A few days later, the results of the competition were out. Five Nascent Soul stage disciples and ten Core Formation stage disciples were confirmed. Yue Qianchou got what he wanted, so he was naturally one of them.
Furong knew that Yue Qianchou was going to leave tomorrow, so she spent the entire day in Alchemy Pavilion Yue Qianchou's exclusive courtyard. The two of them were about to part, so it was inevitable that they would say some sweet nothings.
The stone table in the courtyard was filled with food. Naturally, it was brought by a certain someone. Furong sat on the side with an unhappy expression. She pouted and said, "What am I going to do if you leave? If I had known earlier, I would have gone to participate in the competition."
Knowing that she didn't want to part with him, Yue Qianchou smiled but didn't say anything. He thought, 'If you want to participate in the competition, your old man won't agree even if you beat him to death. In this shitty sect, killing people doesn't even happen in the blink of an eye. It's as normal as eating a damn meal.'
Ai! This girl! After her face was healed, she was clearly more cheerful than before. She also talked more. Unfortunately, her personality was still a bit introverted. But that was also good. She was so beautiful. If she was too extroverted, she would definitely make him wear a green hat. She was a beauty! It was like this. If you didn't provoke others, there would be others who would provoke you.
"Qianchou, you're the most resourceful. Think of a way to bring me out as well!" Furong's smile was like a flower. She got up and picked up the wine pot, pouring wine for Yue Qianchou and flattering him.
Yue Qianchou was pestered by her for a long time. It really was a bit of a headache. His eyes turned and he suddenly stared at Furong's chest. "Yi?"
"What's wrong?" Furong saw that his gaze was strange. She also looked at her chest, but didn't find anything abnormal. It could be seen that Furong was already used to his actions.
Yue Qianchou shook his head solemnly and said, "That's not right! It seems to be a lot bigger than last time. What's going on? "
"Really?" Furong suspiciously looked at her chest. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of Yue Qianchou's snickering. She immediately understood that he was teasing her again. Blushing, she threw the wine cup in her hand at him.
Yue Qianchou dodged to the side and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his arms. He chuckled and said, "Look at you, a girl. How can you touch a man in broad daylight? Aren't you afraid of being seen by others? "
Furong herself didn't know what was going on, but every time she was pulled into his embrace, she would feel as if her whole body had lost all its strength. He struggled weakly and said, "Who told you to always bully me?"
"Nonsense, why would I bully you? If I say it's big, then it's big. You don't believe me? I'll bring you in for a check-up right now. "Yue Qianchou abruptly picked her up and walked into the room, causing Hibiscus to cry out in alarm again.
"Quack! Scream! Scream! I'm the only one living here. Even if you shout yourself hoarse, no one will know. "
Not long after, the sound of two people fighting came from the room again. The two of them were lying on the bed with their clothes disheveled. Yue Qianchou's fingers had already felt a moist spot. He wanted to explore it again, but the beauty beside him said "no". Immediately, his fingers were clamped by the elastic thighs.
Yue Qianchou groaned in infinite sorrow. He pulled out his sinful hand and cursed in his heart, "Damn it! These days where I can see and touch but not eat are too torturous. Laozi, sex is emptiness, emptiness is sex. Amitabha! I'll endure! Endure! Endure! "
The two of them lazily hugged each other. Furong suddenly asked, "When will you come back?"
Yue Qianchou answered half-dead, "I don't know. I probably won't be back for a while!"
The two of them sank into silence again. The soft hand on Yue Qianchou's chest suddenly rose up. She grabbed his trembling hand and pressed it on her plump breasts. Yue Qianchou was startled. He turned his head and smiled bitterly, "I say, little sister! Big brother, I, have already endured very hard. Don't seduce me anymore. "
Furong let out an almost inaudible sound. She whimpered, "I'll give it to you."
