"Bang!"

Luo Qingzhou covered his eyes and squatted on the ground.

Xia Chan turned around and walked away quickly.

A moment later.

Luo Qingzhou got up, rubbed his eyes, returned to Meixiang Garden, and went into the house to sleep.

Cicada Moon Palace.

Bai Ling, dressed in a pink skirt, was pounding medicine in the room, and from time to time lowered his head and sniffed with his nose.

In the flower basket on the table, there are petals of various colors.

Xia Chan appeared at the door silently.

It's been a long time.

Bai Lingfang frowned, put down the medicine pestle in his hand, and muttered to himself, "It's still a taste." ”

She clapped her hands, stood up, picked up the flower basket on the table, and was about to go out when she was startled by the figure at the door.

"Chanchan, what are you doing? It's scared to death. ”

Bai Ling stroked his chest and added: "I thought that Uncle Stinky was going to come to the house secretly." ”

Xia Chan looked at her and didn't speak.

Bai Ling carried a flower basket, walked up to her, approached her, stared at her little face with wide eyes for a while, and asked, "What's wrong?" Bullied by a stinky uncle? ”

Xia Chan still didn't speak.

Bai Ling patted the flower basket in his hand, walked past her and said, "I still have to pick flowers, then you can tell me when you think about it." ”

She went out of the house, picked up the flower hoe under the corridor, hung the flower basket on the flower hoe, and then carried it on her shoulder, and swayed out of the yard.

Come to the flower garden.

She glanced back, and the girl was silently following her.

Bai Ling put down his things, crossed his waist and said: "Chanchan, if you have something to say, I'm not an uncle, why do you have to swallow and vomit?" I'm going to be angry if I don't say it! ”

Xia Chan was silent for a while, and Fang said, "He's injured......"

The night receded.

The morning sun peeked out from the top of the hill and shone brightly.

Luo Qingzhou didn't sleep for long.

The window slammed open and then closed again.

A figure took off his shoes in front of the window, stepped on a soft blanket, and walked to the back room.

The bead curtain shook lightly.

The figure stopped in front of the bed, gently lifted the curtain, stared at his sleeping cheek for a moment, took out a small porcelain bottle, uncorked it, and shook it in front of his nose.

After a while.

She climbed onto the bed, lifted his covers, and looked at his hands.

Those hands were wrapped with thick gauze.

She stretched out her hand, gently dismantled all the gauze, and looked at the back of her bloody hand, and her face suddenly changed slightly.

She lowered her head, sniffed the medicine applied on it with her nose, frowned, took out a medicine bottle from her arms, uncorked it, and poured the medicine powder on.

Then, she took out another bottle of ointment, stretched out her slender jade fingers, and gently applied them to it with her fingertips.

After doing this, she re-wrapped the disassembled gauze.

The courtyard resounded with the chirping of sparrows.

She put away her things, glanced at the sleeping face again, then straddled her legs, sat down on his waist, and then bent down, lowered her head, and pouted, ready to ravage his mouth.

But at the touch of it, she suddenly stopped again.

She stared at his cheek for a few more moments, sighed inaudibly, and got out of bed to leave.

Fluttershy and Autumn can be heard talking in the courtyard.

She went to the window to get her shoes, went straight out through the door, then went to the backyard and quietly left.

Luo Qingzhou slept until noon.

Fluttershy and Autumn both come in to see him a few times, and when they see that he is sleeping soundly, they don't bother.

"Childe must have read all night last night, Sister Qiu'er, let Childe sleep, let's not disturb him."

"Hmm."

Two little girls, one in an emerald green dress and the other in a light yellow dress, sat in the corridor, basking in the sun, embroidering flowers, and talking softly.

After Luo Qingzhou woke up, he felt full of energy, and the pain in his two hands seemed to have all subsided.

After lunch.

He explained to the two little girls, and then went out and went to the bottom of the lake in the moonlit night listening to the rain garden.

dragged two little white rabbits on his feet and entered the stone room.

Standing in the dimly lit stone room, he closed his eyes and slowly played the "Bull Demon Divine Skill" exercise translated to him by Sister Yue last night in his mind.

"Savagely charged, poured into the legs, tensed the elbows and shoulders, struck ferociously, slammed the elbows and shoulders with the back of the ......"

"The sacred cow swings its tail, confuses it with its fists, cooperates with its waist and legs, surprises, spins and kicks ......"

Luo Qingzhou first played the explanation of the exercises in his mind, and then began to practice slowly.

Practice a few times, and when he can perform the moves consistently, he starts to pick things up.

"Huh!"

The sacred cow wags its tail!

His body spun abruptly and he kicked it out.

The little white rabbit biting his shoe flew out directly, slammed into the stone wall in front of him, and then rolled to the ground again.

Unscathed, it immediately jumped up again, ready to continue running over and biting its shoe.

"Huh!"

Luo Qingzhou threw out a banana.

The little white rabbit immediately turned around, pounced on the banana, and ate it with relish.

"Fierce bull to the horns!"

Luo Qingzhou's body suddenly leaned forward, and his fists suddenly attacked.

At noon.

Luo Qingzhou dropped two drops of spiritual liquid, simply ate lunch, rested for a while, and continued to cultivate.

The internal organs seem to be hungry and thirsty, and streams of heat circulate throughout the body.

More energy has accumulated in the Dan Sea.

What's even more amazing is that the muscles that bulge high all over the body also begin to atrophy and flatten.

On the surface, it looks like it was when there was no cultivation, but the epithelium, muscles, fascia, etc., are not the same as the original.

It used to be loose and soft and collapsed, but now it is tight and tough, full of shine.

