Beauty helps me achieve immortality

The next evening.

The setting sun is gentle and the sky is full of red clouds.

In Qingquan County outside the Ice Valley, the ancient road between the valleys is wide and long, leading directly to the endless yellow sand outside the pass.

The pass that was once howled by fierce winds has now become peaceful and deserted.

At a glance, the huge tornado was no longer visible, and only a few scattered soldiers were left chatting boredly.

The world is vast, the setting sun sinks into the yellow sand, and it is desolate and lonely.

The white-haired woman had a lazy and indifferent expression as she walked in front of the family, attracting the peddlers and soldiers to look at her sideways and be secretly frightened.

The slender and graceful figure...becomes longer and longer under the reflection of the setting sun.

Gradually, gradually... it approached the Nine-Star Seal that covered the entire Chu State.

At the end of the sky, a small apricot-yellow boat left the State of Chu first and floated in the distant horizon waiting for them.

Shuyue and Qinghuan rode on the same camel. Qinghuan had a more voluptuous and tall figure, so she rode behind Shuyue, gently hugging her slender waist and whispering to her.

Zhao Qing and his aunt walked hand in hand, their eyes silently gazing at Si He's figure.

The moment the languid white-haired fairy stepped out of the pass, Zhao Qing sighed and whispered in his heart...

"Master, let's go."

Thousands of miles behind them, in the quiet bedroom of Songshanfang.

Si He was watching TV leisurely, resting his head on his arm. At this moment, with a piece of dry grass between his lips, he chuckled softly and muttered to himself, "Go away."

……

Zhao Qing nodded slightly, held his aunt's delicate hand tightly, and the two of them followed her out of the pass.

I don’t know if it’s because of what Senior Sister Zhang said.

He now had a lot of illusions out of thin air, as if every time he left the State of Chu, he could not predict when he would return next time.

Maybe ten days or half a month.

Maybe ten or several decades.

Fortunately, Si He's incarnation has now reached the middle stage of Qi training, and is no different from an ordinary cultivator. He will no longer feel lonely and cold when traveling outside together.

After the seal of Shouyun Mountain was lifted, the family rarely stayed at home.

But now... the entire Chu State is their home.

"Out."

"Is there anything you want to say?"

Si He's deep and beautiful eyes fluttered gently, and he turned around to look back at Zhao Qing and the vast seal behind him, and whispered coldly.

See this situation.

My aunt's eyes narrowed slightly, and she unconsciously showed a bit of playfulness and frivolity.

Have something to say?

After leaving the State of Chu, Zhao Qing would definitely become the master.

I just don’t know…

Zhao Qing chuckled and shook his head: "Master's cultivation is still low, let Ning'er Yuzhou take you."

A small apricot-yellow boat descended from the sky, and a smile filled her red lemon-lily eyes as she responded cheerfully, "My Lady?"

"Let's take a flying boat and see this desert from the sky." Shuyue and Qinghuan Yufeng stepped onto the spirit boat and let the spirit camel disappear at the end of the yellow sand.

The aunt flew up and boarded the boat as well. Her fluttering red dress blocked the view of Zhao Qing and Si He.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk—”

Si He whispered with suspicion and disdain, as if he was deliberately teasing someone.

"What... Master? Are you still waiting for me to carry you?"

Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, held Si He horizontally in his arms, and took her onto his own small apricot boat...

At the same time, he chuckled in his heart and said, "There will be many days of bullying in the future, don't be impatient."

Si He's frivolous jokes came in an instant.

"The master's body has no cultivation."

"If you want to call me master, then call me master. If you want to treat me as a plaything, then treat me as a plaything."

"It depends on your conscience..."

Zhao Qing:! ?

conscience?

Where the hell do I have a conscience?

Si He laughed lightly: "Yeah, but why isn't Dad angry with Xiao He yet?"

"Is there no order?"

Zhao Qing sneered in his heart: "Yes, why not?"

"I order you to abstain from sex for one month and be a good master."

Si He:......

"Your orders are truly cruel."

The sun sets in the desert and sand flies across the sky.

The white-haired fairy stood quietly on the edge of the flying boat, her deep eyes looking lazy and cold...which was incompatible with the words and laughter in her heart.

Zhao Qing didn't tease her anymore.

He knew that the small contrast was just for fun, just to truly experience that unprecedented feeling.

But his master was so good to him, how could he really do anything to him?

If I have the chance in the future, I will just try it.

"Bah! You duplicitous bastard."

"You just learned bad things from Zhang Jinyi."

"You're deliberately trying to keep your master in suspense, aren't you?"

Zhao Qing: ...

"I haven't thought of it that way."

The six members of the family all lay on the edge of the flying boat, quietly gazing at the magnificent sight of the sunset in the desert.

a moment.

The aunt's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and she glanced at Si He and Qing Huan, then leaned over and kissed the man's ear, looking back at the distant land of Chu with a smile.

I felt a warm and moist touch on my cheeks, and the flying green silk ribbons with a cool and subtle fragrance hit my face and neck, making me feel itchy.

Zhao Qing chuckled without saying anything, but his arms were tightly around his aunt's slender waist, and he quietly leaned against her side to watch the desert.

