Chapter 227 The Sound of Snow Falling

Looking at Qian Renxue in front of him, Su Cheng couldn't help but sigh, "Sometimes I really envy your talent."

The other party's cultivation speed is really exaggerated.

Su Cheng himself can get to this point today, relying on the continuous accumulation in the simulation world, and with the help of various talents, he continues to study new ways of cultivation and find new ways.

In the original timeline, Tang San relied on Xuantian Gong and continuous opportunities, various hundred thousand year soul beasts sacrificed for him without rules, and the gods personally opened up for him.

As for the other Shrek Seven Devils, they also achieved success with the help of immortal herbs and the inheritance of the throne.

Only people like Qian Renxue can be truly called real geniuses.

But Su Cheng just sighed casually.

A person's achievements are created by many factors such as talent, character, opportunity, experience, etc. If you only look at talent to judge a person, it is a bit stupid.

If you only see Qian Renxue's talent, but don't see her efforts and persistence, it is also disrespectful to her.

After hearing Su Cheng's praise, Qian Renxue did not speak, nor did she show her joy like the main character.

She just stared at him without saying a word, with a wave of light in her dark eyes.

"What's wrong?" Su Cheng asked in confusion.

"Did you forget something?"

"What?"

"Now that I have cultivated everything, what about the reward?"

As she spoke, Qian Renxue suddenly took a step forward and gently raised her head.

There seemed to be mist in her eyes, as if it was about to condense into a thread.

"Reward?" Su Cheng was stunned at first.

Then he noticed her unusual demeanor and movements, "What reward do you want?"

"Don't play dumb."

Qian Renxue's mouth curled up slightly, grabbed his wrist, and left the room for cultivation.

Su Cheng did not resist, and let the other party take him to the bedroom next door.

As the group of people with the highest status in the Spirit Hall, the elders' daily living conditions are extremely excellent, which can definitely match their status, and the room will naturally not be bad.

Although it is not as magnificent as the Pope's Palace, it is also extremely luxurious.

The mahogany tables and chairs, glazed tile lamps, and the beds and sofas in the room are huge and spacious, enough to accommodate several people sitting and lying at will.

Next to the desk, there is a large crystal-carved window, from which you can clearly see the scenery of the Pope's Hill.

It is now late winter and the weather is extremely cold.

There is heavy snow outside the window, and it is all covered in silver.

The room is still warm as spring, and is not affected by the weather outside.

However, Qian Renxue obviously has no intention of looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window at this moment.

Pressing Su Cheng's shoulders, pushing him to sit on the edge of the bed, and looking down at him from above, "Su Cheng."

"What's wrong?" Su Cheng smiled back.

Qian Renxue did not speak immediately, but stretched out her slender jade hand to stroke his cheek.

Then she took the initiative to sit on his legs, leaning in his arms, and stretched out her arms to wrap around his neck.

"You won't leave me, right?"

"Of course."

Su Cheng stared into her dark eyes.

"I will never leave you."

"Forever..." Qian Renxue whispered, "How long is forever?"

"Until death."

"Death..." Qian Renxue slowly repeated this slightly heavy word.

"Will you lie to me again in the future?"

Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, noticing the flash of pain in the other's eyes.

Some memories are just suppressed in the deepest part of the heart, but they can never be forgotten.

Because that is the deepest scar, a nightmare more terrifying than death.

"..."He opened his mouth, but didn't know how to start.

"You can let me do anything for you." Qian Renxue's voice was gentle and firm, "But don't lie to me, okay?"

"...Okay." Su Cheng was silent for a moment, and nodded gently.

Qian Renxue stared at him steadily.

After a moment, she suddenly stood up straight, with a familiar smile on her face.

Then, under Su Cheng's slightly dull eyes, she stretched out her arms.

The black crown that looked unusually complicated was easily untied by her, and then slid to the ground.

The snow-white body was revealed to Su Cheng without a single drop.

The white body surface was smooth and shiny, and the straight legs were slender and well-proportioned.

The skin was as smooth as soft jade, as delicate as silk, and even whiter and more dazzling than the snowflakes outside the window.

The flexible waist drew a wonderful arc on both sides.

Under the small and round belly button, the fragrant grass valley was also clearly visible.

"..."

Su Cheng, who had a panoramic view of all the beautiful scenery, rolled his Adam's apple up and down slightly, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva silently.

The five elements field spread out silently, enveloping the entire room.

Although few people would come to him on their own initiative, it would be better not to be interrupted by others at such a critical moment.

Qian Renxue's smile was slightly red, but not shy.

She showed him everything about herself.

Then she took a step forward...

The wind was cold outside the window, and the house was full of spring.

At this moment, Su Cheng felt as if he had entered a world that belonged to him alone.

It seemed that there had never been a moment when his perception was strengthened to this extent.

All external noises were completely blocked.

All he could hear was the rubbing sound of the pair of smooth toes stepping on the ground as they approached.

There was also the subtle panting sound between the opening and closing of the red lips, the thumping sound of his own heart beating violently, and the sound of snowflakes falling outside the window...

To him, she was a distant and clear stream in the wilderness, the red leaves hanging on the branches in late autumn, and the crystal clear snow in the darkness...

She was a spirit in the secular world, the most beautiful scenery between heaven and earth, and the softest part of Su Cheng's heart.

Her delicate body was in his arms, and her white and slender fingers slid from his cheek to his neck, and then went down little by little, deep into his clothes.

At this time, Su Cheng could no longer suppress his desire, and he took her into his arms with his backhand.

Her smooth skin felt soft and moist, and there was no trace of flaws at all.

As his fingers moved, patches of red marks appeared on the snow-white body, like some kind of wonderful mark.

At the same time, a faint moan came from Qian Renxue's throat, constantly stirring the fire in Su Cheng's heart.

The light water light in her eyes was like a substance, as if it wanted to entangle and bind him little by little...

Standing in the Pope's Hall behind the Elders' Hall, Bibi Dong suddenly felt a burst of heat for no reason.

The starlight rooted in her soul suddenly began to flicker.

As time passed, she felt more and more uneasy.

Some extremely ominous premonition came vaguely from her soul, and then emerged in her heart.

At this moment, something she absolutely did not want to happen was about to happen in the Elders' Hall not far away.