Tianhua Sword Sect has three springs, four streams and six peaks, of which Canghua Peak is the main peak. Chen Zhuo stood on the top of Yunhua Peak and looked out. He saw Canghua Peak towering into the clouds, with no clear end, which shows how high it is.
After chopping down sixteen purple bamboos with a wooden sword in the back mountain early in the morning, Chen Zhuo began to sit in meditation and rest.
This purple bamboo is different from ordinary bamboo. It is extremely hard. If you only have the Mingxi realm cultivation and use a wooden sword to chop it, you need to carefully guide the spiritual energy and gather it on the blade. Only by chopping it down smoothly can you get a smooth cut surface that the master and elders are satisfied with. Otherwise, this sword will only chop the purple bamboo crooked.
"Brother Chen, you are very skillful. You have already finished chopping the bamboo before noon."
A strange voice came from not far away. Chen Zhuo opened his eyes and saw a figure in green clothes walking in from the bamboo forest. The person had sunken eyes and a sinister look. It was Mo Yang, who had had a verbal dispute with Chen Zhuo a few days ago.
Chen Zhuo did not stand up, but said calmly: "Excuse me, Senior Brother Mo. If I cannot finish it before noon, I will be punished by the senior brothers. I dare not neglect it."
Mo Yang stared at Chen Zhuo with his gloomy eyes for a long time. He had just taken a look at the bamboos and was really surprised. The smoothness of the cut surface was far beyond his expectation. Even though he himself was also a top-grade Mingxi Realm cultivator, he could not achieve what Chen Zhuo did.
Although he knew that this didn't mean anything, at most it showed that Chen Zhuo's subtle control over spiritual energy was still better than his own.
However, just based on this point, he was already filled with jealousy. He was just a menial disciple, so why was he more powerful than a genuine beginner disciple like him?
After a long while, Mo Yang smiled and said, "Junior Brother Chen has an extraordinary family background. I thought you were used to a life of luxury and comfort, and now you must be uncomfortable... But the result is beyond my expectation. Could it be the fate of the young master to be a servant? That's good. I need Junior Brother Chen's help with something. I was afraid that it would cause a lot of trouble. Now it seems that I was worrying too much."
Chen Zhuo knew without thinking that Mo Yang had bad intentions. He could also understand the sarcastic remarks in his words. Chen Zhuo said coldly, "Brother Mo, please feel free to speak."
Mo Yang didn't take Chen Zhuo's attitude seriously. He just glanced at the mountain gate in the distance and said, "Actually, there's nothing wrong. I took Uncle Lin's blue bull out for a walk this morning and accidentally left some filth at the sect gate. I don't know why, but the smell is extremely stinky, and you can smell it a mile away against the wind. This really made me anxious. It's a small matter if it stinks the disciples of the sect, but it's a big matter if it damages the reputation of our Tianhua Sword Sect. If the elders of the sect know about it, I'm afraid they will vent their anger on the junior brother who is responsible for cleaning the sect, so I thought it was not good, and now I didn't even have time to clean it up, and I hurried over to tell my junior brother."
After saying this, this Senior Brother Mo even pretended to apologize.
Chen Zhuo could naturally see the malicious intentions of Senior Brother Mo. He recalled what happened at the mountain gate a few days ago and what the beautiful Senior Sister He Weiwei said, and he had already figured out the whole story.
However, he did not blame He Weiwei for causing trouble for him, because he knew very well that as long as Chen Zhuo stayed in Tianhua Sword Sect, such troubles would continue. He had seen it clearly enough.
Chen Zhuo took a deep breath and said calmly: "Thank you for telling me, Senior Brother. I will go and deal with the filth left by the green bull."
Mo Yang was a little disappointed that he didn't see Chen Zhuo's furious look, but he thought Chen Zhuo was just suppressing his anger, so he smiled and said, "In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Junior Brother."
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When he arrived at the place, Chen Zhuo finally understood the extent of the stench that Senior Brother Mo had mentioned.
Many disciples passing by the mountain gate pointed and talked. Although he couldn't hear what they were saying, Chen Zhuo understood clearly that they were talking about him, a chores disciple, not fulfilling his responsibilities.
Chen Zhuo didn't have the energy to think about other things. The most important thing now was to clean up the filth left by the blue cow.
When we reached the mountain gate, we found that the stench was getting stronger and stronger, and even if we pinched our noses, we still couldn't resist it.
"These people don't seem to have much talent in their daily practice, but they are very good at disgusting people."
Chen Zhuo thought secretly.
This blue ox used to eat light food, and I have never heard of it excreting such a foul smelling waste. I guess Mo Yang and others added seasoning to the blue ox's food today to make things difficult for me.
Just as he was about to start cleaning, he suddenly stopped.
