Chapter 248 The Withered Poplar Brings Forth Flowers

"But he said that Qiu Wuji was anxious about his apprentice Chu Ge's progress in cultivation, and pushed him a little too hastily. Regardless of the fact that his apprentice was only a foundation-building monk and a soul that was easily injured, he forced him to enter the Binglin Sword Platform in order to advance quickly. level."

"It's no joke that his sword energy is preserved. Just like in the Sword Testing Cave, thousands of sword energy are coming to him. Although he has benefited greatly from his practice, every breath he takes is also torture."

"But what can we do? Just like when he was forced to endure four hours in the Sword Testing Cave, he felt very uncomfortable, but afterwards the value was shown in the battle with the enemy from outside the world (). If you indulge your love, you will not be able to do it for a long time. Jin Yi, who knows what kind of enemy we will encounter next moment?"

"He wants to travel around the world and become familiar with every bit of this world. At that time, all laws in the world will be under his control, and the sun will rise and the moon will set with a single word... Qiu Wuji believes that he can do it."

"But...seeing his apprentice's face turned green and pale from the cold, Qiu Wuji couldn't help but feel distressed. Those sword strikes were like scraping into his own heart."

"He is still a child..."

Mo De's emotional coding machine's cheeks trembled unconsciously, "Press, it doesn't matter, this is not for others, see for yourself, it doesn't matter if you die of embarrassment."

Even () is out, what are you afraid of...

Continue writing:

"You cannot stop it in advance, otherwise he will realize it halfway and the effect will be greatly reduced. It will also easily lead to laziness and dependence, which is not conducive to his concentration of will."

"But I'm worried that if he holds on, he will damage his soul and cause indelible wounds and fear. What should we do?"

"Qiu Wuji bit his lower lip tightly for a long time, sighed softly, floated down the stone platform silently, and sat behind his apprentice."

The extras are just to get straight to the point, there are no embellishments, and the writing style is ignored. However, the scary thing is that the thoughts of Qiu Wuji written by Chu Ge completely fit what Qiu Wuji thinks and thinks. No one knows whether it is because he wrote this way that she thinks this way, or she has a tacit understanding. Too understanding.

Just like when Qiu Wuji wanted to change his mind and compete for hegemony, Chu Ge's text was written in the same way at that time, like a destined net.

But this time it's slightly different...

Because Qiu Wuji asked him to write this... Even though he knew he would write this, he still had the same thought, which came first, the chicken or the egg?

Is this floating on the stone platform my own intention, or is it "forced" by him?

Qiu Wuji was too lazy to tell.

Anyway, with the excuse of "being forced to write this way by the evil father", there is no need to think too much anymore.

Qiu Wuji bit his lower lip lightly, looked at Chu Ge's back who was shivering from the cold, hesitated for a moment, and hugged him gently: "Be good, hold on for a little longer, and fully understand the sword's intention. Master is here to accompany you..."

Chugo, who was trembling, felt like he was falling into warm and soft clouds, like a traveler returning from the snowy sky and walking into a warm room by the fireplace.

There is a gentle smile in the room, whispering in the ear.

The surrounding wind and frost swords are no longer biting, and the cold that pierces the soul is no longer cold, and the soul is anchored in a warm harbor.

Qiu Wuji's face was a little blushing, and she felt very satisfied when she saw him change from trembling to quiet.

The real body is also hugging him. It's not because she wants to hug a man, but because of the evil intention of heaven. This pot is so good, Qiuqiu is the smartest.

But she didn't know she had opened Pandora's box.

I’ve written all the extras, who would be satisfied just by holding them!

The coder, who was unable to express his feelings, continued to express his fingers like flying: "In the heavy snow, with snow everywhere, on the sword platform, a man and a woman embraced each other. Looking from a distance, it seemed that only this pair of men and women remained in the lonely world, eternity like sculptures. .”

"Qiu Wuji has been practicing Qingxiu for thousands of years, and has never had the intention of being a man or a woman. However, in this situation, touching each other, she gradually felt a little emotional."

"The harbor embracing each other in the heavy snow, the parking and peace of mind, is not only Chu Ge's experience, but also hers."

"What's terrible is that the place where it was in contact with his back gradually started to feel numb, as if there was a warm current rushing into my heart and spreading into my heart."

Qiu Wuji: "..."

What's going on with this strange feeling...

