Dressed As a Waste of Marrying a Villain

Luo Jinxiao now has only three words in his mind: Don't dare to move.

"Hey, wake up." Luo called her out tonight, trying to wake her up, but to no avail.

Qu Weiyin seemed to have endured great pain. Her arms around Luo Jinxiao became tighter and tighter, making people almost breathless, and her face was as pale as snow, and even her lips were bloodless. Simply weak.

Only the pain was still whispering in the mouth.

Luo was helpless tonight, so he had to hug her with one hand and raise the other, frowning to force some spiritual energy to slowly inject into her body.

Qu Weiyin is full of spiritual power, but it is complicated and chaotic. It almost strays in her body, but it does not seem to be a madness. Luo once had contact with a few cultivators who were maddening and knows their veins.

And Qu Weiyin seemed to have caught some kind of Gu.

Could it be that this is the reason for her in the end? Luo felt cold on his back tonight and didn't dare to think about it.

But if it were her previous life, she could still help her, but now she is really powerless at this level of cultivation.

Luo hesitated for a moment tonight, but still wanted to let her go, and after a big deal, he would call someone else to help.

Unexpectedly, just as she let go, Qu Weiyin increased her strength, as if holding a life-saving straw, not letting go.

After Luo struggled for a while tonight, she finally gave up breathlessly. She craned her neck with difficulty and looked around. It seemed to be an extremely hidden place with a rock behind it, and the water in the pool was naturally hot. There was still steaming white steam going out.

Since Qu Weiyin is hiding here alone, he shouldn't want to be known by others, so he can't call someone.

Luo Jinxiao vaguely remembered that when he first entered the door, he heard someone say that there is a hot spring on the mountain that has existed for thousands of years.

It should be here.

No matter, a dead horse is a living horse doctor. You can't really leave people here. He is a decent person. Luo made up his mind tonight, took a deep breath, and boldly hugged Qu Weiyin.

She is just the body of a girl now, holding a Qu Wei Yin really hard, she has to bite her teeth and move to the side of the pool step by step.

Unexpectedly, with a shaking hand and slippery feet, he abruptly threw Qu Weiyin directly into the pool with a crash, splashing water.

Luo Jinxiao coughed with a guilty conscience.

"Devil girl, devil girl, I'm really saving your life this time. When you wake up, don't blame me."

Luo Jinxiao stood in the water, leaning against Qu Weiyin, and then mobilized all the spiritual power in her body and slowly flowed into her body.

What's interesting is that although she cannot accept Qu Weiyin's spiritual power, her spiritual power seems to have an excellent healing effect on Qu Weiyin, as if they are integrated, without rejection.

Luo Jinxiao was puzzled, but his hand movements did not stop, and he continuously transferred his spiritual power to Qu Weiyin, perhaps with the help of the power of the pool water. After a long while, her spiritual power not only has not been exhausted, but also seems to be full. A lot.

That's not bad, you can come here to bubble secretly in the middle of the night, Luo thought happily tonight.

After an unknown period of time, Qu Weiyin finally became angry, her head rolled on Luo Jinxiao's shoulder, she seemed to be awake, but her eyes did not open.

Luo looked at her like this tonight, and the fear of the female devil in his heart had long been thrown out of the sky, but instead he felt a little more pity.

It's really that her appearance is too weak, and Luo Tonight has always been a good person.

"Does it still hurt?" Luo lowered his voice tonight and asked cautiously.

When Qu Weiyin heard a voice in the chaos, he subconsciously wanted to attack, but in reality he just raised his hand slightly.

She was a little puzzled. She had lived for thousands of years for a long time. When would she ever hear such a soft tone again.

Maybe she wanted to listen again, maybe she was soft-hearted, so she finally didn't use this palm.

At this moment, there was a loud bird's song in the distance. Luo Jinxiao only remembered the time. She hurriedly walked a few steps and pushed Qu Weiyin to the shore. "The devil, you're all right, I'll go one step ahead!" Luo turned to leave after speaking tonight, ran for two steps, turned around unbearably, picked up the clothes scattered on the side, and gently covered the song. Wei Yin body.

Qu Weiyin's figure is really good, slender and full of charm, two slender and straight legs, bare skin is white and smooth, it is not an exaggeration to say that it looks like a beautiful jade, a slender waist and a full grip, a white silk ribbon is loose and loose Tie, go up...

Luo Jinxiao suddenly felt a little hot on her cheeks, she rubbed it lightly, lowered her head and dared not look again.

Regardless of decent people.

She lowered her eyes, took two steps forward, pulled her clothes upwards, and then turned and left.

Qu Weiyin was left alone by the pool, and the white steam in the pool followed the same steps as the clouds in the sky, slowly and slowly, rolling and relaxing.

After a soft cough, Qu Weiyin opened her eyes, and her hand touched the cloth on her shoulders. She was a little dazed and sat up lazily.

When she was cultivating here, no one was allowed to enter, but the little trash broke in and ran into her secret.

Is she the one who helped her just now?

Qu Weiyin looked at her palm, her eyes narrowed slightly, a flame suddenly rose from her palm, and her eyes were particularly horrible under the raging fire.

Halfway up the mountain, forged Sendai.

Luo Jinxiao stood in the crowded crowd, raised his head and looked at the person standing on the stage. The man had a long jade body, sword eyebrows and star eyes, Qingjun, who was quite a cultivator, but after seeing it clearly, Luo Jinxiao sneered. Screamed.

