The dilapidated temple gate has been disrepair for a long time. After sucking in such a lot of rain, it has undoubtedly revealed its destruction.

The sound was very sudden, and the humming was extremely lingering. On this quiet rainy night, it sounded cold to the back of the head.

Qin Meiyu had been mentally prepared for the visitor, but was startled by the dilapidated temple gate and frowned in displeasure.

The door was opened, and the autumn wind quickly squeezed in with the cold autumn rain, instantly filling the room. Qin Meiyu was filled with a mouthful of cool breeze, and he was immediately energetic, so that people in the future could see clearly.

The visitor is a Taoist, a very beautiful Taoist.

Qin Meiyu remembers people very simply, only distinguishing between beautiful and unsightly, and it is very clear that it is so crazy. Her eyes are so vicious that a fierce man rushed over and hugged Qingzhuo Zhenren's legs and refused to let go. In addition to seeing the compassion in his eyes at a glance, the most important thing is to look at his appearance.

The appearance of Qingzhuo Zhenren is very good, and he was already in a superb style back then.

Later, in the years that followed him, she watched as Qingzhuo Zhenren grew older, her facial features became deeper and more unspeakable charm, but she spoke less, and her cold temperament was increasingly worthy of beating. In the five years of Xiaofeng and Canyue, whenever she was punished by Qingzhuo Zhenren, she was punished to death by the cold face and dark heart, Qin Meiyu relied on her face to persuade her to forgive without reason.

Qin Meiyu divided the young Taoist who suddenly appeared into a beautiful category, so he was very tolerant and did not make things difficult for him.

This Taoist man has a pretty face and a dull expression. At first glance, he may not be able to answer one sentence if he asks ten questions. Because of Qingzhuo Zhenren, Qin Meiyu kept a distance from people with such temperament.

However, she still took a few more glances.

This person looks about 20 or 30 years old, wearing a half-old Taoist robe, and a white whisk in his hand looks no different from the Taoist priests in ordinary Taoist temples.

Qin Meiyu still noticed one thing.

With such heavy rain outside, the man's body was dry and his shoes were not wet.

Oh, I'm still a master.

Qin Meiyu hummed in her heart, and didn't move. Her eyelashes drooped, and her eyes fell on the small figure sleeping in the blue halo in front of her, continuing to silence her.

After the Taoist came in, he quickly covered the temple gate and walked over. He looked at Chu Qingyan, who was lying on the ground, bathed in a strange halo, and then he turned his gaze on Qin Meiyu, who was holding his chin and staring blankly. He didn't say a word, and walked to the side to meditate quietly.

Qin Meiyu doesn't know this person, but he cannot immediately reject it. This person may be entrusted by a certain sect to kill her. Killing the female devil Qin Meiyu, this famous gimmick has attracted many "hot-blooded" men to join in every year.

If you have a small burden now, you should not act rashly. It is best to be at peace. If this person really comes to kill her, she will never be restrained and will be willing to tie her up.

Qin Meiyu's life is very precious. If she doesn't give it to her, who dares to take it!

Without shy away from his own vigilance, Qin Meiyu set up a defensive barrier openly to separate himself from the Taoist.

After guarding for a while, Chu Qingyan's fever still did not subside because of the protection of the formation, the situation did not get worse. Qin Meiyu was so tired that when it was dawn, she fell asleep in a daze.

Still as uneasy as ever, she saw the face of the Qingzhuo Zhenren again in her dream, and it was still cold and thin. Zhiqi Pozhi stabbed her without hesitation. She still did not hesitate to avoid it, but just murmured: "Master, why don't you believe me? Why don't you believe me..."

Yes, Master, why don’t you believe me? Why don’t you believe that the disciples you taught are not so inhumane?

It seemed that the dream of breaking through the dream really penetrated into the abdomen in reality. Qin Meiyu woke up in cold sweat. Perhaps because he was too miserable and miserable in the dream, his eyes were still a little sour after waking up, as if he had really cried for a long time.

Qin Meiyu raised her hand and wiped her eyes hard. She hated her most pretentious and stinky appearance. She even threw it on the ground and could even make a stubborn stone that could be held in her palm like a crystal clear jade.

However, before Qin Meiyu's little thoughts could be unfolded, she was stunned when she saw clearly.

Where did the boy named Chu go?

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Qin Meiyu: You don’t farm, why do you let me raise children?

Author: Farming? You are not that material, you can’t get rich, you’re still so poor. You’re really promising when eating noodles with other children’s clothes!

Qin Meiyu was furious: What did you say!

The author Jun shouted: I said you are the worst female protagonist I have ever led!
Chapter completed!