Chapter 12: Under the coarse clothing was a pair of legs as smooth as jade

  Search;????On the edge of the magical forest sea, a ring-shaped inland lake reflects an invaluable scenery under the brilliant sunlight at dusk.

  Calm and peaceful, the lake's surface is as smooth as a mirror, as if the entire sky and earth had been contained within this small circular lake.

  Through the lake's surface, you can clearly see the colorful stones densely packed at the bottom of the lake. Occasionally, a koi or a sea fish swims by along the edge of the lake.

  A flick of its tail, stirring up a small ripple, adding a few points of vitality to this small lake.

  The lake shore is layered with rocks, and under the flushing of rainwater, the rocks are very smooth.

  Yao Yao sat on a giant stone, shaped like a reclining chair, with her small white feet exposed. In front of her was a large water vat, containing a drunken fish that had been picked up from the South Sea.

  There are bluefin tuna, yellowfin tuna, pufferfish, clownfish... all sorts of fish in a full tank.

  Yao Yao was staring at these fish, thinking about which ones to roast and eat, and which ones to release into the small lake.

  Now the sea fish in Xiaohu Lake were all put in by her. Huashan Mountain is close to the South China Sea, and the lake water also has a faint salty taste. Moreover, the adaptability of sea fish is strong, and the released sea fish have gradually taken root in Xiaohu Lake.

  As for things like destroying the ecological balance, Yao Yao never thought of it at all. Looking at more and more cute and interesting fish living together is great.

  One is busy gathering firewood, although using spiritual power can also roast the fish to perfection, it's not as flavorful as smoking and roasting. Coming home from outside, making a delicious dinner for the little girl, what a warm thing to do.

  After everything was ready, he got drunk again and took out the unlucky fish that was sentenced to death by Yaya, ripped open its belly, inserted it onto a thin branch with peeled skin, and roasted it over the fire.

  Every time a roast is made, the little pirate dog tied to the foot of the wine barrel will bark twice, and the more roasts that are made, the more food it can get, with long drool flowing all over the ground.

  Undisturbed dusk, Yizui and Yaoyao roasted fish together. Occasionally, they would overcook one, and the two demons would coerce the pirate, whose eyes were teary from the smoke, into eating it. Anyway, the pirate had a super good appetite, making Yizui suspect that even if he fed it stones, it could digest them.

  Until the night fell, Yizhou and Yaoyao left together, followed by a group of pirates who were rolling on the ground in threes, giving off the feeling of a young couple taking their dog for a walk after dinner.

  In Huashan Mountain, every corner can feel this kind of comfort and relaxation.

  Not long after, by the small lake, on the ashes heap that had originally gone out, flames rose again.

  Two grand monks who had subdued the demonic forest sat down comfortably, and with a casual wave of their hands, the fat fish that were still swimming in the water jumped onto the shore.

  Following the example of Zui and Yao, two big monks also sneaked in here to steal a sniff. In their hearts, they silently recited: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha's heart remains." With a bright smile, how delightful!

  Under the night sky, the courtyard of an old monk was still brightly lit, illuminating a section of the surrounding road.

  At this moment, it's not time to rest yet. The disciples inside the gate can take advantage of this opportunity to exchange their gains for the day or ask for advice from their fellow disciples who have made rapid progress in their cultivation, and also exchange some spiritual treasures and elixirs.

  A harmonious and upward atmosphere within Mount Hua.

  Hai didn't have time to do his homework, he was still dealing with a little trouble brought back from a night of drinking.

  Xiao Zi Xuan looked pitifully at the old monk, his sparkling eyes making her feel uneasy all along.

  One after another question came out of Hai Lao's mouth, and Hai Lao had already figured out all her origins and relationships.

  Then Haiyan revealed an expression that made her extremely anxious, and Xiao Zixuan almost cried!

  The wicked old monk exerted all his strength to squeeze out every bit of benefit, and a pure-blooded little heavenly fox was really too valuable in his eyes!

  To be honest, it's easy to undo this transformation technique, but I'm worried that after undoing it, we'll unnecessarily provoke a powerful enemy.

  The old monk may have no fear, but his actions are in conflict with my principles of hiding one's light and not competing with the world, which really puts me in a difficult position.

  One sea one shake three sighs, just short of writing "I want benefits" in big letters on his face.

  "Woe is me, what can I do? Zi Xuan doesn't have anything..."

  Still with the appearance of a little pig, Xiao Zixuan is really adorable. If Hai Lao's face were to be seen by a female cultivator filled with love, she would definitely strip him of his three layers of skin.

  "Alas, I suppose it's because old monk me has a compassionate heart. This will help you ward off calamity and disaster. However, Mount Huashan is far from the Blood Prison Road, and I won't be able to send you back. Everything can only wait for an opportunity."

  "Perhaps your mother will send someone to look for you soon, so you can temporarily stay at the Demon Forest Sea. The spiritual energy of the Demon Forest Sea is unparalleled in the Flower Lotus Mountain, and there are more than a hundred disciples stationed inside, it's absolutely safe."

  Yi Hai lightly recited a spell and broke the transformation technique on Xiao Zixuan's body.

