Chapter 43: The rise of yin and the decline of yang
"Isn't it said that famous guns only have simple consciousness? How can this broken gun know so much?" Ren retorted. For the first time in his life, he was ridiculed by a gun.
Kesha reached out and caressed Liu Hai gently, and explained: "This is true at the beginning, but as time goes by and you follow more masters, your natural wisdom will also improve."
Ren knew it in his heart. He looked at Kesha eagerly. She immediately understood and said in a very soft voice: "Endless Thunder, let him try it. His spiritual power also has radiant properties. There may be surprises."
Not just anyone can use a famous gun, it requires some kind of powerful power attribute, it must also be compatible enough, and it must be recognized by the gun spirit.
The flames of the sun have the properties of light and heat, and the light property can control endless thunder.
Another example is Raphael's "Withering Cold Light", which has both cold and light attributes, and can use the Wings of Glory.
Of course, if you reach the Saint level and are recognized by the famous gun, you can still use the famous gun even if the attributes are not suitable.
The endless thunder emitting blue-white light in the sky hesitated for a while, a little aggrieved: "Okay, just this once."
Ren rubbed his hands excitedly and reached out to hold the famous gun.
Almost instantly, an electric light flashed in his eyes, electric snakes danced wildly, wrapping around him, and the energy of the stars surged out of his body.
The light around his body was slightly dim, and cold stars the size of grains of sand lingered on his body. What was strange was that as the electric current spread like branches, little bits of fluorescence began to appear in the originally dark places.
It seems that in the cold and dead universe, the thunder of the void connects the stars and illuminates the dark areas.
Feeling the vitality of the energy of the stars in his body, Ren held the barrel of the famous gun that emitted dazzling blue-white electric light, and suddenly felt that he could control the power of thunder.
He felt that he could control lightning and destroy everything in front of him. If the vampire marquis appeared in front of him, he could kill him with one shot!
"Hey, this kid's spiritual power is so weird. A little light appears in the cold darkness, and there is a ray of life in the dead silence. It is vast and boundless, and the level of domineering is even worse than the flames of the sun." Famous Gun's voice was a little moved.
It somewhat understands why the hostess is willing to commit herself to a little man whose strength is less than the fourth level. Once this kind of strength grows, the future is boundless.
"I think I'm so strong now that I can just change my name to Thor." Ren couldn't help but tease: "But I'm sorry, I'm not used to relying on external objects. Besides, to me, you are just a flare gun.
"
A trace of physical pain flashed across his face, and Renn put down the famous gun pretending to be cool. External objects cannot be relied on, and only one's own strength is truly strong. The Sun King does not look down on famous guns.
Damn it, my heart still hurts so much, what a wonderful thing, but it’s a pity that it belongs to his wife, not him!
Kesha pursed her lips and snickered. She thought Ren was weird, sometimes mature and sometimes naive. She didn't know what caused his contradictory personality, but to her, it was all quite interesting.
What would become of him if she married him?
"Hmph, brat, I barely admit that you are the master. Come on, if you want to marry the mistress openly, you must at least be a saint." Endless Thunder reminded, flew back into Kesha's arm, and turned into a
Lightning rune.
Ren was silent. He knew a little bit in his heart that although he was Kesha's boyfriend, he was not qualified to marry her or Catherine.
Whether it was the princess of the Nokman Empire or the daughter of the Duke of Blois who had been passed down for thousands of years, he could not propose marriage now.
No matter what era, the concept of class has always existed, or at most it has changed its form of existence.
Sensing his loss, Kesha stepped forward and hugged him, leaning her forehead against his, with their faces close and their noses facing each other: "Work hard, little man, what do you think is love and marriage?"
Feeling her breathing, the two looked at each other, and a trace of confusion flashed in Ren's eyes: "I don't know."
The corner of her mouth was slightly raised, and her tone was as gentle as water: "Then you know, many novels, fairy tales, legends and other stories end like this: the hero and the heroine get married and live happily ever after.
What’s the story behind it?”
After thinking for a moment and staring at her beautiful face, Ren said: "Maybe there is nothing to describe later."
With a calm smile, Kesha's expression became very gentle: "There is nothing to say later. Aunt Helen told me that couples in love think everything about the other person is good.
You can keep each other warm by rolling on the bed, having fun together, etc. What you see are mostly the advantages of each other.
