No, gentlemen are also careful Chapter 715 Purple mist shows its magical power, and the embroiderer enters the sixth level! [The second update of 4k3, please vote for the monthly ticket!]
Chapter 715 Purple mist shows its magical power, and the embroiderer enters the sixth level! [The second update of 4k3, please vote for the monthly ticket!]
The two of them flew very high.
The swing swung long and broke off the ground.
Fortunately, Ouyang Rong repaired the swing today, otherwise he might have been thrown off the wall...
Zhao Qingxiu's pounce seemed to have exhausted all her strength.
He didn't even care whether he could fall or not.
Ouyang Rong's first reaction was surprise. In the flash of lightning, he grasped the ropes on both sides with both hands and could not hold her. Zhao Qingxiu threw herself into his arms, so the two of them were facing each other, and she could only hold him by herself.
waist.
Ouyang Rong shouted:
"Be careful, hold on tight!"
Zhao Qingxiu's little face was buried in his arms. Needless to say, he held her very tightly.
Ouyang Rong didn't know how Xiu Niang felt. Anyway, he was worried that the two of them would fly away.
He held his breath and concentrated on the swing swinging in the air for a moment. When the momentum of the swing slowed down a little, he relaxed a little.
Good guy, with this sudden wave of twists and turns, the little 1,300 merit points under his body that were about to overflow were forcefully suppressed.
Ouyang Rong waited until the swing slowed down, then touched the embroiderer's head with her hair tied up, and whispered:
"What's the matter? Xiu Niang is drunk?"
Zhao Qingxiu shook her head in a daze, arched her slim and delicate body close to Ouyang Rong's chest, and adjusted her sitting posture.
She sat face to face in Ouyang Rong's arms, resting her chin on his right shoulder.
Ouyang Rong also hugged her. Xiu Niang was too thin and had a small frame, so he could easily hold her in his arms and touch her right shoulder with his right hand.
Xiu Niang's shoulders are very small, and they are standard slip shoulders, also known as beauty shoulders. They are the kind of small shoulders that are easy to slip off the straps of clothes, and are "cunning old shoulders".
He rubbed it lovingly with his palms.
After a while, Ouyang Rong felt the small words written by the embroiderer on his back.
[I won’t come back. I’ll go to Huaiye Lane. Wherever Tanlang goes, I’ll go. You said that home is when two people are together]
Ouyang Rong pursed his lips.
After a while, he suddenly asked: "Is Xiu Niang a little afraid of my aunt? You have to tell the truth."
Zhao Qingxiu paused for a moment, her head buried on his shoulder for a moment, and she nodded slightly and unnoticeably.
Ouyang Rong, who was concentrating, felt it and immediately said:
"I have already told my aunt, she said she would like to meet you and give you a gift on your birthday..."
He told it in detail.
Zhao Qingxiu's little face left the embrace with surprise, she raised her head slightly and looked at him with joy.
Ouyang Rong smiled brightly, shook his head and said:
"Embroiderer, there is no need to be afraid. Embroiderer doesn't know how many people like you. Junior Sister is heartbroken for you, and so is Wei Lai. They all said they would give you a gift."
Zhao Qingxiu still feels that these developments are fantastic, just like dreaming.
Originally, she was prepared to be beaten and scolded by Tanlang's female family members on her birthday, including Mrs. Zhen. Over the years, she sometimes still dreams about the slap on that day, and occasionally wakes up in the middle of the night.
Holding your knees with your hands, covering your face lightly...
However, after listening to Ouyang Rong's description of the situation, Zhao Qingxiu immediately became a little frightened and had nowhere to put his hands.
Ouyang Rong noticed it and asked, "What's wrong with Xiu Niang?"
Zhao Qingxiu was writing nervously, and her speed was so fast that she scribbled:
[They give me gifts, and I want to give them back. It will arrive the day after tomorrow, so I have to hurry up and prepare]
Ouyang Rong laughed: "You can do whatever you want. It's just a formality. They will definitely not be embarrassed, even if they don't prepare gifts..."
Zhao Qingxiu shook her head vigorously.
【No, how can you be rude】
Ouyang Rong hesitated and spread his hands:
"That's okay, just don't be too pushy. Courtesy is not important, but your intention is the most important."
"Um."
Zhao Qingxiu opened her arms again, hugged Ouyang Rong softly, and swung her legs happily.
Together with the two of them, they gradually began to swing on the swing, and the amplitude became larger and larger.
The posture of the two facing each other and embracing each other made Ouyang Rong's body gradually feel a little strange.
He took a deep breath and stared intently for a while.
Ouyang Rong was going to take a look at the embroiderer.
When he met her, he found his face being held up.
It was Zhao Qingxiu who hugged his head and offered it to him stupidly and without any care.
It turned out that she couldn't bear it either.
But it is rare to see an embroiderer be so proactive and enthusiastic.
Ouyang Rong's lips and teeth were filled with fluid, and his eyes were slightly opened.
The extra 1,300 merits finally have somewhere to put them.