There was originally a lot of noise all around, but now everything quieted down tacitly, which made Chen Zhuo's heart tighten.
Such a scene could only occur if a sect elder came nearby. Could it be that the noise at the mountain gate had disturbed an elder?
Coming here at this time, are you ready to hold yourself accountable?
Chen Zhuo subconsciously looked around.
But then I saw a noble and gorgeous figure in purple slowly approaching.
She was tall and plump, very graceful, and in her purple dress, her curves were perfect, making her look like a beauty.
Although her breasts were not as magnificent as He Weiwei's, they were also beautiful peaks. What was even more rare was that her every frown, every movement, every stillness revealed a natural nobility, a transcendent temperament, and an unfathomable depth.
A real person in the realm of divine thoughts.
As the figure approached, more and more disciples began to greet him respectfully: "Greetings, Mr. Bai."
The eyes of these disciples all revealed admiration and awe. There were countless cultivators in this world, but those who could truly reach the top were as rare as morning stars, let alone a woman with a stunning appearance.
The guest monk of Tianhua Sword Sect who was walking towards the mountain gate was such a person who had both. Although he had not reached the legendary realm of great immortality, his divine consciousness realm, which was known as small immortality, was enough to look down on the world.
Bai Keqing's real name is Bai Luohua, and she is known as the Luohua Goddess. She is the guest of Yunhuafeng's lineage. She doesn't have to take care of things on weekdays and rarely shows up. She will only help when Tianhua Sword Sect reaches a critical moment.
The guest officials of Tianhua Sword Sect were almost on par with the elders, and even the Sect Master would show respect to them.
There are five guest officials in Tianhua Sword Sect, but the one that the disciples remember most clearly is this guest official Bai.
The Divine Mind Realm is also known as the Small Immortality. When a cultivator reaches this realm, his life span is greatly increased and his appearance becomes almost permanent.
Although Bai Luohua has been famous for more than ten years, she still looks only in her early twenties, with skin as tender as that of a young girl in her twenties. She is undoubtedly a great beauty.
Such a beautiful and talented woman would be the biggest topic wherever she went.
Bai Luohua approached slowly, like a sword splitting the sea, and the disciples gathered at the mountain gate made way for her.
The disciples all lowered their heads slightly, and no one dared to look directly at the stunning appearance of this guest official.
Normally, some of the daring disciples would verbally take advantage of her in private, but now that they really met Bai Luohua, they all kept silent.
They found that compared to the sect elders who were always strict, this goddess Luo Hua was even more oppressive to them.
Bai Luohua glanced at the mountain gate and asked softly, "How did this come about?"
Because they couldn't figure out what she meant, no one dared to answer rashly.
At first everyone thought that Bai Luohua was going to punish Chen Zhuo, but now it seems that this is not the case.
Bai Luohua looked slightly cold, "With so many people here watching the fun, no one knows?"
A cold wind blew, chilling people all over.
Amidst the shoving and pushing, a timid young disciple stood out, not daring to look directly at Bai Luohua, and said, "This was left by Senior Brother Mo Yang when he was leading Senior Brother Lin's blue ox through the mountain gate."
This person usually walks very close to Mo Yang and others. This time, Mo Yang came up with such a way to make things difficult for Chen Zhuo, and it was also his contribution that contributed to his advice. Now that Bai Luhua saw him, and the five guests of Tianhua Sword Sect were very important in the hearts of the disciples, he was pushed out by the people around him.
Bai Luohua looked at him calmly.
But the gaze was like an extremely sharp sword, pressing against his head, causing the young disciple to tremble and bury his head even deeper, fearing that he would offend this guest official by mistake.
"An eyesore."
Bai Luohua said calmly, flicking his long sleeves, and a long wind rose from the ground, sweeping in all directions. In an instant, not only did it dissipate the lingering stench, but it also blew away the filth that was lingering in front of the door. When he looked closely, there was no trace of it.
But when this gust of wind fell on the disciple who was answering the question, it was like a thunderclap that suddenly exploded on the ground. His feet went weak and he knelt down with a pale face.
He didn't know how long it had been, but when he looked up again, the guest official had already disappeared.
Looking around, the crowd had dispersed, leaving Chen Zhuo alone, holding a broom and taking a nap by the door. He subconsciously wanted to get angry, but when he thought of the feeling Bai Luohua had given him just now, he shuddered involuntarily and didn't dare to say another word.
Sunset.
After finishing his chores, Chen Zhuo did not go to Baicui Building for lunch as usual, but went directly to the back mountain.
The autumn wind blows, the leaves fall, and the whole mountain is covered with red maple leaves. There is no trace of people, but there is a touch of purple, which is more dazzling than the fiery red of the world.
