The woman kneeling on the ground is naturally Sakura Miyamoto.
As a Japanese woman, her nature is still full of the submissive and humble side of women towards men.
Although she is the eldest daughter of the Miyamoto family in front of ordinary men, she is proud and even arrogant.
But once you encounter a dragon as powerful as a god.
The humility in her bones of surrendering at the feet of a powerful man burst out.
"Get up." Long said casually.
Miyamoto Sakura stood up carefully, walked behind Long, took off his coat behind her, and said gently: "Sir, thank you for your hard work. I have prepared hot water for you. You can take a bath and relax."
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Long responded lightly.
To be honest, it was actually a bit cumbersome to take Miyamoto Sakura away from Japan.
However, when I took him out, I discovered that this woman is more attentive than I thought. She can arrange all the chores for you, including food, clothing, housing and transportation. Even he, who is not greedy for pleasure, sometimes can't help but feel this kind of being...
It feels great to serve people in every possible way.
He is not addicted to pleasure, but for him, everything is as he pleases. He can endure the life of an ascetic, enjoy it, and do not object to being served by others.
Soaking in the hot water, he squinted his eyes and drifted away.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in his ears. He opened his eyes slightly and saw that the girl had taken off her clothes, holding a white towel in her hand, and got into the water.
He frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"
Seemingly hearing a trace of questioning in Long's tone, the girl looked a little frightened and even knelt in the water: "Sir, I, I will help you wipe yourself."
"No need, I'm not dirty."
Long said calmly that his body was flawless now, there would be no dirt anywhere, and taking a bath was purely for relaxation.
"yes."
A trace of sadness flashed in the girl's eyes. She stood up, bit her lip, and said unwillingly: "Sir, I have also learned the ancient dragon catching technique, which is a massage technique inherited from the ancient Japanese court. You
Do you want to try it?"
Dragon catching technique?
A strange trace appeared on the dragon's face. He pondered for a long time. Just when the girl was a little disappointed and wanted to leave, he said: "Come on."
A hint of joy appeared on Sakura Miyamoto's face and she responded: "Yes."
She came to the dragon's side, stretched out her white and slender fingers, and began to scratch and squeeze the dragon's body. Her technique was very unique, often trembling hard, tapping, and then pulling the muscles and bones.
Whenever this happens, the dragon's body stretches out, and a faint roar of the dragon comes from within.
He narrowed his eyes.
Show an extremely comfortable expression.
It is indeed an ancient method of catching a dragon.
Miyamoto Sakura's technique made him feel as if he had turned into a crouching dragon, crawling on the ground, and the muscles and bones of his entire body were completely relaxed.
See the expression of enjoyment on Long's body.
Sakura Miyamoto worked even harder.
After a long time, the dragon actually fell into a deep sleep, squinting his eyes, breathing as long as a dragon's roar, and spitting out two streaks of white aura from his nose.
Sakura Miyamoto was also so tired that she was sweating profusely.
Long's body is too strong. Even with her strength close to that of a swordsman, she still needs all her strength to press the opponent's muscles.
Seeing Long's sleeping profile, like a knife and axe, and his almost god-like perfect body, Sakura Miyamoto's face turned slightly hot. She dared to peek at his body openly while her master was asleep.
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What a fascinating body.
Her eyes were blurred, her fingers gently slid across the other person's jade-like warm skin, she lowered her head and lay on his chest. After a while, she also fell asleep...
Wait for Miyamoto Sakura to wake up.
She found herself lying on the bed, covering her body with clothes.
She even stood up in fear, because she thought about whether she would be angry if she fell asleep on her master's body.
But when she got up, she found that the dragon had left.
She quickly got dressed and saw a note left on the table. It turned out that Long had gone out. Miyamoto Sakura knew that her master was looking for memories and often left her behind. She would not return for several days after going out, so she was used to it.
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But today, in addition to leaving a note, there is also a jade slip.
Miyamoto Sakura opened it and found that what was engraved on the jade slip was actually a swordsmanship.
"Could it be that the master left it?"
Miyamoto Sakura took the jade slip and put it on her forehead according to the usage written on the jade slip. A ray of light came out, and the sword skills on the jade slip turned into some soul images, which appeared directly in her mind.
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Sure enough, it was left by the dragon.
Since he left Japan with Long and came to China, Master Long has never mentioned a word about her cultivation, and she didn't dare to bring it up. But today, Long actually took the initiative to leave her sword skills.
Sakura Miyamoto was so pleasantly surprised that she began to comprehend it seriously...
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The dragon flew through the air and passed over one mountain after another. In these days, he had searched the entire Kunlun Mountains, covering the void with his powerful divine power that was comparable to that of the Golden Elixir True Immortal.
As long as his weapon aura appears, he can sense it.
However, he searched for several days and still could not sense the aura. Based on this situation, I am afraid that his weapon is no longer in the Kunlun Mountains.
This gave Long a headache.
Although his spiritual thoughts are powerful, China is so big that it covers nearly tens of millions of ordinary kilometers. If he leaves the Kunlun Mountains, it will be difficult to find him. It is impossible to search all over China with his spiritual thoughts. How long will it take?
He suddenly stopped and looked down.
Suddenly the sound of slashing came from the forest. A man was running in front with an object, and four people were chasing him behind him and slashing wildly.
"You little bastard, you dare to rob our things, go to hell." A man in black threw a knife fiercely.
Pfft.
The long knife stabbed into the thigh of the man in front.
The man screamed and fell to the ground. The four people immediately surrounded him, laughing ferociously.
"This, this thing is obviously mine, why are you so unreasonable?" The man in front said in pain, covering his bleeding thigh.
"Idiot, you don't know that the biggest truth in the world is fists, kill him!" The man in black who just threw the knife sneered.
The other three were chopped off with swords.
The man's face was full of despair, and he watched helplessly as the knife struck down, Puff! Puff! Puff!
There were three sounds of a knife entering flesh.
The man felt no pain. Hearing the screams, he opened his eyes and saw that the three knives were actually cutting on themselves.
"What, what's going on?"
Just when he was confused, a voice sounded faintly: "You are right, the greatest truth in the world is the fist, so now my truth is greater than yours."
The man in black turned around in horror and saw a long-haired man with a beard standing behind them, but he was definitely not old.
"You, who are you?"
"A reasonable person." The long-haired man walked slowly to the person with an injured leg. He was a young Taoist priest, but his clothes were very shabby and he only had a yellow-level cultivation level.
He held a jade object tightly in his hand.
(The previous chapter is still being revised for some reasons, so those who haven’t seen it may think it has been skipped. It will be released after review. If you haven’t seen it, please wait patiently.)
