But he also knows that this matter cannot be rushed. If you want to absorb a hundred years of skill, it will not happen overnight unless your body can bear it. What is the other method besides the Meditation Technique that the master mentioned before he died?
Breathe in and out gently, and after lingering and entangled in the hair, it quietly disperses.
After a while, there was a futile sound outside the screen, which alarmed the woman. Cui Niang had left. Was she too focused on suppressing the heat? Or was the person outside the screen too powerful to wait outside?
Are you careless? Go into the house and ignore it yourself?
"Who is it?" A weak voice sounded, which seemed extremely strange in the empty house. He picked up a drop of water and pointed it at the figure outside the screen. He flicked it with his fingers, and the drop of water flew quickly, and the screen broke.
, shattering the mess on the ground.
The figure that came into view immediately seemed to be familiar to the woman. The golden mask on his face concealed his mystery. All that could be seen were his sharp and deep eyes, his handsome and tall figure, and his slender and elegant arms.
, Zhengyi walked happily and calmly approached the woman.
For the first time in her reincarnation, she felt an approaching danger. His silence made the woman feel even more unpredictable. "If you don't want to die, leave earlier."
The masked man raised a corner of his thin lips evilly, and his gloomy eyes kept looking at the woman's looming figure, as if it was a long-awaited delicacy, but he was thinking about how to eat it.
The woman hated this kind of unsettling gaze. She narrowed her eyes slightly and concentrated her strength to push out a palm. The masked man moved away slowly, and his cold palm embedded her wrist, with a hint of sarcasm, "As expected.
She is the woman that I have fallen in love with, and she is indeed very capable."
The woman felt like she was being toyed with. She wanted to pull her hand back, but was unable to do so. "Let me go, otherwise you will never get out of this house alive."
Threatening? He never looked down upon her. He tapped her acupuncture point casually and raised her chin, "I looked at her from a distance. I didn't expect she was so beautiful. It's really interesting."
The woman's phoenix eyes widened, knowing that she was about to commit a taboo on the night of the waxing moon - anger, but the man in front of her was too much and dared to treat her as a plaything. She couldn't spare him. She wanted to calm down and gather her energy, but
The whole body was in pain as if on fire. The moment the acupuncture points were broken through, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth, and dots of bright red quickly scattered in the tub.
The man's narrow eyes were low, his cold fingertips gently caressed her blood-stained lips, and when the woman was defenseless, he kissed her fiercely.
The golden mask at close range was not as cold as the coldness he gave her. She didn't have any strength left, but she didn't want him to be so lighthearted. Her eyes were blurred, and the movement of pushing away with all her strength seemed to give him a temptation to resist and welcome her.
A strong hand touched her, and she listened to his words as he kissed her, "If you want your blood to attack your heart and die, just give it a try."
The lips parted for a long time, and the woman collapsed weakly in his arms and gasped. The cold chest was not as biting as ice, but it was a different kind of special. The woman no longer struggled, and allowed him to pick her up from the bath, and smiled weakly, "
I didn't fall off the cliff and die, so do I still have to thank you for saving my life?"
The man paused slightly, then raised the corners of his lips, "You finally thought of me, have you thought about how to repay me -?" The last word was long and lingering, with a hint of ambiguity in the aftertaste.