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Chapter 426 The Bird is Present

 Zhao Changhe is telling the truth. In fact, since the "Illustrated Records of Mountains and Rivers" left by Xuanwu said that the "Juntian Blood Jade" he needed for body training was in the Ancient Spirit Clan, Zhao Changhe knew that he would have to go there sooner or later.

One trip.

As a result, all the clues point to that way, the third page of the Heavenly Book, Yunyang Ye... and the exploration of the bridge between the present and ancient times.

I have seen a lot of secret realms, but they are all small. The kind where large groups of people live together will obviously be a different situation. It is a world in itself. If you want to trace back to the previous era, this kind of place is the only way to go.

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Because of this, Zhao Changhe has always been hesitant, but it has nothing to do with Sisi, mainly because he knows that it will take a long time to go there, longer than going to Kunlun and others.

In the game, this is called a large-scale dungeon, which involves a team working hard for a month to open up wasteland. Once the wife gives birth to a baby and breastfeeds the child, the group will be broken up. It is fundamentally different from the previous single-level dungeon. Who does large-scale dungeons now? Just think about it.

Don't like to go.

At a time when the world is changing, is it appropriate to leave for such a long time?

What's more, it's really dangerous. I didn't dare to go there with my previous strength, but now... maybe it's not enough. In Tang Wanzhuang's mind, she needs to go to the level of Wu Pinghou Qin Dingjiang... Of course, that's just a guess. What's going on inside?

I don’t even know, I’m just making random guesses, but I still have to see it with my own eyes to know the truth.

Anyway, now is the time to go take a look.

Tang Wanzhuang's eyes became blurred. In her eyes, it was obvious that Zhao Changhe only saved her life for Yunyang Ye, and everything else was just an excuse or incidental.

Shrinking in Zhao Changhe's arms, Tang Wanzhuang was silent for a long time, and then whispered: "It's better to let Marquis Wu Ping go, and you come with me back to the capital to help take care of things..."

Zhao Changhe looked at her angrily: "Wu Pinghou trained the Blood Shura Body on my behalf..."

Tang Wanzhuang pursed her lips and lowered her head without looking into his eyes.

I always feel like he is making excuses.

"Okay, I'm not some aunt, I really want to go." Zhao Changhe stretched out his hand and scratched her chin, feeling like he was scratching a cat: "Besides, I'm not going now, my injury is not healed yet.

Well, it has to be taken care of for a while anyway. If you are worried, then take advantage of these days to help make more preparations?"

Tang Wanzhuang was tickled by him and grabbed his hand angrily: "You don't need to tell me about preparations...you will do it now! Do you want me to throw you into the pool?"

"Do you know what would make you most uneasy if I left?"

He hadn't thought about it at first, but when he asked, Tang Wanzhuang naturally knew.

What he was most worried about was her illness. If she stayed away for too long, something might go wrong, and no one could treat her at that time.

In Xiangyang before, she was actually just suppressing the sequelae caused by the third secret that she had opened at that time. The original condition was still the same, with no improvement. She did not continue to treat her in the follow-up. There was no medicine, and his rejuvenation skills were not as good as before.

There is still room for improvement, he did not deliberately continue the "treatment" just to get a kiss.

According to my previous judgment, I only have two or three years to live. Another year has passed. If there are no major accidents, I only have more than one year left to live...

And if something goes wrong during this period, such as fighting too fiercely or getting injured, this time may be shortened indefinitely, and the possibility of sudden death at any time exists.

He was worried.

"Yes, we have the medicine now..." Tang Wanzhuang lowered his head and whispered: "I have prepared the transmutation lotus and bodhi fruit. If you take it by yourself, it should be able to repair the damaged meridians and make you less likely to cough...

...Also, in addition...this medicine is also useful for recovering from your current injury..."

"But there's only one? So you kept it and didn't eat it?"

"Hmm..." Tang Wanzhuang became more and more panicked as she spoke. She knew what would happen next.

In fact, when she was preparing the medicine, she was already vaguely aware of what she was going to do, so she kept it and didn't take it herself... She just subconsciously avoided thinking about it.

In dual cultivation, everyone shares the medicinal power, so there is no need to waste it.

And for this kind of dual cultivation, it is basically not enough to use the previous tickling kiss to transfer the Qi. The medicinal power is dispersed in the limbs and bones, infiltrating the meridians, relying on kissing?

Obviously it has to be real...

But is it true... Tang Wanzhuang felt very complicated. She said she didn't want to, but she didn't have much resistance. She said she did, but she felt it was too hasty and shouldn't be like this.

So she didn't want to take the initiative to bring it up, but now that Zhao Changhe has brought it up, she has to face it.

He would want it, and with this little bit of potential, Mr. Tang would be able to get clean and wait.

Of course, Zhao Changhe's injury does not necessarily require this medicine, but with the atmosphere at this point, who would be willing to give up such a good reason to heal his injury and realize his long-cherished wish, killing two birds with one stone?

Zhao Changhe was saying: "Show me the medicine, I am your attending doctor, you don't have to be a specialist."

Tang Wanzhuang pouted, "Just pretend."

I honestly took out the medicine at hand. The two medicines had been mixed into pills, which were only the size of a finger and were as crystal clear as jade and pearls.

The vast life breath of Buddhism spreads out, and just a sniff can make people feel comfortable in the body. You can tell at a glance that this is a healing treasure.

