Those scars were obviously cut by the sword qi.

It is said that Shi Dingfeng is a powerful monk, what kind of medicine is not there? Let Wu Xing or Fang Shaoyun get him some scar removal ointment, why is it difficult to repair these scars? It is obvious that she is deliberately letting her see it!

Hong Ningxiang didn't know whether he was distressed for his son, or angry that he was doing it himself, so while carefully rubbing the medicine on him, he couldn't help but say, "You did it on purpose!"

Shi Dingfeng lowered his eyes and looked at her, "What about intentionality?!I just want you to remember how these scars came from!"

Hong Ningxiang frowned and sped up his movements.

Shi Dingfeng stared at her eyes: "You don't feel a little distressed?"

"You deserve it!" Hong Ningxiang said softly, "I didn't let you refine that weapon, you brought it on yourself!"

"What?!"

"It's nothing!" Hong Ningxiang quickly changed his words, "I thank you! Thank you for helping me a lot, otherwise this time without the imitation Burning Moon Sword, I wouldn't be able to explain to my master, I'm afraid I would have been arrested by my uncle a long time ago." Rest assured, I won't let your efforts go to waste. Sooner or later, I'll get that artifact back. I've already promised Naruto. ”

Her fingers touched his lower abdomen.

Shi Dingfeng took a light breath.

Hearing her say this, I felt a little comforted in my heart, and couldn't help but hold her on my lap.

"What are you doing? Let me down! I still have the medicine in my hand. ”

Shi Dingfeng took a handkerchief, grabbed her hand, and wiped it for her without saying a word.

The movements were unusually gentle, as if her fingers were some kind of treasure.

Hong Ningxiang couldn't help but glance at him, looking at him so closely. I found that this man didn't seem to be so annoying.

At least his appearance is perfect and impeccable, and he is also his son's father, so he doesn't look at it for nothing.

She has always had little resistance to beautiful men. I took a few more looks.

Shi Dingfeng noticed her gaze and suddenly raised his head.

Hong Ningxiang looked at his nose and nose, and shook off his hand, "Okay, I'm done, I'm going to go to the practice room to practice." ”

"It's still early. Sleep with me. ”

Shi Dingfeng leaned over and kissed her forehead.

Hong Ningxiang froze.

Shi Dingfeng didn't wear any clothes, went naked, and carried her back to the bed. "From tonight onwards, accompany me at least every day to Yin, and then go to practice. He covered the quilt and took her into his arms with his backhand. The chest pressed against her back.

Hong Ningxiang curled up.

She was frightened by his previous actions. In order not to provoke the other party, it is better to be obedient and not move.

Life in the Water Pavilion is simple and peaceful, Hong Ningxiang cultivates from morning to noon every day, accompanies the two children in the afternoon, waits for Shi Dingfeng to sleep at night, and treats the scars on the uncle's body by the way.

In just half a month, Hong Ningxiang would be tossed by Shi Dingfeng every night, as if he was deliberately punishing her. Don't bully her to the point of begging for mercy.

She had seen how terrible it was for a man to ask for.

Rarely, though. The man never crossed the last step.

Hong Ningxiang could feel that Shi Dingfeng did not take away her innocence, not only because he respected her wishes, but also because of an extremely secret reason.

He was still thinking about her true body, and this man had a hurdle in his heart, and he couldn't get over it for a while.

He defended her in his previous life so much, but she had a pleasure of revenge, so let him guard it! Who let him fail her?! Such a situation is beneficial to her, after all, if a female cultivator wants to achieve something, it is not appropriate to lose Yuan Yin prematurely, and now she can keep it for a day.

When the scars on Shi Dingfeng's body were healed, Hong Ningxiang planned to return to Wufeng.

This water pavilion is not a place of spiritual veins, it is suitable for living, but it is not suitable for cultivation.

Wufeng and Water Pavilion are not far away, as long as half a day's work can be reached, and the son can see Jiu Ye at any time if he wants to.

What's more, now that she is the founding patriarch of the Daojing Sect, Chongliuli has worshiped two more masters, and she has to cultivate in Wufeng for a period of time.

Got up early in the morning, Hong Ningxiang cleaned up, and asked Shi Dingfeng to talk about his plan, but he couldn't find anyone, Fang Shaoyun said with a smile, the ninth master is on the top floor of the water pavilion.

The top floor is shaped like an octagonal pavilion, surrounded by bamboo curtains, from which the melodious sound of the piano comes out.

Sensing that Hong Ningxiang was coming, Shi Dingfeng pressed the strings and lifted the bamboo curtain.

Hong Ningxiang walked into the pavilion and saw the cigarette case on the table, the teapot, and a lyre in front of Shi Dingfeng, and in front of him was the blue sea.

It turns out that in the past few days after she left, this man just sat here every day to drink tea and play the piano?

She and her son looked for him everywhere, but he sat here and watched the sea?!

Did he calculate that she would come back for her son?

A choking smell of smoke hits.

"Ahem-" Hong Ningxiang was surprised, he actually smoked!

Not to mention that she had never seen a monk smoke, even if it was a mortal, she would not easily touch tobacco, after all, this thing was addictive to smoking too much.

If my son sees this, will my son do the same?

No, we have to get him to quit!

Hong Ningxiang pondered how to speak.

Shi Dingfeng took out a cigarette from the box, put it in his mouth, picked up a fire talisman and rolled it, and handed it to her, "Light it!"

“……”

Of course, Hong Ningxiang was reluctant to light a cigarette for him, but he put his arm around her waist and didn't let her resist.

After a stalemate for a moment, Hong Ningxiang gritted his teeth and lit a cigarette for him with his own hands.

Looking at this man who was swallowing clouds and spitting mist, with an expression of indulgent enjoyment on his face, Hong Ningxiang clenched his fists. I really want to smash this undersized face with one punch!

"Xiang'er, how does this smell?" Shi Dingfeng sat on the stone table, holding her waist with one hand, and spat a smoke ring into her face.

"If you don't quit smoking, I'm ...... I'll take my son away right away!" Hong Ningxiang covered his mouth and nose and twisted his head away, but he still couldn't avoid choking on tears.

Shi Dingfeng turned her around and made her look at herself, "I became like this, isn't it because of you?

Hong Ningxiang lowered his eyes, "Aren't I coming back now?!If you want to punish me, it should be enough, right?!Give up smoking, I don't want my son to see it." ”

Shi Dingfeng took a hard breath, "As long as you don't respond to my heart for a day, you can't quit this smoking." You know what I want. ”

Hong Ningxiang glared at him, "You are a strong man." ”

Shi Dingfeng nodded again, "Then I won't quit until you respond to me." ”

Hong Ningxiang took a light breath, "You want to drive me away, right?"

Shi Dingfeng snuffed out his cigarette, "It's okay if you want me to quit, return the heavy glass to Liu Qingming, and cut off the relationship with them." ”

He actually threatened her with this?!

Hong Ningxiang chuckled: "Ninth Master, you probably forgot, right?! I said that sooner or later I will return the heavy glass to Liu Qingming! This is a matter between me and him, don't worry about it!"

Shi Dingfeng stared at her closely: "Then you say, when will it be a year, two years, or ten years, fifty years, a hundred years? You finally raised that misfortune, and finally watched him turn into a human being, you are so close to him, are you willing to pay it back?" (To be continued......