I don't know how long it took, Zhan Chen's wine finally woke up, as soon as he woke up, he felt that his body was entangled in a ball of softness, he was startled, sat up, and saw Yin Meiru's snow-white body at a glance, hurriedly broke free, and shouted, "What's going on?"

In fact, Yin Meiru has always been sober, and has been "fighting" with Zhan Chen to the end since last night. It's just that when Zhan Chen woke up, she was still shy when she thought of her madness and excitement at that time, and pretended to close her eyes.

Seeing Zhan Chen's panicked look, she pretended to wake up, sat up too, glanced at the other party secretly, and said shyly, "Ah Chen, that kind of thing happened to the two of us last night. ”

Seeing that she was still naked, Zhan Chen hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up and put on your clothes." As he spoke, he grabbed the clothes in front of him and put them on Yin Meiru, and then quickly rolled out of bed and put on his clothes.

Silence returned to the room, and both of them were digesting what had happened before, especially Zhan Chenzhen, who was at a loss for a while.

He vaguely remembered how he swam in the sea of joy and how he released the closed desires in his heart.

But at that time, he was drunk, and always thought it was just a dream, just his own fantasy. However, when I woke up, I realized that those dreams were real!

If it was a dream, it would be so beautiful, but as soon as it came to life, it would not be good, and what he had to consider was the consequences of a fait accompli, that is, whether he should accept Yin Meiru or not.

At this time, he heard Yin Meiru whisper to him: "Zhan Chen, I have become your woman, although this is just an accident, but I am willing, you are not allowed to dislike me." ”

Zhan Chen turned his head and saw her eyes, which were full of tenderness for him, and there was a quiet smile on the corner of her mouth, a demon cultivator woman could even exude an angelic smile.

His eyes were blurred again, and he asked himself whether he loved Yin Meiru in his heart, and he also gave him a clear answer in his heart, that is, "love!"

As for why she loves, it's not because of her fatal beauty, it's probably her attachment to herself.

Thinking of this, Zhan Chen's gaze gradually became firm, since Yin Mei can be so brave, then she will not even be inferior to a woman, no matter how many difficulties and dangers there are ahead, she has to overcome it!

So he unconsciously took Yin Meiru's hand and officially confessed to her: "Yin Meiru, I actually ...... Actually, I like you too. ”

"So what you said last night is true!" Yin Meiru said excitedly.

"Did I say anything last night?"

"You said you loved me very much, but you didn't want to confess it so that I wasn't hurt. ”

Zhan Chen was stunned for a moment, sighed and said, "That's probably it, you and I are too different in terms of position, identity, and cultivation, and we are completely people from two worlds, so I never dared to think in that direction." ”

"Don't worry, I'm the same in the Demon Luo Sect, except for my father, I'm the biggest, and I am the one to ensure that you can go smoothly and not lose to the elite disciples cultivated by my father. ”

Zhan Chen watched her play with the princess temper again, and shook his head helplessly. Suddenly, as if he sensed something, he jumped out of bed.

Yin Mei said strangely: "Ah Chen, what's wrong with you?"

"My cultivation, how come my cultivation has reached the peak of the Great Perfection of Martial Venerable?!"

Zhan Chen couldn't believe the changes that had taken place in his body! You must know that he had just broken through the Martial Venerable Great Perfection, but now he clearly felt the bottleneck of the Martial King realm, and that layer of resistance was like that window paper, I was afraid that as long as he stabbed it casually, it would be broken.

Yin Meiru looked at his surprised look, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't you know? You had a relationship with me last night, but you can get my Yuan Yin." ”

"Yuan Yin!" Zhan Chen suddenly woke up, the first time he was with Ling Aoxue and Su Yun, there was also a strange energy flowing from their bodies into his body. As a result, they all helped me improve my cultivation to a greater or lesser extent.

Now Yin Meiru is a martial saint powerhouse, and the energy in her body is like the sea for herself. In this way, it is not difficult to understand why one's cultivation has undergone such earth-shaking changes overnight.

At this time, his mood was extremely excited, and he happily hugged Yin Meiru into his arms again, and shouted: "Meiru, I really love you to death!"

Yin Meiru lowered her head slightly, and said with a smile: "Ah Chen, in the future, you can call me Mei'er in private, Mei'er is my milk name." ”

"Okay, I'll call you Mei'er in the future. ”

"Hmm. ”

The two lingered for a while, but the sky was already bright. At this time, Yingfeng's eager voice came from outside the house: "Holy Maiden, are you okay?"

The two hurriedly ran out of bed, but Yin Meiru hurriedly shouted: "I'm very good! I'll go out later, you can wait outside." ”

"Yes!"