Wasn't it the man who broke into the boudoir with Qu Chengfeng that day?

"The disciples who came today must pass three trials before they can worship the Wuguimen!" the man shouted loudly. As soon as these words came out, the audience suddenly felt like a pot fried.

"Why do you have to try? Is it possible that I still can't enter the door without regrets?" a tall young man said displeased.

"Don't tell me the young man, the old man has been practicing for eighty years, and now he has this opportunity. If he fails, he has to go back to the soil."

Luo heard the old man behind him tonight and almost laughed out loud.

"You still have time to laugh at others, so worry about worrying about yourself." Luo squeezed a person beside him tonight, listening to that tone quite contemptuous.

Luo turned his head to look at her tonight. It was the girl who had just been taunting her with Luo Mei and was hit by the big bird.

"Worry nothing." Luo smiled tonight, not seeming to be angry.

It's not that she can only practice in Wugui, but if she worships a good master, she can cultivate much faster than other schools, so why not do it.

"You don't have an immortal vein, how do you pass the trial?" The young girl drew in front of her, laughing presumptuously, "I advise you to quit as soon as possible, and give you the Luo family some face!"

Luo Jinxiao was a little impatient, and didn't know what kind of hatred the original body had with her, so she couldn't see it.

"The first exercise," the man said loudly.

A few disciples, all dressed in white, walked down from the calcining platform. These were third-order disciples. They lined up and waited for everyone to come forward to test the immortal veins.

The girl gave Luo Jinxiao a provocative look, and the first one stepped forward, standing in front of a disciple at will, and said with arms folded: "Come on."

The disciple stretched out two fingers, meditating on the Heart Jue silently, a thin white light spread from his fingertips to the girl's temple, and soon, he said loudly: "The third phase of foundation building."

The people behind him were envious. Although they were just building a foundation, it was not easy for a girl of this age to get to the third phase of foundation building.

"Pass." After the disciple finished speaking, he turned his eyes to Luo Jinxiao who was standing behind.

"You don't want to look at her, a waste without immortal veins, even if you test it, you can't detect anything." The girl gave Luo Jinxiao a malicious look.

Luo Jinxiao has always been too lazy to care about these people, no matter what the festival is, she can't get in the way.

"Below the foundation, none of them will pass."

There was another male voice behind him, Luo turned around tonight, just to meet a pair of malicious eyes.

It's the man in white.

"Senior Brother Si Yu." When the disciples around saw him appear, they saluted.

Chang Siyu, it turns out that he is Chang Siyu, Luo looked at him tonight, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

If this person is placed two thousand years later, he is still a tragic figure. As the leading Mahayana master in the world, he has been in love with the devil and chanted for thousands of years.

Eventually, in the battle of immortals and demons, he betrayed the right way, opposed the help of the evil way, and was destroyed by the right way sects.

From this point of view, his hostility towards him did not come out of thin air, after all, he almost married Qu Weiyin, Luo thought tonight.

"You, I'll test." Chang Siyu said solemnly. He pushed away the other disciples and stood in front of Luo Jinxiao. He didn't restrain the pressure on him, and even deliberately suppressed Luo Jinxiao.

Luo suddenly felt tight in his chest tonight, but he still gritted his teeth and said lightly: "Please."

With Chang Siyu's **** moved, spiritual power flooded into Luo Jinxiao's mind. Luo Jinxiao closed his eyes and let him measure it.

She remembered that at this time in her previous life, she was already in the Golden Core Stage, but this time the Immortal Veins in her body were already very different, so she could not predict her current strength.

Time passed slowly, and everyone around him took a few rounds, but Chang Siyu still didn't take his hand off, his brows became more frowning, and he seemed to have encountered some problems.

More and more people gathered around, whispering one after another, making a noise.

After an unknown period of time, Chang Siyu finally put down his hands sweating profusely. He looked shocked and confused, and said to himself: "How could..."

"Senior Brother Si Yu, does she have no immortal veins? If so, why not just drive her out?" The girl couldn't wait, she said.

"Who is making noise here."

A cold voice sounded, and Chang Siyu, who heard the sound, was suddenly startled and turned around. His eyes instantly became hot and unbearable. When he was about to say something, someone passed him and Chaoluo walked slowly tonight. .

Everyone gave in where she passed.

"Little Uncle Qu." The disciples hurriedly bent over and called.

It was Qu Weiyin who came here, she had already changed into a neat red dress, her dress was floating, carrying a sword of the waning moon and stars in her hand, she strode forward.

She frowned and glanced at Chang Siyu, raising her hand slightly, Luo felt a lot easier tonight.

Qu Weiyin didn't look at her, his expression was very indifferent: "What happened?"

"Little Master Huiqu, she, she has an immortal vein, but she can't figure out her rank." Chang Siyu said cautiously.

"Oh?" Qu Weiyin raised her eyebrows slightly. She suddenly stepped forward and suddenly approached Luo Jinxiao's body. The faint fragrance of flowers immediately enveloped Luo Jinxiao.

Luo swallowed inexplicably tonight and couldn't help taking a step back.

"Don't move." Qu Weiyin said coldly. She suddenly reached out and held Luo Jinxiao's head on the back, forbidden her to retreat.

"If you can't stay, I'll kill you." Qu Weiyin said in a breath. Then, she suddenly moved forward, and the two of them lightly touched their foreheads.