Chapter 69: One Hundred Years

Zhao Qing didn't wander around anymore after leaving the Bloody Clothes Building, and went straight to the Zongmen stove room.

His steps were light, and his thoughts wandered.

looked at the orange in his hand and put it directly into the storage ring.

I just talked to Zhou Xiaoyi, and I ate three or five after a while, who can stand eating this thing all the time?

"The little girl seems to be a little annoyed?"

Zhao Qing shook his head slightly, not caring.

My aunt wants to refine the elixir, but there is no one, and there is no one!

Not only did he not, but he also stimulated her verbally, and finally gave her something......

A smile appeared in Zhao Qing's eyes.

No matter how much you do, you won't be able to withstand the dimensionality reduction blow from the 21st century.

The main thing is a shameless.

The bloody eyes of the cold woman appeared in his mind, and his heart trembled.

If you can tease, you can tease, and if you can't, you won't lose.

Good food is not afraid of late ......

Β·

The twilight clouds merge, and the sunset melts gold.

Shouyun Mountain in late autumn is desolate, and only a few handymen can occasionally be seen collecting firewood at the foot of the mountain.

Zhao Qing's eyes swept over, did not stop, and walked directly to the last courtyard.

I was like them......

"Huh!?"

Zhao Qing's thoughts instantly stopped, and Shuyue's condensation succeeded!?

He clearly sensed in his consciousness that there was a fluctuation in the Qi refining period in his home, which was very weak.

In the gentle friction sound, the brand new courtyard door in front of him was opened, and no one was visible.

The next moment, his wife instantly leaned out from behind the door and rushed into his arms.

"Husband! Look at me! ”

Zhao Qing closed the door with his backhand, lowered his head and stroked his wife's hair, and hugged her sideways.

Wang Shuyue felt the powerful arms under her body, and pressed her delicate body tightly against her husband.

"Shuyue has a spiritual root! Husband! ”

Zhao Qing grinned: "It's indeed the first level of qi refining, wait until the next time I see Senior Brother Pei Jin, ask him if he can test the spirit root in advance." ”

The wife shook her head lightly and said, "Let's wait for tomorrow spring, don't bother others." ”

Her eyebrows were full of joy, and her two small hands joined behind her husband.

Zhao Qing thought about it for a while, this is okay. It just so happens that in winter, you can also save up the exercises that Shuyue needs.

He nodded slightly: "Okay, then I'll wait for tomorrow spring." ”

The two entered the bedroom, and Wang Shuyue walked happily.

She closed the window lattice: "What does my husband want to eat today, I ......"

In the middle of her words, Wang Shuyue's movements suddenly stopped, and two lines of tears had fallen from the corners of her eyes.

She turned around and hugged her husband tightly, choked up, "Zhao Qing, I can live for a long time, right?" ”

"I'm not going to die of old age, am I?"

Zhao Qing stretched out his hand to wipe the clear liquid from his wife's cheeks: "Yes, we can be together for a long time." ”

The woman was silent, her delicate body trembling slightly.

After a while, she suddenly ripped off her husband's robe like a kitten and bit it.

Leaves wisps of fluid and shallow tooth marks.

Zhao Qing's body tensed suddenly, and he felt a tingling pain in his side shoulder.

Familiar and somewhat unfamiliar memories floated in front of me.

That was the first time there was a beast tide in Shouyun Mountain, and he took his wife to hide in Beifang Huima Lane......

In the secluded little bedroom, only the candle flame flickered.

There was only one bed and one table.

It's a bit inconvenient to move around.

That night, Shuyue bit and hit herself......

He looked down at his wrist, and the tooth marks on it were gone.

But the girl's cold voice is still in my ears.

"You didn't bring an amulet when you went out today! What do you want to do Zhao Qing! ”

"Don't lie to yourself, you don't have any spirit stones!"

"I'm sure you'll be nice to me."

"Burying Yunshan with her husband is the best destination for Shuyue, and her husband is an immortal master, Shuyue...... I'm afraid I can't be white-headed with you. ”

It was the first time he was annoyed when he saw his docile wife......

At that time, he had nothing, all the spirit stones had paid the rent, and he only had a mortal wife.

