() "Long'er, be careful." Zheng Xie vomited, grabbing one end of the white silk ribbon and shaking it in the same way. He had not learned any whipping techniques, let alone the special silk belt for his daughter's family.
With a brute force and strong internal force, she played the Bai Lingsuo until the wind blew, which was completely different from the little dragon girl Wu Ling. She lost her elegance but became fierce and domineering, but she was also infinitely powerful and arrogant.
Xiao Longnu didn't dare to take a hard hit, so she used her agile body movements. The white shadow appeared in front of Zheng She in a flash. Fighting at close range, she stretched out her hands and waved out her palm shadows that filled the sky, covering him like a dragnet.
When it comes to his skills, Zheng Xie is not timid at all, especially the acupuncture method with one Yang finger, which is even more ingenious.
"I want to tap your Jianjing point." Zheng Xie said. As he spoke, he raised his index finger, moved forward a little slowly, inserted it into the shadow of Xiao Longnu's palm, and touched her shoulder.
The palm shadows all over the sky suddenly disappeared, and the net of heaven and earth could no longer be exerted.
Xiao Longnu's figure swayed, her delicate body went numb, her movements stiffened for a moment, and she asked with raised eyebrows: "What kind of martial arts are you doing?"
Zheng Xie said: "Yiyangzhi. Did Lin Chaoying, the founder of your sect, ever say that?"
Xiao Longnu said: "My grandmother-in-law mentioned something in her hand. She said that the Yiyang Finger was the profound martial arts of a royal family in the south called Dali Kingdom. There was an emperor named Duan who was very good at it, and my mother-in-law didn't dare to take a look at it.
"
Zheng Xie stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, saying, "This is Yiyangzhi, what do you think?"
Xiao Longnu pondered for a while, shook her head and said, "If you use that finger a hundred times, I still can't find a way to break it."
Zheng Xie bent down and picked her up and said, "Okay, don't talk about these boring things. As the saying goes, a long break is better than a wedding. Let's fight in bed for another three hundred rounds."
Xiao Longnu didn't resist, she closed her eyes and let him do what he did.
After a while, her light and graceful moans could be heard in a stone room.
After a long separation, Zheng Xie worked extra hard to do this. She was like a puddle of mud, lying on the stone bed, not even wanting to move a finger.
"Are you comfortable?" Zheng Xie asked, gently twirling the small pink pearl on her chest with two fingers.
Xiao Longnu's whole body went limp from being played with by her, and she pressed her body against him, nodding lightly.
Zheng Xie smiled and said: "That's it, why are you still unhappy?"
Xiao Longnu said: "This is inconsistent with my sect's mentality."
Zheng Xie said: "Forget about your mind-breaking methods. When Lin Chaoying created the ancient tomb sect's martial arts mind methods, he was having trouble with Wang Chongyang. His mentality was not right, and his mind methods were biased. You have already gone down the wrong path. You
Don’t follow her crooked path either.”
Xiao Longnu was silent.
Zheng She didn't take it seriously. If you tell a lie a thousand times, it will come true. As long as he tells her this idea from time to time, one day she will believe it. And... the power of pillow wind is infinite.
At this moment, Xiao Longnu was particularly soft.
When the two of them left the stone room, Granny Sun had already prepared dinner. When she met them, she said, "Sir, miss, although you are young, you cannot be extravagant. You should exercise restraint."
Zheng Xie's old face was a little hot, but Xiao Longnu didn't care at all. She said softly, "Yeah", and she didn't know whether she heard it or not.
At this moment, Zheng Xie admired her thickness of face.
Grandma Sun's cooking is good. When Zheng Xie came back, she specially added two dishes.
After nightfall, Xiao Longnu lay down beside Zheng Xie consciously and fell asleep in Zheng Xie's arms - he had already removed the rope.
The next day, Zheng Xie lay comfortably on the clothesline outside the ancient tomb, enjoying the warmth of the rising sun, calm and peaceful.
Grandma Sun came out of the ancient tomb with a bamboo basket in her hand.
"Where are you going, Grandma Sun?" Zheng She heard the sound of footsteps and opened her eyes.
Grandma Sun said: "The old woman went down the mountain to buy some."
Zheng Xie jumped down from the clothesline and said, "I'll go with you. Staying here is boring."
Grandma Sun smiled and nodded.
The two of them went up and down a thorny path in the back mountain.
Zheng Xie said: "Grandma Sun, what do you want to buy?"
Grandma Sun said: "Buy some salt, oil, seasoning, and some needles and thread to make clothes for the girl."
Zheng Xie said: "Long'er is not very sensible yet. Thanks to Granny Sun for taking care of him on weekdays."
Grandma Sun said: "Master, don't say that. The old lady doesn't have many years left to live. From now on, the girl will have to take care of the master." After a pause, she added: "The master is a kind person, he is also very capable, and he is good to the girl.
When you are young and admire Ai, you shouldn't use force on girls."
Zheng Xie sneered and said, "You don't know Long Er's temper. If I don't force it, how can she listen to me?"
Granny Sun said: "The girl is still young now. When she grows up, she will be sensible."
Zheng She said: "Actually, it's quite good for her to be like this."
Then, another message was sent to her, saying: "Grandma Sun, someone is following us."
Grandma Sun was also a veteran of the world, and asked quietly: "Who is he?"
Zheng Xie said: "She is a woman of fifteen or sixteen years old. She has been following us since we came down from the mountain."
Granny Sun shook her head and said: "A girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, I don't remember such a person."
Zheng She said: "I will never be wrong. Grandma Sun will leave first. I will catch her and question her."
While they were talking, the two of them passed a corner on the path down the mountain.
A little Taoist nun, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was half a mile behind them, and they chased after them. When they turned the corner, they saw a desolate mountain with no trace of a human being.
"Where have people gone?" The little Taoist nun looked around and muttered.
At this time, a somewhat joking words sounded in her ears, and the hot air sprayed onto her ears.
The little Taoist nun broke out in a cold sweat. She bent her elbow, but before she could turn around, three rays of silver light shot out behind her.
"Little girl, you have such cool tricks." The man continued talking.
The little Taoist nun suddenly turned around, but there was no one behind her. She felt her heart tremble and thought to herself: "No wonder I met a ghost."
"You're looking for me." The voice sounded behind her again.
The little Taoist nun felt a chill running down her spine. She turned around suddenly, but still found no one. She shouted in a trembling voice, "Who is pretending to be a ghost?"
"Taoist nuns are also afraid of ghosts and gods?" Zheng Xie stood behind her and said with a smile.
As soon as he spoke, several points of silver light suddenly shot out.
This man's technique of releasing the concealed weapon was very exquisite. Without moving his shoulders, raising his hands, or looking back, the concealed weapon was released.
Zheng Xie opened his hand and collected the silver lights. They turned out to be five silver needles.
"Huh."
Zheng Xie's heart moved. He saw that the fingers holding the silver needle were slightly blue, but there was no strange feeling at all. The needle was obviously coated with a very clever poison.
"Ta-ta!"
Zheng Xie pointed a little and controlled her acupuncture points through the air.
The Taoist nun could not look back, she was horrified in her heart, and shouted loudly: "Untie me quickly, you have been poisoned by my unique poison. If there is no antidote, you will be poisoned and die in less than an hour or three."
These poisons had no effect on Zheng Xie. He secretly used his kung fu, and a few drops of black blood were forced out from his fingertips.