"What did you say?" Yue Qianchou sat up. His eyes swept back and forth across that alluring body. He said very seriously, "I'm very pure. It's very easy for me to believe other people's words. You must not speak carelessly! The god is watching. Repeat what you said just now. I didn't hear it clearly! "
Furong's face flushed red. She didn't dare to repeat it. She turned her graceful body to the side and didn't say another word. Yue Qianchou laughed mischievously. He leaned over to her ear and asked, "You're not afraid anymore?"
Furong softly replied, "En."
"Ga ga!" Yue Qianchou looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "Cake seller! Long live Chairman Mao! "Then he pounced on her as if he was starving …
The spring night was bitter and short. The sun rose high in the sky. The hibiscus bloomed to express the feelings of spring. It was a splendid night. Only the two people in the room knew about it.
Yue Qianchou looked down at Furong's smooth and tender body. In his previous life, he walked among flowers. He had plucked countless flowers. He was very experienced. But in this life, he was still a virgin. He didn't expect Furong to take advantage of this era's essence. It wasn't easy!
While she was sleeping soundly, Yue Qianchou quietly got up and put on his clothes. Just as he turned around, he saw a pair of extremely bashful big eyes looking at him. He couldn't help but smile awkwardly, "You're awake?" He hated the sadness of parting. He wanted to sneak away.
"Are you leaving? I'll send you. " Furong picked up a piece of clothing to cover her chest. Suddenly, she frowned. Biting her lips, she stubbornly got off the bed and put on her clothes.
Yue Qianchou glanced at the bed that was dotted with red spots. Then he looked at Furong's strange walking posture. He thought to himself, "Oh no, it was Furong's first night yesterday. I was a little too indulgent." He couldn't help but smile bitterly, "How are you going to send me off like this? Aren't you afraid that others will see through you? "
"No, I …" After walking a few steps, she also realized that something was wrong. She couldn't say the rest of her words. Yue Qianchou walked downstairs to stop her. He gently whispered in her ear, "Be obedient. There's no need to send me off. I just want to tell you that I will always think of you. You just wait for me in Wanfen Garden. You have to work hard to cultivate. Do you understand? "
"Yes!" Furong nodded, feeling wronged. Yue Qianchou gently pushed her away. He opened the door and flew straight to Penglai Pavilion on his sword. He faintly heard the sound of crying …
In front of Penglai Pavilion, five Nascent Soul stage disciples and ten Core Formation stage disciples led by Elder Quan of the Cultivation Pavilion were ready to leave. There were many onlookers. Yue Qianchou saw his master Guan Weiwu waving at him from the crowd. He couldn't help but feel touched. This muddle-headed master actually remembered that he was leaving today. It was really rare. Thus, he happily ran over and bowed, saying, "Disciple will be leaving now. Master, please take care!"
"I know, I know." Guan Weiwu scratched his head and suddenly said with a voice transmission, "The leader, Quan Deming, is my junior brother. I have already told him that if you have any trouble, you can look for him. He will help you."
Yue Qianchou thanked him and returned to the group. Suddenly, he heard another voice transmission, "Hmph! Furong didn't return last night. Did she spend the night at your place? "
Damn! It was father-in-law Fei's voice. Yue Qianchou looked around and found Ferdinand, who was glaring at him in the crowd. He was stunned. He had already slept with his daughter. What else could he say? Yue Qianchou bowed respectfully.
After talking with the Sect Leader, Quan Deming and Elder Quan returned to the front of the group. He glanced at everyone and shouted in a deep voice, "Let's go!" With that, he took the lead and flew away on his sword. "Swoosh swoosh …" Fifteen flying swords shot out and fifteen figures quickly followed. Below, countless people showed envious eyes!
The wind whistled in Yue Qianchou's ears. He slightly slowed down and looked back in the direction of the Alchemy Pavilion. He didn't know if that woman was still crying in his room. He felt guilty and exhaled. He suddenly turned back and his sword turned into a stream of light. He quickly chased after the group in front of him …
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