Chapter Twenty-Five: Finger Bullet Sword Qi

There is still a little light smoke floating from the fire in the forest, and the pheasants on the fire have been sacrificed to Zhao Zhijing, Li Mochou and the five visceral temples that are still little girls at this time, and only a few chicken bones left next to the fire still prove that they once existed. Seeing that the sun was about to set, I could only see a small half of the red sunset, and the sunset on the horizon was shining red. Zhao Zhijing and the three of them in the forest at this time were lying on the grass with satisfaction, and Xiaolongnu was lying between Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou with her eyes closed at this time, no, she also stretched out her tongue and licked her lips, thinking about the delicious food she had just eaten in her dreams. Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou looked at each other, their eyes showed a strong affection, and they saw in each other's eyes the good stuff in each other's expressions.

Happy times always fly by, unconsciously, the afterglow of the sunset is no longer shining in this beautiful world, at this time the earth is sprinkled with a cool silver light by the bright moon in the sky, making this world like a fairyland in the moon. When the moonlight was shining, Zhao Zhijing opened his eyes leisurely, the two people around him were still asleep, fortunately, the beasts on the mountain after Zhongnan at this time were almost cleaned up by Zhao Zhijing, otherwise if a tiger or mountain leopard found that they were not the slightest defenseless when they were all asleep, an unexpected accident might occur when they attacked. Thinking of this, Zhao Zhijing kept sighing that it was not the first time that he had slept in the mountains and forests, but it was the first time that he had no slightest defense like this, Zhongnan was really the warmest harbor in his heart, and even the back mountain of Zhongnan felt so warm, he fell asleep here defenselessly, and his mind was like returning to his mother body without the slightest vigilance.

Zhao Zhijing got up from the grass, stretched out his hand and gently scratched Li Mochou's nose, Li Mochou snorted softly, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that Zhao Zhijing was playing with himself, glared at Zhao Zhijing fiercely, and then turned up from the grass. Looking at the moon in the sky, Li Mochou felt that time passed so fast, he just slept well, the sun in the sky changed into the bright moon at this time, and he was going back to the ancient tomb again.

On the path in the forest, Zhao Zhijing carried the little dragon girl on his back, and led Li Mochou to walk on this quiet path. Xiaolongnu woke up from the dream and opened her hazy eyes, and saw that she was on the back of the big brother she met today, and there was a warm breath coming from his body, which was similar to when his master and sister carried him, but it was a little different, but the feeling of safety was still so strong, and then he stretched out his chubby little hand and hugged Zhao Zhijing's neck tightly, and slept quietly on Zhao Zhijing's back. Zhao Zhijing held Li Mochou, who was shining with a look in his eyes, felt the warmth coming from his back, and couldn't help but think, "At this time, how much like a family of three in the future, a happy and warm family, how happy people living in such a home should be." Thinking of this, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help laughing, and his face was still filled with a happy smile. Li Mochou heard Zhao Zhijing's laughter, turned his eyes to look at the distance, looked at Zhao Zhijing who was smiling and asked: "Brother Zhijing, what are you laughing at, you are so happy, it makes me happy and happy to say it" After saying that, he also looked at him with a look of hope, Zhao Zhijing looked at Li Mochou, turned his head to look at the scenery in the distance and said to Li Mochou: "Mochou, do you say that at this time, do we want to be a family, a family with a happy life?"

Li Mochou heard Zhao Zhijing's undisguised words, at this time she was no longer a person who didn't understand anything, she could naturally hear the words of the person she loved, her face showed a touch of blush, and she leaned on Zhao Zhijing's body with a happy face. Zhao Zhijing turned to Li Mochou and said: "Mochou, I have decided that after I finish these recent imminent things, I will tell my master about the two of us, and I will also go to the ancient tomb to propose marriage to your master, I have decided to give you a warm and happy home, a home that belongs to us, do you say okay?"

Li Mochou heard Zhao Zhijing's words, there was only a thick happiness on his face, if an ordinary secular woman heard the language at this time, she would have run away shyly, only a simple-minded person like the Tomb Sect would only feel that she was happy, and would not feel a strong shyness.

When he was about to reach the door of the ancient tomb, Zhao Zhijing handed over the little dragon girl on his back to Li Mochou's hands, the little dragon girl opened her eyes like black pearls and looked at Zhao Zhijing, her face was full of happy smiles, Zhao Zhijing pecked lightly on Li Mochou's face, touched the little dragon girl's head, looked at the little dragon girl's pink face, and kissed it lightly on it, watching the two walk into the ancient tomb, until the door of the ancient tomb slammed shut, Zhao Zhijing turned around and stepped on the mountain path and walked towards Chongyang Palace.

Zhao Zhijing walked on the path in the forest without hurry, and observed the surrounding environment from time to time when walking, the white-clothed purple sandalwood sword, in this white moonlight, is simply a beautiful son, if it is seen by some girls who are deep in the spring boudoir, it will definitely stage a touching love story. Zhao Zhijing walked in the forest for nearly a cup of tea in this way, if he had arrived at Chongyang Palace in normal times, but at this time he was much farther away from Chongyang Palace and the ancient tomb than before, and came to a waterhole, where the clear water reflected the bright moon in the sky. The moon in the water and the moon in the sky seem to be so harmonious. Zhao Zhijing stopped, looked at the bright moon in the waterhole in front of him and said: "Your Excellency, you have been following me for so long, and you don't plan to come out yet, do you want to follow until dawn? Zhao Zhijing waited for a while and still didn't see anyone come out, and then turned around as if he was about to leave, but as soon as he took a step, Zhao Zhijing flicked his fingers, and a wisp of true qi popped out of his hand and flew to a tree a few feet away from him. In the dark night, Zhao Zhijing's pitch-black true qi could not be seen, but in Zhao Zhijing's own feelings, the true qi flew to the tree and slashed over the branches, and only the sound of "bang" was heard, and the branches of the tree were broken off the trunk and fell to the ground. The true qi emitted by Zhao Zhijing was not an ordinary true qi, it was a sword qi with a sharp edge, just like a small flying sword, but it would not have the same huge power as the flying sword in the hands of the immortals.