Hearing Konghou say that he had a problem with his cultivation, Huan Zong reached out his hand and took her into his arms in a hurry, and put the spiritual energy into her body to explore her meridians. There are hundreds of qi sea points in the human body, and no one can be careless anywhere.
But he carefully sorted out Konghou's meridians and found nothing wrong. He was afraid that he had overlooked something, so he combed it from head to toe, but still didn't find anything wrong.
Lying in Huan Zong's arms, the temperature of his body spread to her face through the cloth, which made her heart beat faster.
The spiritual energy circulated around Konghou for several times, but Huan Zong, who couldn't find any problem, had to hug her horizontally: "I'll take you to find Peak Master Qingyuan."
"Wait." Konghou tugged on Huan Zong's clothes and whispered, "If you don't slow down, maybe it's okay?" By then, she will definitely be laughed at by the brothers and sisters of Chenxia Peak.
"Physical problems can't be sloppy, darling." Huan Zong patted her head, "I had a problem with my mood back then, and I thought it was a small problem, who knows..."
Hearing Huan Zong talking about his physical problems, Kong Hou suddenly felt that her heartbeat was not so fast, and even her breathing became smoother, she bit her lip: "Huan Zong, put me down, I'm really fine."
Huan Zong was still worried, but seeing that, except for his blushing face, the spiritual energy around his body was very smooth, and there was no special situation, so he had to hold her on the jade bed: "Sit cross-legged, and I will comb the meridians for you again. ."
Konghou sat down obediently, and after closing his eyes, all he could think about was the hands on his back.
"Concentrate and calm down." Huan Zong noticed that Konghou was not concentrating, and reminded in a low voice, "Don't be distracted."
Konghou didn't dare to think about it anymore, and let Huan Zong control the spiritual energy, helping her to sort out the spiritual veins again and again.
After concentrating, her heart gradually calmed down.
An hour later, Huan Zong withdrew his hand, took out a handkerchief and wiped the fine sweat on her forehead: "You rest for a while."
Konghou reached out and grabbed the jade-encrusted belt around his waist, preventing him from getting up and leaving: "Just stay with me by the bed."
Looking down at the hand holding his girdle, Huan Zong sat back again: "Okay, you can rest in peace."
In a daze, Konghou did not sleep well. For some reason, she thought of the black-robed woman who married a loose cultivator but was betrayed, and the queen Qingluo who had misunderstood the emperor for more than a thousand years because she was unwilling to turn into a ghost.
Although the red flowers all over the mountains and plains are beautiful, Queen Qingluo and her king are destined to never see each other again.
When she opened her eyes, Huan Zong was still sitting next to her. There were no lights in the cave. He didn't read a book.
"Awake?" Huan Zong looked down at her, his face was inexorable tenderness, he lowered his head and fed a bottle of spiritual liquid to her mouth, "I won't make runes today, just have a good rest for a day."
"Huanzong..." Konghou got up from the bed and played with the bottle of spiritual liquid in his hand, "Do you remember the black-robed girl?"
"Remember." Huan Zong nodded.
"You said, did she regret it?" She lowered her eyelids, "leaving her sect and her sect, and following the people she loves around the world, but what she gets is betrayal." She sympathized with the black-robed woman, but couldn't understand her.
Is a man really so important, so important that she abandons everything
Konghou couldn't help but think of his master, brother and sister. If it was her, even the most beautiful man in the world would not let her give up all of this.
"Perhaps." Huan Zong took the empty bottle from her hand and stuffed a spirit fruit for her, "It's just that her attitude when she left the sect was too resolute, and now she wants to go back, she can't live through her heart. One pass."
"Since you want to, then you should do it." Kong Hou said, "She even dared to kill the loose cultivator who betrayed her. Why didn't she dare to admit her mistake to the sect and go back to her sect?"
Huan Zong smiled: "Perhaps not everyone can be so brave."
Because I care too much, I am too cautious, and I am afraid of being rejected.
"Huanzong, have you ever been afraid?" Konghou asked.
"Yes." Huan Zong averted his gaze slightly, not looking into her eyes.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Kong Hou patted the back of his hand, "I'll accompany you." As she patted, she felt that Huan Zong's hand was as warm as jade, and couldn't help pinching more.
"Konghou, you..." Huan Zong was a little surprised by Konghou's actions. He looked at Konghou's hand with a panicked expression.
It was only then that Konghou realized what she had done, and she retracted her hand like lightning: "I... I just have itchy hands."
God, Grandpa Sanqing is on top, how can she convince Huan Zong that she is really not a hooligan? Looking at Huan Zong secretly, Jun Mei's face was full of shock, as if she never thought she would do this.
It's over, it's useless for her to say anything now.
"You..." Huan Zong sighed helplessly, "I'm getting more and more naughty." After seeing the attitude of the Yunhuamen's teachers towards Konghou, they really doted on him without a bottom line.
"Actually, it's not naughty." Seeing the way Huan Zong looked at himself, as if he was looking at a child who was not sensible, Kong Hou whispered, "It's all your fault that you touch too much."
