Mahtab climbed up the cliff platform and glanced in the direction of the spring, which reflected the moonlight, rippling blue waves, and a white moon in the water. She suddenly felt the urge to jump in and take a shower, but she thought of the person she was trying to find, and then dismissed the idea.

That person is too shameless, if she jumps into the pool to take a bath, he will definitely peek at it, saying that he may not come to wash it together, so she won't suffer this loss.

The Persian girl's gaze moved again to the direction of the large tree on the side of the platform, where the shade was shrouded and the light was dim. Suspecting that the Master was hiding in the shadows, she walked over, but still saw no one but a backpack.

She wondered in her heart, where did the master go?

Suddenly, a figure jumped down from the treetops, and a pair of hands covered her eyes, and she was startled, but at this moment she heard a familiar voice.

"Guess who I am?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Mahtab's mouth, and he said his guess very cooperatively: "Well, a big fat pig?"

"Wrong, give you a chance to guess again. Li Zi'an was a little speechless.

Which pig is as good-looking as he is?

Mahtab gave a new guess: "Well, a shameless pervert. ”

Li Zi'an withdrew one hand and twitched it half-lightly and half-heavily on the peerless chassis.

There was a crunch.

The water in the pond is rippling.

"You ......" Mahtab felt ashamed in her heart and wanted to turn around, but the man behind her was close to her, and the hand that hit her was on her eyes again, and she couldn't see or turn away.

"I'll give you one last chance, guess who I am, and I'll hit you if I guess wrong." ”

Mahtab felt like he was being held at gunpoint, and suddenly he became nervous: "You, what are you going to do?"

"Guess. Li Zi'an gave a hint, "Am I your dear?"

You're the most shameless one.

But Mahtab didn't dare to say this, she compromised, and nodded in shame: "You, you are my dear." ”

Li Zi'an let go of his hand and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you guessed right, what reward do you want?"

Mahtab turned around and slammed his fist on the chest, and said in shame, "You bullied me." ”

Li Zi'an grabbed her fist and pulled her into his arms, with a gentle smile on his face: "Beating is kissing and scolding is love, and my sister is my brother's heart." ”

Mahtab's face turned a big blush, and she smacked shyly: "Phew, you're so shameless, I'm not a dish." ”

With beautiful eyes like jewels on a blue background, a tall but small nose bridge, small and lovely lips, and a well-defined but beautiful face, Li Zi'an was slightly stunned, and there was a feeling of heart-pounding love.

"You, why are you looking at me like this, what's so beautiful?" said Mahtab, but his heart was as sweet as honey.

What woman doesn't want the man she loves to be attracted to her beauty?

Moreover, it also shows the foolish look that women like the most before.

Li Zi'an leaned over to the red lips.

Little by little, the distance between the two lips disappears.

The air is filled with inexplicable mysteries.

Is this time to reap the rewards of happiness?

It seems that yes.

The Persian girl's heart was both nervous and happy, expectant and hesitant, and a little ashamed.

Getting closer.

Mahtab suddenly turned away from the crowd.

Li Zi'an's heart was stunned, but he didn't have the cheekiness to use some coercive means to say a bunch of sweet words that made people happy.

The stargazing hexagram emerges: Hongluan Tianxi is more than the winged fairy, and the marriage is tied by a thousand miles. The road is dangerous and murderous, and the life gate rushes to break the game.

Although this matter is providential, he also has the need to go with the sky, but he can't be in a hurry.

Mahtab is different, she is a Persian, and she is an Aryan in the truest sense of the word. He had to respect her beliefs and customs.

As a man, the most basic thing in such a thing is to give the other party a warm and comfortable feeling, but also to have a sense of art and ritual, if there is no these, it is soulless.

Therefore, Li Zi'an just looked at her with a smile on his face and conveyed the ancient message to her with his eyes.

Mahtab was a little nervous and shy: "I, I'm dirty, I'm going to take a shower." ”

I see.

Li Zi'an said: "Then I ......"

"You are not allowed to come, you are here to help me watch people. Mahtab said.

Li Zi'an nodded a little embarrassed: "Mm-hmm." ”

Mahtab walked towards the spring pool at the end of the platform, walked a few steps and glanced back at Li Zi'an, found that Li Zi'an had not moved, and said again: "You are not allowed to come." ”

Li Zi'an shook his head: "No, don't worry, I'll watch people for you." ”

In this barren mountain, Ciro and Mahad are both under the cliff, who else but him will peek at her bathing?

But the gesture of justice is to be put on a swing.

