"Damn it, damn it! Why did Anhua suddenly become like this! If I had known this, I shouldn't have asked this Wenhuo monk to lead the way. Anhua would still be mine without Molong!"

Leaving the two of them, An Chang thought angrily, looking at the unchanging forest around him, he even considered turning around and going back to Shiyu City. The master of the sect is a martial fire monk, and An Hua is his nominal wife. As long as he returns to the mountain gate

Even if Molong comes to his door, he won't be afraid.

"Yes, let's do it this way. That bitch has no medicine for her injuries, and Mo Long doesn't even have a pocket on her body. I'm taking advantage of that bitch's legs and feet, so it's reasonable for me to give up going to Nanling now!"

An Chang thought of this and quickened his pace towards Qingyu.

"Bitch, just wait for me. When the time comes, I will tie you back to Shiyu City and let you know how powerful I am An Chang!"

Two voices of talking and laughing came from behind. An Chang turned around in surprise and found that the girl who had been bleeding just now was now walking as fast as a normal person.

Looking at Anhua's ankles carefully, he was surprised to find that all the wounds had healed at some point.

"How did you..."

An Chang hesitated to speak, but Qin Long's slightly gloomy gaze blocked the rest of his words. He was a little angry. An Hua's recovery meant that he could not use his previous excuses.

Mo Long, Mo Long again, every time this guy ruined his good deeds, his hatred for Qin Long became even stronger, and he wanted to eat him alive.

Listening to the girl's chirping in his ear, Qin Long had a relaxed smile on his face hidden behind the mask.

"How long has it been? How long have you not felt this relaxed?"

For a moment, he was somewhat grateful to Anhua and thanked him for bringing him a moment of leisure.

In order to prevent An Hua from being injured again, Qin Long took the initiative to walk ahead and leveled the road opened by Qing Yu to minimize the damage to An Hua.

"An Hua, why don't you wear underpants under your robe?"

Seeing that the girl's ankle was injured again, you were a little surprised as to why the thorns always picked her to prick. After careful observation, you saw that there was no cover for Anhua's calf under her robe.

An Hua said: "What are underpants? I learned it when I saw everyone wearing it."

No wonder she is easily injured. There is no problem in activities in the city without inner pants, but her legs are easily scratched when walking in the mountains.

Although ordinary monks do not wear underpants, they only stay inside the door to practice, and by the time they come out of the mountain, they are no longer afraid of these minor injuries.

Qin Long sighed. It's not An Hua's fault. No one would have thought that a monk with the first level of Qi training would go over the mountains and ridges from Shiyu City to Nanling without taking the main road.

"The trousers can help you withstand the damage of these thorns and gravel. Now there are no suitable items to make trousers for you, so I have to be careful. I will hunt animal skins in the mountains and sew a leggings for you."

The material used to make trousers needs to be very tough. The only thing Qin Long could use was the ordinary black robe he bought casually. If there was no problem with covering his appearance, nothing else would do.

"Tough fabric. By the way, An Hua, let me lend you your cloud yarn."

Qin Long had an idea. Yunsha itself was made of stone and could not block swords, but it had no problem at all against broken stones.

The cloud yarn that An Hua brought to use as a pot is very wide, and when fully unfolded, it can reach Qin Long's forearm.

Cut the cloud gauze in half, fold it and tie it on the girl's feet, and the simple leggings are ready.

Not only that, in order to make An Hua move more easily, Qin Long also changed her hem, turning the original awkward robe into a knee-baring skirt.

A small fluffy bow was tied on Anhua's knees, and the two translucent clouds instantly turned into white stockings, making the already cute girl look even more lively.

Looking at his masterpiece, Qin Long couldn't stop his desire to modify his upper body. He used the cut-off hem to make An Hua's waist and bell-mouthed narrow sleeves, and then sketched An Hua's simple middle-parted short hair into memory.

The air bangs that are the most common in my hair, and then I stopped my hand without being satisfied.

In Qin Long's hands, Anhua has transformed from a good-looking village girl with a rustic atmosphere to a lively girl next door.

"It's so beautiful, is this really me?" An Hua exclaimed as she looked at her reflection in the calm water.

She had never seen herself so beautiful. The fluttering clouds on her knees seemed to have turned into two real butterflies. The bright sunshine reflected in the hair on her forehead also dispelled the gloom in her heart.

"Brother Mo Long, am I beautiful?" An Hua asked softly, turning around slightly.

"An Hua, beauty has always been in you, but some people lack a pair of eyes to discover."

"You are already a monk. When you encounter obstacles, overcome them. When you encounter strong enemies, defeat them. Only in this way can you control your destiny in your own hands and let the happiness and beauty in your heart continue.

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Looking at the cheerful girl, Qin Long said from the bottom of his heart.

Qin Long's straightforward praise made her blush, and she turned her head to hide. Qin Long's words rang in her ears: when you encounter obstacles, just overcome them.

Biting her cherry lips slightly, letting the joy in her heart overcome her shyness, Anhua said with a smile: "Hee hee, thank you, Brother Mo Long!"

"Mo Long, brother..." A sinister voice came from An Chang's mouth.

Looking at the reborn girl by the pool, An Chang was fascinated for a moment. He had never thought that An Hua was so beautiful.

