When Xiahou Yu heard this shocking words, he immediately realized that the person beside him was as pure as a piece of white paper. He felt even more ashamed. After cursing a few words about beasts, he was also afraid that he would hurt the pure girl. Reason finally defeated his desire. He gently patted the girl on the back and smiled and said, "Zhujie is right. We just lie down quietly, and we can continue the blood of the Father God in a year."

When the girl heard what Xiahou Yu said, she shyly squeezed into the arms of the man beside her, and responded: "Yes." Then she closed her eyes again.

That night, when they first met, a man and a woman hugged each other under the arrangement of others. The dry fire was so calm, but it was a bitter end to Xiahou Yu, who had been in trouble.

Seeing the beautiful people around me sleeping soundly, a fire ignited in my heart, constantly burning Xiahou Yu. I couldn't help but regret that I was pretending to be a big-tailed wolf, the fat meat in my mouth, and the reason for vomiting out was that it was contrary to my outlook on life and worldview. The most terrible thing was that my little brother was not very at ease all night, and it was rising and falling, making him restless all night unable to fall asleep. He wanted to leave but was afraid of waking up the people around him, so he could only silently lament why the late night was so long?

The rooster crowed, and the sky was slightly bright, and the candle wick with a blurry look sat up and saw Xiahou Yu sitting cross-legged beside him with dark eyes.

After a brief shyness flashed, he boldly thought that after this night, he and the Holy Lord were already married, so he stood up and dressed up, bowed to Xiahou Yu, who looked deserted, and said as thin as a mosquito and flies, "Saint Ancestor got up so early, I'll prepare breakfast for you now."

Seeing that he was dressed neatly, Xiahou Yu nodded as if he had received amnesty.

"Candle wicks, breakfast is lighter, and don't call me Lord Holy Lord again, call me my name..."

Before Xiahou Yu finished speaking, Zhu Xin, who was imaginingly thinking, felt a heat on her face. In a panic, she could no longer hear what Xiahou Yu said afterwards. She replied as if she was as melodious as a mosquito: "Well, I know my husband."

After saying this, my husband felt even more shy and ran out of the tent like he ran away to prepare breakfast for Xiahou Yu.

Xiahou Yu was also held on the spot by this sentence by his husband for a moment. When he came to his senses, he realized that the other party seemed to have misunderstood his words, but it was too late to explain. He raised his right hand and slapped himself in the face, and then sighed helplessly.

After a while, after drinking the small jar of porridge brought by the candle wick, Xiahou Yu, who was extremely depressed, heard the rumor outside the tent saying that the great wizard had arrived. He was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and he happened to talk to him.

After taking a look, I was cleaning up the giant bowls and chopsticks, but I could only be confused for a while. Although I have not ruined her innocence, the entire witch clan probably knows that this girl is spending the night in my tent. If I dare to ask the great wizard to send the woman back, judging by the strong temperament of these witch clans, the candle wick will probably be difficult to survive.

Looking at the great wizard who was carrying the curtain, Xiahou Yu immediately denied his thoughts. This time he had fallen into his crotch. Not to mention explaining to others, even he couldn't believe what he did last night. After giving a few instructions to Zhuxin, Zhuxin said shyly and said, "I took my leave." After taking a look at the great wizard again, he retreated outside the tent.

"Holy Lord did a good life last night?"

"How can it be bad? It's so good!" Xiahou Yu spoke in anger.

The mature wizard looked at Xiahou Yu's unhappy face, and actually guessed about eight or nine points of the matter. He smiled and comforted him: "Saint Lord, I am also a veteran. Although you and Xin'er have no emotional foundation, good things have come now. Feelings can be cultivated slowly. You need to work harder to give birth to a saint son for my witch clan as soon as possible."

"What Holy Son? What good thing has come true? I said that the rules of the witch clan really should be changed. I don't like her, so she has to go to the back mountain to live for the witch. What kind of bullshit task did you do? Do you want me to watch such a vivid life that will destroy the fragrance and jade?"

Hearing this, the old wizard was also stunned, then his eyes turned and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, the Holy Lord is really upset about this matter. Although I asked Xin'er to come and serve you, I have to obey your wishes. I have never given such an order before. I didn't expect that Xin'er's girl was a bit smarter, but now it has become a fact that he spends the night in your tent. The tribesmen are watching. You are the Holy Lord and he is the Holy Mother. If you still don't admit it, then the girl will be shameless to see people. Maybe she will really go to the witch with her body at that time."

When Xiahou Yu heard this, he felt annoyed. He was frustrated but he didn't know where to throw the anger. He kept scattered by the geese all day long, but was blinded by the geese. He didn't expect that the seemingly respectful and pure candle wick had such a scheming, but even if he wanted to blame her, he shouldn't start. Do you want to blame a young and beautiful girl for her own innocence? What's more, she only has a slight understanding of men and women, so how can she bear to blame such a pure girl?

I felt helpless, shook my head, took out a few jade slips that had been prepared from my storage bag and handed them over to the great wizard: "These are the cultivation techniques and magic that I have obtained before. I have checked them. The tribesmen think that because of the meridian dantian derived from my bloodline, they all have water spirit roots, wind spirit roots, and sword cultivation roots. The three-type talent is already a rare talent in the cultivation world. These magic tips I have given you

In the middle, the Changkong Sword Book is the most powerful. It can be practiced to the Mahayana Tribulation Realm, but it needs to be supplemented with the advantages of weapons to show its power. As for the Lingyun Art, although it can only be practiced to the stage of the God Transformation, if it is supplemented with water-based magic, it is also magical. As for the other few, it records some water-based magic and wind-based magic, it requires the ability to practice after the magic power is achieved. As for how to allocate and arrange these techniques, there is a great wizard who will make the decision on it."

The great wizard trembled and held several jade slips into his hand, and knelt down to Xiahou Yu again excitedly: "The great kindness of the Holy Lord is like recreating it. My Dawu Island will definitely die for the Holy Lord in the future."

Xiahou Yu quickly reached out and helped the great wizard up.
Chapter completed!