It stands to reason that Xiao Hao would kiss him shamelessly every day in this world, and he had climbed Mount Qiu Ming, so he shouldn't be able to feel something with a simple hug like this.

Uh, is it because the two bodies are different? After all, the trumpet's body is not his real body, and no matter how accustomed he is to being in contact with him, it doesn't mean that this ten thousand-year-old virgin... can handle being close to him.

Qiu Wuji gasped in a low voice, blushing and wanting to let go.

But he found that the evil disciple was holding tightly to his hand around his waist, refusing to let him go: "Master... just a little while, just a little while, I will almost realize the meaning of the sword..."

As he spoke, he rubbed the back of his head.

Are you comprehending the meaning of the sword? Qiu Wuji was angry and anxious. I taught you the tricks of writing extras. Can I not know what you are comprehending? You must be comprehending brain waves!

She wanted to take her hand out, but the sidebar wrote again: "Faced with his apprentice's obsession, Qiu Wuji lamented in his heart, it's such an injustice."

"I've already hugged him. It doesn't seem to matter if I hug him for a while longer... In fact, I also feel it, and I'm a little greedy... I might as well give him a favor, he doesn't know anyway..."

"Just for once..." Qiu Wuji gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "I'll give you ten breaths. If you don't finish the job, I will beat you up."

"Oh." Chu Ge said carefully: "Master, please help me and add some more code."

Qiu Wuji said with a straight face: "How to add it?"

Chu Ge said: "It's cold in front of me..."

Qiu Wuji laughed angrily: "Isn't it too much to push the envelope?"

"No, it's really cold in front of me... Master is a good person and will do his best, please help..." Chu Ge started to act coquettishly.

I wrote all the extras myself, can I not know what you are thinking?

Continue to write: "Qiu Wuji was hesitant in his heart, even hugging his back. What's the difference between hugging his front? It's just ten breaths, just ten breaths... Try it yourself, how does it feel to hold his front?"

"She sighed softly, turned to her apprentice, and was about to hug him."

"The apprentice suddenly moved and pulled her into his arms where he was sitting cross-legged."

"Hey, hey, what are you doing!" Qiu Wuji pushed Chu Ge's mouth in a panic: "This is not a trumpet, don't go too far! I, I really know how to fall out!"

Chu Ge watched the cold-faced "Qiu Sect Master" being transformed into such a hairpin and messy mane by an extra story. He felt itchy and amused, but he also sighed in his heart.

Really, if I keep writing, I can get her.

Under the law of heaven, a puppet with strings.

But……

The fingers of the code machine finally paused slightly, and after a long while he continued: "Chu Ge said: 'Master, just hold me like this, I will be very satisfied...'"

Inside and outside the book, it was quiet at the same time.

Sect Master Qiu, dressed in a noble and cold sword attire, curled up in his disciple's arms like a kitten.

The wind and snow were howling everywhere, sword energy was swirling, and the man and woman were cuddling together on the stone platform. It was not clear whether she was keeping him warm or he was protecting her.

I don’t know how long it took, far more than ten breaths, before Qiu Wuji slowly regained consciousness and said through gritted teeth: "You... shameless person! What on earth did you write!"

Chu Ge didn't want to reveal that this incident was her own bad idea, otherwise she would be even more embarrassed.

I could only pretend that it was not the case and changed the subject directly: "I have understood the Binglin Sword Intent and obtained a set of Ice Xuan Sword Techniques, a total of three flying sword techniques. Are there any omissions, Master?"

Qiu Wuji was stunned for a long time, and suddenly he pulled him out of the sword platform: "You have taken out everything, how long do you want to stay in there? You... traitor!"

Chu Ge apologized and said, "Just checking to see if it's okay..."

Qiu Wuji's eyes were like frost, and his whole body was full of sword energy. He grabbed Chu Ge's ears fiercely: "Go back and face the wall. You are not allowed to eat tonight!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

The extra chapter came to an end, and a subtitle was added, "The Withered Willow Begins to Bloom."

When Chu Ge was pulled by the ear and left, he was still thinking in his heart, if it weren't for the trumpet, he would have finished the victory long ago. If he was really a master and disciple, this is how a book with filial piety deteriorates...

But it is best to write less of this kind of "Two or Three Things". Qiuqiu herself probably did not expect it when she started slandering her. If she writes too much, she will rebel against the will of heaven.

It's enough to have a beginning. How to continue to deteriorate later is up to us!