Jun Buqi coughed slightly, feeling that he could not tell the truth.
If you tell her that you deceived her, she will probably be angry.
So he made some temporary deductions and quickly found some reasons.
"First of all, my sister likes red, and that Ye Nuxia also likes red."
"Secondly, that Ye Nuxia was too generous to me. She either gave me pill prescriptions or sword manuals. I really can't think of anyone other than my sister who would be so kind to me. Even my master would
He has never been so kind to me."
Jun Buqi's eyes revealed sincerity, he was telling the truth and he was not lying.
There was a panic-stricken heat in those sincere eyes, "Finally, it's my intuition. Ye Nuxia hasn't appeared for a long time, but sister, I feel that sister has always been by my side, protecting me."
, warms me and makes me feel at ease.”
He was thinking: I've said so much flattery, you won't suck me again this time!
However, he thought too much, and he still had to suck, but this time her actions were not as rough and direct as before.
One of her hands gently pressed on his shoulder, and the other hand gently held his head. Then she leaned over and blew a breath on the white neck.
Chi...
Sharp hard objects break through the skin texture and eventually penetrate the blood vessels.
The next moment, he felt the blood vessels in his body tighten, and his energy rushed to his neck.
After sucking it, she licked the wound and gave it a five-star rating, "Your blood tastes more and more delicious. It seems that your cultivation has grown rapidly over the years."
Jun Buqi stretched out his hand and wiped some blood on the wound, and tasted it himself, "It doesn't have any special taste! It still has the astringent rust smell, well, there is also a light fragrance..."
"Huh? This fragrance is the same as my sister's..."
Jun did not give up and said nothing. He realized that he had just wiped it and wiped her saliva: Hey, what is this?
He stared blankly at the fingers stained with his own saliva, then silently put them down, his heart as calm as water, without any fluctuations.
Jun Buqi feels that he is a person who has long since escaped from vulgar taste.
But he realized that the chill behind his back was getting stronger and stronger, so he quickly said: "Sister, I practice the "Hundred Refiners of Pure Yang Kung Fu". Do you know this technique? It's..."
But it was useless. The chill behind him was like ice, spreading like a substance. He even saw a layer of frost appear on the ground under his butt.
Even the soft futon underneath me now looks like a lump of ice.
Jun Buqi swallowed and quickly changed the subject, "Sister, just now you asked me if I knew how to make alchemy. Do you want me to help you refine some elixir?"
There was no sound behind him, and Jun did not dare to look back, but the chill in the cave did not disappear, it just did not become colder.
Jun Buqi couldn't help but secretly curse in his heart: I haven't disliked you for being disgusting! On the contrary, you are so angry, making it seem like I am so heinous, ugh!
After a long time, I don't know whether it was because I never gave up my request, or it was something else, Sister Corpse gradually restrained her cold aura.
"I have an elixir recipe here, but it is somewhat incomplete. Please help me go to your Qingxuan Sect's Tibetan Pavilion and give me some elixir recipes for Yin objects. I will see if I can complete it."
There was no emotion, and it was as cold as a machine's hoarse voice, letting Jun Buqi know that this pretentious corpse sister was indeed angry.
However, she has not yet changed her self-identity back to 'this handsome', which shows that there is still some room for improvement.
"Is it the elixir used by Yinwu?" Jun Buqi became suspicious.
There is a transaction between Qingxuanzong and the Confused Ghost Kingdom, and naturally there are various kinds of elixirs in this transaction. Among the alchemy knowledge and various elixir prescriptions that Jun Buqi saw in the Zangdian Pavilion before,
There are indeed many that are applicable to vaginal objects.
"Sister, can you let me see that prescription?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the next moment, a pill recipe floated in front of him, with the names of hundreds of elixirs densely recorded on it.
Jun Buqi glanced around and found that not all of these elixirs were Yin-attribute elixirs, but many were also Yang-attribute elixirs.
But he didn't find it strange, after all, the medicinal properties could be neutralized.
"Is this an unfinished recipe?" Jun Buqi asked doubtfully.
"It should be the elixir derived from the Ascension elixir of your righteous monks."
"Is this deduced by ghost cultivators?"
"probably!"
"That's right, what can a normal monk do with this thing? Well, sister, I have no intention of discriminating against you ghost cultivators..."
"I am not a ghost cultivator!"
"..."
Jun Buqi: You are a corpse cultivator! But doesn’t it sound nice? I can’t really call you ‘Sister Corpse’! Then you have to tear me alive!
"Don't worry, sister, I will definitely handle this matter as my own business."
He thought to himself: When you really refine the Ascension Pill, you will not be far away from ascension! Hurry up and go to the legendary immortal world to bring disaster to other immortals! Don't just catch me sucking it alone!
Huh? That’s not right! Maybe she also raises many other blood pigs!
Hmm? Why do I feel a little gloating?
He~tui!
I'm not that kind of person.
"Sister, let me ask you something! Will my blood help your practice?"
"Not much!"
"..."
Why do I feel sad?
"Then, why do you want to suck my blood?"
“Delicious!”
"..."
Why do I feel sadder? I'm not a mobile drink library.
Phew! What was I thinking?
He cheered up and encouraged: "Sister, I think you should develop more blood banks. There should be many people in this world whose blood is more delicious than mine!"
"Well, I'll think about it!"
"..."
"Sister, let me give you a gift! I hope you don't dislike it."
Jun Buqi took out a red neon dress from the Qiankun bag, which he found in the fairy palace. In addition, there were some bellybands, but he did not dare to take them out.
"I think only your temperament, sister, can perfectly bring out the fairy spirit and agility that this colorful feather coat should have. No one else can."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Sister Corpse. His face was still covered with a mask, but his starry eyes were looking at the neon clothes in his hand.
"Sister, please forgive me for my previous rudeness..."
“I don’t want other people’s things!”
Ha! He actually has the attribute of pride!
Jun Buqi smiled secretly, and then shook the snowy dress gently, like a blooming rose, "This is a brand-new neon dress. I found it, and it is mine. Now give it to my sister. If she doesn't want it, then
I’ll just burn it! No one can be worthy of it anyway.”
A ball of flame burst out in his hand, trying to ignite the neon clothes.
Then, an embarrassing scene happened. But Jun Buqi discovered that this embarrassing scene happened just in time, and Sister Corpse actually laughed.