And the wife only has herself.

From beginning to end, there is only yourself.

Zhao Qing took a deep breath and pressed his wife's head his chest.

"My Shuyue is a fairy, we will walk together for a hundred years, a thousand years."

Wang Shuyue felt the powerful beating of her husband's chest with a side face, her eyes were blank, and she murmured: "A hundred years of Shuyue will be content." ”

"Was the husband looking at the tooth marks just now?"

She knelt on her knees and picked up Zhao Qing's arm and took a bite.

???

Zhao Qing was stunned.

"Why do you love to bite so much?"

The wife knelt on her feet, raised her delicate chin, the swan neck was clearly defined, and the eyes of Jian Shui Qiu glared at Zhao Qing fiercely.

"Who told you to trick me into eating that?"

Zhao Qing was stunned: "Don't you eat every day now?" ”

The woman glared angrily, and her reddish cheeks tilted up, revealing a slender gooseneck.

Said softly: "Shuyue can still eat for a hundred years......"

After half a stick of incense, Zhao Qing put his palm on the back of the girl's head and stroked it gently.

Β·

In the evening, Zhao Qing walked out of the quiet room.

The spiritual power in the jade pillow pass gathered his eyes, driving the divine sense to sweep around.

The world in front of me suddenly became black and white.

Wisps of flocculent aura, condensed in one place of the spirit gathering array eye.

The smoke rising from the stove fire, the lines on the dead leaves...... It's all in mind.

[Gain Psychic Mastery: 1]

[Leaving the Word, Passing the Quiet: First Glimpse of the Doorway, Entering the House (1/10)]

【Genzi Splitting Mountain: Integrating and Perfecting (985/1000)】

【Leaving the Word: Red Practice: Integrating and Perfecting the Fire (65/1000)】

Zhao Qing carefully sensed the situation around him, and the description in the book appeared in his mind.

"The art of clearing the dark can clear the mind, perceive all things, and investigate the falsehood. More for breaking the formation......"

This is a method that supports the divine sense, and cannot be used to ward off enemies, let alone attack.

But Zhao Qing has always wanted to get his hands on it.

First, it can assist in one's own divine consciousness cultivation.

Secondly...... In fact, Zhao Qing has always felt that eyes and divine sense are the most important things at the moment.

What you need is not to resist the crisis, but to see the crisis and plan in advance.

Moreover, the scope of divine perception is wider, and the sense of security in the heart is also more sufficient.

And the most critical point is that he has a copy of "My Views through the Secret Arts" in his hand.

There is a sentence mentioned in it.

"Tongyou is an ancient cultivation technique, refining the unique product of the gods...... There are those who are proficient in the secluded in ancient cultivation, who know the subtleties and know the things. ”

Zhao Qing had noticed it a long time ago.

Specializing in seclusion, seeing subtle knowledge, and learning from things!

This may be an empty phrase for others.

But if you keep accumulating proficiency, you may be able to make progress.

Soon, as soon as the tea time passed, there was a stinging pain in his mind, and the spiritual power in the jade pillow pass was also consumed.

Zhao Qing suddenly came back to his senses.

It's still too reluctant to cast a secret without divine sense......

Wang Shuyue turned over the hare on the stove and said, "Husband, went to the Bloody Clothes Building today, right?" ”

"Shuyue was only happy during the day, and she didn't notice the smell of you."

Zhao Qing sniffed the smell of meat in the courtyard, and his index finger moved.

He walked over to the stove and smiled, "Exactly." ”

"I made an appointment to meet her for you, the frost falls, and there is still half a month."

Wang Shuyue suddenly raised her head and pointed her finger at the tip of her nose: "Me!?" ”

Uh-huh, otherwise?

Zhao Qing nodded: "Of course, the two of us will go together." ”

The woman snorted coquettishly and turned her pretty face sideways: "The husband himself is interested in seeing the color, why did he pull Shuyue on?" ”

?

Zhao Qing frowned slightly.

Am I interested in it?

I'm sorry, I blame you.

He sighed, "Okay, then I'll go myself." ”

Wang Shuyue got up and said hurriedly: "Don't!" ”

She rolled her eyes and said, "You are careless, so as not to collide with other people's ......"