Fishing Beauty Dressed As a Vicious Stepmother

He didn’t dare to look, so she wanted him to look.

The night rain outside the window, the cold wind inside the house, and Mingyuan’s sandalwood curling up at the bottom of his sleeves, closed his eyes and struck Ms. Nie, who was leaning on Qiao Sha’s shoulder.

A puff of sandalwood was lifted on the monk’s robe, Qiao Sha felt the palm of Miss Nie who was holding her turned over, and a gleam of green light flashed from the end of her closed eyes, and she was about to shoot when she buckled her waist—

Qiao Sha slammed his waist and put him in his arms. The next moment she flashed like a flying butterfly to protect him.

Ming Yuan’s hand came over and grabbed Qiao Sha’s shoulder, bleeding shoulder.

Qiao Sha groaned under his palm, cowardly and charmingly shouting: “Sage teacher is merciful…”

Mingyuan opened his eyes subconsciously, and the eyes were a touch of whiteness in the dim night. Only half of her body was hung with the crimson robe, and her **** shoulders and slender waist were all displayed in front of his eyes, like A lotus isolated in the night…

He hurriedly closed his eyes, retracted his hand and took a step back, and that hand was as if burned by fire, with her lotus blood on his fingers, and the smooth and soft touch of her shoulders in his palms, and he seemed to be grasping Got a piece of nephrite…

There was a touch of whiteness in front of her closed eyes that she couldn’t erase.

She even had a soft voice, warm, and a scent of fragrance around him: “Sage master is merciful, Miss Nie is just playing around with me.”

Playing around?

Her words caused Miss Nie who was behind her to be stunned. Did she know he was sucking her blood just now?

Is this woman so stupid that she is still protecting him?

“Mrs. Xie, he is no longer Miss Nie.” Ming Yuan closed his eyes and said in a deep voice a few steps away: “The real Miss Nie is dead. He is a demon possessed by Miss Nie.”

“How come.” Qiao Sha looked at him, with funny smiles in her eyes. Doesn’t her blood smell fragrant? Is her body beautiful?

But with the softest voice in his mouth, he said the most stupid words, “How can it be, Saint Master, she doesn’t have a trace of evil spirits in her body, she is so weak, she has no ability to protect herself, how can she be an evil spirit?”

Ming Yuan closed his eyes, didn’t even dare to face her direction, only turned his head and said, “Mrs. Xie was deceived by him. Please get away from Mrs. Xie.”

He didn’t seem to want to argue with her, he suddenly rolled up his wide sleeves, twisted his fingers, and went around Qiao Sha and attacked Miss Nie behind her.

The bitter wind curled up Qiao Sha’s black hair, and it was close to Miss Nie’s eyebrows—

He frowned, but didn’t hide. He could have avoided and escaped, but he suddenly changed his mind. Instead of having to bother to catch this woman in the future, it is better to stay with this woman to see if she is really stupid. Until he continued to protect him, he sucked his blood.

He leaned his body, and the secret fell on his shoulders. He let out a scream of a woman’s tenderness. He was hit on the window with the force, broke the window and fell out of the room directly, and flew away. go out.

The smelly monk’s mana was so cold, he only felt that his internal organs were about to break, and he fell directly into the lotus pond uncontrollably. He only had time to yell, “Sister…” and he was punished by the smelly water and mud.

“elder sister…”

What a powerful spell.

Qiao Sha stood in the room, listening to that Miss Nie flying out, falling into the lotus pond and throbbing, still looking at Mingyuan in front of him, and seeing him rushing out of the door, she tightened her monk’s robe and followed closely. Rushed out of the room.

The heavy rain got her wet again, she watched Ming Yuan who opened her eyes raised her palm again towards Miss Nie in the lotus pond, and immediately rushed forward and hugged his raised arm.

“Holy Master!” She hugged the arm under his monk’s robe and looked up at him. She was caught in the rain and held his cold arm tighter. “How could she not fight back if she were a demon?” Don’t run away? Let yourself die under your palm?”

Mingyuan looked down at her, Ye Yu made her face pale, black hair and monk robe soaked in her body, she hugged his arm, breathing tremblingly, like a ball of snow, The wound on her shoulder was especially dazzling, and the blood was still flowing, running down her shoulder and chest with the rain.

She said in the rain: “In case she is not a demon, she is just a poor girl…”

She was too kind, too deceitful.

Mingyuan wanted to say something to her. The fragrance of the lotus was suddenly rich, filling the night, and the red lotus in the pool suddenly bloomed like a ignited flame.