She stood alone in the shadow of maple trees on the lonely mountain, exuding not only nobility and holiness, but also an indescribable sense of loneliness and sadness.
She has already become a real person in the realm of divine thoughts and has glimpsed the way to immortality. What else is there to worry about?
Chen Zhuo looked from afar at the goddess Luo Hua, who held a very high status in the hearts of all the disciples of Tianhua Sword Sect, with a complicated look in his eyes.
After a long while, he finally stepped forward.
The footsteps startled the squirrel that was chewing nuts on the branch. It looked at Chen Zhuo who was approaching in panic, and devoured most of the remaining nuts in one gulp. Then it fled away like a fly, shaking the branch and causing the already shaky dead leaves on it to fall down.
"How was your practice today? Did you encounter any difficulties?" At the foot of the cliff in the back mountain, there were springs and dense forests. Bai Luohua stood with his hands behind his back, his back to Chen Zhuo.
Chen Zhuo bowed respectfully and said softly, "Aunt, Zhuo'er has made great progress in the "Qi Tian Jue" and can already contain seven sword moves in one finger sword. Although my cultivation has always remained at the upper level of the Ming Xi Realm and has not been able to break through the bottleneck and enter the Ning Yuan Realm, Zhuo'er is not in a hurry, because every day Zhuo'er can clearly feel that he is making progress."
If this sentence just now spread out, whether it was in the Tianhua Sword Sect or outside, from the martial arts world to the imperial court, it would cause a huge uproar.
Everyone only knew that Bai Luohua was a guest official of the Tianhua Sword Sect, and that she was the goddess of Luohua who was sought after by countless talented men and gentlemen as soon as she debuted. But who knew that Bai Luohua was actually Chen Zhuo's aunt?
Bai Luohua nodded slightly, his voice also showing a little more relief, and said: "Don't be arrogant or impatient, and proceed step by step. I feel relieved to hear that you can keep your composure. I thought you were so eager for revenge that you might be eager for quick success, but now it seems that I was worrying too much."
She turned around and looked at Chen Zhuo tenderly.
Chen Zhuo subconsciously lowered his head, not daring to look directly at him.
In the sect, he bowed his head because she was a distinguished guest official, while he was just a chores disciple.
Here, with only the two of them left, the reason why he lowered his head was much more pure.
Because this aunt is so beautiful.
A famous and romantic figure once praised his aunt as "a smile as beautiful as a flower, and a voice as graceful as a stream". The title of goddess Luo Hua was not only because of Bai Luo Hua's cultivation in the realm of divine thoughts, but also because of her unparalleled grace and temperament.
Bai Luohua said softly: "Look up at me."
Chen Zhuo Yiyan.
Even though I have experienced it many times, I still find it amazing.
Compared to He Weiwei's innocent girlish look, Bai Luohua has more of a mature woman's flavor.
There was a kind of nobility on her delicate and soft face that made people dare not look directly at her. Her beautiful phoenix eyes had a bit of cold majesty, which came from her temperament formed by being in a high position for a long time. However, her bright red and rosy thin lips were charming and attractive, making people unable to help but have wild thoughts.
Many disciples in the sect who had seen Bai Luohua had had dreams of kissing her, but Chen Zhuo did not dare to have such an idea, not even in his dreams, because this person was his biological mother's sister, his aunt.
"Zhuo'er, give me your hand, I'll take a look at it for you."
"yes."
Bai Luohua held his hand, and for some reason, Chen Zhuo's hand couldn't help but tremble slightly the moment they touched.
It is said that women are made of water, and this aunt is the best among them. The skin on her hands is so soft and smooth that it makes people feel distracted.
Chen Zhuo's heart was still stirred, and he blushed a little because of the beauty in his heart.
Bai Luohua seemed not to notice this. She was meticulously checking Chen Zhuo's internal condition with her slender jade fingers. After a while, she frowned slightly, "You said you were not in a hurry, but what's wrong with your disordered pulse?"
Chen Zhuo lowered his head and said apologetically: "Zhuoer knows his mistake."
After secretly glancing at Bai Luohua's expression, he whispered, "Zhuo'er didn't mean to deceive Auntie."
Bai Luohua's expression eased after hearing this, and he said, "Right now, our relationship should not be known to outsiders. Even within the sect, only the sect master knows about our relationship. Therefore, I cannot be with you and take care of you openly. You have to take care of yourself. You must remember that when practicing the "Qi Tian Jue", you must not rush."
Chen Zhuo nodded and said, "Zhuoer understands."
Bai Luohua knew her nephew's character. Once he decided on something good, even five cows and six horses could not pull him back. She just sighed slightly, took out a small bottle from her bosom, and said, "This is Lingchan Dew, which is good for your meridians and is also a wonderful medicine used by monks to strengthen their foundation."
