The woman in white frowned. She really wished she could go over and teach Zhuge Buliang a lesson. She would make a fuss about him and carry him by herself. She had been in the frost and snow since she was a child, and there were even "ice beauties" in the Yaohai sect.
Title, let a grown man stand beside her. Although Zhuge Buliang is only fourteen or fifteen years old, she is extremely evil to Zhuge Buliang. Letting Zhuge Buliang stand on her flying sword is really worse than killing her.
Uncomfortable.
"Stop standing there stupidly, let's go!" Zhuge Buliang looked at her and chuckled, showing a smile that showed a successful plot.
The woman in white clenched her silver teeth and snorted coldly. The fairy sword on her back was unsheathed. It was a long sword with a faint blue light.
"Get up!" The woman in white suddenly shouted, picked up Zhuge Buliang and threw him into the air. The latter screamed in fright.
"call out"
The light blue fairy sword drew a stream of light and rushed to Zhuge Buliang's feet. Zhuge Buliang stepped on the light blue fairy sword, shaking for a while, as if it would fall from the air at any time. White shadows flashed past, and the woman in white touched her feet.
Fairy Sword, steady your body and stand in front of Zhuge Buliang.
The two of them were in close contact, and bursts of sweet fragrance passed into their noses.
"Whoosh"
The flying sword rushed into the sky at an extremely fast speed. Zhuge Buliang quickly grabbed the round shoulders of the woman in white with both hands. Although he was separated by clothes, he could still feel how smooth the skin of the woman in white was.
"Let go!" the woman in white shouted coldly. It was precisely because she did not want to be close to Zhuge Buliang for too long that she accelerated her flight speed. Unexpectedly, Zhuge Buliang put his hand on her shoulder.
"Sister, you're flying so fast. What if I don't catch you and you fall down?" Zhuge Buliang kept yelling strangely.
The woman in white was irritated, her cold cheeks were flushed, and she thought to herself: "Damn that guy! Just scare him and make him let go." After thinking about it, she thought about it, put some force on her feet, and the flying sword carried the two of them high in the air.
A 360-degree rotation.
"Oh my god!" Zhuge Buliang's face changed, and he was extremely frightened. His hands on the shoulders of the woman in white suddenly hugged her soft and thin waist.
The woman in white was shocked. She felt like she was being electrocuted all over her body. She almost lost control of the sword and fell from the sky.
The woman in white shouted angrily: "Asshole! Let go!"
"Why are you spinning around for nothing? You want to scare people to death!" Zhuge Buliang screamed and hugged him even tighter.
"I told you to let go! Do you hear me!" The woman in white was really anxious. She had always been cold and arrogant since she was a child. She had never been touched by other men's hands, but now she was really hugged by a man.
, how could it not make her angry? What’s more, it’s still Zhuge Buliang.
Finally, the woman in white slowed down the speed of the flying sword, and Zhuge Buliang put his hand on her shoulder again. The woman in white moved her delicate body slightly, but this time she did not make a sound, and the other party put his hand on her shoulder.
It's much better than hugging yourself.
"What do you call me, senior sister?" Zhuge Buliang put his head to the face of the woman in white and asked. It had been three or four sticks of incense since we had known each other, and he still didn't know her name.
"Yin Mengli!" The woman in white replied coldly.
"Oh, it's a very beautiful name, very poetic and picturesque. What does this name mean?" Zhuge Buliang shook his head. But this question was indeed a bit out of tune. Since he said that his name was very beautiful and very poetic, he didn't know.
What does this name mean?
Yin Mengli was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore and only focused on wielding the sword.
Seeing that he was not being pleased, Zhuge Buliang curled his lips and stopped talking.
After flying the sword for less than a few minutes, Yin Mengli slowed down the speed of the flying sword. Zhuge Buliang looked forward and saw a mountain peak floating in front of him, but it was much smaller than the Fushan Mountain at the top of the Yaohai Sect.
There are also pavilions and pavilions built on this suspended mountain peak, shrouded in fairy mist, like a hidden heavenly palace.
Moreover, this floating mountain is full of fairy trees with fiery red flowers. Zhuge Buliang has never seen this kind of plant.