Du Rui stopped suddenly.

Wei Yue hurriedly took half a step forward and turned sideways to face Du Rui.

Mo Chou walked to the other side, holding the scabbard in his left hand, pressing his right hand on the hilt of the sword, bending down slightly, waiting for Du Rui's command, this kind of command may never be there, however, the necessary attitude is still there.

Du Rui glanced up at the sky and furrowed his eyebrows, as if he was thinking about something.

In the middle of the night, he took two steps to the side and came to the foot of a peach tree, where there was a bamboo branch leaning against the tree, and on it there were a few yellow bamboo leaves that had not fallen.

Du Rui picked up the bamboo branch, held it in his hand, and threw it, the weight seemed to make him more satisfied, and he had a happy smile on his face, and the smile was innocent.

Then, he looked at Hye-jin.

Hui Zhendao put his hands in front of his chest, with a sneering face, and saw Du Rui looking at him, although the ridicule at the corner of his mouth disappeared, he maintained that attitude of not caring and grinning.

Little Du Rui has a deep impression of Hui Zhen.

Sometimes, Wei Yue and Mo Chou have things, and when they are not by Du Rui's side at the same time, they will let Hui Zhen take care of them temporarily.

There are not many times like this, only once or twice in the past year or two.

This guy will let Du Rui wander in the peach forest, and then hide aside and turn into a monster, making all kinds of strange noises to scare Du Rui and enjoy himself.

As a pariah, having the opportunity to tease the high-ranking royal family can bring supreme fun to a guy like Hui Zhen, anyway, Du Rui, an idiot, is just like a cicada, he only has a few breaths of memory, and after these few breaths, he will forget what happened before.

It's a bit risky, but it's worth it.

This can make Hui Zhen feel satisfied, just like prostituting the most beautiful female Taoist priest in the Jade Immortal Temple.

In the previous life, in order to ascend to the throne, Du Rui studied psychology and anthropology for a period of time, and he somewhat understood the reason why Huizhen Daoist was so bold.

This fat thing, before he became a monk, was mostly bullied by powerful people.

He had no way to take revenge, but to vent his anger on the powerless little Du Rui, and the true cause of this anger may have been buried in his heart and forgotten for a long time.

He was just inexplicably angry, trying to find an outlet for that anger.

Du Rui understands him, but he can't forgive him.

Now, I'm just stupid, and I don't have many times to go crazy.

Next, we need to let people know what madness is.

In this way, it will be convenient to do things later.

With a smile on his face, Du Rui stared at Hui Zhen without blinking, gently waving a bamboo branch in his hand, and strode towards Hui Zhen, never leaving his gaze.

At first, Hui Zhen looked at Du Rui with amusement.

Gradually, the expression on his face began to become cramped, no longer looking indifferent, his hands involuntarily let go, instead of continuing to hug his chest, he subconsciously lowered his waist, and his eyes began to wander, not daring to look directly at Du Rui, but looking at his lower left.

He still had a smile on his face, but an awkward one.

The little man walking on the opposite side was only the figure of a six- or seven-year-old child, but it brought him an inexplicable pressure, and the strong mask that he forcibly disguised was shattering little by little, close to collapse.

Handan-kun!

This is the prince with the title of king!

At this time, Hui Zhen regretted that it was completely meaningless to tease the other party for what purpose he had in the first place......

But what exactly is this kid going to do?

Could it be that he remembered what he had done to him?

This thought suddenly appeared, Hui Zhen's face turned white as soon as he brushed the ground, his back, sweat gushed like a spring, and his clothes were soaked in an instant, his body trembled involuntarily, and his robe trembled, like a strong wind blowing.

He tried to turn and run away, but his legs were weak and he couldn't take a step.

The whole person seemed to have been immobilized by the method, standing stiffly at the wooden door, waiting for Du Rui to come slowly.

The distance of more than a dozen steps must be within reach.

Du Rui stood three feet in front of Hui Zhen, tilting his head to look each other up and down, still with a smile on his face, the smile was as clear as ever, pure as a baby.

Then, he raised his hand.

The bamboo branch shook like a whip and whipped towards Hye Jin.

Du Rui's movements were not fast, and Hui Zhen had no time to dodge at all.

However, he did not have the slightest idea of dodging, although he subconsciously had the urge to reach out in front of him, but he also forcibly suppressed this impulse.

He grimaced and let the bamboo branches swing down.

"Whew......"

With a soft sound, the bamboo branch slapped on Hui Zhen's face, leaving a very deep red mark.

Hui Zhen cracked his mouth, a breath of cold air twitched at the corner of his mouth, and his face was hot and painful, he couldn't help it, and instead of shouting out loud, he continued to laugh, like a fool.

Du Rui frowned, turned his head and looked at Hui Zhen from a different angle.

Doesn't seem to be happy with the red mark.

Then, he waved the bamboo branch and drew it towards Hui Zhen with his backhand.

"Whew......"

There was another soft thud.

There was an extra red mark on Hui Zhen's face, which crossed with another red mark, and this time, the branches of the bamboo branch were damaged, which also cut Hui Zhen's cheeks, and blood beads slowly rolled down his face.

Hye-jin didn't raise her hand to wipe away the beads of blood, but let it slip off.

He looked at Du Rui, his eyes mixed with flattery and fear.