He frowned and looked at the red lotus in full bloom suddenly in the pond. In the night of heavy rain, the lotus that had never bloomed before, on this night, in the blink of an eye, all bloomed, gorgeous and shocking.

Miss Nie, who was struggling in the pool, was also shocked.

Even Qiao Sha was stunned by the sight in front of her. This red lotus bloomed like a spirit, because of the devil who fell into it?

still…

Mingyuan looked down at the wound on her shoulder, the rich lotus fragrance came from her blood, and her blood flowed into the lotus pond with the rain.

Is it her blood?

Qiao Sha was surprised, did her blood make the lotus flower suddenly bloom? This is what Su Shuang’s Mary Su setting.

He put down his palm, as if to hold her still bleeding wound.

Qiao Sha breathed in under his palm, waiting for him to drop her palm—

Suddenly there were footsteps and voices coming through the heavy rain.

“Mother? This is…”

It was Wen Xue’s voice.

Mingyuan’s palm was so retracted.

Qiao Sha was just about to be born, the temperature and the snow came too untimely, but she turned her head and saw another person coming with Wen Xue.

The blue shirt has white hair, and the face looks like snow in Tianshan. The fairy generally makes all the rain not close. He looks at her through the rain curtain, and the pale eyes are cold without a trace of smoke, like ice. Like warm jade.

Is he Xie Mingjun? Isn’t he black hair?

“He has become an immortal, and has a silver hair.” 101 answered for her.

Qiao Sha looked at his white hair hanging behind his shoulders, and that face, and understood why the original owner fell so quickly. Such an iceberg beauty who was not stained with dust only smiled at her, and only allowed her to touch, which little girl Will not be immersed in this kind of “favor” that is the only one in the world.

It is a pity that she has seen a lot of iceberg beauties, Surya and Rong Jia, although they are not as cold as Xie Mingjun, none of them are more beautiful than Xie Mingjun.

Xie Mingjun’s gaze swept over her body, shoulders, and hands little by little, and he seemed to frown slightly in discomfort.

Looking at it from his perspective, at this moment, she was wearing a saggy monk’s robe, hanging wet from his friend, she was in the arm of the holy monk Mingyuan, and she didn’t even have a relationship with the chaste and virtuous.

He should come to save her later, and later, she was not sure that something would happen to his friend.

Coming early.

Qiao Sha didn’t shy away from it, she turned her gaze back and looked at Mingyuan and said lowly: “The saint master will leave her life. If she is really an evil demon, I am willing to take my life against it.”

She is so kind, who would not say she was silly and sweet?

101: “…”

It silently looked at the favorability rating of -1001 coming out of the head of Saint Master Mingyuan.

He believed it, he actually believed it-the host is so kind and moving.

It can only lament that the host is awesome, and the monk can actually be brushed out by her. Even if it is 1, there are infinite possibilities.

And it turned its gaze to Miss Nie in the lotus pond, and suddenly found that Miss Nie, who was looking straight at the host, had a favorability rating from 0 to 5.

It became more and more at a loss, is this the Demon Lord? He… what is he making up for? How could he be so…passionate?

“Mrs. Xie, too kind.” Ming Yuan said with a sigh.

Who said no.

Qiao Sha heard the approaching footsteps, and Wen Xue called her again: “Mother! What does Saint Master Mingyuan mean?”

But her footsteps stopped a few steps away, as if being stopped by someone.

She guessed it was Xie Mingjun.

“Don’t be rude.” Xie Mingjun glanced at Wen Xue, who was anxious to step forward, frowned. Wen Xue has always been calm, but today she appears so impatient.

Wen Xue stopped hurriedly, and suddenly became flustered under Xie Mingjun’s gaze. He shouldn’t be like this. Once again, there is a master, and the master can’t take his turn to protect like this…

He lowered his head and turned his back lightly under the master’s gaze. He shouldn’t go to see the master in the rain.

Xie Mingjun passed his side and walked towards Mingyuan and Qiao Sha by the lotus pond. He stopped in front of Qiao Sha and saw Mingyuan stretched out his hand to help Qiao Sha up. He subconsciously reached out. Holding Qiao Sha’s arm in one step, she pulled her up and pulled her to her side.

At the moment he stretched out his hand, Mingyuan retracted his hand and took a step back.

“Thanks to the sage teacher.” Xie Mingjun held Qiao Sha’s arm and turned her around to face her. The monk’s robe was too wide, and after the rain got wet, a piece of skin was exposed in front of her.

