The lips were very red, as if they had been carefully rouged.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was an indescribable meaning in the eyes.

"Why did you come here!?"

It was a voice filled with dissatisfaction.

Su Bei stared at her blankly, her very familiar words echoing in his ears.

——It seems that in that dream, the woman waiting downstairs in the dormitory had the same expression and words.

It was a white shirt that did not belong to this era, a linen pleated skirt, and her skin, which was as white as jade and as greasy as snow, was just exposed.

Her slender snow neck was shining in the sun, her black hair was dancing gently in the wind, and her bare hands were gently stroking her hair.

The simplest clothes can't hide her proud figure, which is flat but extremely beautiful.

Su Bei murmured softly:

"Key smoke..."

After hearing Su Bei's words, Yao Yan's slender jade legs lifted up slightly, and her white, plump and voluptuous calves were wrapped in white stockings.

Those eyes moved for a moment and he said jokingly:

"Why, you're not called the Saint anymore?"

Su Bei regained consciousness, his eyes full of complex colors.

This outfit was exactly what Yao Yan wore when he was suffering from inner demons.

However, when it appeared in front of me like this, I had mixed feelings for a while, and I didn't know how to describe it.

Su Bei took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and put on a wry smile:

"Su has seen the saint."

"I just...don't know..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Yao Yan smile and say:

"Don't you know why I dress like this?"

"..."

The sunlight is dazzling, and the woman in the pavilion, although mature, is wearing girl's clothes, which is an indescribable contrast.

She really looks like a modern woman. Perhaps apart from her, I have never seen anyone else dress up like this. This gesture is even rarer in this world.

Seeing her rushing to answer his words, Su Bei was a little embarrassed. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only nodded.

But she found that Yao Yan's eyes suddenly became extremely complicated, and she stood up and looked at herself.

Then he walked toward Su Bei with his jade feet that had never worn embroidered shoes.

Stepping on the ground that had not dried after the rain, the water soaked through the white stockings, revealing the cherry-colored semi-transparent parts, and the jade toes painted with red vermilion dyed the socks red.

Half seductive, half pure.

Perhaps two words may be more appropriate to describe it: pure desire.

She stretched out two jade fingers and touched Su Bei's chest. She opened her mouth half-open and said quietly:

"I hate you."

Su Bei looked at her blankly, wondering why she suddenly said this.

"You are my inner demon."

"..."

...

After Yao Yan realized that Su Bei had left, he closed the courtyard and told Die Yi not to meet anyone.

For this breakthrough, I had been preparing for a long time in order to meet the so-called inner demon tribulation.

However, my mind could not be immersed in it for a long time.

Although she never knew why Su Bei would go out in the middle of the night, she thought it had something to do with her divination. On the night he disappeared, after she divined Ji Nanjue again, the ominous divination completely disappeared.

.

Although I had already guessed it, after learning the result, I still felt empty in my heart.

Sighing softly, she murmured:

"I have had feelings for you several times. I guess if it weren't for Jue'er, I might really fall in love with him."

"..."

She was Ji Nanjue's master, and because of this, the night Su Bei disappeared, the moment she saw Ji Nanjue's hexagram turned around, she already knew that she had missed it.

Yao Yan leaned on the bed and looked at the lit candles. Suddenly, she set up a street lamp in the house according to her memory.

Although the bright light is supported by her spiritual energy and is not the so-called "electricity", it still has a certain similarity.

She smiled, and then she knelt down on the bed again, with a look of embarrassment on her face. She held her chest with her bare hands, took a deep breath, and then exhaled it slowly.

She repeated this action several times.

She wanted to use this to calm down the turbulent mood in her heart for some reason, but it had no effect.

Shaking his head not to think about these things, he wanted to read a novel to calm his mind.

She saw the man in the book and was favored by a woman.

The woman presented a "Night Pearl" to the man to express her love. The man was very moved, but he had vowed not to marry anyone after his wife died, so he finally returned the "Night Pearl" to the woman.

But as he looked around, his heart was in a mess.

Especially the line of poetry at the end of the article:

"I returned the pearl with tears shed, wishing we could have met again before we were married."

For a moment, I didn't know what it felt like.

He threw the novel aside and muttered to himself:

"I am the one who 'wants to meet before we are married'..."

She knew that unknowingly, this strange man who suddenly appeared next to her had inexplicably become a flaw in her heart.

If she can overcome this flaw, her cultivation will definitely take that step forward.

But...this flaw was what she had been looking forward to for a long time, so much so that it actually came to her heart, leaving her with no fighting spirit, and instead feeling deeply exhausted.

"Why practice?"

"What did I get after becoming a saint?"

"Is this all what I want?"

In fact, this inner demon tribulation is also very easy to overcome.

Cut off the world of mortals and stop thinking about it. After all, the so-called great road is lonely.

But, why did you first start practicing immortality?

Do you want to aspire to become a real immortal?

She waved her hand, and an ice cream shape appeared in her hand. She took a bite and the taste was as light as water.

It wasn't the taste she expected.

"I want to eat ice cream for the last time..."

She thought so.

In my mind, the smiling face appeared again, vaguely that of Su Bei.

She shook her head and took a deep breath.

"Love love love."

"It's really troublesome."

"..."

...

Su Bei looked at Yao Yan who was very close to Chi Chi in front of him. The distance between the two was so close that Su Bei only had to lower his head slightly to touch her lips.

There was a hot breath between the two of them, and Su Bei could smell her scent, a faint aroma that belonged exclusively to a mature woman.

The sun shines on her cheeks, and her long eyelashes cast shadows in her eyes, making her look beautiful and peaceful.

That sentence, "You are my inner demon," made Su Bei feel confused.

Is it that old red thread?

He didn't want to cause the woman in front of him to behave like this towards him just because of that red thread.

Although I had been intimate with Dan Wulan or Nan Ji several times, I almost took possession of everything I could.
To be continued...