"Crack!"
A crisp sound resounded in the room.
Bailing said "Ah", his body trembled, and his eyes widened.
Then he covered his buttocks and turned his head to look at him.
The little look on his face looked a little confused.
Luo Qingzhou turned sideways, put his hands together, slowly spread them out, and said, "There are mosquitoes."
Then he looked at her and said, "You think my uncle is spanking you? Haha, that's a good idea."
Bai Ling: "..."
"Lie down, sing a song like a little donkey, and I will do as you wish."
Luo Qingzhou raised his eyebrows.
Bellington whined, lying on the bed, tilting his buttocks and sobbing: "Smelly uncle, bad uncle, likes to bully others, wuwu..."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Do you want to sing?"
Bai Ling immediately pouted and said, "If you don't sing, you won't sing. I'd rather die than surrender! If I have the ability, I'll beat them hard, but they won't be afraid!"
As she spoke, she took away the hand that was covering her buttocks, and even tilted her buttocks up again, then bit her pink lips with a tragic (expectation) expression on her face.
Luo Qingzhou: "...are you dreaming? Since you don't want to sing, then my uncle will leave."
After that, he ignored her and left the room directly, closing the door for her.
Bai Ling's face was pressed against the bed, buttocks were in the sky, like a hunched caterpillar. She was frozen there motionless. After waiting for a long time, she suddenly became discouraged, her slim waist and buttocks collapsed, and she lay on the bed with puffy cheeks.
I muttered a few words, and then started to feel dazed and confused...
Outside the gate of Lingchan Moon Palace.
Luo Qingzhou stood there, feeling the cold night wind blowing, and was mostly awake from alcohol.
With this kind of image, it’s better not to greet the eldest lady.
If you say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing, it will not be as simple as singing "Little Donkey".
He didn't want to make the eldest lady unhappy.
Better go back.
When he returned to Meixiang Garden, he was surprised to find that Pearl's flying knife had turned into a real flying knife.
Instead of throwing it with your hands, it has already started to be controlled with your spiritual thoughts!
"Whoosh!"
A flying knife was spinning in circles in the courtyard.
Pearl stood in the middle of the small courtyard, stretching out a finger and mumbling something.
This little girl looks very excited.
However, the flying knife not only flew very slowly, but also looked wobbly and almost fell.
"bite……"
The flying knife finally fell to the ground.
Pearl sighed and was about to pick it up when she suddenly found that the flying knife on the ground flew up with a "whoosh" and landed in one hand.
"ah……"
Pearl was startled and looked up.
Only then did he realize that it was his uncle.
Luo Qingzhou held the flying knife, gently stroking the blade with his fingers, looking at her and saying: "The quality of this flying knife is not like an ordinary weapon. You went from knowing nothing to being able to control the flying knife...
Little Mantou, you’re not a spy sent by the demon clan, are you?”
Zhu'er froze on the spot, unable to react for a moment.
Luo Qingzhou said: "You are indeed a spy sent by the demon clan."
Zhu'er trembled, then finally came to her senses, and hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "Uncle, this slave... this slave is not..."
Luo Qingzhou said coldly: "Tell me the truth, who sent you here?"
Zhu'er said in a tearful tone: "Uncle, this slave is really not..."
Luo Qingzhou said seriously: "Isn't that true? Unless you treat me to steamed buns and soup dumplings again, especially soup dumplings, only humans can make them. Otherwise, I will send you to the official."
"Cough... cough cough..."
At this time, a coughing sound suddenly came from the room.
Luo Qingzhou's expression changed and he didn't dare to joke anymore. He returned the throwing knife to her and asked, "Has the second lady been coughing these past few nights?"
Zhu'er was stunned and said: "No...last night, I had a cough the night before."
"Have you taken the medicine?"
Luo Qingzhou asked again.
Zhu'er nodded blankly: "Eat...Qiu'er cooked it."
Luo Qingzhou said nothing and entered the room with a solemn expression.
Zhu'er stayed in the small courtyard for a while, then Fang returned to the house in a daze and entered Xiaodie and Qiu'er's room.
"Qiu'er, can you make soup dumplings?"
Qiu'er woke up from her sleep and asked in a daze: "What soup dumplings?"
Zhuer whispered: "It's the kind of steamed buns that make the soup overflow when you take a bite. We have eaten them outside."
"oh oh."
"Can you do it?"
"Let's talk about it tomorrow. Why do you suddenly want to eat this?"
"My uncle wants to eat..."
"Oh... hmm?"
Qiu'er suddenly woke up.
Next door room.
Miss Qin only coughed a few times and then stopped.
She was still sleeping soundly, but her face was paler than before.
Luo Qingzhou stood in front of the bed and looked at it distressedly.
