"Really give it to me?" Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Leng Yanji to agree so easily.
After all, the specialness of the Devil's Heart Pill cannot be judged by common sense, and as an alchemist, he had already guessed almost all the ingredients of the Devil's Heart Pill when he took the pill last time. Even the last special ingredient was vague to him.
I guessed a little, so I better understood the reason for the scarcity of this elixir...
Moreover, he also knew that Leng Yanji was notoriously cruel, and anyone who took the Devil's Heart Pill would be tortured to death by her, and then surrender physically and mentally and even have their dignity trampled under the feet of that woman.
It has only been seven or eight days since he took the pill. According to common sense, shouldn't Leng Yanji wait until one month is up, when he desires the magic heart pill the most, and then give it to him? Now that he is giving the pill so easily, is it possible that the witch is giving him the pill so easily?
Is your conscience really discovered?
"Are you coming?" Leng Yanji looked at Shen Lang's confused look and said in a cold voice: "If you don't say good things a second time, forget it if you don't want it."
"Yes, how can I not want it?" Shen Lang reacted and ran to the bed in a hurry, stretched out his palm and said with a smile: "Take it out quickly."
Leng Yanji seemed to be a little afraid of Shen Lang's previous attitude. She turned her little head once, snorted and said, "Then please beg me."
"Hey, good lady, it was indeed my husband's fault that we were on the boat earlier. Please forgive me and give me the elixir." Shen Lang said shamelessly.
"Bah, there is no sincerity. Even if someone kneels down to beg me, I may not give it." Although Leng Yanji said that Shen Lang was not sincere, she still took out the elixir and put it directly into Shen Lang's mouth.
The elixir melted in his mouth, and the same wonderful feeling as last time emerged in Shen Lang's heart again. His breath once again underwent many changes under the nourishment of the medicine...
In the past seven days, Shen Lang, who was eager to make a breakthrough, had not been idle. Whenever he had time, he would meditate and practice. His cultivation at the fifth level of true spirit had long been stabilized, but there was still some distance between him and the sixth level of true spirit.
According to his original expectation, even if he practiced Pure Yang Immortal Art, and even if he used other pills to assist his practice, it would only take ten days and a half to achieve a breakthrough. However, this Demonic Heart Pill actually made it possible for him to achieve a breakthrough.
He directly reached the sixth level of True Spirit.
"As expected of the original elixir created by Demon Lord Leng Shu with the help of bloodline secret technique, it's like a trick. If this progress is followed, as long as I get four or five more Demonic Heart elixirs, won't my cultivation level go straight up?
Golden elixir realm?”
"When the time comes, I will be able to borrow the fairy energy in the Sun Sword, and I will turn over and become the master."
Shen Lang was deeply immersed in his fantasy. He didn't feel too disgusted at all. It was just that he had been bullied by Leng Yanji for a long time, and he always wanted to become the master and bully the witch Fudu. For example, let the witch be a little maid in the future.
Let her wash her feet and massage her feet or something. Thinking about that feeling makes her feel relieved...
However, the fantasy is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Because after he took the elixir, Leng Yanji lay comfortably on the bed and said to him: "What are you still waiting for? Now it's your turn to satisfy me."
"Oh." Shen Lang responded helplessly, and then massaged her again as before. He was still thinking about some allusions about lying on his back and trying to endure gall, and kept comforting his injured heart...
But Leng Yanji felt that giving the pill to Shen Lang easily was too cheap for Shen Lang, so she pondered for a moment and said, "I want something more exciting this time."
"What's more exciting?" Shen Lang asked.
"I want you to use Haoran Qi to inject sixteen large acupoints on my body." Leng Yanji said, "This should be more comfortable."
"Hey! Are you crazy?" Shen Lang said in shock: "This is no joke. Haoran's Heavenly Finger seems to make you feel comfortable, but I feel that Haoran's Qi seems to be incompatible with your blood. What if something happens?
If you make a mistake, you might become paralyzed."
"When did you care about me so much?" Leng Yanji asked with a smile.
"I..." Shen Lang was a little speechless, as if he felt that he really had no reason to care about the witch, so he said: "I am afraid that I will cripple you, and you will no longer give me any pills when you are angry.
"
"Don't worry, I have sense." Leng Yanji said: "At worst, you should be more careful when you take action? Anyway, my life is now in your hands."
"This..." Shen Lang was a little stupid, thinking that there is nothing wrong with Leng Yanji, right? What do you mean by leaving her life to me? What reason does she have to trust me so much? Is she really not afraid that I will have any evil intentions?
Maybe she was just testing me?
But even if it’s just a test, isn’t it too costly?
Leng Yanji untied the ribbon that bound his hair and urged him: "Start from the Shenting point on the top of your head."
"Let's talk first, I don't care what goes wrong." Shen Lang said these words helplessly, his fingers gently falling on the head of the unsuspecting woman on the bed, but the awe-inspiring energy in his body was suppressed to the extreme, it seemed that
I was afraid that if I used too much force, I might hurt Leng Yanji.
Leng Yanji could sense his caution at this moment, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up slightly, trusting Shen Lang even more, and continued: "Press your temples at the same time, you can use 30% more force."