After feeling that Du Rui didn't mean to wave the bamboo branch again, he slowly bent down, bent down and knelt on the ground, his forehead against the muddy ground, and knocked hard, like pounding garlic.

"Noble! Wishful and auspicious, long life and 100 years old......"

His voice trembled.

That's when he felt scared.

Many years ago, when the young man in fresh clothes and angry horses whipped him wildly, the fear he felt at that time hit his heart again.

The person opposite, even if he is stupid and stupid, can easily pinch himself to death, just like pinching an ant to death.

At this time, Du Rui threw away the bamboo branch.

He looked up at the sky, clapping his hands incessantly, laughing as if no one was around, and his eyes were full of satisfaction, like a child getting a beloved toy.

On one side, Mo Chou was silent.

When Du Rui was four years old, the year she was disgusted today, she was arranged to serve beside Du Rui.

At that time, Du Rui was demented most of the time, and she liked to talk in his ear, rambling and talking, as for what he said? She doesn't remember now.

At that time, Du Rui occasionally went crazy.

He had walked and run around the court shirtless many times, shouting a trumpet in his mouth, and as if no one was around, the posture was like he was now.

Like Wei Yue, she had also seen Du Rui when he suddenly woke up.

That gaze made her strange, even frightened.

Later, she became silent.

Wei Yue glanced at Du Rui with a complicated expression.

He clasped his hands in his sleeves, stepped forward in small steps, stretched out his right foot, and gently kicked Hui Zhen, who was lying on the ground and didn't dare to look up, and said in a deep voice.

"Daoist, don't hurry up and prepare the frame, Shaojun wants to travel......"

"No!"

Hearing Wei Yue's voice, Hui Zhen's body suddenly shook.

He got up suddenly, the expression on his face was like a big surprise, he didn't dare to look at Du Rui at all, just bowed his head and bent over, facing Du Rui and retreated backwards, after retreating more than a dozen steps, he dared to turn around and gallop towards the stable outside the wall.

Not long after, Du Rui got into the carriage.

Wei Yue served as a coachman in front of him, and Du Rui and Mo Chou sat in the carriage of the two-wheeled carriage, with windows open on both sides of the carriage and covered with thick curtains.

The speed of the car was not fast, and the wind blew backwards, blowing the curtain slightly and shaking, but it did not blow into the carriage.

Du Rui leaned his back against the carriage, his body shook with the shaking of the carriage, he closed his eyes, as if he was sleeping, knowing the sea, the scriptures of the fish and dragon slowly unfolded, above the moist dantian, the area of the rain cumulus clouds was getting bigger and bigger, the true qi was no longer like fog, and there were faint dew drops gathering.

The carriage is relatively narrow, and it is enough to sit two people, that is, Du Rui is thin and small, so it does not look cramped.

Mo Chou sat next to Du Rui, his left hand still holding the scabbard tightly, and gradually, Du Rui's body pressed against her right side, leaning against her tightly.

Mo Chou took him in his arms and tried to make him as comfortable as possible.

Du Rui beat Hui Zhen, his thoughts became accessible, and at the same time, he also consumed a lot of energy, got into the carriage, and immersed himself in cultivation, his mind was like floating clouds, with nothing to rely on, nothing to rely on, and he was in a trance......

It's only been a short day of cultivation now.

No matter how high his talent is, no matter how domineering this technique is, it is impossible to change it in just a few days, first of all, the dantian qi sea must become an ocean, and the true qi will form a liquid shape. Cultivating low-level exercises can only form gaseous true qi, and only Xuan Gong such as the Ichthyosaurus Transformation can make the true qi take on a liquid form.

When the dantian qi sea is full of true qi, overflowing, and forming a long river, you can impact the perineum* acupoint.

Once you break into the Du Mai, the body can get a qualitative change.

In almost all esoteric exercises, the first step is the same.

However, what was surprising was that the true qi in Du Rui's dantian was filled extremely quickly, and it was changing all the time, as if they already existed, and at this time they were just scrambling to appear!

The carriage galloped forward, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

The interior of the car is sometimes gentle, sometimes bumpy.

Outside the car is sometimes noisy, sometimes quiet.

After some time, the carriage stopped.

Wei Yue jumped out of the carriage, opened the carriage door, and said softly.

"Shaojun, we're here!"

Du Rui still closed his eyes and leaned on Mo Chou's body.

Wei Yue glanced at Mo Chou.

"Girl, I'm tired ......"

Mo Chou gently grabbed Du Rui's waist with his right hand, picked up Du Rui with one hand, carried Du Rui out of the carriage, and jumped lightly to the ground.

A series of actions in one go.

Jumping to the ground, silently,

Although Du Rui is thin and small, he is only sixty or seventy pounds, it is not easy to pick him up with one hand, and it is even more difficult to be as easy as Mo Chou.

In the court, there is a rumor, that is, in addition to a group of eunuchs who have secretly received murder cultivation since childhood, there are also a group of palace maids who are practicing kendo, and the best of them will generally become the personal maids of the nobles in the palace, and Mo Chou is one of these palace maids.

When he followed Du Rui, Mo Chou was nineteen years old, and in a blink of an eye, he was now twenty-five years old.

In this life, it seems that this is the end!

After Mrs. Shu ascended to heaven, they became rootless trees.

Sighing silently, Wei Yue turned around and his gaze fell on the plaque diagonally above.

On the black plaque, there are two vigorous and powerful golden characters.

"Xinglu ......"