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Wu Qizhe returned the Cihang Sword Code to Fan Qinghui after reading it. Although the Cihang Sword Code is considered a unique skill, it won't improve his current martial arts much, so it doesn't matter if he learns it or not.

He didn't let Fan Qinghui and Shi Feixuan leave immediately, but arranged for them to stay in the army camp.

Although Fan Qinghui felt a little uneasy in her heart, she did not refute, for she was afraid that Wu Qizhe would see something wrong.

At night, Wu Qizhe quietly came to Fan Qinghui's big tent.

Wu Qizhe was discovered by Fan Qinghui as soon as he entered the account.

"I don't know why the emperor came to visit late at night." Fan Qinghui's beautiful face remained calm.

Wu Qizhe was looking at Fan Qinghui at this time, but he felt that the woman in front of him was dressed in white clothes better than snow, with a soft and elegant skirt, which fit her body closely, and her graceful and charming figure aroused infinite imagination.

But there is a hosta on her cloud-shaped hair, delicate face, picturesque eyebrows, crystal clear and white skin, exuding the charm of a mature woman, elegant but a little coquettish movements, making people even more fascinated by it .

"I'm curious, Master Zhai, what is your purpose in lending me the sword manual?" Wu Qizhe sized up Fan Qinghui's charming figure.

Fan Qinghui sighed: "Why is poor nun's good intentions always misunderstood by others?"

"Don't you find it ridiculous to say that?" Wu Qizhe looked at Fan Qinghui coldly.

"Even if there is some purpose, isn't the poor nun in vain? The emperor's martial arts realm is much higher than Ning Dao's brother, isn't his mood not affected at all?" Fan Qinghui smiled slightly.

"So, you really have bad intentions." Wu Qizhe looked at Fan Qinghui with a smile.

"Since the emperor insists on thinking this way, the poor nun has nothing to say, but now that the world is about to be unified, how could the poor nun do such a thing that would harm the happiness of the common people." Fan Qinghui sighed, and said The appearance of worrying about the country and the people.

Wu Qizhe took a few steps forward and looked at Fan Qinghui's clear and bright eyes. From the other's phoenix eyes, he couldn't see any dodge or tension in his eyes. Others only felt that she had a clear conscience, and even asked themselves how could they have the heart to doubt the other party? .

He sneered in his heart, and had to secretly praise Fan Qinghui's really good acting skills, compared to her, Shi Feixuan was indeed far behind.

Wu Qizhe stepped forward and grabbed Fan Qinghui's bright wrist, exerting a little force on his palm.

Fan Qinghui frowned slightly,

There was a look of surprise on Qiao Qiao's face. Could it be that this stupid gentleman wanted to do something to him in the central army camp? If you do something excessive, that poor nun can only die to prove his innocence."

"Master Fan Zhai was joking, how could I be willing to force you to death." Wu Qizhe immediately let go of Fan Qinghui's wrist, but it has to be said that the skin on the other's wrist is really delicate and smooth, as delicate as a newborn baby.

Wu Qizhe just grabbed Fan Qinghui's bright wrist, of course not just to take advantage of it, but without Fan Qinghui noticing, he had already injected a trace of heavenly devil's true energy into the opponent's body, and there will be a good show later.

He sat down opposite Fan Qinghui and looked at him leisurely.

Seeing that Wu Qizhe didn't leave, Fan Qinghui just sat across from him, feeling puzzled, and said casually, "If the emperor is fine, please leave, and the poor nun still needs to meditate, I'm not used to having people watching."

Wu Qizhe said with a smile: "It seems that Zhaizhu's meditation skills are not enough. I heard that if you are an eminent monk, even if you are in a busy city, you can meditate for three days and three nights without being affected by the surrounding environment at all. Now, I am alone. It can affect Zhaizhu's Zen mind, it seems that Zhaizhu's Buddhist practice is not up to par."