…
Ouyang Rong picked up the clothes scattered on the ground, turned around at the same time, and quietly closed the door.
He picked it up all the way to the swing.
He coughed and finished dressing.
When we left, it was already dawn outside and one night had passed.
Ouyang Rong's eyes were a little dazed. Before going out, he looked inside the merit tower:
[Merits: Six Thousand and Twelve]
Nearly 1,300 merits have been spent.
What precise control.
Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiu Niang was still sleeping. He actually called her just now, but the delicate girl turned over and continued to sleep.
It's rare to sleep so deeply.
Ouyang Rong stopped calling her.
He went out feeling refreshed.
Ask Pei Shisanniang to take care of the yard.
Ouyang Rong turned around and ordered Ali to drive the carriage to Jiangzhou Hall.
As soon as he arrived at the lobby of Jiangzhou, he saw a familiar figure at his desk.
It was Yuan Huaimin.
Ouyang Rong was curious: "Why did you come here so early? It doesn't look like you."
Yuan Huaimin suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his sleeves:
"Lianghan, will you go to the celebration ceremony on the 15th?"
"Well, that's right, what's wrong?"
"It's okay..." Yuan Huaimin lowered his head and said, "I'll go too."
"Being beaten...persuaded by Commander Yi?"
Ouyang Rong asked with a smile.
Yuan Huaimin looked at him and nodded.
Before leaving, he asked again:
"Brother Lianghan, let's be together that day, I'll wait for you."
"It depends."
"good."
Yuan Huaimin said goodbye.
Ouyang Rong shook his head.
At this time, Yan Liulang came over and reported with clasped fists:
"Mingfu! Someone is coming from Hukou County."
Ouyang Rong stamped his feet and looked sideways slightly...
After burning the incense, Ouyang Rong met the clever boy sent by Wang Caozhi in a side hall, drank tea and listened.
He asked with a slight frown:
"You mean, so far, Cao Zhi and fellow Daoist Lu haven't found any trace of the thin-faced man? At the same time, the surveillance people haven't seen any unusual movements on Duan Quanwu's side, and they are all guarding the water side to suppress the bandits?"
"Yes, sir."
The messenger respectfully reports:
"Shopkeeper Wang asked me to ask you if I want everyone to come back first. I've been searching all over Hukou County for several days, but to no avail.
"The thin man did not enter the city and did not have any customs clearance records. He got off the boat one stop early that day. He got off the boat at the outskirts of Hukou County and probably did not enter the city later.
"He was not seen in the camp where General Duan and three hundred soldiers were stationed, because the logistics supply in the camp was in accordance with the Hukou County government's practice. In accordance with your instructions, County Magistrate Meng assisted Shopkeeper Wang and sent people to investigate, and indeed he was not seen.
This thin man's figure has gone somewhere unknown...
"Shopkeeper Wang means that we should keep some manpower behind and continue searching in Hukou County, but most of the manpower should be returned first so that we don't have to waste it there."
Ouyang Rong looked thoughtful, walked around in the lobby for a moment, turned around and made a decision:
"Let him wait for another two days and then search patiently. Before the celebration ceremony on the 15th, no matter whether there are any clues or not, all of them will return to Xunyang."
"As ordered, my lord."
"Okay, please step back first."
The messenger bowed and retreated.
Looking at the empty side hall, Ouyang Rong's eyebrows gradually narrowed...
Zhao Qingxiu slept deeply this time and had no dreams.
Due to the hardships she endured at a young age, she has a constitution that lacks Qi and blood and has light sleep and many dreams. She sleeps very lightly.
Zhao Qingxiu woke up hazy.
She felt like she was about to wake up and regain some consciousness.
Chiguo's delicate body even turned over under the wrinkled bed quilt.
But as soon as she closed her eyes, as she was accustomed to coveting the bed before waking up, Zhao Qingxiu fell into a dream.
She looked around.
It's that dream again.
There was an abyss in the dream, and there was a dragon in the abyss, and the dragon was eating people.
There is a Yue girl who kills a dragon.
There were also Yue girls who died in battle and fell into the abyss.
In the abyss, dragons arise and die.
Zhao Qingxiu was at the back of the crowd.
She...has eyes.
She can see.
Zhao Qingxiu saw figures of tall women, either familiar or unfamiliar, standing in front of her, like walls, surrounding her.
Zhao Qingxiu felt that she was in an observer's perspective that was detached from the present, and was incompatible with their busy lives.
These women seemed to be talking to each other and calling some names, which should belong to some of them.
Among these names, some were unfamiliar to Zhao Qingxiu, and some were familiar to her.
There is "Candle in the Snow" and there is also "Fish Nian Yuan".
It seems that they are all titles of female emperors hanging on the tablets in the ancestral hall of the female emperor's hall.
Zhao Qingxiu looked down.
The abyss is full of evil dragons, dead and alive again, and alive and dead again.
There will be endless lives and endless killings.
However, Yue women continued to die in battle, and the number was gradually reduced.