Chen Zhuo stared at the bottle in front of him, and then a warm feeling surged in his heart. He whispered: "Aunt, I..."
When the Tianxuan Palace collapsed, everyone pushed it down.
He had never felt much warmth on Yunhuafeng. Perhaps in the eyes of other disciples, this Lingchan Dew was extremely precious and made them yearn for it, but in Chen Zhuo's eyes, what was truly precious was Bai Luohua's love and care.
This aunt had obviously come prepared, which showed that Bai Luohua had been secretly watching him when he hadn't noticed.
"Please accept it quickly. My sister is gone now, so I will take care of you on her behalf." Bai Luohua said softly.
After Chen Shangze died of illness, Chen Zhuo's mother, Bai, was heartbroken and soon followed her husband, leaving Chen Zhuo alone.
Chen Zhuo then took the Spirit Toad Dew and bowed solemnly.
Bai Luohua waved his hand and said, "First, you are my nephew, so I should take care of you. Second, although Tianxuan Palace has been abolished, the legacy has been inherited by you. If I cannot protect you now, I will let down your parents and the old people in Tianxuan Palace."
After leaving the back mountain, Chen Zhuo went straight back to the house, took the Lingchan Dew given by Bai Luohua, and began to meditate and regulate his breathing.
After one night, his muscles and veins were relaxed and relaxed, and the evil roots that he had left behind for the sake of momentary pleasure had completely disappeared. This surprised and touched Chen Zhuo, knowing that his aunt must have spent a lot of time and effort on the invisible and intangible injuries in his body. It is said that adding icing on the cake is not as good as sending charcoal in the snow. At this moment, even the slightest kindness would make Chen Zhuo feel warm, not to mention Bai Luohua's gentle care.
With the intimidation of Bai Luohua at the mountain gate last time, some scoundrels have finally quieted down a lot these days. Although Chen Zhuo still gets looked down upon, no one bothers him anymore.
At sunset that day, He Weiwei secretly came to the mountain gate again. She was very attentive today. Seeing that Chen Zhuo had just finished his work, she took the initiative to wipe his forehead with her towel. This surprised Chen Zhuo. He smelled the fragrance on the towel and felt a little strange. He moved his heart and vaguely understood the reason, "Senior Sister..."
He Weiwei also spoke up and said, "A few days ago..."
Chen Zhuo reacted quickly and said, "Senior sister, you speak first."
He Weiwei realized at this moment that she might have been too intimate with this junior fellow apprentice. Her face slightly blushed as she said, "I already know what happened three days ago. I was wrong. I meant well but ended up causing you more trouble."
Chen Zhuo smiled and said, "It's nothing. Senior sister, you don't need to trouble me. I am a big trouble to begin with. Whether there is a senior sister or not, they will always make things difficult for me. It's just a matter of sooner or later."
He Weiwei curled her lips and said, "Even though I say that, I still feel bad. Besides..."
Chen Zhuoqi asked, "What's more?"
He Weiwei's pretty face turned red again, and she said, "Besides, I came to you today because I wanted to ask you for help, but I ended up doing you more harm than good, so I'm embarrassed to ask for help."
Chen Zhuo said: "Sister, just tell me. As long as I can help, I will do my best."
Seeing Chen Zhuo being so straightforward, He Weiwei finally couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's not a big deal, I just want to learn from you."
Chen Zhuo was startled and asked, "Is it that simple?"
"Yes, it is indeed a simple matter, but it is not simple for me."
He Weiwei puffed up her lips in anger, "Most of those people in the sect are bullies. They bully you without hesitation, but when it comes to fighting with me, they are afraid of my parents' identities and dare not let go and fight with me. In the long run, no matter how high my cultivation is, I will just be an embroidered pillow. I don't want this to happen. So, Senior Sister, I only have one request, that is, you fight with me seriously."
Chen Zhuo nodded. His senior sister understood what he was saying.
Indeed, with the relationship between her parents, it was not easy to get a real exchange of ideas that would be beneficial to cultivation. Most of the disciples of the same generation did not dare to offend He Weiwei. Some of them "fell at the hands of He Weiwei" in order to please the beauty. Others were afraid of accidentally hurting her and then offending her parents. You have to know that He Weiwei's parents were both upper-grade Tongxuan realm cultivators and had a high status in the Tianhua Sword Sect.
Although He Weiwei had good talent, the two seniors doted on her. They held her in their hands for fear of dropping her and in their mouths for fear of melting her. Although He Weiwei had grown into a beautiful young lady with a pair of beautiful breasts, in their eyes, she was still a little girl who would never grow up. They naturally did not want He Weiwei to make any mistakes in the competition.