Qiao Sha looked at him, but he didn’t look at her again. He just tightened her wide monk’s robe with his fingers, and said to Ming Yuan, “Could you please borrow the sacred master’s monastery?”

Mingyuan lowered his eyes and raised his hand. Nothing happened and generally said, “Master Xie is polite, please.”

Qiao Sha lowered his eyes and watched Xie Mingjun pulling the wrist of her monk’s robe. On Junxiu’s wrist was a string of green crab beads, which resembled the string worn by Ming Yuan. This is the string that the original owner gave to Xie Mingjun. Buddha beads?

“Go in and change clothes.” Xie Mingjun said to her in a flat tone.

She didn’t answer, looked at Wen Xue, and called him: “Wen Xue.”

“Yes, Master.” Wen Xue replied with her back on her back.

Qiao Sha grabbed the monk’s robe by herself, pulled Xie Mingjun’s hand away and walked towards Wen Xue.

Xie Mingjun’s fingers were empty, he frowned and looked at his fingers, and heard her softly say to Wen Xue: “I have to trouble you to rescue Miss Nie and go into the house with me.”

Wen Xue didn’t hesitate. She replied, turned around, and said to Qiao Sha with her eyes downcast: “Master, let’s go with Master into the house first, it’s raining heavily.”

In the rain, she gave a gentle “graciousness”, as if she had only listened to Wen Xue’s words before turning around and entering the Buddhist room with him.

Xie Mingjun didn’t speak, waiting for her to come over, and went into the Buddhist room with herself.

Qiao Sha saw two sets of monk robes placed on the table at some point. Did Ming Yuan just put them on?

She turned her head through the open door and looked at Mingyuan’s Buddhist room. The lights in the Buddhist room flickered and stretched his back, as if he was pursing his hands.

Jing touched her hand.

Qiao Sha’s finger fell on the monk’s robe, but another set of clothes was placed next to her.

“I brought a set of clothes for you.” Xie Mingjun said lightly to her: “Change your clothes and let me go back.”

His gaze fell on Miss Nie who Wen Xue had embraced. Her face was pale, her lips were bleeding, and she looked dying, but if it were an ordinary person, she would have burned her internal organs with the palm of Mingyuan.

She can still groan and call “Sister”.

“Put her on the bed, be careful.” Qiao Sha asked Wen Xue with concern.

Xie Mingjun did not insist on not allowing this weird Miss Nie to stay, expecting that she wouldn’t do anything under his and Mingyuan’s eyelids, so she just said, “I’ll talk about it later.”

He didn’t say anything else, didn’t ask her what happened or what she had experienced, just left the bedroom with Wen Xue.

He waved his hand and the bedroom door closed automatically.

He stood outside the door, watching a pool of burning red lotus blooming, smelling the strong smell of her lotus blood in the night, and turned to Mingyuan’s Buddhist monastery.

Wen Xue hesitated for a moment, then glanced back at the closed door. After all, she was leaving with Xie Mingjun. There should be nothing wrong with Master Xie.

———–

have they gone?

In the dimly lit room, Qiao Sha heard footsteps leaving outside, changing clothes, and let 101 turn on the eavesdropping function.

Miss Nie lay weakly on the bed and shrank into a ball, muttering to sister, sister…

As if she hadn’t heard it, she changed her clothes on her own, listening to the movements of Xie Mingjun and Mingyuan—

With the door closed, Xie Mingjun and Mingyuan seemed to be the only ones in the room.

Xie Mingjun asked him directly: “The saint master thinks that Miss Nie is possessed by the monster in the cave?”

What a conscientious fairy, without first asking his wife whether the injury was serious or not, what happened to Mingyuan, the first sentence is about the devil.

Qiao Sha is worthless for the original owner.

101 said in a low voice: “In fact, Xie Mingjun also loves the original owner. Although it is not 100% love, it is at least the one who loves the most at present.”

The one who loves the most?

Qiao Sha paused, and asked it directly: Can you see the favorability of other people?

101 was silent, it regretted that it had exposed its mouth, but it saw Xie Mingjun’s favorability, which is currently the most, 60%.

That’s why I couldn’t help but say it.

Qiao Sha did not ask, it was not important, sooner or later all of them would be full.

— “Yes, the demon head is wrapped around Madam Xie.” Mingyuan’s voice came over, “The red lotus is in full bloom, and Madam Xie’s lotus blood may have awakened the devil just now.”

