With a slight scolding, Zhou Meng's body was as light as a swallow, like a strong wind blowing. He just dodged and blocked Qin Shiming's path in front of the ring.
"Why are you avoiding me?"
Zhou Mengliu frowned, and there was a lump of air in his chest, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
"Is something wrong?"
Qin Shiming felt equally uncomfortable. Even if Yi Meng saved him just now, he was not grateful, but complained a little.
In a word, he doesn't want to be a duck and hide behind women all the time.
It's like sleeping with your wife every day, and you can only lie underneath. Although it doesn't take much energy and is enjoyable, it doesn't feel like you are condescending or in control of the whole place.
Yes, you have to control your own pace.
If you blindly let women take the initiative and protect you, what have you become?
"It's okay, get out of the way, I'm still busy..."
Seeing that the woman was silent, Qin Shiming walked around the woman and was about to leave, but was blocked by Zhou Yimeng again.
"I need your help."
Zhou Meng bit her red lips, a blush of shyness flashed across her fair face.
"Only you can cure me."
Zhou Meng explained.
Cure?
Qin Shiming was happy to help, but treating Zhou Yimeng really gave him a headache.
He is a miracle doctor who can cure all diseases.
But he himself is not a medicine and cannot be taken. It is obvious that Zhou Meng has used himself as an introduction to the medicine and "takes" it every three to five times.
"Actually, other men can also cure your disease, why don't you find someone else..."
"Choke!"
The long sword in Zhou Meng's hand was unsheathed, and his face was as frosty as ice.
"Who do you think I am?"
The edge of the sword was cold and pressed tightly against the skin of Qin Shiming's neck. The trembling eyebrows and the dilated pupils all revealed the woman's anger and even murderous intent.
Another man?
Is she a casual woman?
"Do you think I'm a whore?"
Zhou Meng's silver teeth clenched loudly, and with a slight exertion, a trace of scarlet blood seeped out from Qin Shiming's neck.
"Don't, don't."
Qin Shiming quickly gave up. In the woman's cold eyes, in addition to hatred and murderous intent, there was also grievance. It made her so anxious that she would really dare to kill someone.
"You, you are a good person, you are a good woman."
"snort!"
Zhou Yimeng then moved away the sword and said, "Next time, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will kill you."
"..."
Qin Shiming just moved his lips, not daring to resist or refute at all, but he just felt funny in his heart.
I'm warming your bed, but you actually want to kill me?
This woman's heart is so cruel.
Can't afford to offend.
"Follow me."
Zhou Meng glared at Qin Shiming coldly, turned around and led the way.
The residences of the four guardians are different from those of ordinary Dragon Clan members, and unlike the three deputy sect masters, they have their own independent courtyards.
The four guardians are responsible for guarding the Dragon Gate in the four directions of east, west, north and south, while Suzaku guards the south. The residence is simple, with a room of about thirty or forty square meters on the city wall.
Unlike other women, Zhou Meng's room is all decorated in white, just like a hospital. Even the sheets and bedding are white. This shows that Zhou Meng is a very single and simple person.
At the same time, I am still very lonely.
"What are you doing standing there? Take off your clothes and go to bed."
Seeing Qin Shiming looking around, Zhou Yimeng couldn't help but urge.
"..."
Qin Shiming felt awkward. Shouldn't this be said by a regular prostitute?
Damn it, I finally had a soft meal.
Before Qin Shiming could make a move, Zhou Meng took off his gown first, revealing his graceful and plump figure.
"that……"
Qin Shiming rubbed his hands nervously, "How about we chat first and cultivate some interest..."
"Are you not interested?"
Zhou Meng raised his eyebrows, unsheathed his sword again, and pressed it directly against the man's neck.
"Don't……"
What kind of woman is this?
It's so unreasonable.
"Are you having fun now?"
"There is, there is, there is, there is."
Qin Shiming nodded repeatedly, feeling panicked.