Therefore, for the disciples of the same generation in the sect, it was very difficult to ensure that He Weiwei could gain something from the competition while ensuring that she would not be offended or accidentally injured.
However, this was not a difficult task for Chen Zhuo, who was practicing two supreme techniques at the same time and was already able to control spiritual energy exquisitely.
Therefore, Chen Zhuo said without hesitation: "Since Senior Sister wants to ask me for something, I naturally have no reason to refuse."
He Weiwei was so happy that her eyes narrowed into crescents, "I knew that Junior Brother is the best! That's settled, let me prepare for two days, and then I'll come and spar with you."
The past few days have been peaceful and calm, without too many incidents, and the two-day appointment has come in the blink of an eye.
That afternoon, He Weiwei found Chen Zhuo and asked to help him with the odd jobs.
Chen Zhuo was naturally unwilling at first. After all, this senior sister was a precious girl. If the two seniors knew that their precious daughter always helped him do these rough and dirty jobs, it would be embarrassing.
However, He Weiwei was well prepared. For every word he said, He Weiwei had ten words waiting to refute him. In the end, Chen Zhuo realized that he could not outsmart his senior sister, so he had no choice but to let her do what she wanted. With He Weiwei's help, he finished the task early, which also freed up time for the two of them to exchange ideas.
"See, two people are still faster! Junior brother, how about this from now on? You can practice with me, and I will help you clean up. What do you think?"
Chen Zhuo was startled and said quickly: "Absolutely not, Senior Sister, please let me go."
He Weiwei had already decided on this junior brother, and said with a smile: "Hehe, that depends on my mood."
Chen Zhuo looked into the distance helplessly and asked, "Where can we go to compete?"
He Weiwei said, "There is a forest on the hillside of Minghua Peak, sparsely populated. We can go there."
Minghua Peak is seldom visited by people, and the autumn scenery is very beautiful.
There is also a hot spring halfway up the mountain, but it is not a place that ordinary disciples can easily enjoy, because the halfway up the mountain and the nearby villas are the residences of He Weiwei's parents, and outsiders are not allowed to disturb them.
Her parents went to the Western Regions a month ago, and it would probably take another month for them to return to the sect. Now this place has become He Weiwei's place alone.
There are thousands of maple trees on the mountain, and the setting sun shines in, making it look even more golden. There is a little mist between the peaks, adding a layer of haziness to the golden color.
In this world, only Chen Zhuo and He Weiwei stood facing each other holding wooden swords, which was quite artistic.
"Senior sister, please teach me."
"Don't hold back!"
The autumn wind blew, and the amazing curve of He Weiwei's chest suddenly swayed, and the two of them officially started fighting.
Although He Weiwei didn't know whether her junior brother's strength was the best among his peers, she knew that he should be stronger than her. He went all out from the start, attacking like a violent storm, and the pair of beautiful peaks were shaking like waves.
The scene was really exciting and erotic. If there were someone watching, I'm afraid all the attention would be occupied by He Weiwei alone. After all, this senior sister was so beautiful and had such a big chest. How many people could resist this temptation?
Although He Weiwei had been mentally prepared, she was even more shocked after actually fighting with Chen Zhuo.
She was also at the upper level of the Mingxi Realm, but when she fought with Chen Zhuo, she felt that she was being suppressed, as if she was being led by the nose all the time.
Normally, when she fought with her fellow disciples, even if they were willing to give her the upper hand, she could still feel that Chu Chen was better in terms of swordsmanship.
At first, He Weiwei was puzzled, but after thirty moves, she gradually understood.
change.
Chen Zhuo's sword moves have many variations, and one move may contain three variations. When they fight, not only are there endless layers, but they are also hard to defend against.
Change leads to smooth flow, while no change leads to obstruction.
"As expected of the former young master of Tianxuan Palace."
He Weiwei thought secretly.
Seeing Chen Zhuo still handling the situation with ease, she began to feel a little competitive, wanting to see how much strength she could bring out of this junior fellow apprentice.
Her eyes flashed, and she remembered a move her father had taught her, Pingsha Luoyan.
The essence of Pingsha Luoyan is to go and come back, and the sword moves one after another, and her father He Youcai made an improvement on this, which is to change two swords into three swords.
Normal sword moves are like a tiger in the first blow, then weaken and finally exhaust. However, the third sword of this change is to use the momentum of the first two swords to push the sword intent to the extreme in one breath, which is quite like a sword with one's back to the river. Not only is it unstoppable, but it is also a desperate move, cutting off the retreat. If it fails in one blow, it will be a death.
Chen Zhuo saw He Weiwei perform the Pingsha Luoyan move, but he didn't notice the sly smile on the corner of this senior sister's mouth. He just subconsciously countered her move, but he didn't expect that He Weiwei would have a third sword after the two swords. His face changed slightly.