Xie Mingjun asked in surprise: “She can actually awaken the lotus blood of Demon Venerable?”

“Yes.” Mingyuan answered him.

After that, both of them were silent.

Qiao Sha put on her coat, looked at Miss Nie on the couch, and awakened the demon? Isn’t the person possessing Miss Nie the Demon Lord? Didn’t he wake up long ago?

Why Mingyuan said that the red lotus was in full bloom, and her blood just awakened the devil?

Isn’t the person possessing Miss Nie the real Demon Venerable? But it was written in the original plot that this demon venerable wants to **** the blood of the original owner.

If he is not, where is the true demon?

Is it in this mountain, this temple guarded by Mingyuan?

She couldn’t figure out her clues for a while, and only hated that the original book was unfinished, leaving a lot of foreshadowings undisclosed.

She walked over to Miss Nie, who was gradually silent on the couch, and he curled up on the couch wet, like a wet kitten.

He seemed to have really suffered a serious injury, his face was pale, the corners of his lips were still stained with blood, and he couldn’t help shaking while holding his shoulders.

Just now he was pretending to be pitiful and calling her sister, and now he was breathing weakly.

Looks so pitiful.

She stretched out her hand and touched his cold little face. He was like a cat smelling a fishy face. He closed his eyes and put a sticker in her palm. Liangliang’s face crooked into her palm, and her lips moved, and she couldn’t even make a sound.

“Is it going to die?” Qiao Sha’s voice didn’t have a trace of worry, calmly looking at a dying little ant, or pretending to be pitiful again?

She held up his small face, lowered her eyes and said to him softly: “You can’t die yet, I will save you back, you…”

Her voice was so close to him, and the smell was so close to him, as if it was on his lips, he moved in her palm, he was extremely cold, and the palm of the smelly monk shattered the whole body. Yes, he has just recovered this body, and now he wants to do it again…

He was also in great pain. Repairing his body took too much of his cultivation base, and he was going to fall into a drowsiness to recover faster…

But her lotus incense hooked him, always hooked him.

He pressed it into her palm and heard her gently ask him: “Would you like to drink a little of my blood?”

Does she know?

Know that he wants to drink her blood?

Before he could understand, her sweet smell was close to his nose and lips. He was hooked, hooked, and hugged her shoulders. He raised his head and opened his mouth towards the smell, biting him. The wound on her shoulder—

She lightly “hissed”, holding his neck, and said in a low voice: “Don’t bite, be lighter, I’m very afraid of pain.” (Hi auditor, I’m just sucking blood here)

I am afraid of pain…

He seemed to have heard these words before, so familiar, but he… can’t remember.

He instinctively loosened the teeth on the wound…

He heard her complimented him and touched the back of his neck and said, “So good.”

He reached out and hugged her smooth shoulders, kissed the wound with his soft lips and the tip of his tongue, and kissed gently…

101 saw that his favorability rose a little bit with his kisses, rising to -10010.

So coaxing? Is it Mozun?

——

The rain seems to be getting heavier.

Standing under the corridor, Wen Xue looked at the rain curtain under the eaves of the corridor and the red lotus in the rain curtain. The more and the more, the more vivid the red lotus became like a monster.

There was a squeak in the corridor.

He looked over and saw a white-robed mother push the door out of the room. She changed into the white clothes she wore most, her dark hair turned out, and she draped loosely behind her shoulders, making her look the same as usual. It’s different. In the past, she was always meticulous, like a goddess, but now…

She walked over from under the night, staring at him with eyes like pearls, and smiled softly at him.

There were some absurd thoughts in his mind. He actually felt that his mother looked like a moon in the water that he could also touch at this moment.

As she walked over, her fragrance floated over.

She said to him in a low voice, “Thank you, Wen Xue, thanks to you for staying with me today.”

His ears turned red all of a sudden, and he looked at her, knowing that the idea was absurd, but he couldn’t dispel the absurd idea.

He opened his mouth to think back.

The door behind the room was pulled open.

“Is it changed?” It was the voice of the master.

He was poured with a basin of cold water, eyes lowered, and turned sideways. His mother walked past his eyes and followed her into the Zen room.

The door was not closed.

The mother said: “You don’t need to close the door, there is nothing to avoid Wen Xue.”

There was an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

—-

Xie Mingjun sat in the meditation room and glanced at Wen Xue outside the door. He didn’t say anything, just strange. When did his wife and his disciple get so close?

He retracted his eyes and looked at Qiao Sha, who was sitting in a chair with her black hair hanging down from the chair, and the candlelight illuminated her like a dream.

