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"I want you!"

"I'll give you this token of love too!"

When Xuanqing said this, his heart was broken, and every word seemed to be dug out from his chest.

Qingyan was very proud when she heard this.

"It would have been nice if you had known this earlier."

"Humph!"

She hummed softly, hung the token on her waist, then stretched out her delicate hand and urged:

"Give me the token!"

Xuanqing was still kneeling on the ground with a complicated expression.

He slowly stretched out his hands, and an exquisite red rope bracelet appeared in his palms.

This bracelet is made of an ancient copper coin and several small bells.

This copper coin is an heirloom of the Xuanqing family, carrying the family's glory and heritage.

The red rope and bell were specially bought by Xuanqing.

He personally wove them into a bracelet, and once happily gave it to Xu Wan, and put it on her with his own hands.

However, the next day Xu Wan angrily returned it to Xuanqing. At that time, Xuanqing was full of loss and confusion.

Now, facing the enchanting and charming Qingyan, Xuanqing was helpless and had to use this token to lure her temporarily.

He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the bracelet could temporarily stabilize Qingyan and give him a chance to find an opportunity to escape.

Qingyan looked at the red rope bracelet in Xuanqing's hand, and a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.

"What is the function of this red rope? Can it compare to the soul-calling bell on my foot?"

Xuanqing slowly stood up and gently placed the red rope bracelet in Qingyan's hand.

His fingers trembled slightly.

next interest.

He quickly withdrew his hand and placed it behind his back, clenching it into a fist.

He forced a smile and said:

"Qingyan, since you have given your heart and soul to me, you can take this token of love."

"This copper coin is an heirloom from my ancestors. Since you are mine..."

Qingyan listened to Xuanqing's affectionate words, frowning slightly, thinking to herself:

"This Taoist priest changes his expression so quickly, so cunning!"

Although she was confused, she held the red rope bracelet tightly in her hand, fearing that Xuanqing would suddenly take it back.

Seeing that Qingyan seemed unwilling to believe what he said, Xuanqing reached out to take the red rope.

Qingyan immediately clenched her fists and held the red rope tightly in her palms.

Xuan Qing explained helplessly:

"I just want to wear it for you. I can satisfy you with whatever you want."

"Take me to the lake to wash, and then I will serve you well."

When Qingyan heard this, a hint of excitement flashed in her eyes.

"really?"

she asked.

Xuanqing nodded, but was secretly calculating in his heart.

He knew that the lake water seemed to be a spiritual spring that could restore his spiritual power.

As long as he goes to the lake, he will have the opportunity to recover his strength, and then directly kill this witch to prevent future troubles.

……

The scene changes.

The lake is rippling with green waves.

Xuanqing was shirtless, swimming leisurely in the lake like a free fish.

A red silk was tightly wrapped around his waist, and the silk swayed gently in the water.

shore.

Qingyan had a graceful figure. She held the other end of the red silk tightly and leaned lightly against the willow tree.

Her eyes were fixed on Xuanqing who was swimming happily in the lake, with both anticipation and a hint of anxiety in her eyes.

"Come up when you're done washing. I'm a little tired!"

Xuanqing was secretly delighted when he heard this.

He took a few gulps of the cool lake water, feeling the refreshing chill.

Then he slowly emerged from the lake with a sly smile on his face:

"Quick! Quick!"

After saying that, he dived into the lake again, feeling that the cold water seemed to have magical power, making him feel extremely comfortable all over.

Qingyan on the shore was getting a little impatient.

She frowned slightly, jumped, and fell directly into the lake.

She pulled the red silk, her tone a little coquettish:

"Xuanqing, come out!"

Seeing this, Xuanqing swam hurriedly to Qingyan.

Smile.

He put his arms around Qingyan's waist.

"Qingyan, sorry to have kept you waiting! Why don't we just stay in the water..."