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"Qing Ningzi, would you like it or not?"

She is silent.

Lu Zhengkang couldn't turn his head over, nor would he get out of his mind to observe quietly.He abides by this little promise, even if he turns around, it doesn't hurt.

The sound of water screamed, and the echo in the sinkhole was faint. Lu Zhengkang heard the sound of water drops dripping, and his wet feet stepped on the rock surface, making a clear clatter, getting closer and closer.

The breath of turpentine became stronger and stronger, and the unloaded magic sword and sword box leaned on the ancient stone, pressing down on the moss.After the coolness of the brain was gone, the gentle floral scent had a wonderful sense of existence, like a tassel after a blazing sun, gently closing Lu Zhengkang’s neck, he felt the blood shrink back to his heart, so a piece of hair on his back cool.

The distance is less than a foot.

He could almost hear the sound of water drops rolling on the epidermis.

Regrettably, her sense of existence is like the transpiring glow of the sun, with heat, brightness, quality and quality. It is his prime, running like a road.

The distance is less than a foot, separated by a tiny distance.

Lu Zhengkang whispered, "Qing Ningzi, aren't you afraid...I'm not a good person?"

"There are so many things in the red dust. Fengjun seems to wake up from dreams. Since then, there are so many wonderful things in the world, which are revealed before my eyes. Lu Zhengkang, I have never seen such a bright starry sky."

Lu Zhengkang slowly stood up, raised his head, and saw a deep line of sky from the crevice of this mountain, the world of billions and millions of distant, it seemed that there were only two of them.

He felt a kind of utter comfort, a kind of natural need for partners to be satisfied.

"I have never seen such a scene."

Qing Ningzi’s lips trembled, she seemed to be shivering, she wanted to say, you turned around, but after all, she couldn’t say it. The moment of peace and comfort before her was like a good dream once in a hundred years. It's when you wake up from a dream.When I saw Lu Zhengkang, she was awake and her sleep.

The air also feels comfortable.The thick paste spreads a layer of cold water vapor, near the surface, rotating with the thin air current.

Lu Zhengkang no longer speaks, Qingningzi no longer speaks, the air no longer speaks, the stars and the moon no longer speak, and afterwards, even Wan Lai in the mountains seems to fall asleep, only occasionally, from far away, there is shock. The vague cry of the bird.

The flowing time ticked in my ears.

He knew that he could hold her in his arms with just one turn.But he still kept his promise.

Qing Ningzi tentatively raised his hand, and the shadow of his fingertips moved up his gorgeous robe, from the hem, to the back, and slowly to his shoulders, wide and tall.

The shadow is more active than the entity, just like the subconscious is more active than the reason.Qing Ningzi’s eyes appeared in front of his eyes, and his wet eyelashes seemed to be covered with dew. On the night in Fengcheng, he once looked at her like this. Qing Ningzi didn’t know at the time, he could see, but even if he knew , He must have not been able to see Qing Ningzi's eyes hiding behind the phantom.

Since then, Qing Ningzi remembered his gaze.

Peering forward with his palm, he touched the clothing wrapped in body temperature, which was hotter than expected, and he seemed to sigh.

Qing Ningzi stood still.

Lu Zhengkang took a step back and let his back invade his arms, put his hands back, passing under the ribs, gently hugging her waist, fingers interlocking, as if they would not separate.

Qing Ningzi gently pressed her cheek on his back, letting his temperature dispel the cold night's slight coolness.

"Lime, lime." Lu Zhengkang whispered.

She just made a low response, a reserved promise in the lingering sound of her breath.

"In this life, we will live together."

"it is good."

Qing Ningzi's body aroused a brilliant sword intent, like a beam of light, straight into the sky, her fate shining in the sky, this is a fateful promise.

On the Qinglian Jianzong in the southwest of Zhonglu, Sheng Yan standing on the edge of the cliff looked at the sky and muttered in surprise: "Xiao Ning'er, it's a big oath, why is she..."

The sword pond of Shushan trembled, the head stepped out of the Jianlu, looked up at the stars, and said cheerfully: "My Qinglian Jianzong, I have another true fairy seed!"

Lu Zhengkang felt her floating gently behind her and was about to fly away from his arms. He groped hurriedly, holding her wrists with both hands.

"Lime, what's wrong with you?"

"Deer, today is when I become a pill."

The eyes of the East China Sea, the sacred sycamore tree fading in different time and space reveals the stalwart shadows. In the womb hiding world in the clouds, the three-headed and six-armed demon lord cast his eyes on the northern end of Zhonglu.

"Look at me."

Lu Zhengkang finally turned around, only willing to let go of one hand, and after turning around, he held her tightly again.

Qing Ningzi floated in the air and was unable to force him, as if there was no restriction on the earth, and was about to soar into the clouds. Lu Zhengkang couldn't feel her weight. She was moving upwards, driving him.The surrounding spiritual energy formed a cyclone with a diameter of hundreds of miles. The eastern foot of Kunlun Mountain was shaking in the wind, making a rustling sound, and all things that were awakened for a time made a noise.

"Deer, don't let go, don't let go." Qing Ningzi half closed her eyes.

"Okay, I will never let go." Lu Zhengkang comforted her softly.

The golden core accomplishment, the individual's calamity is different, Qing Ningzi got spiritual energy in his body, but the divine will fell into a drowsy, the heart demon is haunting, between success and failure.

The heaven and the earth are like boiling soup, the western white tiger star Su Mingyao is endless, there are countless monks in the sky watching secretly, watching a man and a woman float in the air holding hands, and continue to fly upward.

Like a water-blue butterfly pulling the red flame.

The Gengjin Qi was too strong, rushing from the fontanelle into Qingningzi's body, and overflowing into Lu Zhengkang's meridians.He thought that he could not delay Qingningzi's pill formation, so he silently operated the secret method to refine the Gengjin Qi and re-inject it into Qingningzi's meridian.

With two hands, the left side is constantly pouring into the primitive Gengjin Qi between the heavens and the earth, and the right half Lu Zhengkang passes the essence of aura. This way, Qingningzi's rate of pill formation is greatly increased, and Lu Zhengkang willingly used it as a tool. people.

The boundless wind blows the water vapor in the air into ice crystals, rotating, covering the two figures, a small, silvery whirlpool under the moonlight has been flying towards the sky.

In the Celestial Terrace, Xuanyouzi was awakened by the agitation of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. As soon as he left the house, he saw his junior holding the girl looking up and flying away.

"No... This is too exaggerated. Junior Brother, you are the eye of the public."

Lu Zhengkang didn't care about what was noticed by the public. He just regretted that his peace was interrupted.

In front of him, Qing Ningzi's icy muscles and bones seemed to be transparent, and the meridians all over his body were glowing. From the pubic area, the spiritual energy gathered, it was a very shining silver star.

She had closed her eyes completely, as if in phantom fear, her hair was scattered, she shook off the jade, her hair rushed back and forth like a waterfall in the sky, her face was bright and clean, but her expression could not stop being sad.

In the sky, she whispered slightly, "Deer..."

Chapter 826: Killing the Demon in the Heart

There are constantly cultivating monks searching for spiritual thoughts, and they generally guessed that someone had to teach from the heavens to condense the first-grade golden core, so there are many jealous people who have bad intentions.

Lu Zhengkang continued to force those who were too close to leave with the sharp spirit of his sword.

The main peak of Kunlun Palace rang three bells, and the Taoist immortal consciousness was like the rising sun, forcing the spectators back.

Lu Zhengkang was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Qing Ningzi curled up.