After a sudden battle ended, Lu Ye put away two Xingyuan coins and looked at Song Weiwei standing beside him.
We have been together for half a month.
Song Weiwei is indeed very strong, and she is also a sword cultivator who is famous for her killing. Although she is a woman, she has extremely rich fighting experience and her fighting style is also very cruel.
After half a month, the two of them gained a lot.
The enemies encountered this time are two eighth levels of the fusion path.
To be honest, if Lu Ye is the only one, it would be a little troublesome to take them all, but it would be different with Song Weiwei's cooperation.
The only thing that gave Lu Ye a little headache was that Song Weiwei's temperament was too cold. If Junior Sister Shuang's coldness was to keep people from thousands of miles away, then Song Weiwei's coldness was a kind of silence.
In half a month, Song Weiwei said no more than ten words except when she first met him.
She never mentioned her own opinions and had no thoughts. She was like a tail, and like a sword in Lu Ye's hand. Wherever Lu Ye killed, she would kill her.
She didn't even want to take the spoils of war. She didn't even look at the Xingyuan coins left by killing the enemy. They were all collected by Lu Ye.
Lu Ye was quite helpless about this. The two of them temporarily got together in such an environment, just like a couple living together halfway through life. The other party's strength meets their requirements, so there is naturally no need to ask for more.
But for a few moments, Lu Ye accidentally caught a glimpse of the unforgettable hatred that suddenly burst out from the eyes of Song Weiwei who was stagnant!
At the beginning, Lu Ye was somewhat wary of her. After all, knowing people but not their hearts, this kind of defense is still necessary, but as we contact and get along, Lu Ye knew that this kind of defense against her had no meaning.
In her current state, it is impossible for her to have any evil intentions towards herself!
Lu Ye thought life would go on like this, but this time when the two passed by a remaining battlefield, Song Weiwei suddenly had something abnormal.
This battlefield must have been left not long ago, with extremely cold breaths left everywhere, and the broken floating land turned into pieces of solid ice.
Lu Ye's divine consciousness was investigated, and his expression was solemn.
Although I don’t know who left the work, just judging from the traces left on the battlefield in front of me, the person who takes action is definitely very strong.
What Lu Ye didn't notice was that Song Weiwei's eyes, who was facing away from him, suddenly turned red, her body trembled slightly, her whole body was tightly held tightly, her nails were embedded in the flesh and blood, and blood was overflowing.
It was not until this time that Lu Ye realized something was wrong and looked at Song Weiwei: "What's wrong?"
Song Weiwei shook her head slowly, then turned around and smiled at Lu Ye: "Senior Brother, I feel a little uncomfortable. Can I rest for a while?"
Lu Ye blinked.
After spending half a month together, he really didn't expect this woman to laugh.
But of course he would not refuse this request.
After a while, the two of them meditated in a secluded place to regulate their breathing.
Lu Ye usually takes this opportunity to practice hard. The Taoist power here is extremely strong. He is very efficient after practicing hard. Although his Taoist power reserves are extremely huge and there is still a Taoist power bottle now, no one cares about it.
As the saying goes, beating a child on a rainy day, it is also idle when you are idle. monks usually practice hard when they are idle.
Your own strength and cultivation lies in the accumulation of time, gathering sand into towers, and accumulating a small amount into a lot, is the virtue that every successful monk should possess.
Ruthless footsteps sounded, Lu Ye opened his eyes and saw Song Weiwei walking in front of him.
He looked at Song Weiwei: "Is there anything wrong with junior sister?"
Song Weiwei pursed her red lips, lowered her head, and said nothing.
Lu Ye frowned, not knowing what Song Weiwei wanted.
But then, something that stunned him happened. Song Weiwei took a step forward and stuck it in front of him, then squatted down slowly.
Lu Ye sat cross-legged, so Song Weiwei was sitting directly on his lap.
The soft touch came, and there was a tall and proud Gao Feng in front of her. Song Weiwei's face was flushed. She wrapped her hand around Lu Ye's neck and untied her clothes with the other, and then lay on Lu Ye's shoulders.
The trembling voice came into Lu Ye's ears like a soft wind: "Senior brother, I want me..."
Lu Ye was stupid.
When Song Weiwei sat down, he was full of Taoist power and did not exert, and was always guarding against the opponent's attack, but he never expected that such a thing would happen.
After getting along these days, Lu Ye probably knew the woman's temperament. If she was really a voluptuous person, it would be fine if she did such a move. The key is that Song Weiwei is not such a person.
This matter is very abrupt!
Moreover, Lu Ye has some ability to observe people. After all, he is a person who has experienced a lot of battle formations. Naturally, he could have seen that Song Weiwei is the body of Yuanyin early in the morning.
What is she going to do?
It has been several years since the starry sky appeared. Hua Ci, Su Yuqing and Jiuyan are not around. He will not have any selfish desires on weekdays, but he cannot withstand such a fierce attack.