In Anjia Village, Anhua was indeed the most beautiful girl, but how could Anjia Village compare to Shiyucheng? After becoming a monk and following his master to Shiyucheng, An Chang knew that there was someone more beautiful than Anhua in the world.

A stunningly beautiful woman.

The gorgeous clothes, elegant demeanor, and those blood-soaking figures made him linger in sweet spring dreams every night.

If his cultivation and status were not so low, and he couldn't even get a smile around those female cultivators, how could he possibly have remembered that he had a named wife in the mortal world.

It was his senior brother who reminded him that after a woman became a monk, her appearance would be further improved through the nourishment of spiritual energy, so he took her to Shiyu City. Who knew that Anhua turned out to be a waste of cultivation, and could only linger at the beginning of Qi training throughout her life?

It can't even be achieved through foundation building.

This time I went home with Anhua, partly because I wanted to enjoy the sense of accomplishment in Anjia Village where everyone was worshiping me, and partly because I wanted to have fun with this piece of trash in Anjia Village, and then throw her in that ghost place and let her fend for herself.

destroy.

Unexpectedly, after Qin Long's simple carving, An Hua's original rustic appearance has reached a height that is difficult for ordinary female cultivators to reach.

"Damn Molong, if it weren't for you, An Hua would be mine!" Looking at the girl with a bright smile, An Chang gasped, his sinister eyes turning into malicious ones, and he wished he could rush forward now.

He wanted to peel An Hua into a white sheep and execute him on the spot, but he was afraid of Qin Long's strength and did not dare to move even half a step forward.

The time walking through the mountain forest passed quickly, and as night fell, Anhua's stomach was already growling after a long day of walking on the mountain road.

An Chang listened to the gurgling sound coming from the girl's belly with schadenfreude.

"Humph, what's the use of being beautiful? Can it be used as food?"

Anhua was a little worried. Although she found a lot of edible things, Yunsha had turned into leggings and could no longer be used for cooking. She struggled to use the fire sickle to make fire, hoping that the food she collected would not be too unpalatable when roasted.

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A faint burning aroma came. Looking for the scent, An Hua subconsciously turned around and saw Qin Long sitting around, holding a strange oblate tool in his hand, and placing the ingredients An Hua found on it one by one.

No matter how the flames spread, bursts of fragrance came from that strange weapon.

"Brother Mo Long, what is this?" An Hua approached Qin Long and asked.

Qin Long said: "Frying pan."

The round tool in Qin Long's hand was temporarily made from a fine iron long knife, and its internal power was very strange. They could only melt the weapon and make the fine iron easily shape, but they could not change the temperature of the weapon.

In order to heat up this flat frying pan, Qin Long originally wanted to light a fire, but he had an idea and transferred the fire attribute spirit energy separated from the Yin and Yang fish into it. Although it could not produce a flame, it was miraculous that it could heat up the frying pan.

Apply animal fat on the surface of the frying pan, and then fry the food collected by An Hua on it. Waves of attractive aroma penetrated the girl's nose.

Looking at the cooked things that Qin Long picked out, An Hua couldn't wait to put them into her mouth. After taking a bite, the girl's expression became happy.

"Wow, the food is even more delicious than my mother's cooking! Brother Molong, you are awesome!"

Qin Long looked at the adoring girl, and couldn't help but rub her head and said, "Then eat more, we can breathe. These things are specially made for you."

Hearing this, Anhua jumped up for joy: "Really? Thank you, Brother Mo Long!"

"Can I have some?"

Qin Long turned around and found Qing Yu standing beside him at some point, staring longingly at the frying pan in his hand.

Qin Long was a little funny. Since entering the wild forest, this female cultivator from the Wenhuo Realm has focused all her attention on searching for enemies. Her reaction to most things is very dull. It is rare to see her interested in this fried dish today.

He quickly asked her to sit down.

"Of course, An Hua has collected a lot of ingredients, enough for everyone to eat together."

Qingyu is also a beauty. She is dressed in a smart outfit. She looks very dashing holding a spear. The two girls are doing Qin Long's mood, which makes her feel a little better. While cooking the ingredients in a frying pan, she tells some simple jokes.

, eliciting bursts of joyful laughter from An Hua.

The girl's sweet voice made An Chang, who was not far away, furious.

"Isn't it just a meal? She was so easily charmed by that Molong. She is indeed a bitch. Hmph, you are unruly. I want you to look good tonight!"

Night falls quickly.

Qing Yu and Qin Long Realm went to watch the night. In order to better protect An Hua, An Chang rested on the edge of the simple camp, leaving An Hua to sleep in a depression in the center of the camp.

In the night, a blurry white shadow slowly walked towards Anhua from the edge of the camp.

The sleeping girl suddenly felt something covering her face. She was so panicked that she wanted to scream, but found that her mouth was covered by someone. When she looked carefully, it was An Chang.

An Chang used all his strength to restrain An Hua's movements, leaned into her ear and lowered his voice and said fiercely: "You bitch, your soul flew away with that Molong in just one meal, right? I will teach you a lesson today, right?"

What is women’s way!”

As he spoke, he blocked An Hua's mouth, cut her hands behind her back, pressed her to the ground, and roughly tore off her clothes.

The girl struggled desperately to escape, but how could she be An Chang's opponent as she had just entered the spiritual practice? An Chang's palm was like an iron hoop and it was impossible to break free. She knelt on the ground and two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of the girl's eyes.
Chapter completed!