There was an instant silence in the cave, Konghou felt speechless and wrapped himself in an airtight manner. Just as she was about to cheat and uncover the matter, a hand as white as jade with slender knuckles was handed to her.
Konghou looked up at Huan Zong, not understanding what he meant.
"You like it..." Huan Zong's earlobes were as red as blood, "If you like it, play with it."
Konghou: "..." This is a hand, not a toy. She took out the lighting instrument from the storage ring, and the instrument illuminated Huan Zong's face as red as sunset. Seeing Huanzong's appearance, Konghou laughed out loud, all embarrassment and restraint disappeared, she threw the lighting instrument aside, grabbed Huanzong's hand, "Agreed to give it to me to play, that is mine."
"Okay." He was more than 300 years older than Konghou, and he would say yes to anything she said.
Kong Hou pinched his index and middle fingers and giggled, not knowing that her face was as red as Huan Zong's, she tilted her head like a milk cat who stole dried fish: "I think I seem to be fine, you Come with me to double cultivation."
Huan Zong reluctantly reminded again: "It's a double cultivation of heaven and earth. If you let outsiders hear it, you will be misunderstood."
"It's only you and me here, where are the outsiders?" Konghou got off the bed, let go of Huan Zong's hand, and walked to the dragon and phoenix tripod and sat down: "Huan Zong, come quickly."
Huan Zong's index finger and middle finger rubbed each other twice, and without the soft palm, the fingers seemed to be cold. He got up and walked to Konghou's side to sit down and looked at her quietly.
Konghou winked at him and hooked his little finger: "I heard that when the heaven and earth are double cultivation, the effect will be better if the palms are connected. Shall we try it?"
Huan Zong looked at her white and tender face and hesitated. This double cultivation method was indeed more effective, but since the two had the same mind at this time, it was easy for them to develop feelings for each other. He hadn't told Konghou this method before, just because he didn't want to let Konghou be at such a young age, because foreign objects affected his thoughts.
Seeing that Huan Zong did not speak, Konghou grabbed his arm and shook it: "Come on, come on, try."
"Okay." Huan Zong's throat interfered and nodded slightly.
Just this time, so selfish and shameless once. He stretched out his palms and joined Konghou's palms.
Konghou smiled and looked at Huan Zong's closed eyes, and closed his eyes as well. If you don't try something, how will you know if it's right for you
So, she wanted to try.
Such a good-looking, capable, and considerate man, she really didn't want him to run off with other women at all.
In the world, what woman doesn't like a good-looking man
"Wuchuan, how long does it take for Konghou to go out?" Heng Yan was pacing the room. For the past month, he has been hiding in the main hall in the name of retreating and meditating, and even a few juniors have been blocked by him. outside the door.
Wu Chuan flipped through the sect information in his hand, and said without raising his head: "Master, you have asked five or six times in the past few days, and Junior Sister Konghou will be out in three days."
Heng Yan's face declined and said, "If I had known that the dragon and phoenix cauldron had other functions, I wouldn't give it to Konghou."
"Master, you don't need to think too much. If there is no friendship between Master Zhongxi and Junior Sister Konghou, Longfengding will not lead to their hidden desires." Wuchuan closed the list and looked up at the restless Hengyan, "If the two It is also a good thing that people have mutual friendship because of this thing.”
"But your junior sister Konghou is only under eighteen years old. If the two of you have something in the cave..." Heng Yan sighed, forgetting that dog temper. If he knew about this, he would definitely demolish half of the main hall for him. .
"Even if the junior sister is young and not very sensible, the character of the real person Zhongxi is still worth believing." Wu Chuan said, "He can't do anything against the junior sister."
Although the real Zhongxi does not like to talk, he can definitely be called a gentleman. It is impossible for the real person Zhong Xi to not know how important Yuan Yin is to the female cultivator.
"Although he is a gentleman, he is also a man." Heng Yan murmured, "Our Konghou is so cute and lovable, how can any man not like her when he sees her."
Wuchuan knew that he couldn't listen to what Master said now, so he could only say: "Please don't worry, Master, I will go to Konghou Junior Sister's cave and wait in the morning in three days." Uncle Wangtong has always loved his younger generation. If he is present, even if he is present When it really started, Uncle Wangtong could look at him and forbear for two points.
Heng Yan felt ashamed and worried in his heart at the moment. Although he was talking about forgetting how to get through, what he was most afraid of was that his own negligence affected Kong Hou's practice.
Early in the morning three days later, there were many people standing outside the Konghou Cave Mansion. Almost all of Qiyuefeng's disciples were there, as were the direct disciples of other peaks and Konghou's friends. Everyone glanced at each other, and they all found their positions and started to dig out the seeds.
About half an hour later, the door of the cave opened wide, and everyone saw Kong Hou holding the hand of the real person Zhong Xi and came out.
The morning mist shrouded around them, and the two were as beautiful as a painting.
No, how do they hold hands
Wangtong looked at Konghou's hand holding Huan Zong's index finger, opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't say a word. In the end, he used telepathy on Konghou with a complicated expression.
[Good disciple, Immortal Zhongxi is the most promising sword cultivator in the Glazed Light Sect, carrying the hope of the entire cultivation world. What are you... going to do to him? 】