Early in the morning.
He went to East Lake and sent a message to Sister Yue.
Then he entered the Dragon Palace and practiced boxing in Long Er's training room.
Long Er stood guard outside the door silently and did not disturb.
It's almost dawn.
Luo Qingzhou came out of the training room and asked, "Isn't Sister Yue here yet?"
Long Er shook his head and said, "But my sister sent a message to Long Er. She told the young master not to worry."
Luo Qingzhou was slightly startled: "That's all you said?"
Long Er frowned slightly and said, "Well, even after saying this, Long Er didn't understand what my sister was talking about."
Luo Qingzhou thought to himself: It should be about His Majesty's body and baby. It seems that Sister Yue has already been to the palace.
There was a pause.
He added: "By the way, Long'er, did you give her the fruit core and short stick?"
Long Er nodded and said: "The night the young master brought them, my sister came and took them away."
"Nothing?"
"No, my sister took it and left."
Luo Qingzhou pondered for a moment and said: "Okay, Long'er, you practice well, I have to continue practicing in seclusion, there is not much time."
Long Er was reluctant to leave, and said with a charming face: "Young Master, Long Er..."
Luo Qingzhou said: "I have a lot of energy in my body now, and the thunder and lightning are also the strongest and most full."
Long Er's expression changed and he quickly said: "Sir, cultivation is important. You should go to retreat to practice. Long Er is also going to retreat."
"..."
Luo Qingzhou rubbed her head, turned and left without staying any longer.
It seems that everyone is afraid except Master Uncle.
Even Long'er, who often survives thunder tribulations and possesses the blood and body of a true dragon, cannot bear it.
Not to mention the Queen.
He just turned on a little electricity, and the queen cried and scolded her for being a "rebellious minister".
"Zi..."
He clenched his fist and looked at the thunder and lightning that lit up on his fist. He suddenly thought of Sister Yue and secretly said: I wonder if Sister Yue can bear it...
Return to the palace.
It's already dark.
His Majesty was still asleep in bed, covered with a thick blanket.
He stood by the bed and watched quietly for a while before going underground.
Sit down under the Heart of Spirit Mine.
He did not practice immediately, but took out the messenger ultimatum and sent the questions in his mind to Sister Yue.
Of course it is not a question of whether Sister Yue can withstand thunder and lightning.
He wouldn't dare to lend him another hundred courages.
He was asking about the golden fruit.
Although the effect he has obtained now is indeed good compared to other cultivators, it is still somewhat inconsistent with the identity of the fruit.
After a while.
The message came back: [The energy of the fruit will not be refined so quickly, it should still be in your body. You should try the inner strength and mental method I taught you again, and you should be able to find it]
Luo Qingzhou immediately put down the summons, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.
As the technique continued, another strange force indeed appeared in the alchemy sea. It was not only powerful, but also a little violent.
When he looked inside, he saw dazzling golden lights and golden runes swimming like tadpoles in the sea of ​​pills!
His inner consciousness suddenly felt a burning pain.
My head also hurts.
He didn't dare to look further and took it back immediately.
[Sister Yue, I found it as expected. There are many golden words in the Dan Sea, like runes. When I was running the technique to refine it, I felt that the energy was very powerful and I was very irritable]
He immediately took out the summons and sent the results of his recent investigation to Sister Yue.
Sister Yue is indeed omnipotent and omniscient.
The message was quickly replied: [Each time you refine one piece, the energy contained in it, coupled with your spiritual liquid and the vitality in the heart of the spiritual mine, should make your cultivation speed faster, enough to fill up your progress.
】
Luo Qingzhou: [Sister Yue means that it is not enough to directly break through to the realm of King Wu? 】
Sister Yue: [I still need pills]
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that during those days in Linqiu City on the border, Sister Yue's room was always filled with the scent of alchemy.
At that time, Sister Yue went out alone. She didn’t know where she went, and she was even injured.
If he guessed correctly, Sister Yue should have gone out to collect medicine.
Thinking of this, he felt increasingly uncomfortable and guilty: [Has Sister Yue helped me refine the elixir? 】
Sister Yue: [No]
Luo Qingzhou: [Oh, what kind of elixir is needed? Sister Yue tells me, I will prepare it from now on]
Sister Yue: [Practice well]
Luo Qingzhou: [But I want to prepare the elixir first]
The other party did not reply again.
Luo Qingzhou looked at the messenger document in his hand, was stunned for a while, and then said: [Sister Yue, are you afraid of my thunder and lightning?]
The other party still didn't reply.
Luo Qingzhou shook the summons in his hand and decided to muster up the courage to say a word of love.
