Time flies like a shuttle and passes by in an instant.
By the time Dugu Ming woke up from his coma, it was completely dark.
Dugu Ming slowly opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment with some confusion. As his memory revived, his expression changed drastically, he looked around and shouted: "Mingyue, Mingyue!!"
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!!"
Dugu Ming clenched his fists tightly, his nails scratched his skin, and blood flowed down.
He looked at the furnishings around him in a daze, with all kinds of thoughts rushing through his mind.
Since the matter has happened, it must be resolved.
Dugu Ming's first thought was to find his third uncle, Dugu Wudao, and use his innate fifth-level master strength to search the entire Sword Worship Villa to find him and then brutally kill him.
But as soon as this idea came up, Dugu Ming abandoned it.
He couldn't afford to lose this person.
Mingyue is the heir of the Ming family, and she is also his fiancée. If this matter gets too big, it will be equivalent to telling everyone in the nine sects of the Sword Sect that he, Dugu Ming, has become a green-haired turtle with a big cuckold on his head.
.
His face, and the face of Wushuang City, will all be gone.
He will become the laughing stock of the whole world!
Be nailed to the pillar of shame forever!
No!
Dugu Ming gritted his teeth, endured the pain and humiliation, forced himself to calm down, and thought carefully about countermeasures.
Soon, his thoughts gradually became clear.
First of all, this person must be found and killed!
No matter who he is, he must die!
Secondly, Mingyue's affairs cannot be revealed, no matter what, otherwise he will become a laughing stock and will be criticized for the rest of his life.
Therefore, if Mingyue returns, he must admit that he has lost his virginity.
All the disciples knew about this, and he had to keep this secret.
Finally, this matter must be told to Dugu Wudao, but not now, but after Mingyue returns to the courtyard, in order to prevent Dugu Wudao from recklessly searching and expanding the matter.
Dugu Ming took a long breath, and after sorting out all the connections, he sat cross-legged and slowly began to practice.
Yes, he started practicing.
Under such humiliation, he was able to practice calmly!
At this moment, Dugu Ming had only one thought in his mind, and that was revenge!
Avenge the hatred of taking my wife!
The resentment of revenge made him desperate to start a breakthrough.
He wants to be promoted to the ninth rank, and he wants revenge!
He even wants to cover up the matter of losing his virginity. After returning to Sword Worship Villa, he will have plenty of means to deal with Mingyue, a bitch, but now, he must be promoted to the ninth rank!
Dugu Ming's choices and character have matured a lot at this moment.
After going through big changes, people's personalities often undergo huge changes, and Dugu Ming belongs to this kind of person.
He has transformed.
If Zhu Youji were present at this moment, based on his many years of experience watching dramas, he would definitely have clapped his hands and encouraged him, saying: Brother, congratulations, you are becoming more and more like a Minotaur villain.
From Dugu Ming's perspective, he endured the humiliation for the sake of his own face and the face of Wushuang City, but from Zhu Youji's perspective, he only had one sentence: Thank you!
The little brother has thought about the problem very carefully!
No worries at all!
While Dugu Ming was turning his grief and anger into strength and practicing hard, in a room of the Qingcheng Sect, Zhu Youji had climbed out of Wenwen Village. He opened the window, looked at the moon and stars in the sky, and just thought
He let out a long sigh: "Ah! I want to recite a poem about this situation..."
"There is moonlight in front of the bed, and two pairs of shoes on the floor!"
"Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to look at the bright moon."
"Hmm... it rhymes so much!"
Of course, Zhu Youji didn't really think about it. With his current personality, he would not do such a death-defying operation.
After all, the person on the bed is always awake...
However, according to the pretentiousness and thin-skinnedness of a woman, she must pretend to be asleep at this moment. According to this situation, if she is a good man, should she send someone to cook a bowl of porridge for her?
This strange thought passed away in a flash, and Zhu Youji secretly used the art of sound transmission to convey this instruction to Yun Zhiming, the elder of the Qingcheng Sect.
Yun Zhiming, who was meditating and practicing Qigong, was confused. What kind of porridge should he drink at night?
Originally, when he went to call Zhu Youji for dinner, he was directly blocked by a special formation, and his voice and breath were blocked. In the same way, a voice came into his mind, saying that he would not have dinner.
Is he hungry again now?
Yun Zhiming couldn't understand this weird senior, but he got up obediently and walked towards the kitchen, preparing to have someone make a bowl of hot porridge for this unknown hero.
At this moment, his unknown hero was looking boredly at the tearful beauty on the bed, her delicate and lovely face, her skin that could be broken by blows, and the taste just now.
In Ding Xiu's words, it's - well, very smooth!
When Zhu Youji read online articles in his previous life, he scoffed at the bullshit plots of brainless authors.
All the beauties were so horny that they pounced on me.
The protagonist is upright and upright, and actually uses water to detoxify, uses internal energy to detoxify, and all kinds of detoxification, that is, detoxification without using the things that should be used. What is the plot of this?
Help!
Is this still a man with an upright and prosperous personality?
Are you?
Anyway, Zhu Youji said that he was.
In fact, with Zhu Youji's skill, he can completely use the effect of Bixue Danxin to help Mingyue detoxify. It can be done, but it is not necessary.
Why!
Didn't you hear someone calling for help?
How could a person like Zhu Youji, who was so willing to help others, reject the call for help from a helpless 'weak woman'?
Of course, you should be happy to help others.
ah!
Another day of chivalry!
The day of a strong man is so simple and full of fun!
Suddenly, Zhu Youji felt a warm current under his abdomen, slowly moving his limbs from bottom to top. The original bottleneck actually loosened at this moment.
"Huh?"
Zhu Youji was a little surprised, he found that he was about to break through.
Zhu Youji calmed down, sat cross-legged, and began to meditate silently, taking this opportunity to take a step further.
On the bed, the woman seemed to feel Zhu Youji's movements, her eyelashes moved slightly, and she carefully opened one eye and observed Zhu Youji.
At this moment, Zhu Youji's appearance was still so ordinary.
It's not the appearance of 'Yu Renyan', but the appearance of his previous life. This is also the true face he is preparing to pretend to be Wuming.
Seeing that Zhu Youji had entered a state of cultivation, Mingyue had mixed feelings in her heart. For her first man, women had complicated emotions.
Especially this scene of a hero saving a beauty, coupled with her own initiative, caused a blush to appear on her face. The absurdity just now made it difficult for her to express it.
She had no idea that... there were so many tricks to that kind of thing?
this?
This is too shameful!
All I can say is that city people really know how to play!
Mingyue seemed to cater to him, seemed to be obsessed with him, and did not refuse at all. With her strong body flexibility, she completed a series of actions brilliantly, which made her completely unable to face Zhu Youji.
How ridiculous!
Mingyue felt that her outlook on life had been violently impacted!
Zhu Youji, one of the parties involved, said, Well! It’s great!
After giving Ming Yue a try, Zhu Youji discovered that women with good martial arts skills have a high level of accomplishment. Liu Ruyan is very good, but after all, her cultivation is a bit poor, and Zhu Youji cannot show off her skills.
The eighth-grade Mingyue withstood his attack perfectly.
This is good!
While Mingyue was thinking wildly, a surging aura suddenly surged out of Zhu Youji's body, like a deep ocean, boundless, vicissitudes, ancient, mixed with the aura of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism, and a different kind of aura. The imperial aura surged, and various auras came into contact.
At this moment, Zhu Youji seemed to have turned into a god, suspended in the air, overlooking the earth.