Zhao Changhe smiled and put the pill into Tang Wanzhuang's lips. Tang Wanzhuang held the pill in her mouth and looked straight at him.

Sure enough, Zhao Changhe kissed her the next moment.

Tang Wanzhuang sighed secretly and closed her eyes.

You know... you can't escape?

But I really felt sloppy in my heart, it shouldn't have been like this the first time.

Just as she was thinking this, she felt Zhao Changhe stick out his tongue and push the pill into his mouth, touching it with his hands, as if he was trying to untie her belt.

Tang Wanzhuang wanted to push him away completely instinctively and didn't want to continue.

But the next moment, his chest felt numb, and he had already tapped the acupuncture points.

Tang Wanzhuang's eyes widened in shock. You were afraid that I would resist, so why did you do this?

Zhao Changhe leaned into his ear and whispered: "You, you keep the medicine just because you want to give it to me... You never care about your own life... Do you still want to push the medicine into my stomach while we are kissing? What a beautiful idea.

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Tang Wanzhuang: "?"

His lips closed together again, he pried open her teeth fiercely, and pushed the elixir deep into her throat.

With a "Gudu" sound, the elixir completely entered his stomach.

Zhao Changhe hummed proudly: "Can't you spit it out now?"

Pointing her finger at the atrium, the Rejuvenation Technique was in full operation. In the blink of an eye, the elixir melted into her body, soaking into her dilapidated meridians.

Tang Wanzhuang just looked at him blankly, her stiffness at the acupuncture points began to soften, and she allowed his hand to follow the lung meridian and finally stop outside the lungs.

Where is that……

Zhao Changhe's expression also started to look weird, so Q...

Tang Wanzhuang's cheeks were filled with blush and she tilted her head slightly.

Why can you still tilt your head? This acupoint has been opened?

When the acupuncture point is opened, you don't struggle, but you turn your head?

Zhao Changhe put his hand in without saying a word: "I need to use the palm of my hand to calm my lungs. Do not separate clothes. It is known that people will go crazy..."

Tang Wanzhuang was angry and funny, but she couldn't say anything because she was stuck in her throat.

Compared to him who only thinks about himself, this little naughty thought probably got to him...

The clothes are half untied, and the snow-white shoulders are exposed under the moon. The moon is like frost and snow, and the skin is like gelatin.

The sound of gentle breathing floated under the moon, and Yue'er couldn't help but hide in the clouds. She didn't know whether she was ashamed or ashamed.

The first light of morning dimly appeared on the horizon, and then a bird face and a turtle face poked out from the wall.

The bird's face was originally in the shape of a fire bird, but now it looked even more blazing, almost dyeing the morning glow in the sky red.

The eyes under the turtle face blinked with joy.

"Look at how coquettish this voice is..." Suzaku's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth: "Who are you pretending to be that cold and noble person?"

Sanniang secretly thought that your usual proud and violent look seems more interesting when you turn into this form, let alone others...

They appeared here and talked. Tang Wanzhuang could not have noticed it. She wanted to push Zhao Changhe away in shame and anger, but after a while she was too weak to push away.

He couldn't help but get angry: "You're still chewing, your martial arts skills are on alert! Someone is coming!"

Zhao Changhe was startled. Before he could react, the fragrant breeze blew by, and Suzaku's voice came: "Go on, as promised, we will do it in front of Lord Suzaku. I am indeed very happy to see it."

Tang Wanzhuang was extremely ashamed and angry in her heart, but on her face she refused to admit defeat in front of her old enemy. Her eyes rolled around, and she took the initiative to put her arms around Zhao regardless of her lustful appearance.

Chang He's neck, murmuring in a charming voice: "What does our intimacy with you have to do with His Majesty... His Majesty forbids the saints under his command to be with him, but he also wants to ban me? He is really lenient."

The seven orifices of the red bird are filled with smoke.

For the first time in her life, Tang Wanzhuang took the initiative to block Zhao Changhe's lips and kissed her with a squeaky sound.

Isn’t His Holiness very happy when he asks you to wear a mask and looks on helplessly but has no reason to stop him?

Venerable Zhuque was not happy at all, and Venerable Xuanwu was so happy that he almost rolled on the ground.

But Mr. Jiao couldn't hold himself any longer and left in embarrassment: "Don't make a fuss, don't you two venerables look awkward... Then, what are you doing here?"

"It's nothing expensive..." Suzaku crossed his arms: "I just want to see you do it, really do it. It's nothing if it's half solved, it's all open."

Tang Wanzhuang stood up, lazily arranged her clothes, and elegantly returned to her seat to boil water and make tea, as if nothing had happened: "Your Majesty, if you want to see it, you can go see the Winged Fire Snake under your command. I will not accompany you."

…Now that you have finished reading what your venerable master wants to see, if you have nothing else to do, please leave slowly without seeing me off.”

Suzaku simply didn't know how he felt.

This feeling of jumping in front of someone but not being able to break up is so annoying... Suzaku is really useless.

But having said that, at this moment, Tang Wanzhuang's femininity hidden in her bones is spreading unscrupulously, and it really makes people feel like they don't know each other anymore. After fighting with each other for more than ten years, I never thought that such a posture would appear in Tang Wanzhuang.

The evening makeup on her body was like a quiet orchid in the valley, suddenly blooming and turning into a peony.


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