  Looking at the restored Xiao Zixuan, Hai muttered a sentence in his heart: What a handsome little heavenly fox.

  One intoxication took Yao's hand and sent her to the gate of Hai Lao Da Shang, then took a small path around the big yard to his own small yard.

  After being busy for so long, he also needs to take a good rest and cultivate his spirit sufficiently before it will be effective.

  Compared to the brightly lit large courtyard, more than half of the small courtyards were hidden in the faint moonlight. The evening breeze had not yet dissipated, it was a time when the night was slightly cool, but also carried a few degrees of crispness.

  He walked closer with a familiar gait, his drunken footsteps slowing down. He felt that there was someone in front of him, but he only felt puzzled and didn't think deeply about it, continuing to walk forward.

  Mount Hua doesn't have assassins, those robust and energetic monks aren't just for show.

  As he drew closer, under the hazy moonlight, a pair of eyes became entwined and couldn't look away.

  A pair of straight long legs rose from the ground, seemingly endless, like jade crystal clear, making people involuntarily feel the urge to caress them, such a wonderful thing, under the night sky is truly enchanting.

  Two jade lotus flowers encircled her knees, with long hair hanging down, quietly sitting in front of the small courtyard door. This quiet and elegant atmosphere completely eliminated the annoyance that Yizui had been feeling since his encounter with the old monk Hai Lao. Looking at her clean hemp clothes, Yizui's mood suddenly became exceptionally good.

  "How did you get here? It's late at night, time to go to bed."

  The sound of a drunk person is refreshing, listening to it won't make you feel dizzy or annoyed, but rather very relaxed.

  A drunken voice was heard, under the night sky, a pair of long legs exposed in the air trembled slightly, two beautiful eyes looked towards the source of the sound, and a drunk slowly approached, the figure becoming clearer bit by bit.

  He stumbled over to the woman sitting on the ground, stretched out one hand to help her up, his eyes full of unspeakable astonishment.

  A pair of long legs like jade under a simple dress, with gentle and soft emotions in her eyes!

  I never carefully observed before, didn't expect Yīnǔ to be so good-looking, secretly sighed in my heart.

  He had already recognized him as he approached, that was the E Nu who claimed "Yi people have become ancient, from now on I am willing to be a slave".

  This is a woman with a story.

  One drunkard still has a good impression of Yinnu, who was originally supposed to be a noble lady, but unfortunately the brutal army of practitioners swept through an entire realm, and countless innocent people became slaves of practitioners.

  With her beauty and temperament, it's easy to win over a strong man, but she is a proud and arrogant woman.

  It was originally going to be a tragic play of bullying, but the old monk suddenly put on a face and said he wanted to marry a wife. Later, something happened, anyway, this woman followed Yideng and his disciples back to Huashan Mountain.

  There were also three thousand Shu slaves who followed, and they could be considered as spoils of war from Mount Huashan's expedition.

  That was one of the more successful sweeps of the Great Ming Border, increasing the labor force for all countries by countless numbers. No matter whether it is humane or not, those who do not work will be put to death!

  Exploring new boundaries and plundering resources is the foundation of a realm's development. As long as one is a cultivator of the Great Ming Realm, they have a duty to strive for it.

  But afterwards, there was no more news about Yideng Laoren and he just let Yinu manage the three thousand monks.

  Those slaves seem to be very respectful of Yinnuo, very obedient to discipline, and work hard, making great contributions to the development of Mount Hualian.

  Not long ago, I heard that Hai Lao and other old monks were discussing giving this group of cultivators a reward of a better cultivation technique.

  "I've come looking for you."

  He humbled himself as a slave, but his words made him feel like the queen was having an intimate conversation with him, which didn't make him uncomfortable, but rather gave him an inexplicable strange feeling.

  "What do you want from me?"

  One intoxicating conversation later, she stood up and was about the same height as him, a stunning beauty with a tall and slender figure.

  "I want to have a child with you."

  Yinuo replied very neatly, but as soon as he got drunk, a surge of hot blood rushed from his heart to his forehead.

  Don't play like this, and don't joke around so intensely, it's bad for your heart!

  One drunken cry of bitterness is not enough; it turns out that the highest state of seducing men is not taking off clothes, but this spiritual seduction.

  Giving birth, how can it be like that? And it's not just once!

  It's already a profound drunken Zen to have no nosebleed, and just thinking about it slightly is stimulating.

  He was extremely nervous, really tight, his whole body muscles tense as if he was afraid that the beauty in front of him would suddenly turn around and push him back.

  But in the bottom of his heart, there was still a little bit of expectation. His mind was a mess, and if someone were to launch a spiritual attack on him now, it would be a sure thing.

  "You, say it again, I didn't hear clearly."

  One intoxicating comforted a bit of the rebellious little heart, eyes as if seeing a ghost staring at the air, trembling and asked again.

  It's not that he didn't trust his hearing, but rather what Yīnǔ said was too damaging to an eighteen-year-old virgin boy.

  "I said, I want to have a child with you."

  Yinu's eyes stared straight at Yizui, making Yizui feel extremely guilty and almost wanting to flee in defeat. This woman was too powerful!