Mahtab walked to the side of the spring pool, looked back again, saw that Li Zi'an still hadn't moved, and said again: "You are not allowed to come, and you are not allowed to look." ”

Li Zi'an simply turned around.

Mahtab sighed in his heart.

Is he a pig?

Li Zi'an actually wanted to go over, but considering her beliefs and customs, he was a little uncertain. Then he wanted to give her a perfect memory, so he restrained it.

Mahtab walked to a bush beside the fountain, and as she undressed, she glanced at it again, and saw the master's back, and sighed in her heart.

Did you misread him?

He's actually not that shameless.

Li Zi'an's eyes fell on the book of heaven and the fabric placed on the backpack, and his mind was suddenly diverted.

He is an excellent young man who is tasked with defending the peace of the earth, how can he be distracted by all that messy things?

He sat down cross-legged, lifted the "display screen" of the Book of Heaven, pressed the index finger of his right hand on the inscription of the heavens that represented "yang", and as soon as his mind moved, the Great Lazy Portable Furnace immediately responded, and a trace of chaotic energy was injected into the inscription of the heavens.

The yang in the inscription of the sky is also understood from the perspective of Chinese characters, but it does not represent the sun, it represents a kind of fierce energy and related energy substances.

After these few studies and tests, Li Zi'an is more and more certain about that judgment, that is, the so-called inscription of heaven is actually a "table of energy elements", but he can only see two kinds of energy elements and substances on it literally. One is the air he breathes when he cultivates the Great Sleep Qi Refining Technique, and there is an inscription of Heaven representing "emptiness" in the 108 keys. In addition, there is the "electricity" that Yu Meilin needs.

Except for these two heavenly inscriptions, he was a little unsure of anything else, such as the heavenly inscription representing "yang" in front of him, what would happen when it was activated, he didn't know at all.

A trace of chaotic energy enters the "yang".

A burning sensation was transmitted from the "keycap" to the upper body, instantly spreading throughout the body, and it felt like standing naked under the scorching sun, and every inch of skin had an obvious burning sensation.

His eyes didn't see any pictures of historical time and space, and his vision was completely normal.

"Could it be that this heavenly inscription representing the yang is used for heating, like now, if I feel cold, I press it, and then it will be warm? If this is the case, then it is really useless. Li Zi'an thought in his heart.

Suddenly, a bit of dust flew up on the back of his right hand.

Then, the dust that had stuck to your hands when you climbed the cliff was suspended, followed by the finer specimens of dust that had been trapped in the pores, and even the dead skin on the skin. The back of his hand, which had been dirty, was clean in a blink of an eye, and it was as if it had been purified.

An even more bizarre situation has emerged.

Traces of chaotic energy were sucked into the "keycap" by the heavenly inscription representing "yang", and the dirt and dead skin on his skin were all suspended, and even the holes in his trench coat that were blasted out by the modified gun were healing rapidly.

Li Zi'an was stunned by this sudden situation.

An inscription of the heavens, regardless of its role in the Book of Heaven, it would be a symbol without life and soul, and it would have no meaning in itself, but a trace of chaotic energy activated it, and such a miraculous thing happened.

So, is this the reason for the Book of Heaven, or is it the reason for this inscription of Heaven that represents "Yang"?

An idea suddenly popped up in Li Zi'an's heart, he raised the index finger of his right hand, cut off the connection with the heavenly inscription that represented "yang", and then carved an identical heavenly inscription on the rocky ground in front of him with the Western sword of atonement according to its appearance.

But after that, Li Zi'an pressed the index finger of his right hand on the heavenly inscription that represented "yang", and as soon as his mind moved, the lazy portable furnace immediately responded, and a trace of chaotic energy was also injected into the heavenly inscription engraved on the rock at that moment.

There was no feeling of warmth, no dust levitating from his skin, nothing happened.

Li Zi was curious: "Does it have to be made of what material to create the Heavenly Inscription to have the abilities of those gods and monsters?"

He suddenly remembered something, and as soon as his mind moved, two green dots the size of mung beans suddenly appeared in Liang Zi's eyes.

Open the eyes of the sky, it is endless.

At this glance, he was stunned again.

It seems to be an inscription of the heavens, but it contains hundreds of small inscriptions of the heavens, dense, layered, but extremely regular. It's like a computer's CPU, it looks like a piece, but when you take it apart, you will find that there are labyrinths of circuits and countless transistors inside.

His experiment was like making a fake of the size and shape of a CPU out of plastic and installing it on a computer. How can such a CPU be used in the same way as a real CPU?

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Li Zi'an's mouth.

Naïve.

"Ahh