Tang Wanzhuang and Huangfuqing are the same age, they are twenty-nine this year.
I haven't tasted kissing in twenty-nine years.
Due to her more restrained character, this kiss made her even more confused than Huangfu Qing had been before. Huangfu Qing could still think about some random things. At this moment, Tang Wanzhuang was completely blank, except for the repeated echoes of these words: "
Didn't he say that we don't talk about men and women?" "Didn't he say that I am Aunt Puxin? What are you doing?" There was no other thought.
In fact, if she could analyze this thought alone, she would be wondering why she was not resisting and not disgusted, but actually thinking about him calling my aunt and kissing me...
I never thought that the two of them had never been in love, so why did you kiss me?
While I was lost in the lake, another idea came to my mind.
Anyway, there are only three months left.
Suddenly, I feel like my soul is drifting, and I have arrived at a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. The air is fresh, the flowers are pleasant, the grass is everywhere, and the spring is full of life. There is a clear stream flowing from the top of the mountain, the sound of water is faintly heard, and the geese return in the sky.
, the sound is heard for nine days, looking up, the blue sky is thousands of miles away.
There was a heroic young man in crisp warrior clothes, neat and tidy, with handsome features, looking at her with a smile from the west.
She looked back and saw that there seemed to be a scar on the young man's face?
It does not destroy the beauty, but adds a touch of wild beauty to the gentleness and beauty of the landscape.
I don’t know if it is a picture scroll created by someone from God.
When the young man saw her looking at her, he smiled slightly and sat cross-legged.
A guqin suddenly appeared in front of him. The young man reached out and flicked it, and the sound of the guqin resounded.
Bao Qin held an armful of books and stood timidly beside her, looking around.
She sat down happily, took the scroll and leaned against the stone to read.
The breeze blows on my face and the sound of music hits my ears, which makes me feel so comfortable.
Is this the life in his dream where he retired to the world after settling his affairs as king?
There are mountains and rivers, books and music, and a handsome and handsome man looking at him with a smile... Uh... No, what are you playing here? Don't you want to govern your country?
Tang Wanzhuang suddenly woke up. There were no mountains and rivers in the sky, no books and music, but the young man was there, kissing her right in front of her eyes.
Tang Wanzhuang regained her clarity and was about to reach out to push the bastard away when she suddenly noticed a change in her body.
His true energy flowed through his lips and tongue, circulating endlessly with the heaven and earth, with yin and yang going back and forth, like a bridge.
In this intersection of yin and yang, the sense of rejuvenation that was transmitted in my hand was ten times stronger than the one transmitted in my hand just now. The spring flowers blooming that I saw in my dream probably came from here...
But at the same time, that's not all that's coming.
Just as Xia Chichi could transfer the meaning of the green dragon to Zhao Changhe through this crossing, Zhao Changhe could also use this crossing to fully present the understanding of landscape, natural beauty, and the sound of heaven and earth that he gained from the second page of the Book of Heaven in the Tang Dynasty.
The knowledge of evening makeup.
He closed his eyes and concentrated on these things without any thoughts at all. His lips and tongue did not move and suck at all, and his hands did not move at all. He was just concentrating on transferring his breath and mind to and from him.
That was a very laborious matter, and I couldn't distract myself from it at all.
"Then please cooperate with me." Yes, that's what he said.
It seems to have some effect... The method of dual cultivation combined with his strange conveying of the meaning of natural landscapes is a good complement to what was missing when she made a forced breakthrough. In addition, he also has Qinglong who seems to be from the Four Symbols Sect.
The method of rejuvenation, the combination of the three, seems... to be the only solution to treat her situation?
Tang Wanzhuang was extremely shocked, what was going on?
Even the whole country couldn't do anything, even the best in the world couldn't do anything, but he somehow found a way?
Is this someone sent from God to come down to earth to save me?
Although he is still a little weak, and his strength is not enough... But it is still possible to slightly improve the situation, slightly repair the meridians, and let the energy overflow and erosion converge a little...
I don’t say whether it can be cured, but there should be a chance to prolong life...
Tang Wanzhuang opened her eyes in confusion, her hand had already pushed on his shoulder, but in the end she didn't push it out at all.
There was a warm and moist feeling on his hand, which was... the blood on his shoulder.
His shoulder, which was pierced by the light of Yuxiu's spear, has not been treated yet...but he only thinks about helping her cure it.
It seemed that because his hand touched the injury on his shoulder, Zhao Changhe felt a little pain, frowned slightly, and finally opened his eyes.
The treatment stopped suddenly and their eyes met.
The two lips were still touching, and neither of them knew what was in their eyes.
Zhao Changhe couldn't see the emotions in her eyes, but he could see that she was awake, so he didn't dare to feel her lips more, slowly moved away a little, and whispered: "I'm sorry... This is the only way I can try.
…I don’t have the heart to slowly argue with you about ‘can I do it?’”
Tang Wanzhuang said nothing and just looked at him.
"Okay, it seems to be of some use?" Zhao Changhe was a little panicked when she saw him. He didn't know where his domineering attitude had gone. He backed away in embarrassment and muttered: "You, if you're not happy, just give me a good beating. I'll take it lightly."
point……"
I secretly thought in my heart whether this was considered frivolous or a loss of blood, because I really didn't experience anything, and my mind was completely focused on running the exercises with all my strength. That's why I felt the softness before leaving, and she couldn't help but stare at her.