After thinking for a long time, he said: [Sister Yue, I want to shock you]
After sending it, he immediately put away the summons and closed his eyes.
"Crack!"
He suddenly slapped himself: "I'll make you talk bad."
After a long time.
He calmed down his emotions and began to use the exercises in his body.
A transparent vortex quickly appeared above the head.
Waves of pure vitality gathered from all around, followed the whirlpool, and penetrated into his body.
Immediately, it flowed into his sea of ​​pills and was refined by him together with those golden runes.
Then, it turned into waves of powerful energy, constantly scouring and tempering every meridian, every acupuncture point, every muscle, bone, and internal organ of his body.
It's like fire is burning inside your body.
Heat and waste begin to be excreted along the pores.
one day.
Two days.
Three days...
Another half month has passed.
On this day, just as the redness and flames all over his body receded, the Queen's voice suddenly came to his ears: "Husband..."
Luo Qingzhou slowly calmed down his skills and calmed down the energy in his body before opening his eyes.
The sun and moon are not recorded in the cave.
You don’t know day and night when you practice cultivation.
He slowly exhaled a long breath and felt the pain in his muscles and bones all over his body, as if they had been broken and reconnected again.
This time, the tempering effect is even better.
He took out the body identification stone, held it in his hand, and checked the new data.
[Grand Master Peak: Process 48]
[Middle stage of the Divine Transformation Realm: Process 80]
"how's it going?"
When Nangong Huoyue saw him checking the data, Fang Gan came over with concern on his face.
Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "How long have I been in seclusion this time?"
Nangong Huoyue said: "Sixteen days."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the data, frowned slightly and said: "It still feels a bit too slow. In half a month, the physical body's cultivation progress has only increased by twenty-six points, and the spiritual soul's progress has only increased by three.
Ten o'clock."
Nangong Huoyue: "..."
"Your Majesty, what's that expression on your face?"
The corner of Nangong Huoyue's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times, and said: "You can't find anyone in the entire Jiuzhou Continent with your cultivation speed, but you still despise being slow? You are on the way to becoming the King of Martial Arts, not a martial artist.
…”
Luo Qingzhou looked at the data on the body identification stone and said: "Despite this, I still feel that it is a bit slow. However, if it continues at this speed, it should be enough time."
"More than enough, more than enough."
Nangong Huoyue showed a smile on her face and said: "I thought that our Dayan would give birth to a King of Martial Arts, and this King of Martial Arts would be my husband, and he would be so young and handsome, and he would also leave a baby in my belly.
I’m so excited.”
Luo Qingzhou looked at her strangely and said, "Your Majesty, you..."
"What's wrong?"
Nangong Huoyue was all smiles.
Luo Qingzhou stared at her for a few more times and said, "Why do I suddenly feel that His Majesty has changed a little and turned into..."
Nangong Huoyue smiled and said, "What has become?"
Luo Qingzhou coughed and said: "Little licking dog..."
The smile on Nangong Huoyue's face suddenly froze.
The air suddenly became silent.
The atmosphere suddenly solidified.
Luo Qingzhou said quickly: "Your Majesty, I was wrong, please forgive me for the crime of disrespect..."
There was no anger or anger on Nangong Huoyue's face, but the emotions in her eyes kept changing.
Sluggishness, panic, shock, confusion, shame, etc.
"You...what do you mean?"
After a long while, she spoke with some stuttering.
Luo Qingzhou said: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I was just joking, I had no other intention."
Nangong Huoyue looked at him with a changed expression, and said firmly: "No, you must have other intentions. You..."
"Your Majesty, I don't know anything."
Luo Qingzhou said quickly.
Nangong Huoyue: "..."
There was silence for another long while.
Nangong Huoyue bit her pink lips, stared at him with burning cheeks, clenched her fists and said, "You...you really know! When?"
Luo Qingzhou looked confused: "What is your Majesty talking about? Why can't I understand?"
Nangong Huoyue stared at him in shame and said nothing.
Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes: "Did she tell you?"
Luo Qingzhou asked in confusion: "Who is she?"
Nangong Huoyue said coldly: "You know it in your heart!"
Luo Qingzhou shook his head, saying that he didn't know clearly.
Nangong Huoyue snorted coldly, and just as he was about to speak, a trace of sarcasm suddenly emerged from the corner of his mouth: "Indeed, you don't know her well."
After saying that, she flicked her sleeves and stood up and said: "Let's go, the Spring Festival starts tomorrow. Your Wei Mo and mother-in-law are very anxious, and they have asked Meijiao to inquire several times. If you don't go back, your mother-in-law may have to
I cried so anxiously, I thought your son-in-law had run away."
"Spring tomorrow? So soon?"
When Luo Qingzhou heard this, he immediately stood up.
(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!