Seeing that the person in her arms had calmed down and was no longer struggling, Zhao Qianxing let go of the hand covering her mouth and let go of the restraint of spiritual power, but the arm that strangled her waist did not let go, and the person did not retreat.

Pang Maimai stabilized his breathing, adjusted his spiritual power, and found that he was still strangled by the man, still in his arms, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

"Uncle Zhao," she whispered, "why are you here?" ”

"Just passing by." The familiar young man's voice behind him was cool, a little lazy.

"Why are you covering my mouth?" Pang Maimai said with a slight reproach, twisting his waist and motioning for him to let go, "Let go of me." ”

Zhao Qianxing didn't let go, and said in a voice that was still a little lazy and a little cold: "I'm afraid that you stupid person will be scared, scream and make jokes." ”

I'm not going to do that.

Pang Maimai, who has always prided himself on being calm, was even more displeased.

"Follow me." Because of his proximity, his voice was like a night breeze blowing in his ears.

Then Pang Maimai had no room for resistance, and was hugged by his waist and flew up.

His flying skills do not require the help of external objects, and he is as light as a bird, rising silently, as if he was born with magical powers.

It is like a kite that spreads its huge wings and feeds silently in the darkness of night.

The extra weight in her arms is just like successfully finding her prey, and she returns with a full load, without feeling sluggish at all.

Pang Maimai didn't dare to struggle indiscriminately, for fear of annoying this person and throwing her down.

Her low-level flying skills, though barely manageable, are unavoidably wolf-friendly.

The room rented by Zhao Qianxing was much higher than theirs, and it took a while to fly upwards before it arrived, and it was a very spacious tree hole on the main trunk.

The aura of the tree hole is actually richer than that of the tree house, and as soon as you enter this tree hole, you can feel the fire aura coming to your face, Zhao Qianxing waved his hand to restore the protective formation at the entrance of the cave, and his actions were very elegant and pleasant.

Pang Maimai was thrown by him into the middle of the tree hole.

It was as if she were really his prey.

This person...... It's so deceitful.

Pang Maimai was indignant.

His actions are ambiguous, and when people's heartbeats speed up, he will come up with a bunch of heart-piercing mean words.

Don't provoke him, but he provokes him from time to time.

It's just too much.

Zhao Qianxing stood at the entrance of the cave, blocking the starlight outside, and his long shadow pulled on the rough wooden ground of the tree hole, covering her as she sat on the ground.

This kind of picture, if there are bystanders, will definitely misunderstand.

I couldn't see his face clearly, but I felt that he was in such a good figure, such a perfect ratio of shoulders to waist, long legs, and high black hair as he approached step by step, there was a touching beauty.

He chuckled, and walked over step by step, stopping when he walked up to her, and Pang Maimai, who was looking up at him, felt that his heart was about to stop.

He slowly crouched down until he was eye level with her.

Pang Maimai almost felt that he was going to spit out something like "did you miss me" from between those two thin lips in the next sentence, or would reach out and grab her with those slender hands.

She had been desperately reminding herself that this was a complete hallucination of hormones, and that she couldn't be caught by him to laugh at her, so that she could try her best to keep her heartbeat and breathing at a normal level.

However, he didn't say anything, he didn't do anything, his eyes were fixed on her face, and he stayed like this for a long time without speaking.

The fire spirit in the air was so thick that it was beginning to be unbearable.

Pang Maimai desperately broke free from the invisible net around him, and broke out a sentence: "Uncle Zhao......"

This sound was like a spell to break the obstacle, he finally lowered his eyes, slowly stood up, his slender figure was erect, and he regained his proud posture, opened his lips and said, "It seems that I have not taught you in vain to be able to come here with all hands and feet...... But looking at the way you look, you haven't grown much. The voice was so cold and arrogant.

Pang Maimai was silent, for Zhao Qianxing, saying such things to her was no longer a blow.

Zhao Qianxing raised his eyes again, looked her up and down, and finally suddenly said, "Can't find the source of spiritual power?" ”

Pang Maimai was startled and raised his head to look at him.

Zhao Qianxing twisted his face slightly with disdain, "What's so surprising?" Your spiritual power is full, your spirit is full, obviously the muscles and veins of your whole body are clear, and the heaven and earth cycle realize that you have it early, it is nothing more than a problem of not being able to find the source of spiritual power. ”

Pang Maimai's heart thumped and he stood up.

She was half a head shorter than him, the two stood opposite each other, the shadow was cast on the wall, it was elongated, and she seemed slender and moving, with a waist grip, and the girl in the shadow was elegant.

"Uncle Shi, do you have a way?" She said a little eagerly.

Although Zhao Qianxing's cultivation is not as good as Master Lu Zhen, Pang Maimai always faintly feels that he has abilities that others do not have.