But once you get married, many times lovers need to tolerate, understand or tolerate each other."
She reached out and touched his young face, and said passionately: "After you get married, you may find that the other person snores, has smelly feet, doesn't like to take a bath, has a bad temper, etc.
When everything loses its romantic shell and becomes realistic, you need to tolerate or accept the other person's temper and some shortcomings. If you can't adapt, you won't be happy without divorce.
Little man, having sex is just the beginning. If we really want to be together, you can have sex with me for the rest of your life. As long as you don't get tired of it, will I still reject you?
I'm a princess, and I can't make the decision on many things myself. Now I can only be your girlfriend in private.
If you really want me to marry you and have children for you, then work harder, I will wait for you at the front of the extraordinary road, wait for you to catch up with me and marry me."
Ren looked at the extremely tender Kesha, and there was a throbbing in his heart. It was only now that he had some feelings for her, not just thinking about her lower body.
"Thank you for telling me this. I didn't realize how naive I was before. I thought that if I slept with a woman, she would belong to me."
"Haha! What a little boy's idea, so cute and silly."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Kesha couldn’t help laughing so hard that her branches trembled with laughter. Ren was very embarrassed and pinched her cheeks.
"Okay, I won't laugh at you anymore, let's have dinner, otherwise it will get cold soon."
The two stopped chatting and had dinner together, and then took showers in the bathrooms on the first and second floors respectively.
It was after nine o'clock in the evening. Kesha walked slowly down the stairs on the second floor with elegant steps. She was wearing a white dress and her hair was a little messy.
Ren stepped forward, grabbed her catkins, and arranged her bangs. He whispered, "I want to dress you up."
Kesha was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Okay, you should learn how to take care of girls and how to make girls happy, don't be like a blockhead.
Maybe it's fate, you met Catherine, and she just needed you, otherwise, I don't think you can find a girlfriend until you are 25."
Holding her hand, he entered Kesha's boudoir. There were no extra decorations in it. After all, it was an empty room before.
She sat obediently in front of the dressing table. Ren picked up the comb and arranged her hair: "Does Catherine need my power?"
"That's right, I can tell you now that she needs your special spiritual power to complete her strength.
I asked you to cooperate with me in completing the ceremony. Strictly speaking, this is just a preview and it won't be of much help to me." Kesha explained softly that she would not hide anything she could tell him now.
Ren was silent for a moment, helping her comb her hair, and after a while he said: "It sounds like we are just a combination of interests. If you didn't ask for something from me, you probably wouldn't even look at me.
After all, you wanted to kill me in the first place."
Kesha turned her head, grabbed his hand, and looked up at him: "I actually don't understand why I had the idea of killing you.
Sometimes I can't control myself. In fact, I don't intend to take action because I don't want to have any conflicts with her."
Ren was speechless. What was this? "You easily uncovered the murder of your husband. Do I still want to thank you for not killing him?"
Kesha stood up after hearing this and stretched out her hand to twist his waist: "Stop being so glib. As for the combination of interests you mentioned, so what. A relationship based on interests or money may be more important than a relationship based on emotion.
It may be reliable and long-lasting.
Because feelings are sometimes cheap, but benefits are eternal."
Ren hugged her directly, he was too lazy to listen to these nonsense: "Maybe you are right, you are more mature and wiser than me.
However, it's getting late, let's go to bed, you are so beautiful, I don't think I will get tired of it until I have rolled it ten thousand times.
When we have three or four children, it won't matter what your plans are."
As an extraordinary person with a long lifespan and high energy, he can really roll ten thousand times.
Kesha's pretty face turned red. She figured it out and pushed him out of the room directly: "Why are you dressing up for me? You're lying! You had this idea from the beginning. I will lock the door at night and don't try to sneak in."
Ren shrugged: "You didn't close the door yesterday, and you looked unprepared."
"You wouldn't have climbed into my bed yesterday!"
With a bang, Kesha closed the door. Ren was helpless. Having a girlfriend didn't mean he could use it to warm the bed.
Especially since the yin is strong and the yang is declining, he can't reason with his girlfriend now, let alone beat her in a fight.
It's too bad, it just looks like a happy one, promotion to the fourth level is imminent.
Whether you are dealing with enemies or girlfriends, you need strength, both in bed and off the bed!
