"Qingzhou..."
"Um."
"elder brother… "
"Um… "
"Husband..."
"… "
In the room.
The lights went out and the curtains fell.
There was only one red candle left on the candlestick beside the bed, emitting a dim light, adding a warm glow to the two people in the curtain.
In a warm quilt.
The two hugged each other, stared into each other's eyes, and whispered softly, with tenderness and affection.
Miss Qin Er was only wearing a moon-white underdress, which revealed her fair shoulders and delicate skin. Her jet-black hair flowed softly on the pillow embroidered with mandarin ducks, and also under the two of them.
"Qingzhou, do you really like Weimo?"
"Yeah, I like it."
"When did you start liking it?"
"I don't know either."
"So what does Qing Zhou like about Wei Mo? His personality, his looks, or something else?"
“I like them all.”
"Are you pregnant?"
"… "
"Qingzhou, is there?"
"… have."
"But... Wei Mo's body is useless and he can't serve Qing Zhou..."
"Second Miss, don't say that next time. When two people are together, they don't have to do that kind of thing. I feel that lying together with Second Miss, hugging each other, and talking quietly for a while is enough for me. I am not interested in other things."
"Qingzhou, do you particularly like girls' feet?"
"No."
"Qingzhou, when Weimo's health gets better, how do you want Weimo to serve you?"
"Second Miss, I've just said it, actually, as long as I can lie together with you like this, hug you, quietly..."
"Make some moves, Qing Zhou chooses one."
"… feet."
"Um."
"Oh, Miss, you can actually use water to deal with lime powder. If the other party throws lime powder, you throw water, and the lime powder will have no effect."
"Is Qingzhou trying to change the subject?"
"No, I just want to help my little cousin deal with the bad guys."
"Qingzhou, is my little cousin pretty?"
"The second young lady is beautiful."
"Qingzhou, does my cousin have a good figure?"
"The second young lady has a good figure."
"Qingzhou, are my cousin's breasts big?"
"The second young lady's breasts... are just right..."
The two talked quietly for a while, then hugged each other and whispered to each other for a while.
Miss Qin Er closed her eyes unconsciously, with a smile on her lips, and fell into a sweet dream.
She was still very weak.
Even if you lie still and just talk, you will get tired quickly.
Luo Qingzhou took out the two bottles of spiritual liquid from the storage bag and dropped a drop on each of her fingertips. After seeing the spiritual liquid was absorbed, he hugged her in his arms again and silently thought about future plans.
Nearing midnight.
He bent his head and gently kissed the forehead of the girl in his arms, then he calmed his mind and soul and left his body.
The soul left the room and first took a look at Zhu'er and Qiu'er outside, then searched the entire house from front to back, then rose into the air and searched the entire mansion.
After seeing that there was nothing unusual, he left the Qin Mansion.
No more surveillance was found in the alley at the back door or the street at the front door.
He continued to fly in mid-air.
Finally, a suspicious figure was spotted next to the arch bridge leading in and out of the inner city.
The figure was sitting under a tree at the bridge head. He was in tattered clothes, with disheveled hair and a dirty face. There was a broken bowl in front of him, like a beggar.
But his neck exposed from his collar was clean, the fingertips of his hands were clean and neatly trimmed, and his eyes, looking up at the street, were gleaming.
And his body is very strong.
Luo Qingzhou floated in the air, stared at him for a while, then ignored him and went straight out of the city.
He sped along, his eyes searching below.
When he arrived at the foot of Zixia Mountain, he found those figures hiding in the woods from last night.
The woods formed the path to his mother's grave on the hill.
There were only seven of us tonight.
The old man named Mei in the gray robe is not here tonight. I don’t know if he didn’t come because of something or he is hiding in the city.
Luo Qingzhou observed for a while before flying to the mountainside.
Under the shadow of the big tree, my mother's grave lay there quietly, with no signs of having been dug.
He felt relieved and went down the mountain.
After waiting for a while, when they were about to leave, one of the figures hiding behind a big tree suddenly spoke up, "Could it be that the news from Chengguo Mansion is wrong? That kid may not even know that we are going to dig up his mother's grave?"
"Probably not."
"But why is there no movement? Don't scholars value filial piety? If his mother's grave is dug up, it will be bad for his reputation, right?"
"Let's wait and see. Maybe the Qin family is still discussing it."
"Okay, let's wait for two more days. If there is still no movement by then, then we won't be polite. We will just dig it up and throw it out to feed the wild dogs. Regardless of whether it can affect his luck, as long as we spread this matter and say that he and the Qin family ignored his mother's grave, naturally someone will scold them..."
Luo Qingzhou waited for a while, and when he saw that everyone below had quieted down, he left on the gust of wind.
There are still two days left.
He must break through to the Bone Refining Realm as soon as possible to further improve his strength.
That way, things will be easier.
Back to town.
He didn't go home, but went directly to Yuanyang Tower.