Seeing that she was serious about it, Shen Lang also knew that he wouldn't be able to finish it in a while, so he simply got on the bed and sat on her body, half-kneeling on the bed to find a comfortable position.
Leng Yanji didn't mind his somewhat disrespectful movements. She was completely immersed in the comfortable feeling and continued with squinted eyes: "Divide along the cervical spine to the shoulders, press heavily on the Zhongfu and Tianfu points. Then along the spine and body column, Shinto, Zhiyang,
Ten major acupoints around Ganyu and other areas go downstream and end at Yangguan acupoint."
Following her instructions, Shen Lang started from her neck, using the spine as a pillar, and went down to her smooth back. He pressed several surrounding acupuncture points from time to time, and the Haoran Qi in his body was injected into her body through those important acupuncture points, and then to Yang.
When the acupuncture point was closed, it had almost reached a very private place below the girl's waist.
Leng Yanji seemed to feel that something was wrong at all, and she didn't care about those things at all. She just lay comfortably on the pillow, her eyes became more and more blurred, and she looked like she was enjoying herself, as if she was about to fall asleep at any moment.
Seeing Leng Yanji enjoying herself with her eyes closed, and looking at her graceful figure, Shen Lang couldn't help but think to himself that he was lucky or unlucky to be trusted by Leng Yanji so much.
At this time, Leng Yanji, who was about to fall asleep, said in a lazy voice: "Press Chengshan Point with all your strength."
"Chengshan point?" Shen Lang was slightly stunned. He knew that that point was an unusual point for anyone, but Leng Yanji actually asked him to use all his strength?
However, through the previous contact, Shen Lang felt more and more the cold air in Leng Yanji's body. His own aura of awe-inspiring energy seemed nothing compared to that cold air, so he no longer worried, pointing his fingers
Directly hit the Chengshan point on her calf with all your strength.
The so-called Chengshan means Chengshan. It can be said to be the key acupuncture point in the human body that can stimulate the most potential and can force people to cheer up in dangerous situations. It can be said that even if you don't sleep for three days, you will be extremely sleepy.
People who are stimulated to that acupuncture point can feel energetic immediately.
Leng Yanji was already so comfortable that she was about to fall asleep. Suddenly, she was so stimulated that she couldn't help but raise her body while she was lying on the bed. Her eyes widened, and her little hands spread out on the bed grasped the sheets very tightly, and she continued
The Haoran Qi in the fifteen large acupoints seemed to be connected together, making her whole body become hot. She who almost never sweated suddenly broke out in a sweat.
I don't know if it's pain or pleasure, but it looks a bit weird and scary...
"Hey..." Shen Lang couldn't help but feel nervous as he watched her fair skin quickly turn red.
But Leng Yanji, who was holding the sheets tightly and leaning up, suddenly relaxed her body at this moment and fell on the pillow, motionless as if she had passed out.
Shen Lang was a little dumbfounded and hurriedly moved over. He felt a lot of worries in his heart, and even began to secretly blame himself for being too forceful in the last move.
Although this little girl is sometimes bad, and is even a bad woman in everyone's eyes. But so what? At least Leng Yanji is still very good to him...
Moreover, Leng Yanji is still a disciple of the unknown old devil, and can be regarded as his senior sister. When he left Buzhou Mountain, he also promised the old devil to take good care of Leng Yanji. If there is anything good about her, then what will happen?
good?
"Hey, wake up... You must be fine." Shen Lang quickly helped her up and called her name anxiously: "Leng Yanji! Miss Leng? Wife? Senior sister! Don't scare me.
, I will give you a little more flexibility in the future. From now on, you will be older and I will be younger. You are the senior sister, okay?"
It seemed that Shen Lang's shouting finally had an effect. Leng Yanji's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and a touching smile appeared on Hong Rui's face.
Shen Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked carefully: "Are you okay? How do you feel now?"
Leng Yanji squinted her eyes and fell into Shen Lang's arms as if she had lost all her strength. However, there was no trace of pain on her face. She was clearly enjoying the previous feeling. She gasped slightly and said, "It feels good...
.My soul is almost lost."
Seeing the expression of enjoyment on Leng Yanji's face, Shen Lang's expression suddenly dropped, and all the previous nervousness and worries turned into anger out of thin air, and he glared at her and said: "What are you doing!
I said that Haoran Qi has a restraining effect on the power of your blood. If so many acupuncture points are sealed in succession, it will easily hurt you. If you do this again in the future..."
Shen Lang was very angry. He couldn't even understand why he was so angry. He just felt that anger lingering in his chest, making him uncomfortable.
So much so that he forgot his own identity and the identity of the witch. He only thought that Leng Yanji was a little girl who liked to do random things, so he scolded and reprimanded her...
However, before he could finish scolding him, Leng Yanji suddenly raised her head and kissed him gently on the cheek. That gentle kiss was like a dragonfly touching water, but it made Shen Lang completely stunned...
Because during this period of time, although he and Leng Yanji had gone to the church to get married, they had also eaten the same full moon fruit and a plate of pickled fish. On the wedding day, for some reason, he even kissed her forcefully.
Leng Yanji.
However, this time it was Leng Yanji who took the initiative to kiss him, and the kiss was still so serious, so gentle, so emotional...