Fan Qinghui remained unmoved, closed her eyes, and settled down in meditation. She didn't believe that Wu Qizhe would stay here all night. If she really dared to do something, she could just shout out loudly, so that everyone in the barracks would know that the monarch they are loyal to is a What a fool.

It's just that Fan Qinghui took it for granted. The soldiers in the barracks were all hardcore supporters of Wu Qizhe who worshiped Wu Qizhe as a god. How could they oppose their king just because of a mere Master of Cihang Jingzhai.

Maybe after they learned that Wu Qizhe treated Fan Qinghui like that, they would still clap their hands and let the aloof Master Cihang Jingzhai fall down to the mundane world. It would be a pleasant thing to think about.

Fan Qinghui's eyelashes trembled slightly, her pretty face became even more rosy, and her breath became heavier.

Even the body has a strange feeling that has never been experienced before.

A pair of almond eyes opened suddenly, only to find that Wu Qizhe was sitting opposite him calmly, even with his eyes closed.

Fan Qinghui really couldn't figure out why there was such a strange reaction in his body, he closed his beautiful eyes, silently practiced the sword code, and planned to forcefully suppress the thoughts in his heart.

But things were completely beyond her expectations. No matter how she tried to use the sword code, it seemed that she couldn't suppress the strangeness in her heart, and instead it became more and more serious.

I saw a seductive blush on her face, extending to her neck, and even her body began to heat up, her lazy limbs began to feel weak, and it was numb as if ten thousand ants were crawling on her body.

When Fan Qinghui opened his eyes again, he looked at Wu Qizhe opposite, and what appeared in his eyes was no longer disgust, but a kind of longing.

Wu Qizhe felt Fan Qinghui's gaze and opened his eyes at the same time.

At this time, Fan Qinghui was no longer as holy and cold as usual, but instead had a bit more seductive demeanor that seduced all living beings.

Wu Qizhe knew that the true qi of the Heavenly Demon had begun to take effect, so he approached Fan Qinghui on his own initiative.

Fan Qinghui's eyes are watery, and she took the initiative to embrace Wu Qizhe, sending her charming fragrance.

For a while, Wu Qizhe could be regarded as enjoying the taste of Fan Qinghui, the Taoist leader, but soon he felt a salty taste in his mouth, which was the taste of blood.

Fan Qinghui pushed Wu Qizhe away, only to see that her complexion was flushed, then turned white, white turned red again, the frequency became more and more frequent, and her appearance was strange.

She was very confident in the poison she had inflicted, she firmly believed that Wu Qizhe would die in a few days, and she felt that her merits and virtues were consummated. In this situation, in order to avoid humiliation, she immediately chose to kill herself. She didn't really put her life and death at risk, but she had no other choice. She was afraid that if she procrastinated, she would really be unable to bear the temptation of the demon , The face-to-face faint king broke his innocence.

And her originally charming face began to age slowly, and her body gradually began to wither and thin, like a seventy or eighty-year-old woman. She struggled to open her eyes with fading light, and the strange color on her jade face suddenly disappeared, and then sanctity appeared. The brilliance, revealing a very humane smile, weak but indifferent said: "Fun Lord, poor nun is waiting for you on Huangquan Road."

"If you want to die, don't even think about it." Wu Qizhe's wood elemental power began to flow into Fan Qinghui's body continuously, restoring her vitality that should have been extinct.

Death never came, but Fan Qinghui noticed the changes in her body.

Lowering her head, her small mouth immediately opened wide, revealing an expression of disbelief.

Her figure went from shriveled to full again, and she seemed to be a little more attractive than before, and the pair of jade hands visible to the naked eye were even more perfect than before. Subconsciously pinching his face lightly, the skin is more tender and more sexual, every inch seems to be full of vitality.

Wu Qizhe suddenly pushed Fan Qinghui onto the couch.

I have to admit that this Taoist leader is also a master who seduces all beings, no matter his appearance, figure, or icy skin, he is not inferior to Zhu Yuyan at all.

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