Dare to continue.
What does ginseng fruit taste like? Blood loss.
Tang Wanzhuang looked at him with an expressionless face as he retreated in embarrassment, but for some reason she just wanted to laugh.
On the face, he said coldly: "What kind of magic did you learn, what kind of illusion did you instill in me?"
"Ah? That's not an illusion, that's the meaning of nature." Zhao Changhe said: "If there was anything missing when you broke through the secret treasure, then I guess your martial arts meaning is consistent with landscape calligraphy and painting, but your people are ruthless and ruthless.
Eucalyptus and tablets work hard. If you can understand its meaning, you can break through; but if you can't do it, you force it. The root of the disease is here."
Tang Wanzhuang was really surprised. How could he see such a root based on his spiritual practice?
This is the top third secret, and he hasn't even touched the edge.
Of course, Zhao Changhe only thought of it after being reminded by the blind man. If Tang Wanzhuang was injured in her soul, why was it injured? And why was the second page of the Book of Heaven said to be useful to her? We are not in the realm of martial arts, but the logical analysis is still there. Combining a
I guess that’s pretty much what happened...
Theoretically, if Tang Wanzhuang really wanted to make a breakthrough, she would have to step down from her post and live in seclusion. Unfortunately, she couldn't do it, so she could only force it, which eventually led to something going wrong. If she wanted to have a thorough treatment, in addition to using appropriate means, in fact
She still has to resign and recuperate...
Seeing Tang Wanzhuang's silent look, as if he didn't care about his frivolity, Zhao Changhe became more courageous and whispered: "I told you, don't worry too much... I'm here."
At this moment, if you say these words again, it is a naked confession, tearing away the veil that was once known as "not involving men and women" and "Puxin Auntie".
Tang Wanzhuang seemed not to understand, and asked something that was not relevant: "You said it was the meaning of nature, why are there people? Isn't it an illusion?"
"Human?" Zhao Changhe was confused by the question, and scratched his head: "The meaning of my transfer to you is that only mountains and rivers are natural, what does it have to do with people... Oh, if it does, it is my rejuvenation secret.
It is awakening your vitality and expectation. Maybe combined with the meaning of the mountains and rivers, it will give you a life that you want to live. If there is someone, it is the person you made up in your own mind, the day you want to see."
The person I made up in my own mind, the life I want to see.
Holding the piano next to him, he looks timid and cute. He is playing the piano with a smile in his eyes and gentle brows.
Tang Wanzhuang pursed her lips tightly, her always calm and indifferent attitude suddenly changed, and she pushed Zhao Changhe fiercely: "Don't think you can treat me lightly with the excuse of treating a disease, not to mention that you can't cure me!"
Once she regained her strength, how could Zhao Changhe be able to bear it? He was pushed and staggered back. In the small secret room, his legs quickly hit the edge of the bed.
Tang Wanzhuang pushed him onto the bed, and with a swipe of her hand, his shirt came off.
Zhao Changhe covered his chest in horror: "What are you doing?"
Is this what revenge is? Then please increase your efforts!
But Tang Wanzhuang took out a bottle of ointment with an expressionless expression, picked a little and applied it on his shoulder, saying bitterly: "You open your mouth and shut up, and you just love to scold me for not caring about yourself. How can you get better? No two ounces."
In cultivation, you always think that you are as strong as a man. If your injury is not treated well, you will have pain on rainy days in the future. I will regret it to death!"
While cursing, he also used a little more force on his hands as if to punish him. The pain made Zhao Changhe break into a cold sweat.
Zhao Changhe bared his teeth and felt the pain in his shoulder. Looking at her angry look, he suddenly smiled: "That's great."
Tang Wanzhuang said angrily: "Isn't it serious enough?"
"You are so mediocre that I feel terrified because I don't know if you will commit suicide. You think you only have a few months to live anyway... When you get angry, you can be sure that you still have joy and anger and want to live."
Tang Wanzhuang's "punishment" strength was reduced by three points, and she sighed secretly in her heart.
"And..." Zhao Changhe looked into her eyes and continued in a low voice: "You are more alive when you are angry... just like the time when you were defeated by Buqi Qi... like in a painting
Lifeless people walked out of the world."
Tang Wanzhuang said expressionlessly: "What does it have to do with you? Are you going to break your promise?"
Zhao Changhe said: "A manly man..."
Tang Wanzhuang thought he was going to spit something out and nail it, but she heard his conversation change sharply: "How can you be bound and entangled by mere words?"
Tang Wanzhuang: "?"
Zhao Changhe said confidently: "If you want to talk about words, I had another one at the beginning."
Tang Wanzhuang asked subconsciously: "What?"
"Not only am I a gangster, but next time I may be coveting Tang Wanzhuang! Let her wash up and wait!"
"Ouch~!" The screams resounded through the secret room. The special sound insulation of the secret room could hardly stop it, and it faintly reached Yafang.
Da Zhou looked at his duck and wondered if there was a possibility that the head of the Tang Dynasty came here to look for this thing.