The moonlight was a little cold and fell on the lake.

Lu Chen, who usually transformed into a middle-aged man, also returned to his youthful appearance at this moment.

However, compared to back then, it was a little less immature and had a deeper look.

Living in the blessed land of the cave, such as Qingyun Back Mountain for a long time, as his cultivation level improves, Lu Chen's temperament has also changed faintly, and he has become more indifferent and outspoken.

In order to hide himself, Lu Chen can only pretend to be an ordinary person so as not to arouse suspicion.

But in fact, now his life span is extraordinary.

At the realm of the Martial Emperor, it is no problem to live for a thousand years.

If the deadline does not come, he will be young forever.

Lu Chen sat in the lake, covered in blood-red lake water.

This is not the original color of the lake water, but because Lu Chen placed the medicine liquid in it.

Over the years, in addition to practicing, Lu Chen has also strengthened his physical strength from time to time.

Although cultivating the body is not the mainstream, Lu Chen will not let go of any means of becoming stronger.

The rhythm of the lake seemed to be consistent with Lu Chen's breathing and was almost integrated.

Under this rhythm, the medicine liquid was absorbed by Lu Chen, and his body became stronger.

If you look inside, you can find that the bones in Lu Chen's body at this moment are like a perfect piece of fairy jade, blooming with divine light, and there is a huge power of qi and blood in his blood, which contains huge vitality.

But at this moment, Lu Chen's eyes suddenly opened, and a light appeared in his eyes, looking at the top of his head.

With his cultivation reaching his level, the dark night can no longer stop his sight.

In the air, a figure fell from the top of the mountain and fell straight into the lake, splashing a large splash of water.

Lu Chen did not go to pick him up, frowned and found that it was a woman who fell into the water.

The woman looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with her skin as white as fat, and a trace of abnormal blush on her pretty face, which seemed to be seriously injured.

She was wearing a black dress, wrapping her delicate body, wet by the lake, revealing her moving curves, making people imaginative.

Her black hair was already scattered, she struggled to support herself, raised her wet hair, and her eyes that were not emotional at all suddenly turned to Lu Chen, and a long sword of autumn water in her hand was already placed on Lu Chen's neck.

"Little hooligan, is it you?"

But the next moment, the woman was stunned, the sword in her hand trembled slightly, and her eyes quickly turned red.

The person who was thinking about it day and night finally appeared in front of him. What was it like?

Fortunately, the moon just disappeared and it was pitch black, so he couldn't tell that I was crying.

Lu Chen was also stunned. The scene in front of him was so familiar that he didn't expect that such a strange thing would happen in the world.

He also knows this woman, named Lin Xuewei.

More than 20 years ago, Lu Chen also met her here.

She peeked at it all over and was called a hooligan.

But later, the two met and became friends.

There are many fun quarrels in the middle of the journey.

But later, for some reason, Lin Xuewei never came again.

At that time, Lu Chen was still feeling a little empty, and it took him a while to get used to it.

I didn't expect that there would be a time to see you again today.

Even though twenty years have passed, Lin Xuewei is as beautiful as before, and is a rare beauty.

There is less youthful temperament and more cold and aloofness.

The past came to my heart, Lu Chen withdrew his thoughts and smiled immediately, "It's me, the way you appear every time is really surprising. Have you fallen in love with me and deliberately peeked around?"

Lin Xuewei's snow-white face turned red in an instant, her sword turned back to the sheath, rolled her eyes, and defended her: "No."

Lu Chen smiled and stood up.

"Ah, you... are hooligan again!!!"

Seeing this, Lin Xuewei was shocked and quickly reached out to cover her eyes, fearing that she would speed up her heart rate when she saw the shameful scene again, and she even forgot her original purpose.

This guy is speechless.

"Don't talk nonsense. Last time, you scared me and it was like that. Since then, I have never dared to take a shower without clothes."

Lu Chen was so happy when he saw her appearance.

Although she looks very different from the past, her personality is the same as before, and there seems to be no change.

But if someone familiar with Lin Xuewei is here, looking at her appearance, she will definitely feel like she is a ghost.

Who doesn’t know that Lin Xuewei is the most cruel person in the Demon Sect now and is called the “Rose Female Demon”.

It is also a famous femme fatale, known as the number one beauty in the Shenjin.

She is also the genius of the Demon Cult who has become famous recently, and has defeated all the geniuses of the major decent forces.

He had become a martial master under the age of forty. Even some older generation martial emperors fell in her hands and was hailed as "the first genius in a thousand years."

It is a major concern for all decent people.

No one is shy about looking at her, even a glance at her will be silenced!

But Lu Chen had only heard of the name "Rose Female Demon", and did not know that Lin Xuewei in front of him was the fierce and famous Rose Female Demon.

However, even if I know, Lu Chen would not care much.

Lin Xuewei gave him more fun in these boring years and a pretty good memory. He has regarded Lin Xuewei as his friend.

Just make friends, regardless of your background.

As long as he can chat with him, it suits his appetite, he doesn't care what her identity is.

Although Lu Chen is goo, he has his own bottom line of principles.

Generally speaking, as long as he does not violate his bottom line, he can ignore anything he has.

His caution does not mean that he is timid.

His fear of death does not mean that he can ignore what he insists on in order to survive.

The reason why he can be patient is purely for his own safety and lives with the mentality that it is better to do less than more than more.

Otherwise, how could he be willing to stay in this ancestral hall for thirty years?

Of course, this is also because he has been here for thirty years and his mood has sublimated.

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