Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

"As soon as you came, you pulled me aside to cry and complain, and never asked about other things!" Feng Ling'er said a little aggrievedly, with crystal tears glittering in her beautiful eyes.

"Why are you crying after just a few words?" Lu Hao couldn't help but sigh.

"You don't even know how fierce your expression is!" Tears rolled down Feng Ling'er's beautiful eyes and then she threw herself into Lu Hao's arms.

"Does Ye Qingwu really have someone she likes?" Lu Hao couldn't help but ask.

"Why do you always mention that girl? Do you like her?" Feng Ling'er looked at him nervously with tearful eyes.

Hearing this, Lu Hao remained silent.

"I advise you to give up this idea. That girl has already fallen in love with Tang Ming. You should still like me. Besides, I am no worse than her and I can understand your thoughts better." Feng Ling'er said tenderly.

"She really has a lover!" Lu Hao sighed softly, with a lost expression on his face.

At this time, Feng Ling'er actually stood on tiptoe and kissed his face again.

"What are you doing!" Lu Hao opened his eyes wide, hurriedly pushed Feng Ling'er's delicate body away, and took two steps back in panic to keep his distance.

"What am I doing? I've fallen in love with you." Feng Ling'er said foolishly.

"We've only met twice. What do you like about me? You just covet my strong body!" Lu Hao covered his strong body and kept backing away, his eyes showing a wary look, to prevent the woman in front of him from rushing towards him at any time.

"I like your dominance, your gangster temperament, your wildness, your strong possessiveness, your concentration when painting, your unruly character, and your gentle tone towards me. Is that enough?" Feng Ling'er bit her bright red lips with her pearly teeth and expressed her love affectionately.

Lu Hao finally figured out that the delicate woman in front of him really liked the feeling of being conquered by a man.

"I admit that my charm is irresistible to you women, but we really can't be together." Lu Hao first flicked his bangs proudly, and then still rejected the possibility of the two of them being together.

When Feng Ling'er saw Lu Hao's smug expression, she was amused at first, and then started crying.

"You will stay in the palace and stay with me forever. We can stay together forever. I will give you whatever you want!" Feng Ling'er pulled Lu Hao's soft arm and said tenderly.

"Let's keep our distance from now on!" Lu Hao looked stern and ruthlessly shook off her hand that was on him.

As a result, Feng Ling'er fell to the ground, and her delicate and crystal pink arm hit a sharp stone, and blood immediately flowed out from her crystal skin.

Lu Hao was also stunned when he saw this scene. He wondered if he had used too much force and pushed the other person down, and he was also afraid that the woman had fallen on purpose.

He went forward to help her, but he was worried that the woman would become obsessed with him.

The Tianhuo Dynasty has been very kind to the Yuntian Sect and has saved the Yuntian Sect from danger several times. The two sides have had a deep connection since the time of Taoist Tianyun, and the current Fire Emperor also helped Lu Hao resist the pursuit of the Thunder God Temple in the last battle of the Yuntian Sect.

In addition, he is also entangled with the little princess, so keeping distance is the best option.

When Lu Hao thought of this, he no longer hesitated and left without hesitation, determined not to have any entanglement with Feng Ling'er.

"Wuwuwuwu..." The sobbing sound of a woman could be heard from behind.

Lu Hao was determined in his heart and continued to move forward step by step without looking back.

"Are you really so cruel that you want to abandon a weak woman like me here!" Feng Ling'er cried.

Hearing this, Lu Hao still didn't turn back, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

"You heartless person, I hate you, I hate you, wuwuwu..." Feng Ling'er's eyes were blurred with tears. She put her jade hands on her knees and cried sadly, like an abandoned jade rabbit.

The next moment, a figure appeared behind her.

"Oh!" Lu Hao sighed softly, and spiritual power surged in his palm, healing the wound on Feng Ling'er's pink arm, and the wound healed quickly.

"I knew you would come back!" Feng Ling'er smiled through her tears and threw herself into Lu Hao's arms. Her crystal tears fell in pairs like pearls that had broken off the string, wetting Lu Hao's chest.

"I don't know what's good about myself. If my charm is too great, can I be more restrained?" Lu Hao shook his head with a wry smile, and then gently helped her up.

"Oh, my leg seems to be injured and I can't walk anymore!" Feng Ling'er limped to her feet and said with a frown.

"Your injured arm is not your arm, what does it have to do with your leg? Besides, you are a cultivator, how could you get injured so easily?" Lu Hao sighed softly, knowing that the other party was lying.

"It's true, my leg is really injured. Don't you believe me?" Feng Ling'er's eyes were filled with tears, and the crystal tears were rolling in her eyes, as if if Lu Hao didn't believe it, these tears would roll down in pairs and strings the next moment.

Compared with Ye Qingwu, Feng Ling'er seemed to be more fragile and liked to cry at any time. Her pitiful appearance made everyone feel pity for her.

"Then what do you want?" Lu Hao looked at Feng Ling'er who was about to cry. He really couldn't bear to be cruel, so he could only say helplessly.

"I want you to carry me on your back!" Feng Ling'er's pretty face was flushed like the sunset, and her slender jade fingers were twisted together, revealing her inner tension and anticipation.

"Come on up!" Lu Hao bent down, and Feng Ling'er's legs seemed to be healed instantly. She jumped up on his back excitedly, as if all the haze had been dispelled.

"Hold on tight, let's go." Lu Hao adjusted his posture slightly to ensure Feng Ling'er could lie comfortably on his back, and then walked out of the bamboo forest step by step.

"I don't want to go back to the palace. Can you go outside the palace and walk with me?" Feng Ling'er leaned on Lu Hao's shoulder with a happy smile.

"If you reject me, I will hate you for the rest of my life and curse you to be weak for the rest of your life!" Feng Ling'er was afraid that he would reject her, so she quickly added.

"Such a vicious curse!" Lu Hao smiled bitterly and sneaked out of the palace.

Lu Hao carried her on his back and flew in the air. Before he knew it, Feng Ling'er had happily fallen asleep on his shoulder, with a cute trickle of saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth.

A huge bright moon was in the sky, and the cold moonlight fell on the couple, as if they were covered with a layer of gauze. Under the moonlight, Feng Ling'er's delicate face looked even more ethereal, as if the fairy Guanghan had come to earth.

Lu Hao heard the rhythmic breathing behind him and smiled. He didn't want to wake her up, so he continued flying.

Behind the two of them was a huge silver moon, and their outlines were clearly reflected on the moon. The scene was extremely beautiful.