Although He Weiwei's talent is not as good as those of the real geniuses, it is not far behind. If she works hard, she will definitely stand out among the disciples of this generation of the Sword Sect.
At this moment, this attack changed into a wild goose falling on the flat sand, which really felt like a stroke of genius.
In a hurry, Chen Zhuo had no choice but to use his full strength to activate the Qi Tian Jue. However, this subconscious reaction to danger inevitably made it difficult to control the strength, and the wooden sword flew out like a startled wild goose, directly approaching the right shoulder of He Weiwei, who was already exhausted.
Chen Zhuo secretly thought that it was not good. At the critical moment, he finally changed the direction of the sword, and the wooden sword was deflected to the gap one inch above the right shoulder. However, the sharp sword energy still cut through He Weiwei's white robe with a hissing sound, revealing her rosy and shiny attractive shoulders.
"ah!"
He Weiwei couldn't help but scream, her pretty face slightly reddened, and then she quickly raised her hand to cover the cut on her clothes and glared at Chen Zhuo, "Don't look!"
Chen Zhuo quickly turned his eyes away, "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I won't look at it."
He Weiwei knew that swords had no eyes, and she had used a strange move, so it was inevitable that Chen Zhuo could not control the strength for a moment.
Moreover, she felt somewhat happy and proud to see her normally calm junior brother being thrown into a panic by her sword.
She smiled secretly, then deliberately put on a stern face and said, "That's all for today, come back with me."
Chen Zhuo naturally did not dare to refuse.
The scenery on Minghua Peak was picturesque, and the two of them strolled through the woods, feeling somewhat charming and ambiguous.
Chen Zhuo walked in front, and He Weiwei lagged behind half a step and secretly looked at the profile of this junior fellow from behind. He was really handsome. In this atmosphere, He Weiwei felt her heart beating faster.
Chen Zhuo looked back at He Weiwei as if he had sensed something, and happened to meet He Weiwei's gaze. This senior sister felt embarrassed to have her thoughts exposed, and blushed as she quickly turned her head away.
Chen Zhuo was puzzled and didn't know why Senior Sister blushed suddenly. Suddenly, he fixed his eyes and said, "Senior Sister, there is a bug on your shoulder."
"Bugs? What bugs?"
He Weiwei was startled. After hearing what Chu Chen said, she also belatedly felt the strange feeling coming from her shoulder where her clothes were cut by Chen Zhuo's sword. She subconsciously turned her head to take a look.
As a result, she happened to see a black-backed spider about the size of a fingernail landing on her shoulder. He Weiwei, who was always afraid of spiders, immediately felt her mind go blank and she screamed subconsciously.
"Ahhh! Spider!"
The fingernail-sized black-backed spider frightened He Weiwei so much that she turned pale. She didn't dare to reach out to drive the spider away, but just shook her shoulders hard, trying to shake the spider off.
However, her reaction also frightened the black-backed spider, which quickly slipped into her clothes through the opening on her shoulder.
This frightened He Weiwei even more. She was afraid that the black-backed spider would do something in her clothes. If it bit her, she would regret it too late. He Weiwei was so frightened that her scalp was numb and she didn't dare to act rashly. She just looked straight at Chen Zhuo and said with trembling lips: "Chen Zhuo... come and help me!"
Chen Zhuo heard the voice sounded a bit like crying, and he was a little anxious. However, the black-backed spider was so small, and now it had entered the clothes of this senior sister. He was helpless and asked with a wry smile: "How can I help?"
He Weiwei couldn't think about that at this moment, and urged: "Catch the spider quickly! Catch it!"
Chen Zhuo looked at his sister, whose figure was extremely graceful. Her round and plump breasts were rising and falling due to nervousness. He hesitated, "But, but..."
"No buts! Ah! I feel it moving on me! Help me get the spider out!"
Chen Zhuo finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try."
Now the only thing left is to bite the bullet.
He reached his hand through the slit in He Weiwei's clothes. Although it was not the time to express his feelings, the skin of the senior sister was really smooth.
Although there was a thin layer of underwear between them, he could still feel the indescribable smoothness and softness on her skin. Some people said it was white jade, and in Chen Zhuo's opinion, it was really the same. He Weiwei's fairy skin and jade bones could completely compare with it.
"Come on, what are you daydreaming about?"
Chen Zhuo was daydreaming, but He Weiwei didn't have the slightest thought in her mind. Her mind was now focused on the black-backed spider that had crawled into her robe, fearing that the little creature would suddenly get upset and bite her tender skin.
"yes!"
