Zhao Xuan didn't move when he heard this, he looked at Feng Jing who was hanging down outside the door strangely, and said uninterestingly: "If there is anything, just say it here." Although he also felt that it was extremely abnormal for a young beauty in the middle of the night to ask a big man if I could enter your room, Feng Jing's purpose for coming at this time was probably even more abnormal, so he did not "politely" give in to the other party.

Clinker Feng Jing was just silent, and after a while, the little girl's head hung lower, her pointed chin was pressed against the center of the collarbone on both sides, and her face was even more flushed, and suddenly she took a step forward and opened her hands, as if she wanted to hug Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuanyi then took a step back, and her brows finally furrowed.

Feng Jing seemed to be a little overwhelmed, her hand was raised awkwardly for a while, then she withdrew it suddenly, hanging down in front of her lower abdomen and writhing with each other, her voice was like a mosquito fly: "I...... I ......"

Zhao Xuan interrupted: "If it's okay, you go back first, I still have something to do." ”

Feng Jing's shoulders trembled, and her little face seemed to turn white, but then, she seemed to have made a decision, and suddenly raised her head and looked directly at Zhao Xuan, her eyelashes trembled, and her voice trembled slightly: "I...... Am I ugly......"

Isn't it ugly?

Of course not!

To say that she is absolutely beautiful, although she is only middle and upper in Zhao Xuan's eyes, in this world, she is definitely at the level of otaku gods and goddesses. Especially at this time, there is a trace of shyness in the weakness, which is really pitiful to me, which makes people think about it and dream about it. However, Zhao Xuan didn't have any desire, and shook his head indifferently: "Of course it's not ugly, if you're also ugly, there aren't many people in this world who can see it." ”

He is telling the truth, this world does not have it, it does not mean that there is no other world.

But Feng Jing's face turned red. I thought Zhao Xuan was doing it on purpose. A pair of soft eyes almost dripped water: "That...... Then you don't want to ......" seems to feel that what he is about to say is too explicit. She lowered her head deeply again, gasped involuntarily, and quietly moved her steps to Zhao Xuan's side.

Zhao Xuan didn't move this time, a playful light flashed in his eyes, he looked at the beauty beside him, and said strangely: "What do you want to say?"

Feng Jing didn't say anything this time, and fell forward suddenly. The weak and boneless delicate body plunged into Zhao Xuan's arms, and his voice was low and trembling: "I...... I can give you ......" his body trembled slightly.

Zhao Xuan suddenly laughed, he didn't know why Feng Jing did this, but he only knew three points.

First, he is not familiar with Feng Jing, and there is no love between the two, let alone love;

second, he had long said that he was just lending money to Feng Jing, and Feng Jing couldn't "repay" him like this;

Third, even if Feng Jing was really grateful that he lent her money. If you want to repay, there are many ways to repay. There is no need to "make a promise".

After these three points, Feng Jing's current behavior is a little interesting.

First of all, the two are not familiar with each other, and there is no emotional basis at all, if Feng Jing knows how to respect and love himself, even if he is grateful, he will not "promise each other"; secondly, he just lent money to Feng Jing, even if it was "sending charcoal in the snow", and he didn't let you pay it back, it was worth sending it to the door? Finally, suppose Feng Jing secretly felt affection for him because of gratitude, and became a little like him, but liking and love are two different things, and there is no need to be so anxious to "dedicate himself".

What's more, if Feng Jing is really a person who strives for self-improvement, how can he be committed to others because of only two million?

Obviously, Zhao Xuan is not the protagonist of the stallion novel, and there is no kind of "confidence" that a woman would like him, let alone the kind of three views that are distorted to the extreme.

Is it normal to make a promise?

Normal your sister!

It's okay if there is an emotional foundation, but the two have not known each other for two months, and they have a Mao's emotional foundation......

That's right! Borrow money! Borrow a lot! And without hesitation or distress, he dared to borrow two million from someone he didn't know!

A young man in his twenties, not too ugly, still has money, and more importantly, special abilities that ordinary people don't have...... Tsk tsk, the human subconscious is really a good thing!

Zhao Xuan didn't know if what he suspected was right or not, Feng Jing didn't seem to be that kind of person, but some of people's behaviors were not realized by the conscious at all, but were dominated by the subconscious.

In other words, Feng Jing may not have had that kind of thought, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior. But in her subconscious, that thought must have arisen. Maybe there was also in the conscious consciousness, that kind of thought was just a fleeting thought, and she didn't care about it herself, and she didn't pay attention to it. But it is this kind of thing that does not care and does not pay attention to it that often governs people's behavior and becomes the cause of all people's actions.

There is only one reason for people to act, but there are many reasons.

Because people can't face their own hearts and decide to do something, they will find a lot of reasons and reasons for doing that thing, and even ...... Excuse!

This is human nature, naked human nature!

Zhao Xuan didn't push the other party away, he was not a saint, it was just an ordinary loan relationship, but the other party had to give interest, why didn't he do it? Not to mention that he could teach the other party a lesson.

Driven by the same human nature, he also made an excuse for his next behavior, hooked the corners of his mouth, and showed an evil smile: "Or is it not the first time?"

