Hao immediately rushed to a certain place, but saw an unforgettable picture of his life.

...........

"Sister Xueli, are you comfortable?"

"Hmm......" "

Sister Xueli, are you afraid of pain?."

"It's okay Yunmo, as you like... Like, I'm at your mercy. Yan

Xueli lay on the bed with her lustrous thin lips, and a disguised coquettish sound came from her nose, her skin was like snow, and her eyes were like a clear spring.

The ice edge coquettish voice, with an uneven gasping sound, low and deep to bear the pain caused by Fan Yunmo, the tail note accompanied by a soft long sound, which is fascinating, causing the bright moon to hide behind the clouds shyly.

Wrapped in light tulle, the slender waist is delicate and smooth, and the feel is excellent.

Fan Yunmo lightly pressed her jade back, the massage techniques over the years had long been like pure love, and at the same time did not forget to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead, feeling that there were people outside, and the breath was familiar.

So he directly increased the force.

Long.

With Yan Xueli's panting.

It wasn't until the aura outside the house disappeared that Fan Yunmo breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Yan Xueli's snow-white skin overflowed with crystalline fragrant sweat, like a willow flowing body, cowardly and shy clouds, and her behavior was charming and enchanting.

Leaning against the wicker.

Sensing that Fan Yunmo stopped his hand.

Yan Xueli immediately turned over to make the decision, her thin lips were undyed and red, her hair was moist and pasted on her delicate face, and her eyes that seemed to be smiling hid endless tenderness: "Yun Mo, what don't you want to do except massage?" Fan

Yunmo's heart moved for a moment, and he turned his head and did not dare to face her squarely.

The corner of Yan Xueli's mouth showed a charming arc, even if she was not drunk in a thousand cups, her cheeks were dyed a little red at this moment, and she quietly approached his wordless lips and savored them.

Dreaming of a teenager in the middle of the night, it almost made Fan Yunmo suffocate on the bed.

Fortunately, Yan Xueli did not invade too much, otherwise it would be difficult to turn back, reluctantly released the flap of her mouth, she slowly sat up, turned her head to look at him, and a few sticky blue silk curtains were next to her delicate cheeks.

Her lips opened lightly, and her shallow smile was beautiful, and she was a charming fairy: "I know, not yet, right, Yunmo." "

A long night.

This night, Fan Yunmo did not sleep well, just because the girl was lying on the side "smiling delicately, beautiful eyes looking forward to it", which often tugged at his heartstrings.