After a while, Zhao Jiuge woke up a little. The long-term consumption of spiritual energy and mental fatigue led to a brief fainting. With his eyes half-opened in a daze, he felt softness behind him and a faint fragrance.
Weakly, he opened his eyes and saw a beautiful face, full of care and worry. When he saw Zhao Jiuge woke up, he said in surprise, "You're awake. I thought how were you at first?" , which made me worried for a long time."
Hearing this, Zhao Jiuge deliberately pretended to be cold, his face was expressionless and hoarse, pretending to be uncomfortable, "You still know how to worry. You just stood there like a fool for a long time, just looking around."
"Hmph, you are just a piece of wood." After hearing Zhao Jiuge's angry words, Susu returned to her charming nature and raised her neck. However, looking at the indifferent face, he couldn't help but soften again, and asked in a soft voice, "Are you really angry? It's for your own good. When your spiritual power is exhausted, you can get twice the result with half the effort. Otherwise, why are so many other monks encountering bottlenecks? Choose to make a breakthrough between life and death." His voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke, and in the end he felt that he was still a little aggrieved.
Looking at Su Su's beautiful and delicate face, Zhao Jiuge's heart softened, his face relaxed, and his eyes looked at Su Su's face tenderly: "Okay, I know you are here for me. Okay, when there is real danger, I won’t leave you alone, I’m just a piece of wood.”
Hearing Zhao Jiuge's words, Su Su's face suddenly became happy, and she glanced at Zhao Jiuge with her beautiful eyes, "You are just a piece of wood, and you are still a rotten wood, haha."
As Susu laughed, his whole body trembled slightly. Zhao Jiuge was originally lying in Susu's arms. When he smiled, Zhao Jiuge suddenly felt the two protruding breasts on his back pressing against him. As he laughed, The body was trembling and rubbing, and a strange soft feeling came from it.
Zhao Jiuge felt unnaturally embarrassed in his heart. The fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old boy had reached the age where he first understood love. The strange pleasure made his breathing quicken. In order to avoid the embarrassment, he quietly changed the topic, but Su Su was still there. They were smiling heartlessly, completely unaware of the strange movements of the two people at this time.
"Susu, what do you do at home? I see that you are also cultivating. You are also very experienced and know a lot. Moreover, you look like a pampered person at first glance." Zhao Jiuge shifted his attention in embarrassment while staring at Susu carefully. , as if wanting to see something.
Su Su, who was laughing at first, surprisingly didn't refute when Zhao Jiuge said she was spoiled. Her face was a little unnatural. After a moment of silence, she raised her white chin and said intermittently, "I don't do much at home, it's very ordinary... , but, I ran out secretly to play."
"If I had to believe you, I would be stupid. That lavender hairpin in your hair is not an ordinary thing. I can tell by the luster that it shows that it is not simple. At least that day, I saw that the treasures in other people's hands were not ordinary. It's not as good as your hosta." Zhao Jiuge rolled his eyes, raised his lips, and said in a joking tone. Looking at Su Su's temperament and the nobility inadvertently revealed by the decorations on her body, she knew that Su Su was not an ordinary person.
But this time, Su Su didn't speak. She just smiled lightly, grinned, and shrugged her shoulders, with an expression that said, "I just won't tell you what you can do to me."
Seeing that Zhao Jiuge didn't answer, the atmosphere in the scene was a bit awkward. Su Su pursed her lips, and saw the wounds on Zhao Jiuge's body with her beautiful eyes. She frowned slightly inadvertently, and a pleasant voice sounded, "Let me sort out the wounds for you." Bar."
At this time, Zhao Jiuge's chest and right shoulder were in terrible shape. His chest was injured by Xiao Yun's Liuyun Sword Art. A wound that was one foot long was now covered with a layer of blood scab on his face. His right shoulder was a small wound. Injured by the skinny man's sharp claws, the flesh and blood were now blurred, and the surface of the wound was covered with gray and black.
Su Su lowered her head, with a serious expression, and carefully cleaned the wounds on Zhao Jiuge's body. Her movements were so gentle. The silver moon in the sky was still hanging in the night, and the bright moonlight shone on Su Su's fair-skinned face. Zhao Jiuge just lay so quietly in Susu's arms, enjoying everything.
Looking at Su Su's gentle movements and looking at her face bathed in the moonlight, there was a layer of soft luster, adding a bit of coolness to the already delicate and beautiful face. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge's heart seemed to be drunk, thinking how great it would be if time could stay at this moment forever.
Zhao Jiuge was lost in thought, staring blankly at Su Su's face, his eyes intoxicated. Su Su, who was cleaning the wound, didn't notice it at all. Finally, when the wound was almost cleaned, she noticed Zhao Jiuge's stupidity out of the corner of her eye.
Suddenly a blush rushed from the fair neck to the impeccable face. Su Su, who had always been carefree and cute, became a little shy at this time. He couldn't help but chuckle.
Hearing Zhao Jiuge's teasing, Su Su's face turned red and she immediately pushed Zhao Jiuge away from her arms. In order to cover up her shyness, she pretended to be angry and said, "Why are you laughing? Get out of here."