Especially as Song Weiwei leaned over, his lips pressed against the other person.
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No one can react without a reaction when encountering such a thing.
But he knew that things shouldn't be like this, Song Weiwei... has a problem!
Lu Ye pondered silently, but Song Weiwei, who was holding his neck and lying on him, trembled.
Although she had made great determination, she still felt sad when she did such a thing.
What made her even more embarrassed was that Lu Ye didn't respond!
Lu Ye raised his hand.
Song Weiwei's body trembled even harder. At this moment, she wanted to escape, but she clenched her teeth again, and blood oozed out of her red lips.
Then she was shocked to find that Lu Ye pulled up her untied clothes, covering up the infinite beautiful scenery.
“Stand up!”
Lu Ye's voice was very dull, and it could even be said to be indifferent.
Song Weiwei shook for a moment, lowered her head, stood up slowly, took a step back, and slowly tidied up her clothes.
Lu Ye then looked up at her and waited for a long time. Seeing that she had no movement, he said helplessly: "Does my junior sister have nothing to tell me?"
Song Weiwei raised her eyes and met his gaze. She hesitated for a moment, but she still shook her head, then turned around and left.
From beginning to end, she didn't say a word.
Lu Ye felt the divine sense, and Song Weiwei left quickly. He knew that Song Weiwei would not come back after this parting, and couldn't help but sigh.
This is a mess, are there anything you can't say?
Is it easy to find a suitable companion by yourself? At the beginning, Qingrou and herself were killed by herself. When she met a blond woman, she thought it was not bad, but as a result, she was killed by herself and fought for two more matches. She finally got along with Song Weiwei for only half a month, and she became like this again.
Is this the lonely star of Tiansha?
A moment later, Song Weiwei arrived at the battlefield where she had been with Lu Ye before. Her eyes were cold. She just looked at it for a moment and then quickly rushed in one direction.
In this direction, Song Weiwei chased her all the way for a full day. When she was chasing her, she not only did not hide her breath, but was instead magnificent.
When she passed by a deserted star, she finally found her goal.
Because she did not hide it, the other party immediately discovered her existence.
A cold breath suddenly flew out from the wild star. In the blink of an eye, he came closer and collided with Song Weiwei. In an instant, Song Weiwei was full of murderous intent, and the sword light in her hand was freely fighting with the figure.
However, although Song Weiwei is good at strength, she is obviously far from the other party. In just a moment, she was at a disadvantage.
Fortunately, the sword cultivator is known for his killing and his offensive is extremely fierce. The Rongdao dares not force him too much, so he only fights and shouts loudly: "Human race, I asked you to escape the disaster last time, but this time I came to die. Do you really think that I, Bingyuan, can't kill you?"
Song Weiwei was too lazy to talk when she was with Lu Ye, so she naturally didn't bother to pay attention to him. She just rushed to the Taoist force and the offensive became more and more fierce.
Her eyes were blood-red and full of hatred. Her body was even covered with a faint blood mist, which was obviously a sacrifice of her essence and blood to fight her life.
The Mercury Dao, called Bingyuan, really couldn't figure out what Song Weiwei was thinking. He was still guarding against Song Weiwei's possible companions, but when he saw Song Weiwei's posture, he knew that there were no companions at all, otherwise why would he have worked so hard as soon as he got up?
"Do it!" Bing Yuan shouted loudly.
If he alone, it would be a bit troublesome to win Song Weiwei in this state.
But he was not alone, his companions were hiding nearby.
As Bing Yuan finished speaking, a figure flashed out of the concealment. This was a female cultivator of the Shadow Clan. When she didn't show up, she suddenly appeared and was a killer move. Her Taoist power fluctuated extremely fiercely, even stronger than Bing Yuan.
The strong aura of death was shrouded in. Song Weiwei knew that the deadline had arrived, so she did not defend the attack of the Shadow Clan woman. She stood up in front of her, pointed a stroke, and a mouthful of essence and blood were sprayed out. The sword suddenly surging blood, turning into a blood dragon, and opened her mouth and bit it at Bingyuan.
Bing Yuan looked solemn, and naturally knew that this was Song Weiwei's life-threatening attack. Even if his strength was a little stronger than Song Weiwei, he would not dare to be careless at all.
But the next moment, his eyes suddenly became terrified.
Because he suddenly saw another ghostly figure appearing out of thin air behind his shadow clan companion. It was a human race, dressed in black, with a cold expression, his eyes lowered, and a long sword around his waist, and his right hand was pressed on the hilt.
He appeared without any warning. If it weren't for this outfit, Bing Yuan would almost suspect that the other party was a ghost cultivator.
But this outfit undoubtedly shows that the other party is a military practitioner.
The female cultivator of the Shadow Clan is now all her body and mind, but she didn't expect that there would be a murderous intent behind her?
It was too late to realize that something was wrong.
At this moment, she had only two choices, one was to kill Song Weiwei, and the other was to turn off attack to defend and protect herself!