After Ding Xiu left, Zhao Yu and Erha returned to the mansion.

Jiang Yuyan had already prepared the meal, and the three of them sat around the dining table in the inner hall and ate their meals.

Except for Erha, a heartless guy, Jiang Yuyan could see at a glance that Zhao Yu seemed to have something on his mind.

"Childe has something to worry about?"

After Jiang Yuyan pondered for a long time, she finally couldn't help but look up and ask.

Zhao Yu shook his head, but his eyes were staring at Jiang Yuyan with a concerned face in front of him.

Maybe......

It's not impossible to teach her grafts.

After all, Zhao Yu could also see that the reason why Jiang Yuyan in his memory was ruthless was completely forced out by the bad environment he was in.

And now she is still a pure-minded girl.

But even so, if it wasn't for An Jianqing's compulsion, Zhao Yu would not have taken this risk.

Just like a knife in the wind, no one knows what will become of the human mind after coming into contact with something.

The wind knife without authority is still the prodigal son in his bones, but once he has been in power for a long time, he can give up his disability.

In the same way, Jiang Yuyan, who does not have peerless martial arts, may be just a girl with a pure mind, but once she masters the grafting, no one can say what she will become.

But now that An Jianqing has been forced to this point, it is impossible for him to watch the people around him die.

Besides, the dead wood burial flowers are still in their hands......

"Don't clean up yet, follow me into the inner hall!"

After eating, Zhao Yu called out to Jiang Yuyan, who was about to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and said in a deep voice.

"Huh?!"

Jiang Yuyan was stunned for a moment, and then a touch of red appeared on her face.

Erha, who was burping, was also stunned, then picked up the shield on his side, showed a shyness to Zhao Yu, and turned around and walked out of the hall.

When he was about to go out, he didn't forget to close the door for Zhao Yu and Jiang Yuyan.

……

In the inner hall, Zhao Yuduan sat on the bed, pointed to the position in front of him, and said to Jiang Yuyan: "The outer shirt and inner jacket have been removed." ”

"Childe ......"

Jiang Yuyan stood in front of the bed. Looks a little at a loss.

She didn't reject Zhao Yu, but handing herself over so simply and rudely was somewhat aggrieved for a yellow flower girl.

"Forehead ......"

Zhao Yu looked at Jiang Yuyan's slightly aggrieved expression, only then did he react, and hurriedly explained: "Don't misunderstand, I ......"

Jiang Yuyan bit her lip, and without waiting for Zhao Yu to finish speaking, she stretched out her hand to slowly take off her coat and said softly: "Yuyan is in the goulan, it was the son who rescued me, and when Yuyan Jiangfu was humiliated, it was the son who helped me, and Yuyan couldn't ......repay it."

"Stop, stop!!"

Seeing Jiang Yuyan take off her coat and underwear, and then reach out to untie the belt of her obscene clothes, Zhao Yu was suddenly taken aback.

"Childe?"

Seeing that Zhao Yu's face was redder than hers, Jiang Yuyan frowned slightly.

Although she was in the mansion during this time, every time her son returned late, she could still smell the fat powder on her body.

Since Childe is also lingering among the flowers and willows, why does he have such a look after seeing her loose clothes and unties?

Is Childe disgusted with himself?

Just when Jiang Yuyan was thinking nonsense, Zhao Yu hurriedly opened his mouth to explain, just passing on his skills, not doing what he thought.

Jiang Yuyan, who heard the explanation, breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but also had a trace of loss that was not easy to detect.

The two sat on the bed, and Zhao Yu slowly raised his hands and imprinted them on Jiang Yuyan's soft back.

Sensing the softness coming from the palm of his hand, Zhao Yu couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement.

He is not a moral saint, so it is strange that such a beauty can not be moved.

Especially now, with his palms on Jiang Yuyan's back, a fragrant picture of pushing the dragon crossed flashed in Zhao Yu's mind!

Slip ......

Zhao Yu gasped, suppressed even the messy thoughts in his heart, and his palms fell lightly on Jiang Yuyan's back, his internal strength worked slightly, and slowly traveled along the meridians throughout his body.

The reason why he wanted to pass on the gong like this, in fact, after Zhao Yu learned to transfer flowers and trees, that thing disappeared into the system backpack.

If you want to pass it on to Jiang Yuyan, you can only pass the way of transferring flowers and grafting wood to flow through Jiang Yuyan's body.

The energy rushed into Jiang Yuyan's Shen Yi along the meridians, wandering all over his body, like a gentle chief, brushing Jiang Yuyan's whole body.

"Huh~~"

When the energy swept through the acupoints around her body, Jiang Yuyan involuntarily let out a strange snort.

And with this soft hum, Zhao Yu's originally suppressed thoughts resurfaced again.

After all, he is a man with strong blood, although this period actually lingers in the hook column, but it is purely for academic research, and he is still like a jade until now.

As soon as this strange voice came out at this moment, Zhao Yu suddenly felt an evil fire rush up to the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Between the internal energy flow and the two, distraction is the most taboo at this time. Zhao Yu could only take a sharp breath and forcibly suppressed the heat.

"Remember the Tricks of Inner Breath and the Directions of Wandering......"

Zhao Yu's palms moved slightly, moved down an inch, and then suddenly poured his strong internal strength into his palms.

"Hiss......"

In an instant, he clearly felt Jiang Yuyan's body tremble.

Breaking through the entrance, especially the second pulse of Ren Du, even ordinary martial artists can't bear this severe pain.

But Jiang Yuyan in front of her just gasped.

After a stick of incense, Zhao Yu withdrew his palms, and the two of them were already sweating profusely.

"Good...... Forehead!? ”

Zhao Yu was just about to get up, but Jiang Yuyan, who was sitting in front of him, fell softly into his arms.

Gentle and soft, Zhao Yu looked at Jiang Yuyan who was sweating profusely, and an evil thought in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

And Jiang Yuyan was also out of breath, her smart eyes were full of spring, she looked at Zhao Yu who was holding her, and closed her eyes slightly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just as Zhao Yu was about to stretch out his claws to the panting Jiang Yuyan, there was a powerful knock outside the door of the inner hall.

"Childe, is it over? A few people with knives came out there, saying they were looking for you! ”

Outside the door, Erha knocked on the door and shouted towards the inner hall.

"Damn !!"

Zhao Yu, who was originally angry, was directly disturbed by this reckless man, and he was so angry in his heart!

However, as soon as he heard that there were a few people with knives outside, Zhao Yu didn't dare to hesitate, and after telling Jiang Yuyan to have a good rest, he turned around and walked out of the door.

"What about people?"

Zhao Yu had a dark face and looked at Erha, who was standing outside the door with a strange expression.

For the old man, the most irritating thing is that he was about to pick up a gun and get on the horse, but was suddenly disturbed.

This is going to be the root of the disease!!

"Just outside the house......"

Although Erha is not smart, it can be seen that Zhao Yu at this time is a powder keg, whoever touches it will die!!