Feng Jing's face turned white in an instant.

It is undeniable that in Feng Jing's heart, her behavior definitely belongs to "making a promise with her body", but Zhao Xuan's naked sentence of "is it the first time" made this pure "promise with her body" become a financial transaction. How does this make her deal with herself?

But for some reason, she didn't push Zhao Xuan away angrily, but bit her lower lip and spit out a word heavily: "Yes!" seemed to use all her strength.

Maybe she is thinking in her heart now: Today will be regarded as a reward for Zhao Xuan's "charcoal in the snow", and if she returns the money to Zhao Xuan in the future, the two of them will have nothing to do with each other.

But...... Who knows?

Here, Zhao Xuan smiled "evilly" again and said softly: "It's good." The tone changed, and it became more gentle: "Sleep...... Go to sleep...... Hurry up and sleep......" In his arms, Feng Jing listened to his lower and lower voice, his eyelids became lower and lower, and unconsciously, his consciousness sank and fell into a drowsy sleep.

But her face was red, and her body was as soft as water, as if she had dreamed of something that could not be said.

Zhao Xuan smiled "evilly" again, and with a wave of his hand, Feng Jing's body was held up out of thin air by internal force, and he was placed on the bed safely, and then he took out a book from the Xuanzhu space.

chun.gong.tu？

Of course not!

If the girl who went to Beiping for the first time with Zhao Xuan saw this book, she would definitely recognize that this was the ancient book with obscene words such as "virgin", "falling red", and "fitting", but this was not an ancient little yellow book that the girl imagined!

I saw that in front of the word "fit", there was suddenly the word "don't need", which were connected together, and it was obvious that there was no need to fit.

This book is indeed very evil, but it is not a matter of men and women, but - exercises!

This is a book called "Blood Nerve", the book says that based on a drop of one's own blood, with ninety-nine eighty-one external medicines, you can practice a drop of blood that can suck people's essence blood, called 'Blood God'. It's just that since ancient times, evil things and evil laws have been afraid of dog blood, chicken blood, yin blood and other things, among which dog blood needs black dog blood, chicken blood needs rooster blood, and yin blood is the blood of the moon yin, which is actually the blood of women's menstruation, that is, the great aunt. Among the many things that restrain evil things and evil laws, it is precisely the woman's aunt who is the most powerful. And the 'Blood Nerve' is an evil method, and the 'Blood God Drop' that has been practiced is naturally afraid of these things, so after the practice, there is still a process.

This process is to use the twelve drops of virgin red of different genera and medicine as a hone to refine the 'blood god'. In fact, Luohong also has the effect of restraining evil things and evil methods, but it is not as filthy as the blood of the moon, nor is it as powerful as the blood of the moon. Combined with 7749 kinds of medicines, the 'Blood God' can no longer be afraid of dog blood, chicken blood, yin blood and other things. This is also the most important step for the 'Blood God' to generate yang and turn from evil to good.

When Zhao Xuan first saw this method, although he was also a little moved, he had no intention of practicing. After all, where did he go to find twelve drops of virgin red, but today's incident gave him a hint of inspiration: he had room for Xuanzhu left and right, and he could keep the effect of blood indefinitely. As long as he has enough patience, if he encounters something like this today a few more times, why worry about not being able to get together twelve drops of blood?

thought about it, but seeing him wave his hand, Feng Jing's clothes on the bed were windless and slowly slid down. Then he took out a porcelain vase from the space, and with a hook of his fingers, a ball of blood floated out from somewhere and was contained in the porcelain vase. Immediately afterwards, he put the porcelain vase into the Xuanzhu space.

Is this another bloodlight disaster?

After doing all this, Zhao Xuan suddenly smiled, as if ignoring someone on the bed, took the iron cage containing the little mouse at the foot of the bed, and opened the perspective of the Yuan Shen to slowly investigate.

The heart is like water, and there is no thought, and wealth is empty, and all thoughts are not born.

But...... Isn't attachment to cultivation a kind of desire?

......

The next day, Feng Jing woke up from her sleep and left with Ma Lingling with a complicated mood.

Grief, grievance, sorrow, sorrow?

Nobody knows.

But everything has a cause and effect, and if it weren't for her actions last night, she wouldn't have suffered such a retribution.

Zhao Xuan continued to return to the state of meditating and teasing rats all day long, but in addition, he had one more thing - refining the 'Blood God'!

Although he hasn't had twelve drops of red yet, it's not that the 'Blood God' can't be practiced without red. It's just that if there is no last step, the 'Blood God' will be awe-inspiring, afraid of dog blood, chicken blood, yin blood, etc., and can only be regarded as a semi-finished product.

But semi-finished products are semi-finished products, so it's better to practice them and have fun, isn't it?

It just so happened that the ninety-nine eighty-one external medicines for refining the 'Blood God' in the Xuanzhu space were not bad, and since then, Zhao Xuanzai had a second job in addition to teasing mice.

It takes ninety-nine eighty-one days to refine the Blood God, and every day needs to be tempered with ninety-nine eighty-one external medicines, which can be described as extremely complicated.

Time passed slowly in Zhao Xuan's practice. (To be continued......)