Although the muscles atrophied and flattened, Luo Qingzhou could clearly feel the explosive power contained in it, but it was getting stronger and stronger.

It's like it's all pressed together.

The internal force in the Danhai was about to move, and all the acupuncture points in the body were breathing rapidly.

All signs are indicating that he is about to break through!

A day flies by in the blink of an eye.

In the evening.

Luo Qingzhou finished his work, his soul went out of his body, and he entered the middle passage again, wanting to see if the tomb had changed, or if it would become another space.

But to his disappointment, it was still the same cemetery inside, and there was nothing abnormal.

After his soul returned, he waited for a while.

After it got dark outside, he took the two little white rabbits and entered the middle passage again.

Still no other space has appeared.

Luo Qingzhou calmed down, punched one by one, knocked the two little white rabbits off his shoes, threw a few fruits, and went out of the dark way.

After taking a bath, I returned to Meixiang Garden.

Night falls.

A silver moon rises on the branches.

Eat, take a bath, and absorb potion energy.

As Fluttershy helps him in the shower, she sees the bandages on his hands and is dismissed by a few words.

The main thing is that his two hands don't seem to hurt anymore and can move casually.

After the little girl saw it, she didn't ask any more.

After taking a bath and packing up her things, Fluttershy asks, "Childe, do you want a slave to sleep tonight?" ”

After a pause, he said shamefully: "The son is injured, you don't need to move, the slave can move." ”

Luo Qingzhou refused.

In the past few days, he has to recuperate, accumulate energy, and prepare to sprint!

The refining body is about to break through.

The Divine Soul is also about to break through.

At this critical moment, you can no longer immerse yourself in the gentle township.

After the little girl left.

Taking advantage of the fact that he had just absorbed the potion and his body was hot, he immediately returned to the bed and began to breathe and exhale, urging the energy transformed by the potion to refine his internal organs.

Approaching the sub-time.

He went out of his body, left the Qin Mansion, and went to the Mandarin Duck Tower.

The moon-white figure was already waiting for him on the cornice.

The two of them flew one after the other to the temple in the outer city.

Luo Qingzhou didn't know how she was feeling today, so she was silent all the way and didn't dare to talk nonsense.

After coming to the bell tower of the temple.

The moon-white figure still didn't say a word, and directly laid a light curtain around it.

Luo Qingzhou floated down, and was just about to take out the pair of Luo socks, glanced at her, and replaced the Luo socks with the snow-white handkerchief, and bit it in his mouth.

There was silence on the bell tower for a while.

Luo Qingzhou was just about to spit out his handkerchief to speak, when the bell finally rang.

He flew out.

A terrible wave of sound ravaged his spirit.

But strangely, the pain tonight didn't seem to be as intense as the previous two nights.

The body was still pinched and rounded, pulled and hit, although it was still painful, but it seemed to be within the tolerable range.

He looked at the handkerchief in his mouth.

This snow-white handkerchief is exuding a warm luster and a unique fragrance.

"When—"

"When—"

This time, it lasted for half an hour.

The bell stopped.

Luo Qingzhou collapsed on the ground, and his long body, which was stretched, slowly contracted and returned to its original state.

After sitting in place for a while, he got up from the ground, took off the handkerchief in his hand, and couldn't help asking, "Sister Yue, can you help me bear some pain with this handkerchief?" ”

The moon-white figure said in a cold voice: "Yes." ”

Luo Qingzhou asked again: "Then will the effect of my cultivation be slightly weaker than last night and the night before?" ”

The moon-white figure said lightly: "No." ”

Luo Qingzhou fell silent.

On the bell tower, there was silence again.

After a long time, Luo Qingzhou looked at her with a faint gaze and said, "Why didn't Sister Yue tell me earlier?" Is it deliberately trying to make me hurt more? ”

Yuebai's figure looked at him and said, "Your own first choice is to bite her socks, isn't it?" ”

Luo Qingzhou: "......"

"Sister Yue, look, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

Luo Qingzhou changed the topic, and when she didn't look up, she dared to pat herself and say, "I believe that if Sister Yue shows her face, it will be even more beautiful than the moonlight tonight." ”

"When—"

The bell suddenly rang again!

Luo Qingzhou's heart trembled, and he hurriedly bit the handkerchief in his mouth.

Another half hour.

Luo Qingzhou collapsed on the ground, dying, and never dared to speak nonsense.

"When—"

After a moment's rest, the bell rang again.

I practiced it four times tonight.

Luo Qingzhou died and came back to life four times, but compared to last night and the night before, it was still much better.

After it is over.

The Yuebai figure still didn't speak, and left directly.

Luo Qingzhou rested in the bell tower for a while, and after regaining some strength, he got up and left.

While flying slowly, he couldn't help but take out the communication treasure and complained to Sister Yue: [Xiaoyue, your senior sister is so hateful! Biting her handkerchief would relieve the pain, but she didn't tell me, and it would be better for me to die for two whole nights! If I hadn't been able to beat her, I'd have just kicked her in the ass and sent her flying out of town.]

After a while.

The message replied: [Haha, brother, sister supports you! ] However, my brother has to endure the humiliation for the time being, and he will secretly live and lick her well. When her brother cultivates more than her in the future, he must take revenge on Xue Shame, ravage her well, and let her kneel down and call grandpa! Hahaha......]

Luo Qingzhou: [Hey! Just let her call her brother.]

When he was about to arrive at the Mandarin Duck Tower, he hurriedly put his things away.

The moon-white figure stood on the cornice, cold as snow, with a fluttering white skirt, looking at him motionlessly.

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