"What?" Several question marks appeared on Ding Kui's forehead, "You are waiting for me to go to bed in the practice room. What the hell did Young Dian Luan do?"
There was a bed in the practice room, so Ding Kui could lie down and take a rest when he was tired from practicing.
"Master, do you hate slaves?" Hai Mengji felt aggrieved and sad.
Seeing Hai Mengjizhen's head lowered, with a look of nervousness, loss, helplessness, and sadness in his eyes, Ding Kui felt as if he had been whipped.
When he saw Hai Mengji for the first time, he had an inexplicable feeling of closeness, and he insisted that he was attracted by the figure full of maternal glory; when he used the ecstasy on Hai Mengji, he subconsciously felt
There is a feeling of "she is mine, I want to get her", and he still hasn't figured out what it is.
He explained: "You are overthinking. I don't have this habit. No one is allowed to watch when I am practicing."
"Oh." Hai Mengji perked up, "My servant will wait for you outside after you finish your midnight snack. If you need it, you can also prepare bath water. I will never peek at you practicing." As she said this,
While pouring wine for Ding Kui.
Ding Kui knew the details of Hai Mengji and was not afraid that she had evil intentions, and he felt quite comfortable with her by his side, so he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, saying, "That's okay, are you too busy in the house?"
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"You are not in the house, and there are no guests to see Madam or Madam Ru. There is nothing to do in the side hall, and the servant is almost scratching the rag." Hai Mengji said humorously to himself.
"Hahaha, I can't help but feel sorry for you. Drinking alone is boring. Come on, have a drink too." Ding Kui motioned to Hai Mengji to drink the wine in the glass.
Hai Mengji's heart suddenly felt as if it were a little white rabbit, and it was beating hard: Oh my god, this cup was drunk by the master. He, he actually let me drink this cup of wine. Is that right?
no……
She was so excited that she stared straight at the cup and couldn't speak clearly, "This, this, no, no, not very good, okay, slave, slave, how can you, how can you spoil this fine wine."
"You can drink as much as you are told, and you won't listen to what I say? Be careful, ahem, be careful that I get angry." Ding Kui almost said, "Be careful with your family service." But he realized in time that the people in front of him were not wives and concubines, and quickly changed his words.
Hai Mengji hurriedly grabbed the wine glass and carefully put the wine into her mouth. After drinking the glass of wine, the flush rose from her neck until it covered her head and face, adding to her beauty.
"Haha, how do you feel?" Ding Kui stopped his chopsticks and carefully observed Hai Mengji, his eyes swept over the towering chest, and his throat began to feel dry again.
"Good wine, mellow and fragrant, strong and sweet. Thank you, Master, for allowing me to taste such a top-notch wine." Hai Mengji clucked his tongue and praised.
"Oh, he is a man who knows wine. Come on, come on." Ding Kui poured the wine himself with great interest.
"You can't do it, just a bottle of wine is not enough for you to drink." Hai Mengji declined with both hands.
"This wine is suitable for tasting but not for fighting. I can't tell you whether it's enough to drink. Come on." Ding Kui simply picked up the cup and stretched it out in front of Hai Mengji.
Hai Mengji hurriedly took the wine glass with both hands and poured it into his mouth without saying a word, "Tsk, the wine I poured is even more mellow! Wait for the slave to refill the wine for you." This time she didn't dare to let Ding Kui pour the wine and grabbed it.
The jug fills the wine glass.
"Let's eat some vegetables first." She picked up a handful of vegetables and held it up with her other hand to Ding Kui's mouth.
In fact, Ding Kui rarely was served like this, and he wasn't used to it. At this moment, he felt comfortable somehow and enjoyed Hai Mengji feeding him wine and food.
He had a big appetite, but he didn't eat much for midnight snacks, so he quickly emptied the food and wine. "Okay, sir, I'll wait for you outside." Hai Mengji put away the plates. "Well, today's practice is over, you go
Get some water and give me a scrub." He had finished his homework today and planned to stay energetic and wait for tomorrow's special training.
Hai Mengji quickly brought a bucket of hot water, wrung out a towel and wiped Ding Kui.
In the past, Ding Xiao often helped Ding Kui with scrubbing, and he had long been used to being served by others. He simply took off his shirt and sat on the edge of the bed so that Hai Mengji could rub his back vigorously.
Feeling Ding Kui's strong body on her hands, Hai Mengji's heart nearly jumped out of her throat. This feeling was completely different from that of the old man who served Yang Zhao. The male hormones of youth had a great attraction for her, especially
The idol she worships. (I don’t want to write in too much detail, so I’ll just keep it simple later)
Maybe she was too excited. When she changed the water in the towel, her hands were shaking and some water splashed on the ground. When she was about to wipe Ding Kui's chest, she became even more agitated. Her feet accidentally slipped and she fell into Ding Kui's arms.
At this time, a muscle in her body twitched, and she unexpectedly stretched out her tongue and licked Ding Kui's...
Boom, a ball of fire rose up in Ding Kui's lower abdomen, "Take her! Want her!" A demonic voice sounded in his mind, constantly invading his sanity.
He stretched out his hand to push Hai Mengji away, but a pair of big hands happened to press on the soft peak, and the most primitive desire burst out, causing his sanity to completely collapse.
The two rolled onto the bed together, their uncontrollable lust dominating their consciousness, and their bodies also acted according to instinct...
"No, it's not normal!" Ding Kui woke up with a trace of reason, "She is not an ordinary person! Something was injected into my body!"
He found that the fighting spirit in his body seemed to be cleansed, and his mental power could feel traces of impurities being pulled out of his body. Dirt appeared on the surface of his body, which was very abnormal for a late-stage fearless knight.
Haimengji seems to be emitting a breath of energy, which is not fighting spirit, magic power, or spiritual power. It is seeped out from the essence and blood, and is called vitality.
This vitality was washing through Ding Kui's meridians, and even washing away the blood flowing in his veins. You could clearly feel that the Dou Qi was becoming more and more pure.
"Huh? The consciousness of transformation has also changed." His consciousness was slightly awake but his body was still controlled by instinct.
The green dragon on the head of the little man in the sea of consciousness showed clear lines, and the dragon's horns, dragon's whiskers, dragon's head, dragon's scales, dragon's claws, etc. gradually transformed from virtual shadows into real shadows.
"Ah?" He noticed an even weirder change. He felt that Haimengji was absorbing his fighting energy and could still stay in her meridians, but he did not feel that his own fighting energy was reduced.
This phenomenon goes against his knowledge. No one can directly absorb other people's fighting spirit and convert it into his own, let alone the person being absorbed does not reduce his fighting spirit. In his mind, even a god-level power cannot do this.
If god-level knights can absorb other people's fighting spirit for their own use, then low-level knights will definitely be sucked in. Once it happens, it will definitely progress to the point where it cannot be concealed.
But now things are really happening to him, and it seems to be very beneficial to him, because more and more fighting energy is becoming pure, and at the current speed, all the fighting energy in the whole body can become pure.