Zhao Jiuge, who was scolded, didn't care at all and instead laughed louder, with a joking look on his face, "It's all the moon's fault for laughing at you. It makes such a delicate girl become gentle and beautiful."
She couldn't stand this kind of atmosphere anymore. After all, she was just a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. She kicked Zhao Jiuge a few times and pretended to be angry and cute, "Go away and practice, don't waste such a good opportunity." Then he turned around. She turned her back to Zhao Jiuge, but after turning around, there was no look of anger on her shy face, only a faint smile. She was still at the age when love was just beginning. I wonder what girl is not pregnant, not to mention that there was a seed in the girl's body before. In my heart, I am just waiting for it to bloom.
A light breeze blew through the night.
Zhao Jiuge, who was about to sit cross-legged on the spot to practice and restore his spiritual power, realized where he was at this moment, because he had almost forgotten about flirting with Su Su just now, and only remembered it when he saw his surroundings.
Shrinking his neck, the skinny man and the surrounding rotting corpses have been purified into ashes by the fire from the center of the earth, but the scattered coffins and the shattered coffins are still placed quietly around, with a cold and cold atmosphere. His breath still came from the grave made of loess. He swallowed and said, "Let's go forward and find a suitable place to practice."
Susu, who had already recovered from her emotions at this time, was not willing to miss the opportunity to tease Zhao Jiuge, "Oh, Momo is still a coward." She crossed her arms on her chest and spoke in a deliberately long tone.
Even so, Susu still walked honestly with Zhao Jiuge towards the front of the mass grave. After all, in this environment with graves everywhere, coffins scattered everywhere and yellow paper blown by the wind on the soil, no one would be scared to stay still. Panic. Several crows had already disappeared due to being frightened by the fierce battle just now, and as the two left, the place became silent again, as if nothing had happened.
In the woods.
The silver moonlight shines through the gap directly on the top of the tree and shines on the ground. With the scattered moonlight, Su Su and Zhao Jiuge leaned on the back of a thick tree trunk, both sitting with their legs crossed. Su Su absorbed and exhaled the spiritual energy as usual. Zhao Jiuge never asked about his cultivation, and he never told Zhao Jiuge.
Zhao Jiuge, who had experienced successive battles and fatigue, had already entered a state of cultivation. Looking at the situation inside his body, he realized that something was bad.
The source of spiritual power in Dantian has become somewhat dry, and the haze of spiritual power has become a little dim. The meridians along the body are somewhat broken, and there is still some residual gray rot in the wound on the chest.
Looking at the situation inside his body, Zhao Jiuge raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled helplessly, then calmed down his mind and slowly started practicing the Sanskrit Heart Sutra.
"Wow."
A slight sound broke the quiet night sky.
Under the illumination of the moonlight, there were waves of ripples in the air. They were the fluctuations of spiritual power, which changed from slow to fast. At this time, they began to rush towards Zhao Jiuge's body crazily. The spiritual energy entered the body, and along with the skills, The cultivation operation of the Great Zhoutian is completed circle by circle, thus transforming into spiritual power.
Zhao Jiuge was a little shocked, but he didn't expect that what Su Su said was true. The load on his body caused his spiritual power to surge wildly during his current practice, and he got twice the result with half the effort!
Feeling the fluctuations of spiritual power, the golden-patterned dragon entrenched in the Dantian began to dance happily in the body. The injured meridians also experienced the movement of spiritual power, and after being nourished, they slowly recovered and broke through the spirit transformation realm. Not long after, after these two consecutive battles, it was discovered that there were faint signs of breaking through to the middle stage of the spirit transformation realm.
This sign made Zhao Jiuge ecstatic. The increase in strength was the best motivation for cultivation. As the time in the body of the golden-patterned dragon increased, it received nourishment from spiritual power. Now, even the dragon scales can be clearly seen on the dragon's body, making it more lifelike and spiritual.
Not long after, the spiritual energy in Zhao Jiuge's body slowly became stronger. The violent fluctuations in the surrounding air gradually calmed down, and his breathing began to become steady, gradually absorbing the spiritual energy.
Su Su, who was sitting cross-legged on the side, glanced at Zhao Jiuge in surprise and thought to herself, the skills practiced by this wooden figure are not simple. She has been born in an extraordinary family since she was a child. She has never seen anything, and there are so many amazingly powerful magic weapons. , What a strange and mysterious technique. But the technique that Zhao Jiuge practiced was so strange that he didn't have to be much different, and he couldn't even see through it!
Women must not be curious about men. When a woman is curious about men, that is the beginning of falling in love. The silver moon hangs far away in the night, and the insects around her chirp softly.
Susu's spiritual eyes were carefully looking at the handsome and slightly strong face at this time. She was lost in thought for a moment, and a faint smile filled the face and raised the corners of her mouth. The breeze blew, and the clouds secretly blocked the silver moon, as if even the silver moon in the night was shy and couldn't bear to see the golden boy and girl.