"Take off your clothes."
"Okay, okay, I'll take it off, I'll take it off."
How could Qin Shiming dare to have any objections? He was as aggrieved as his little wife, so he obediently took off his clothes, got on the bed, and spread his legs.
He lay flat.
He accepted his fate.
He was destined to eat this bowl of soft rice and there was no way he could escape it.
"Crack!"
Zhou Meng took off her pink bellyband, swung it back, and the lights went out.
Qin Shiming only felt a ball of ice burrowing into his arms. He hugged him. It was cold. He was afraid that women would say he had no interest or emotion...
When I woke up, it was already bright.
Qin Shiming opened his eyes and looked around. The woman was no longer there, and the house had obviously been cleaned.
"What the hell, after visiting the brothel, you can still leave some old heads for me. It's so cool for you, and you don't have to pay me..."
The woman was not there, Qin Shiming wanted to vent a few words, but suddenly, the door opened.
"What did you say?"
Zhou Meng's face suddenly turned cold and he threw his lunch box on the table with a clang.
"No, it's nothing, I was talking to myself."
Qin Shiming broke into a cold sweat, fearing that the woman would draw her sword again.
"After eating, get out of here!"
Zhou Meng left behind a sentence and turned around to leave.
"call!"
Strong, Qin Shiming let out a sigh of relief.
"Women are always so ruthless. What about that passionate energy last night."
Qin Shiming said to himself, get dressed, eat, and then grab his things and get out, just like a migrant worker doing temporary work. After finishing this construction site, it's time to move the land and come back next time when there is work.
After bypassing the nine-story demon tower, Qin Shiming returned to the saint's small courtyard. Looking at Qin Shiming carrying the bag, the saint just smiled and said nothing more.
After tidying up the room, Qin Shiming came out.
"Compared to yesterday, your realm seems to have improved, but your actual combat power has not improved much. Do you know why?"
The saint made a pot of chrysanthemum tea. The tea had a light aroma and was very delicious.
"have no idea."
Qin Shiming shook his head repeatedly, "Auntie, can you teach me some more powerful skills? For example, Meteor Sword Technique, you should know it, right?"
Qin Shiming guessed that even Qinglong could do it, and the saint girl would definitely do it too.
"What's the use of learning that kind of rubbish swordsmanship? Is it cutting vegetables?"
The saint curled her lips in disdain, obviously looking down on the meteor sword technique.
"..."
Qin Shiming doesn't understand. The exercises on the fourth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion require dozens of sky-eye stones at a time. In the eyes of the saint, the only way to learn it is to chop vegetables?
Is the threshold for cutting Duner so high now?
"In the face of absolute power, any technique is just fancy. For example, if you and I fight, I stand and let you fight, but you can't hurt me. Do you believe it?"
The saint smiled and picked up the tea cup.
But at this moment, the tea in the tea cup gradually solidified, and in less than a minute, it solidified into ice.
"Hiss, this..."
Qin Shiming was shocked again, "Auntie, what kind of skill are you doing?"
"This is not a skill, it is just the use of strength. Just as the old bald donkey could control fire yesterday, so can I!"
As she spoke, the saint's hand holding the teacup suddenly ignited a ball of fire.
The ice in the tea cup gradually melted, gradually warmed up, and finally steamed up, and finally, it was drank in one gulp.
Qin Shiming looked at it blankly, what kind of magic is this?
"Don't be surprised, in fact, you can do it too."
The saint asked Qin Shiming to pick up the tea cup, "Concentrate and calm down, transfer the energy into the cup through your fingers and palms, and follow with your thoughts. Imagine that you are fire, and what you produce is fire. Imagine that you are ice, and what you produce is fire."
Air conditioning.”
"Come on, give it a try."
"Okay!"
Qin Shiming suddenly became energetic, but unfortunately, with a slight exertion, the tea cup broke with a "pop" sound.