The ancients said that women should obey their fathers before marriage and their husbands after marriage...
Zhu Xuezhu was not yet eighteen years old, and she was as graceful as a white lotus emerging from water. When Feng Qingyang gave her the "Ice Grass" that he obtained by cutting the ghost stone for free, her trust had already left his mark.
When her life was about to end, it was he who comforted her. As the saying goes, beautiful women love heroes. Although Feng Qingyang was not a hero, he appeared in Zhu Youqian's family at the critical moment and brought them hope of life.
Thinking of this, Zhu Xuezhu no longer hesitated, holding the white scroll in her hand and gently wiping the blood off his body with clean water...
It was truly romantic and warm. If Feng Qingyang was awake at this moment, I wonder how he would feel.
The sound of water gurgling, carrying the naive feelings of a young girl, slowly grows up in this
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When Feng Qingyang lay down on the bed again, it was already late at night. Zhu Xuezhu washed him very carefully and then put on a crescent-white shirt that she had sewn by herself. How could he be described as handsome
Originally according to Zhu Youqian's suggestion, Feng Qingyang should have gone out to find him at this moment, but now he forcefully cast the 'Xuan Yin Body Refining Formation' and was backlashed, causing him to fall into a coma, so he had to give up at this moment.
Zhu Xuezhu just sat at the head of the bed and looked at Feng Qingyang carefully, as if she had forgotten the time. A bright tear dripped down Zhu Xuezhu's cheek and onto Feng Qingyang's lips.
“Tick-tock.”
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It was a dark space, or a familiar scene. Feng Qingyang entered that dark world again.
As he groped forward, he heard a ticking sound in his ears, which seemed to be panting, or the sound of dripping blood. Feng Qingyang raised his hand in black and touched his face.
A faint fishy smell came, like blood and tears.
Boom!
A deafening sound came from the darkness, and the endless darkness was slowly separated again, and light poured into his eyes.
It was still a familiar scene. At the end of the darkness, a giant supported the darkness above his head with both hands, and slowly raised it up accompanied by waves of dark sounds.
"Who is he?" Feng Qingyang stood in the darkness. The giant looked exactly like him, and his body was locked with iron chains. No one knew where the thick chains came from. The darkness had no end, but it was filled with murderous intent and oppression.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, there was a roar from the void, and nine giant black dragons rushed out through the darkness, opening their fishy mouths to bite the giant locked in chains.
"No!"
Feng Qingyang stretched out his hands.
when!
The darkness closed again.
"Brother Qingyang... you must hold on." A familiar voice seemed to come from his ears, but Feng Qingyang's eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open his eyes.
Zhu Xuezhu's face flushed with anxiety at this moment. She saw Feng Qingyang, who was lying quietly on the bed, had a ferocious face, with two sharp fangs stretched out. An inexplicable sense of crisis flowed between the flashing cold light.
His body also became abnormally cold. This kind of cold was not the freezing cold, but the unimaginable coldness that comes from hunger.
But at this moment, a heat suddenly rose from Zhu Xuezhu's body and enveloped her. From a distance, she looked like she was in a sea of fire.
She endured the pain of burning all over her body, half-undressed, then slowly pushed down her long skirt, revealing a black silk undergarment embroidered with white lotuses.
"Brother Qingyang... you must get better..." She slowly approached Feng Qingyang, with her cheek pressed against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, but at that moment she forgot the pain of her own burns.
"ah!"
Feng Qingyang's body suddenly trembled violently while he was sleeping. He hugged Zhu Xuezhu tightly in his arms. The Xuan Yin Qi leaving his body stimulated the Xuan Yang Qi lurking in Zhu Xuezhu's body.
Two extremely yin and yang energies rose up in the boudoir. Feng Qingyang was no longer in pain, and Zhu Xuezhu also felt a moment of peace.
call!
When the yin and yang energies combined, the corpse king's bloodline, which had been suppressed for a long time, suddenly activated, like a sleeping giant beast suddenly waking up, opening its big mouth and sucking into the air.
Xuan Yin and Xuan Yang were instantly devoured by Feng Qingyang, and the "Tai Yin Sutra" began to operate rapidly. After the combination of these two auras, they were no longer harmful, but on the contrary, they were an extremely pure Hunyuan Qi.
Tai Chi has two opposites, and the two opposites return to chaos. This can be considered a blessing in disguise for Feng Qingyang. He should have been frozen to death by the Xuanyin energy, but who would have thought that at this moment these two auras would return to chaos by coincidence and be swallowed by Feng Qingyang.
"Huff..."
Smoke rose up in the boudoir again, and two figures were vaguely visible in the smoke.
In his dry Dantian, the cyclone began to spin rapidly, and the chaotic energy was quickly transformed into magic power through the transformation of the "Taiyin Sutra" and flowed throughout his body.
The cyclone spun faster and faster, and its size grew larger and larger, until it finally turned into a Tai Chi shape with a pop sound. As it rotated, powerful magic power flowed through its body. Feng Qingyang, who was in the muddy water, felt extremely comfortable.
With every breath he took, an extremely dense chaotic energy was exhaled and fed into Zhu Xuezhu's body.
Zhu Xuezhu's body was seen flashing with light from time to time. She was originally only in the initial stage of Qi training, but in an instant she crossed several small realms and stepped into the peak of the middle stage of Qi training. She was just one step away from breaking through to the late stage of Qi training.
The two of them slept in each other's arms. After noon, Feng Qingyang's consciousness slowly returned to his body. He felt a powerful magic power surging in his body. Although he did not advance to the level of a wandering corpse, his magic power was more condensed.
He stretched out his hand and pushed it, only to find that he was holding a ball of soft jade. Not knowing what was going on, he grabbed it and heard a moan coming from beside him.
Feng Qingyang opened his eyes in shock, only to see that one of his hands was holding Zhu Xuezhu's breast. Before he had time to savor the feeling, he immediately let go of his hand, feeling awkward and not knowing where to put it.
But at this moment, Zhu Xuezhu had also woken up. Her cheeks were burning. The tranquility and sweetness of the past had long gone. Her red little face looked like a ripe apple.
Feng Qingyang forced himself to suppress his restless heart, pushed her away and stood up.
He looked at himself and saw that he was wearing a very period white crescent-shaped gown with a white belt embroidered with gold edges tied around his waist. His messy long hair was neatly combed and tied behind his head.
"Xiaozhu...what's going on?"
"I..." Zhu Xuezhu regained her composure after a brief absence, but there was still a hint of blush on her cheeks, looking very charming.
"You've been poisoned by the Xuan Yin Qi. My father said that only the Xuan Yang poison in me can save you." She spoke calmly, but if one listened carefully, one could still hear that her voice was trembling slightly when she spoke.
The two of them didn't know what to say for a moment, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At this time, there were several soft knocks on the door. Feng Qingyang felt relieved and hurried over to open the door. He saw Zhu Youqian standing with a middle-aged man with white hair but rosy cheeks.
"Xiao Zhu... your uncle Danyun is here!"