The yellow sands of Liguo stretch for thousands of miles.

All I could see was wind and sand, and still wind and sand.

There doesn't seem to be anything good to see.

"you……"

Zhou Xiaoyi gently pressed the big hand that was caressing her waist, her expression a little cold, but her beautiful eyes were full of anticipation.

"If you...just want to see the sea of ​​clouds, then I won't go."

Zhao Qing understood immediately.

Without saying a word, he poured his spiritual consciousness, which was close to the Golden Core Realm, into the woman's Niwan in an almost rough manner, rushing around recklessly and unscrupulously.

Zhou Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes suddenly lost focus, and she couldn't help but moan and gasp softly.

Shuyue looked at her with a puzzled smile, as if she had thought of something, then she turned and pulled Ningmei to tell her story in secret.

"Look at the desert of Liguo."

"Go aft."

Zhao Qing smiled and held his aunt in his arms, took off her embroidered shoes and silk stockings, and repeated the words he remembered.

In fact, he couldn't remember it clearly now.

But it's generally correct.

Zhou Xiaoyi's face flushed, and she seemed a little ashamed and angry.

Unlike the spiritual cultivation in previous years, her mind was in turmoil and now she could no longer resist in the slightest.

But... she didn't need to resist.

Just hum a cool sound from your nose -

"Ah."

Zhao Qing connected with the woman's spiritual consciousness, gently holding her delicate hand, and the two of them walked slowly towards the other end of the flying boat.

My aunt's long black hair danced lightly in the wind and sand, and her graceful gauze dress swayed in the wind.

The slender and straight beautiful legs were looming, and when they moved slowly... the green jade toes lightly tapped the wooden boat, and the exquisite and beautiful snow-capped feet fell without making any sound, but were stained with a little dust.

"I……"

Her cold voice trembled slightly, as if she could not endure the fighting in the mud pill.

how many years?

Fourteen years...fifteen years...

-

Fifteen years ago, on the Purple Pearl Spirit Boat heading to Zhongzhou.

She was in this posture, stepping across the boat with her slender bare feet, and she and Zhao Qing stood at the end of the flying boat, looking at the mountains and water, casually chatting about their own stories, and also agreed to go to the stern of the boat to see the glacier next time.

"I've only heard that there's an endless state outside of Yongning."

"Now it seems that there is not much difference."

"You should be better than me."

"I haven't even left the eight southwestern counties, let alone the State of Chu."

"I have been to Liguo once."

"If we have the chance, we can go see the desert."

"Where is the desert?"

"To the west of Li Country lies a vast expanse of yellow sand."

……

Zhao Qing gently embraced his aunt's delicate body, and the two of them quietly enjoyed the hustle and bustle and tranquility here.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand away from the country.

They've seen it all over the years.

Not long ago, I brought Baldy and Nangong with me and spent a few days wandering in the heart of the desert.

But this time, it is a little different from the past.

I have to accompany my aunt to pick up my mother... to Juechen Valley in Li State, to pick up the cold fairy who left Chu State for nearly twenty years.

Zhao Qing accompanied Qinghuan to see his sister very early in the morning.

But my aunt has been waiting for fifteen years.

In the early years, their family had no confidence and was in turmoil, so they were unable to go to the country to see their mother-in-law.

After that, there was the matter of Miao Jian's misfortune and the ruins of the Immortal Sect. My aunt and my biological father were also at odds with each other, so the matter was put on hold for the time being.

Later... Qing Huan was robbed... The danger of the blood child...

In a blink of an eye, he was already traveling around the world.

Zhao Qing gently caressed his aunt's face and slowly tied up her hair into a bun.

Now my aunt has had some conversation with Zhou Zongliang, so even if she meets Miao Jian again, there is no need to avoid him deliberately, and the Wanxiang Sect is not worth mentioning.

Senior Sister is gone, it's time for me to face Qingying...

"Madam, your hair is so beautiful. Today, you look even more charming than usual."

After hearing Zhao Qing's gentle smile, my aunt's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and her expression became vaguely hesitant.

She stopped looking at the man and instead gazed at the setting sun at the end of the sky. She struggled and whispered, "Zhao Qing..."

"Let's not get married, okay?"

Zhao Qing was slightly surprised for a moment. He followed his aunt's gaze and smiled at the dim and gloomy sunset. "Why? Junior Sister Zhou wants to remarry?"

The woman was stunned for a long time, then slowly leaned over the edge of the spirit boat and whispered, "Back then, you promised to show me around, to take me on tours, to accompany me and protect me as we searched for Yujing..."

“Now we have done it.”

"I used to want to marry you and spend the rest of my life with you."

"Can……"

Zhao Qing chuckled and shook his head, then he sat comfortably on the edge of the spirit boat, holding his aunt's delicate body in his arms and cuddling with her: "But what?"

The aunt's beautiful eyes wandered, and she rested her head quietly on the man's shoulder and whispered, "But after more than ten years of our journey together, and now that we're getting married, I always feel like something is...over."

What is over?

