闪乐

The slender and perfect hand with well-defined joints is like white jade, holding a dark red pill, red and white, as beautiful as an oil painting.

However, Qing Yuan was not in the mood to appreciate the oil painting, so she wailed and wanted to vomit blood depressedly.

"Do you still need to take medicine? Can you not take it?"

Thinking in his heart, he couldn\'t help saying it, and Mu Fan frowned, showing full disapproval.

"You can\'t go without taking medicine. You\'re already weak, and you\'re not good enough, and then you\'re blown by the cold wind..."

"Okay, I\'ll eat, I\'ll eat.."

Qingyuan was afraid that he would continue to preach, so she quickly picked up the pill and stuffed it into her mouth, swallowing it whole.

"Cough cough."

Swallowing too fast, he was choked, the pill blocked his throat, and the blocked breath was not smooth.

Mu Fan\'s eyes flickered, he sighed helplessly, and handed him a glass of cool mountain spring water.

Qing Yuan took the teacup, didn\'t care about the coldness, raised her head and gulped it down in one gulp.

The pill melted and slid into the stomach, and the stuffy feeling just got better.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Mu, you saved me again."

With a little embarrassment, he handed back the empty teacup to the master, and he smiled self-deprecatingly with his eyebrows raised.

"There are meals prepared in the camp, let\'s go to the cafeteria to have breakfast."

Mu Fan didn\'t pay attention to the episode of getting up in the morning, put away the teacup, put the long sword behind his back, and walked out of the tent through the curtain.

"Wait for me."

The moment he turned around, Qing Yuan smiled teasingly, put the dagger into his palm with his backhand, strode forward, and walked side by side with him.

*

The two are dressed in black and armor, with flying black hair, and tall and tall.

One was beautiful and the other was handsome and elegant. Walking side by side in the barracks, they immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Someone couldn\'t help but poked his head over, looking at the two of them from head to toe with scrutiny.

With different purposes, different thoughts.

"Hey, you two, stop!"

Suddenly, a figure in purple clothes blocked the way of the two of them. The sharp female voice broke the silence and lit the fuse in the boring barracks.

"Last night, did you two break into Master Rong Xue\'s private bath?"

The next words detonated the bomb completely, so that the two people who had just entered the barracks inevitably entered the center of the explosion, and there was no room for maneuver.

*

Murong Xue, the Wuji Palace stationed on duty on the Lingmo battlefield, a high-ranking immortal cultivator in the late Yuanying period, and one of the four current commanders of the garrison camp.

As the name suggests, Yuxue is intelligent, gentle and charming.

Although it\'s not absolutely beautiful, in the guard camp where there are many male disciples and few female disciples, his outstanding appearance is tantamount to standing out from the crowd, attracting the attention of many male disciples.

In addition, she has a very high level of cultivation, and as the commander of the garrison camp, she has privileges, so the camp has specially reserved a special bath for her, and no one is allowed to disturb her.

Murong Xue\'s private bathing pool is a forbidden area in the guard camp. Any pervert who has evil intentions and wants to peek at the beauty\'s bath is a public enemy in the barracks, and everyone can punish them quickly.

Mu Fan and Qing Yuan, ignorant of the inside story, violated taboos as soon as they arrived.

Following the angry reprimand of the woman in purple, the barracks completely boiled.

Many male disciples who love beauties and don\'t have the opportunity to show courteousness in front of beauties on weekdays poured in from all directions as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Rolling up his sleeves, he surrounded the two of them, as if they were going to beat each other up and eradicate the scum.