Chen Zhuo took a deep breath and was about to search carefully, but he realized a problem. Now he had put his hand into the clothes, but he didn't know where the spider was at all. How could he help his senior sister catch the spider?
Chen Zhuo asked somewhat embarrassedly: "Senior sister...where is it?"
He Weiwei was furious, but she also knew that this could not be blamed on Chen Zhuo, and the most urgent task was to find this little spider first.
She forced herself to hold her breath, carefully feeling the changes in every inch of her skin, and began to give instructions: "Reach your hand down a little, ah, to the left, right, right..."
He Weiwei had kept her body pure and innocent for nearly twenty years, and had never let any man touch her. But now that she had the blessing of this black-backed spider, she was almost being taken advantage of by this junior fellow apprentice.
Suddenly Chen Zhuo felt a soft bump, and guessed that the spider, which was the size of a fingernail, was curled up like this. He couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise, "I caught it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, before He Weiwei could react, Chen Zhuo, fearing that the spider would escape, gently pinched it. He didn't dare to use too much force. It wouldn't matter if the spider died, but if the spider's body burst and sprayed liquid, who knows how disgusted He Weiwei would be.
Therefore, the current pinch is just the right amount of force.
But He Weiwei unexpectedly did not show any joy, instead her pretty face suddenly turned red as he moved his hands.
"Ah! You..."
Chen Zhuo was startled, and vaguely sensed something was wrong. He pinched the bulge and rubbed it subconsciously. He found that the feel of the bulge between his fingers began to change subtly. It became bigger and harder.
He finally understood that what he was holding in his hand was definitely not a spider. Could it be...
At this moment, Chen Zhuo noticed some movement out of the corner of his eye, and when he looked closely, he saw that it was the culprit, the black-backed spider.
It had already crawled out from He Weiwei's clothes along Chen Zhuo's arm, looked around, realized that it had finally seen the light of day, and ran away without a trace.
Chen Zhuo immediately felt a sharp pain on his fingers, thinking it was bad, and pulled his hand away as if to escape.
Then he secretly glanced at He Weiwei who was glaring at him in shame and anger, and found that the clothes on this senior sister had been messed up by him, and the opening on the shoulder was now even more torn, almost to the chest, so that He Weiwei now needed to use both hands to cover her body.
"That spider... has come out." Chen Zhuo said awkwardly, and then he realized what he had done and felt extremely ashamed, "I'm sorry, Senior Sister!"
He Weiwei blushed and raised her eyebrows: "You're still looking?!"
Chen Zhuo finally came to his senses, apologized, turned around in a hurry, and said, "The place in front is where Senior Sister lives. I will take you there. Bye first."
After saying this, the guy who had already taken advantage of He Weiwei fled without a trace.
He Weiwei was still angry and stamped her feet, saying, "You bastard! You little pervert! I trusted you so much!"
The villa was not far away, and He Weiwei arrived there quickly.
After all the sparring and hard work today, she was already sweating profusely, and she would have to change out of her clothes sooner or later. He Weiwei thought of the hot springs near her home, "Why not go take a bath?"
The pool was filled with steam and mist.
He Weiwei stood by the pool, slowly taking off her dress, revealing her slender and round shoulders, with only her underwear vaguely covering her curvy body. Her large and full breasts propped up her underwear in an amazing arc, with two extremely provocative bulges clearly visible.
She reached behind her neck and gently untied the ribbon, and the rose-red undergarment floated down to the edge of the pool, revealing her stunningly large breasts, leaving her flawless body completely naked.
The afterglow of the setting sun illuminated He Weiwei's charming and graceful body, her tight waist was slender and her breasts were trembling and standing upright. Her legs were long and smooth, and her feet were elegant and graceful. The skin on her feet was as white as snow, and her ankles were slender and soft.
He Weiwei gently raised her toes, her instep was soft as if boneless, her curves were extremely beautiful, and her row of toes were evenly proportioned, crystal clear and smooth, truly charming.
She lightly touched the surface of the pool with her toes like a dragonfly skimming the water, and when she felt the water temperature was okay, she slowly entered the water.
The slender white legs went deeper into the pool, and the clear water gradually swallowed up the smooth legs. Soon, the whole body entered the pool.
The rising hot air makes the hot spring look like a fairy pond, and He Weiwei, with her hair cascading over the water like a waterfall, is like a fairy bathing.
He Weiwei's voluptuous and beautiful body was looming in the pool. Against the backdrop of the water, her collarbone was clear and sexy, with beautiful lines, as if it was carefully carved.
The pair of snow-white and plump breasts were floating in the water, with a bottomless ravine in the middle of the jade peaks just exposed above the water.