There was no more sound outside, and after a while, the two of them packed up, and went out one after the other, seeing that Yingfeng had already led a group of maids to wait outside, obviously they were all very worried, but they didn't get the consent of the saint, so they didn't dare to break in.

Everyone was stupid when they saw Yin Meiru, only to feel that a delicate rose bloomed in front of them, and they felt as if they had found a ripe red apple among the green leaves. In short, today's Yin Meiru looks extraordinarily delicate, exuding a mature charm all over her body, and her eyes are full of intoxicating looks, which is even more overwhelming.

It was Ying Feng who reacted first and asked with concern: "The slaves and maids waited outside all night, but they were anxious. ”

"You all disperse, I just drank a few more glasses of wine and chatted with Zhan Chen. Yin Meiru suppressed the ups and downs in her heart and returned to her previous condescending posture.

"Yes!"

The women dispersed, leaving Yingfeng alone and refusing to leave, Zhan Chen saw this and said to Yin Meiru: "Lord Saintess, the little one has also retired." ”

"Aren't you staying on the Holy Maiden Peak?" After last night's incident, her attachment to Zhan Chen became even heavier.

Zhan Chen was also very reluctant, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "No, I feel that my cultivation has reached a bottleneck, and I want to go back to retreat, I hope you will be gracious." ”

"Okay then, but remember to come back often. ”

"I will. ”

After Zhan Chen finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Yin Meiru alone to watch his back disappear, and only sighed faintly after a while: "There is really no difference between men, why are you always obsessed with strength?"

......

Shadow Peak, the outer door dormitory, Zhan Chen sat alone on the futon in the room, his eyes slightly closed, slowly running the true yuan, and dozens of bottles of pills of all sizes had already been placed in front of him.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted: "Martial King Relic, Ning!" and manipulated his true yuan to compress towards the dantian violently, unlike the last time, this time Zhan Chen's accumulation was enough, so the true yuan seemed to be more obedient, and soon converged.

Next, to squeeze them further, Zhan Chen's divine sense was shaken, and a powerful coercion descended on the dantian, and this coercion came from his perception of the sword intent of Jin, and also from his confidence in his growing power.

As soon as the coercion came, Zhenyuan, who originally wanted to scatter and escape, obediently gave in, and they got closer to each other, hugged each other in a group, and finally squeezed together, regardless of each other.

In the end, an incomparably hard ivory relic was born, the newborn relic was only the size of a soybean, but Zhan Chen could feel that within it was the power of his whole body's true element.

At this moment, the relics shook slightly, exuding a strong will, which spread, and a strong whirlwind blew in the ashram, overturning the surrounding tables and chairs, and then it began to beat regularly.

Zhan Chen had an illusion, it seemed to have life, and it was like his second heart, every time it beat, it brought him infinite strength, just like a car with an extra motor and an airplane with an engine.

Then a deep hunger and thirst came out of his meridians, and he hurriedly stuffed the prepared handful of pills into his mouth, and also pinched a high-grade Yuan stone in his hand, greedily absorbing the spiritual energy.

Gradually, the dried True Yuan in his body began to fill up again, and began to widen his meridians and strengthen his physical body, a process that lasted for another two days and two nights.

On the third day, Zhan Chen finally stabilized his cultivation to the level of the first level of the Martial King, and everything fell into place and was logical.

Only then did he stand up, shake off the dust on his body, and leave the room, desperately looking for a place to try the strength of the Martial King.

Soon after, Zhan Chen came to an open field at the foot of Shadow Peak Mountain and began to show his strength.

The Chang Geng sword roared in his hand, slashing and slashing, and each blow could form a tall sword light that was more than ten meters high, flying sand and rocks everywhere he passed, invincible.

A set of golden light swords were cast, and the ground was already full of ravines and rocks.

He clenched his fists again, felt the power on it, and muttered: "A full 50,000 jin of strength, is this the power of the Martial King? This is a qualitative leap!"

After entering the Martial King, not only did his strength, speed, and reaction increase exponentially compared to the Martial Venerable Great Perfection powerhouse, but the attack distance of the sword qi also greatly extended from more than ten meters to a hundred meters.

The most important thing is that there is an essential difference between the martial king and the martial artists below the martial king. That is, the martial king is strong and has more Wang Wei, and the martial artists whose cultivation is lower than the realm of the martial king and who have not comprehended the sword intent have a coercive effect, and can even win without a fight. Therefore, the Martial King is no longer an existence that a low-level martial artist can defeat simply by relying on numerical superiority.

"Maybe it's time for me to report to the inner disciples, and the next goal is to join the inner gate!" Zhan Chen looked at the white clouds of the towering Shadow Peak, full of ambition.