Zhao Qianxing mocked her: "I'm in a hurry at this time, it's almost okay to be coquettish, I'm not Lu Zhen's real junior brother, what is your uncle?" When will your profit-seeking nature change? ”

Pang Maimai's face flushed, according to the rules, between the same door, according to the seniority, they are all called Uncle Shi, but they will add their surnames or titles in front, for example, she is called Uncle Zhao, which is a proper title, but only the real senior brother of Lu Zhen, the true disciple of Qixu Daojun, she can directly call Uncle Shi without adding a surname, or add a number ranking, and for example, she is called Duanmu Fu and Duanmu Senior Brother, but You Hao is her real senior brother, which is different from intimacy.

She was in a hurry, so she called Uncle Shi directly, maybe subconsciously there was really a meaning to get closer to each other.

However, why didn't she be coquettish, right? That's all there is to it.

Zhao Qianxing saw that she was silent, and whispered again: "Stretch out your hand." ”

Pang Maimai obediently stretched out his hand.

He grabbed her wrist.

A stream of spiritual power slowly seeped into her veins, and although she could not suppress the coldness and ruthlessness that belonged to the sword cultivator, the momentum was very slow.

Pang Pulse relaxed, letting his spiritual power roam her body.

Through the guò veins, to every place, to every cell.

There are many embarrassments in it, and he has searched carefully, and he has not let go of any of them.

Some places are too unbearable, but Pang Maimai breathed in and breathed, and after restraining his mind, he still forcibly controlled the strangeness and slight tremor of his body.

Zhao Qianxing was almost unaffected, and her spiritual power was still steadily and meticulously exploring, not letting go of every part of her body, inside and outside her body.

If it hadn't started, Pang Maimai really wanted to stop, no wonder even Lu Zhen couldn't search for her like this, this was too ...... Zhao Qianxing was good, she started directly without explaining anything, which made it difficult for her to ride a tiger.

No, didn't Master say that the source of spiritual power is imperceptible to outsiders?

It's not that even if it's a primordial monk, it can't find out which part of the body's spiritual power is the source of others......

Zhao Qianxing ...... Isn't it lying to yourself...... Taking advantage of it?

She had a lot of thoughts in her heart, and her spiritual power was chaotic for a while, and it happened that Zhao Qianxing's spiritual power was slowly searching for her lips and mouth, and her face turned red for a while.

"Put away the distractions!" Zhao Qianxing whispered mercilessly in her ear.

She also knew that she was really going crazy if she did this again, so she hurriedly tried her best to restrain her thoughts and spiritual power.

The slight tremor of the body slowly subsided.

"The concentration is really poor." The time is actually not long, but after one or two tea times, Zhao Qianxing will be done, and he slowly withdrew his spiritual power, while saying coldly in her ear.

Pang Maimai didn't care about being annoyed, after he withdrew his spiritual power, she was so weak that she almost sat on the ground, and Zhao Qianxing held her hands and wrists before she could stand.

And he looked down at her with a slight mockery in his eyes.

He had even opened his mouth to sneer: "It's just a fusion of spiritual power, do you know how many male monks who are good at collecting supplements have far superior means to this?" You ...... like this" But seeing Pang Maimai's somewhat gloomy face, he suddenly stopped saying nothing and just looked at her.

Pang Maimai lowered his head, ignoring his words and his gaze.

After a few moments, she pulled her wrist from his palm, and her body was already standing upright.

Zhao Qianxing also stopped talking, and the two were deadlocked there.

There was an embarrassing silence for a while.

"In the dantian." Zhao Qianxing said lightly, "You are a rare hidden source, a spiritual power source and a dantian are one." ”

Pang Maimai suddenly raised his head.

Really found out?

"You can think that you don't have a source of spiritual power, just start the small Zhou Tian cycle from the dantian every time." He said, "It's also very convenient for the circulation of spiritual power." ”

Think you don't have a spiritual source?

Pang Maimai thought of his guess.

For a while, my heart was a little confused.

"Am I ...... Is there really no spiritual power source......? Pang Maimai's voice was a little astringent, his eyelashes drooped, and he covered his eyes for a long time, "Because I'm foreign?" Will my cultivation be affected in the future? ……”

If that's really the case......

She remembered that Zhao Qianxing knew her secret.

She remembered what he had said, "You don't need to know the secrets of this world, an outsider......

"Why does the source of spiritual power exist in the ...... This world ...... What the hell is going on......" Her voice trembled slightly.

"Don't worry about it." His cold voice was a little low and pleasant in the darkness and starlight, "Your spiritual power source in the dantian is originally a good thing, better than others...... You should be relieved. ”

"As for the world......" he turned sideways and looked out of the tree hole, the huge moon was round and bright, and the moonlight was like weaving, slowly sprinkled on the mountains and forests and the quiet cities near and far, and some of the huge luxuriant branches of the Fuso wood blocked the moon, and it seemed as if it had reached directly into the moon, and the night wind blew through the branches and leaves, and blew through the stars in the sky that were eclipsed by the moon, but stretched to the end of the universe that was forever unknown, and I don't know where it blew away.

“…… As for it, you are only a genus of mayflies and ants, so what can you do if you know it? ”