Zhao Qing glanced sideways at the setting sun in the sky again, and vaguely understood his aunt's thoughts.

For a moment, I felt a little melancholy.

Yes, after so many years together, we are finally getting married.

Zhao Qing grasped his aunt's fair chin, lifted her beautiful face to look at him, and sneered contemptuously, "Of course it has to end."

"Do you still want me to spoil you for the rest of your life?"

"From now on, I will stay at home to sew clothes and cook, and be your walking wife."

My aunt looked up in surprise and whispered in a daze, "So you won't spoil me anymore?"

"Well, I won't spoil you anymore. You are too cold-tempered."

Zhao Qing smiled and leaned his head against his aunt's fair forehead. When their eyes met, their lips seemed to be touching.

Zhou Xiaoyi stared blankly.

Turning away, he said coldly, "That won't work."

"From today on, you must braid my hair and bathe my feet every day. I am your wife now."

Zhao Qing leaned lazily aside, looking at his aunt's cold face with a smile.

"Um--?"

"Then I won't marry you. It's too tiring."

The little aunt's beautiful eyes were filled with smiles. She looked back and whispered softly, "Then for my husband, I will wear a bun every day... Is that okay?"

"anything else?"

Zhao Qing chuckled and questioned.

"Husband."

The woman's beautiful eyes lingered on her own flawless ankles, and she whispered playfully, "Do you love your daughter's face the most, or her slender feet?"

"After marrying you, my daughter will be barefoot for you for the rest of her life."

Zhao Qing: ???

This……

"That won't work. Won't others see us naked?"

There seemed to be ripples in the aunt's eyes. She smiled frivolously at Zhao Qing, who was leaning on her shoulder, and said charmingly, "But..."

"But when you first met your daughter..."

"My eyes were always on my daughter's face and slender feet."

"After marriage, a daughter's face and feet become her husband's playthings."

Ok?

Zhao Qing slowly frowned: "When have I ever seen it?"

"No?" The aunt rested her head comfortably on the man's legs and looked at him with a smile.

Forget it...it's been fifteen years, who doesn't know who?

Zhao Qing chuckled and caressed the woman's face: "I remember that time, you were not this delicate."

"Cold and distant."

Zhou Xiaoyi felt the warmth of the palm on her cheek, slowly closed her beautiful eyes and whispered, "I remember back then, you weren't as confident and calm as you are now."

"It's like he's carrying countless worries, all written on his face."

Zhao Qing burst out laughing.

"A good wife in the family is like a good prime minister in the country."

"It's all thanks to Madam's good training over the years."

My aunt chuckled without comment, and slowly raised her head, allowing the man's palm to completely caress her cheek.

"A good man in the family is like a wise ruler to the people."

"I know my own character. I'm often self-righteous, arrogant, and unreasonable."

"It's all thanks to my husband's coaxing over the years. If it were an ordinary family, they would have kicked me out long ago."

Zhou Xiaoyi seemed to have thought of something again.

Filled with joy, she turned over and nestled in Zhao Qing's arms: "Senior Brother Zhao?"

"Yes, yes."

Zhao Qing responded gently and looked up at Shuyue Ningmei with a smile. The whole family was secretly staring at him... It was so rare to see my aunt act so pretentiously.

"I remember those days..."

"Even the slightest contact with my senior brother, or even just a glance, would still make me feel a little bit resistant and a little bit nervous."

"When we are together in the same room, gazing at the bright moon, our thoughts are bound to be complicated and our hearts are bound to tremble."

Zhao Qing followed his aunt's thoughts and chuckled as he continued:

"When I communicate with my junior sister, I will also be full of expectations."

"The crowd on the top of Danxia City jumped up, and I felt my heart was in my throat. I didn't dare to move any more... I didn't even know where to put my hands."

"Junior sister's green tangerine tea is sour and astringent, the chessboard and pieces are icy cold, and the embroidered shoes behind the door are neatly arranged. When I think about them in my spare time, I can't help but feel restless."

Zhou Xiaoyi smiled frivolously, and her beautiful eyes stared at the big hand caressing her plump breasts.

Then she lightly lifted her slender legs and stepped softly on the man's body: "But now, no matter how much Senior Brother touches me and humiliates me, Xiaoyi will not resist or feel ashamed."

Zhao Qing sighed and looked at his aunt's delicate feet: "I'm a little tired of seeing your cold face and your long, graceful legs and feet."

"Ah!"

"Are you tired of this?"

The aunt glanced at him coldly, but only saw tenderness in the man's eyes.

Yes, the excitement and sweetness of those years have long disappeared without a trace.

It can't be found.

"I'm tired of it, but I'm used to it." Zhao Qing chuckled and stared at his aunt's cold face, then answered seriously.

"So we'll sleep in separate rooms from now on?"

My aunt whispered playfully with frivolous disdain.

Hearing this, Zhao Qing stated the facts helplessly: "Haven't you always had your own little room? We've never slept in the same room before."

The woman's beautiful eyes drifted away, and her soft red lips pursed in a look of joy: "From now on, my husband, my two sisters, and I will sleep together every day."

"Husband."

"Ok?"

"Thank you for your hard work over the years."