Some dragons were not killed by the swords of these tall women, but seemed to be aging and dying. In just a few breaths, they experienced birth, old age, illness and death. Their vitality seemed to be extracted from their bodies, and their blood color was lost and turned into color.
A pale but ferocious dragon corpse.
And the streaks of blood-red light that were pulled away, like red dragons, rushed towards the top of everyone's heads at the speed of lightning.
Zhao Qingxiu looked up.
A small bronze sword hangs upside down.
Suspended above the heads of all living creatures in the abyss.
It is full of blood, and the blood is so thick that it will not drip.
All the dragon-like blood-colored light clusters rushed toward the small bronze sword, like a spider entrenched in the center of a spider web.
In the abyss below, there are thousands of evil dragons that are so terrifying that Zhao Qingxiu cannot describe them, and they all seem to be their food.
But the abyss beneath our feet is unfathomable, so how can we finish eating it?
The evil dragon emerged faster and faster, becoming more ferocious and terrifying.
Just then.
"More virgins!"
Zhao Qingxiu heard someone's scream suddenly coming from behind her.
She saw all the tall women in front of them turning back and looking at her.
They have no faces, their faces are pitch black, and only pairs of sharp, gentle, or compassionate eyes can be seen.
However, at this moment, all these eyes fell behind Zhao Qingxiu.
She looked back blankly.
A giant blood-red evil dragon with an indescribably terrifying face that Zhao Qingxiu could not describe, was entrenched behind her like a dragon, opening its bloody mouth and about to eat it.
Zhao Qingxiu had difficulty controlling her legs and took a step back.
"Don't be afraid."
Suddenly, a familiar and gentle male voice spoke in her ear.
"I'm here," he said.
Zhao Qingxiu trembled all over and turned her head to look.
It's Tanlang.
But at this moment, Tanlang was covered in a strange purple mist and couldn't see his face clearly. He stood side by side with his hands behind his back.
Yes, she hadn't seen his appearance for a long time, not even in this weird dream.
However, when Zhao Qingxiu heard his voice, she could intuitively feel that he was laughing.
His words are very familiar:
"Instead of being afraid of it, embroiderer, it's better to accept it generously... Next time you dream about it, be bold and take a good look at it, but keep in mind that it is just a dream and it can't really eat you... Oh, I can't say you picked it up
Pick up a rock and throw it in to see which unlucky dragon's little head is hit..."
Zhao Qingxiu paused.
It feels like the whole world has stopped.
Tanlang's purple mist shadow suddenly condensed into a purple stone and landed in her palm.
Zhao Qingxiu was silent for a moment, then she straightened up. Under the looks of many tall women around her, she threw the stones with all her strength without any hesitation.
The purple mist stone hit the evil dragon.
Like a drop of water falling on a flat lake, concentric waves spread in all directions.
Like a glass bottle punctured by a fine needle.
The evil dragon shattered and fell apart.
The blood-colored light mass condensed by the corpse split into two parts, like two swimming dragons, one ascending to the sky and the other descending to the ground, with opposite trajectories.
The "bloody dragon" in the sky rushes straight towards the small bronze sword.
The "bloody dragon" that entered the ground dived back into the abyss below.
It's like being divided equally between the two.
The scene seems to be settling down.
However, the next moment, a scene appeared that made everyone in the audience look at him.
"Dang~"
The purple stone that pierced the evil dragon suddenly made a loud sound.
Two blood-colored light groups like swimming dragons suddenly stopped in place.
Above his head, the small bronze sword covered in blood trembled in protest.
At our feet, there is an abyss with evil dragons emerging from time to time, and it is also a turbulent place.
The purple stone turned a blind eye.
"Dang~"
As the second bell rang.
The two dragon-like blood-colored light groups changed directions almost at the same time, returned to the original place, and merged into a larger blood-colored light group.
Within the light mass, a small and delicate shadow of a sleepy dragon could be faintly seen spinning in circles.
"Dang~"
The third bell rings.
Every time the bell rings, the purple stone becomes darker.
With the third bell ringing, the purple stones completely dissipated.
The huge bloody light group containing the shadow of the trapped dragon shot straight towards the slender Zhao Qingxiu below.
As the distance got closer, the huge blood-colored light group became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a new red stone, fell into Zhao Qingxiu's palm, and blended into her palm.
Zhao Qingxiu stared straight at the position of the purple mist stone that Tan Lang had transformed into.
She lowered her head in shock.
The shadow of a sleepy dragon circled back and forth in the palm of her hand, but it could not escape from her fingers, and it was completely docile.
Tan...lang?
I woke up from the dream.
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(PS: It's a bit late, both updates are compensated with 4k! I'm not lazy, Xiaorong has not slept more than seven hours in the past two days, and his hand speed is weak.
By the way, Gentleman's Glory has four stars. It's the first four-star work in my writing career. I'm a little excited. Thank you brothers for your strong support. Brothers, I love you! Bow and show your breasts!! or2
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