She seldom does not curl up her long hair. After marrying him, she will loosen her black hair only when she double repairs with him, showing such a rare appearance.

He thought for no reason of her timid and trembling appearance when she double repaired, she was shy and cold tempered, even she bit her lip and seldom made a sound during double repair.

Mingyuan’s gaze paused on her body, then gently hung down, turning the Buddha beads on her fingertips.

Xie Mingjun was suddenly unhappy. He didn’t like her appearance in front of other people. She didn’t seem to notice how… improper her appearance was.

Qiao Sha really didn’t know, she was a modern person, how could she think that these immortal cultivators could make up a lot of it just by putting on a hair.

She was just saying to them: “I have accepted Miss Nie as a disciple.”

Ming Yuan’s eyebrows moved.

“You accepted her as a disciple?” Xie Mingjun asked her in surprise, “When did it happen?” Why didn’t you ask him?

“Just now.” Qiao Sha looked at him, “Don’t worry, I will accept her as a personal disciple. It has nothing to do with Xianmen. If in the future she is really the demon mentioned by Master Mingyuan, I will take responsibility.”

Xie Mingjun frowned at her again, and said: “Don’t mess around, Qiao Sha.” How can she bear it? Then Miss Nie may be possessed by Demon Zun’s Primordial Spirit.

Oh, this fairy teacher has always called his wife by name and surname.

Qiao Sha raised her eyebrows, anyway, in the end he and the decent heads agreed to push her out to feed the demon, it would be better to feed the demon with her body now.

“Sage Master Mingyuan.” Qiao Sha didn’t even look at Xie Mingjun, too lazy to pay attention to him, looked at Mingyuan and said to him: “I know your concerns, but if you let me watch Miss Nie die in your palm like this, I will not be able to forgive myself, so please give me a chance.”

She said very earnestly, “She is so pitiful and almost shattered her internal organs. Even if I save her, she may not be able to return to normal. I took her as a disciple to save her life and to keep her. Watching her by your side, if she does anything against the principles of heaven, I will kill her.”

Once he was disobedient, she killed him.

The light of the candle was extinguished, and Xie Mingjun’s face was reflected extremely ugly, his brows had not been loosened, he was a little puzzled, is Qiao Sha having a temper?

She deliberately ignored his words and said this to Mingyuan.

Is it because he didn’t save her first and was making emotions?

He looked at Qiao Sha. She had never been like this before. This was the first time she used such an expression and such an expression, ignoring what he said.

He sighed softly in his heart, she should understand that as the head lady of the immortal door, her responsibilities are different from those of others.

He didn’t interrupt her, leaving her to talk to Mingyuan.

Until she said something: “If Sage Master Mingyuan is still worried, then I will take her to stay in this Red Lotus Temple until the Sage is relieved before leaving.”

absurd.

Xie Mingjun looked at her.

She still didn’t look at him, only looking at Mingyuan.

Her profile was shining brightly in the candlelight.

It was strange that he never seemed to pay attention to Qiao Sha’s profile because she always looked at him.

The candlelight rang out.

Ming Yuan looked down at the Buddha beads in his hand, as if looking at his fingers. After a long time, he replied: “You don’t have to stay. Since Mrs. Xie has pledged, let’s leave it to Mrs. Xie.”

He closed his eyes under the candlelight, as if he didn’t want to speak any more and wanted to meditate.

Xie Mingjun stood up and said, “It’s time for Saint Master Mingyuan to enter the doom.”

He motioned for her to go out together.

Qiao Sha also stood up and walked out of the monastery first. After hearing Xie Mingjun closing the door behind him, she turned around and smiled and stretched out her hand to him: “Husband, can you return the Buddha beads I gave you back?” “

When Xie Mingjun was called by her, she was smiling and groaning, and she didn’t seem to be making emotions.

He took off the string of Buddhist beads from his wrist and handed it to her. He just wanted to ask what she wanted to do with the beads.

Seeing her finger hooking the string of Buddhist beads, pulling hard, the string of Buddhist beads broke between her fingers, and the green crab beads fell to the ground and rolled into the mud of the heavy rain.

She raised her hand and threw the remaining strand of thread into the rain, and said lightly: “Let’s go.”

Standing in the corridor, Xie Mingjun frowned completely looking at the scattered Buddha beads in the heavy rain. What did she mean by this? Do you regret giving him the Buddha beads, and would rather break it and lose it than give it to him?

She was overwhelmed this time.