Thinking of the charming and ambiguous things that happened during the day, He Weiwei unconsciously cast her eyes on her pair of beautiful peaks that always attracted attention. They were plump and full. Looking down, they completely covered her jade feet. The pink buds on her breasts were like two cherries, so charming that any man who saw them would want to take a bite.
"How can a woman's breasts be touched by any man...even though there is a layer of underwear..." I don't know if it's because of the steaming heat or because of embarrassment, the more He Weiwei thought about it, the more she felt uncomfortable, and the blush on her pretty face went all the way to her ears.
During the day, she could have just pushed Chen Zhuo away, but it was the first time she let a man touch her beauty...
Especially the extremely sensitive buds on her chest. At that time, He Weiwei's mind was completely blank. The faint tingling feeling even made her reluctant to let Chen Zhuo's hand leave her chest. It was a very subtle feeling that made people reluctant but willing. When Chen Zhuo finally realized that he had done something bad and pulled his hand back, He Weiwei even felt a sense of loss.
Unconsciously, He Weiwei recalled the shame she felt at that time again, "So... this is how it feels to be touched here..."
She subconsciously began to caress her breasts, her palms covering her full jade peaks, her slender jade fingers gently pinching her pink and tender nipples. The bad guy's appearance and the feeling of his warm palms reappeared in her mind.
He Weiwei's breathing gradually became rapid, and crystal clear water drops flowed slowly down her snow-white and plump breasts. The pink buds gradually became hard and erect as she was caressed, and because of the congestion, the color of the nipples became more and more scarlet.
As the desire continued to grow, the lower body began to feel an unbearable itching sensation, accompanied by an indescribable sense of emptiness.
He Weiwei leaned against the pool, stroking her swollen breasts with one hand, and moving her other hand down along her smooth and tender skin, finally finding the gap between her legs. She began to stroke along the edge of her labia, and after a little exploration, she found the most sensitive part, which was a soft bean-like bulge that made her feel very comfortable.
She felt herself sinking into lust. As the tingling sensation spread from her lower abdomen to her whole body, her legs began to tremble with cramps. The desire deep in her heart became more and more alarming. She felt that the gap between her legs seemed to be longing for something to be fully inserted into it...
After hesitating for a moment, the beautiful senior sister of Tianhua Sword Sect, who had always been pure, tentatively put her finger into the gap.
"Ah... so wet... is it because of the hot spring..." The labia gave her fingers a warmth and wetness that was completely different from the hot spring water, and a very slippery feeling wrapped around her fingers.
At the same time, as the jade finger entered, the flower hole began to contract and suck her finger, creating a "very tight" feeling.
He Weiwei was shaking with anxiety. She didn't dare to go too deep with her fingers, but just rubbed near the hole. Although she had never experienced sex, she had always heard some related things from her fellow sisters. She knew that a woman's vagina was extremely sacred and could only accommodate one man's entry in her lifetime. Once a man's penis entered, the membrane would break and blood would flow out. It was said that this was a symbol of chastity.
She was afraid that her fingers would break the chastity she had kept for nearly twenty years, so she didn't dare to explore further. However, just by doing so, He Weiwei, who had just tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, felt an unprecedented feeling.
Her hips twisted slightly as her hands moved, and her buttocks tightened, as if she wanted to clamp the fingers tightly between her legs.
"Chen Zhuo...oh...Chen Zhuo...ahhh!"
Subconsciously, He Weiwei moaned lewdly from deep in her throat and called out Chen Zhuo's name.
In her mind, the slender fingers began to change, becoming the hard penis of her junior brother, rubbing back and forth at the entrance of her flower hole.
He Weiwei's beautiful face, which was rosy and intoxicating because of soaking in the hot spring, became even more red. She bit her tender red lips lightly, and her charming almond-shaped eyes began to become blurred. She looked more and more relaxed, and seemed to be extremely comfortable, as if she was enjoying it very much.
"Ah...Ah!"
I don't know how long it took, but I heard He Weiwei let out a high-pitched moan, and the fingers of both hands pressed tightly on her clitoris and nipples at the same time, and her legs were trembling like spasms, and the indescribable pleasure made her mind go blank.
A stream of honey, carrying the desire to erupt, could not stop gushing out, flowing out along the thigh roots and spreading in the clear and transparent pool water.
Originally the water under the lower abdomen was clear and transparent, but now you can vaguely see traces of translucent white juice mixed in it, clearly distinguishing it from the others.
He Weiwei slumped by the pool and rested for a long time before she came to her senses. Her pretty face flushed. When she thought of what she had just done, she felt both satisfied and ashamed.
Especially when she thought about the climax just now, her mind was full of Chen Zhuo, and He Weiwei's cheeks couldn't help but get hot.
"Could it be that I have fallen in love with that boy..." He Weiwei muttered to herself as she looked at the ripples in the pool.