On the eaves of the roof, the moon-white figure and the red figure had already been standing there, as if waiting for him.
At this moment, Luo Qingzhou had an illusion.
He was like a teacher, and these two were like two students, waiting for him to come to class on time every night.
Of course, he didn't want to be a teacher tonight.
"It's so late again, let's get started."
As soon as he landed on the roof, the red figure turned around and said coldly.
Luo Qingzhou ignored her and looked at the moon-white figure and said, "Sister Yue, when can my soul be promoted to a higher level now?"
The white figure was silent for a moment, and then he spoke in a cold voice: "It will take at least half a month."
Luo Qingzhou frowned and asked, "Is there any way to make it faster?"
Then he pointed at the red round bead behind him and said, "Sister Yue, when I was promoted from the Night Wandering Realm to the Day Wandering Realm, you used this magic weapon to help me. Can I still use this magic weapon to practice now?"
Yue Bai paused for a moment, then turned around, looked at him and asked, "Are you in a hurry to advance?"
Luo Qingzhou frowned and nodded: "Well, the sooner the better."
The white figure stared at him coldly for a moment, then said calmly, "It's indeed OK. However, the pain this time is much stronger than the last time. If you can't hold on, you may even be in danger of losing your soul. Are you sure you want to use it?"
"Souls scattered?"
When Luo Qingzhou heard this, his heart sank and he fell silent.
The red figure next to him looked at him and couldn't help but say, "It's only half a month, it's gone in a blink of an eye. I don't think you need to be so anxious to advance. Even if you have urgent matters, you can't joke with your soul. If your soul is scattered, then even if you want to be reborn, it will be impossible."
The Yuebai figure was silent for a moment, then said, "She is right."
Luo Qingzhou pondered for a while, then raised his head and said, "Sister Yue, is there no way to reduce the danger? I am not afraid of pain. As long as there is no danger of my soul being torn apart and as long as I can advance as soon as possible, I can endure any pain."
The white figure stared at him for a while, then said, "There is indeed a way, but it requires a magical tool to help you."
Luo Qingzhou's expression changed, and he asked quickly: "What magic weapon?"
The moon-white figure did not answer immediately. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the red figure next to him.
The red figure was stunned for a moment, then his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly said, "You guys chat, I'm going back. I won't listen to the story tonight, and we'll continue tomorrow night."
After saying that, his figure flashed and was about to leave.
"You may not see him tomorrow night."
The moon-white figure suddenly said.
A red figure suddenly appeared in the night sky more than ten meters away, turned around and asked, "Are you threatening me?"
The white figure said calmly: "If his soul is scattered, what you lose is not comparable to that magic weapon."
The red figure snorted coldly: "He doesn't have to be anxious!
"I'm anxious!"
Luo Qingzhou said immediately.
The red figure looked at him coldly and said, "Your anxiety is your business, what does it have to do with me? You have already taken my flame handkerchief, don't even think about taking anything else from me!"
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I'll call you sister, can you lend it to me for a while?"
The red figure was startled for a moment, and looked towards the moon-white figure.
The moon-white figure said nothing.
The red figure suddenly sneered: "Do you know what you want to borrow from me?"
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment and looked at the Yuebai figure.
The white figure was silent for a moment, and then said, "The spiritual silk stockings can increase the speed of the soul's condensation. If you were to use that kind of magic weapon to practice, your soul would definitely be shattered. The faster you condense and repair, the less danger there is of your soul being torn apart..."
Luo Qingzhou asked in confusion: "Lingsi Luosuo socks, are they socks?"
The moon-white figure said nothing, but looked at the red figure.
The red figure sneered, "Of course it's socks, and that pair of socks are on my feet now. Do you think I will lend them to you?"
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
The field suddenly fell into silence.
Another moment passed.
Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but look at her and said, "Lend them to me for a few days. I promise not to dirty them. I..."
He suddenly remembered something, and looked at Yue Bai's figure next to him, wondering: "Sister Yue, do I just need to hold the silk stockings in my hand, or do I need to..."
The moon-white figure remained silent.
The red figure sneered, "Will it be useful to hold them in your hands? Of course you need to wear them on your feet, and both feet. So, do you think I will still want my socks after I give them to you? Can I still want them? And, are you sure you want to wear women's stockings?"
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
"Um, Sister Yue, are there any other magic tools that can help me?"
Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to look at the moon-white figure for help again.
He doesn't want to be a pervert.
He could barely accept touching and smelling a girl's socks.
However, you must never wear it on your feet, especially in front of these two people.
The white figure heard his words, but before she could reply, the red figure said immediately: "Of course. Her body is the best magic weapon! No, it is the best magic treasure! As long as she holds you, your soul will be safe and sound!"
"Sister, you don't want to see your lover die, do you?"
The red figure suddenly sneered, and a hint of gloating expectation suddenly appeared in his eyes.