He took a lot of good things from the Qiankun bag Yunze gave him. If Qingruo doesn't know how to make alchemy, fortunately Linzhao is a demon, and he can absorb the spirit treasure and spirit grass even if he feeds it directly.
Lin Zhao lowered his head by the water and washed his face very seriously. In fact, there is nothing to wash. His current skin color is ugly, with scars on his face, and black knots that have turned over at the corners.
Qing Ruo sat on the side, looking at him with her arms around her knees, her eyes were full of smiles, as if the picture was so pleasing to the eye.
After Lin Zhao finished washing his face, he carefully washed his hands, not letting go of every corner. Qing Ruo handed over the handkerchief in time when his hands stretched out of the water.
Lin Zhao wiped off the water, stood up, walked to Qing Ruo and sat down face to face.
The eyes are soft, the words are slow, every word is clear, and the voice is low and mellow, "Qing Ruo, take a closer look at my current appearance. Would you like to be my woman?"
Qing Ruo has been looking at him, and she will tilt her head, her eyebrows are curved, her smile is full of smiles, and the corners of her slightly raised mouth are full of ignorant playfulness and complete trust and attachment to him.
Lin Zhao laughed, the distance between the two was very close, he stretched out his hand and pinched her face, "Forget it, don't answer me. It's too late if you don't want to."
He stood up and bent down to hug Qing Ruo.
Qing Ruo was worried about his body, wrapped his neck around his neck and rubbed his shoulders, "Lin Zhao, let me go by myself."
Lin Zhao lowered his uneven chin and gently rubbed her forehead, "Hold me tight."
The two were in the World of Warcraft Forest, not far away was the cave where they stayed recently. Because they may leave at any time, there are very few things in the cave, and there are only some bedding on the ground for simple leaning.
Lin Zhao carried Qing Ruo up to sit on it, and took out cleaning tools from the Qiankun bag, he had almost no magic power to cast spells, so he bent down and cleaned the floor by himself, and put on a new bedding, which felt a bit thin, Another layer was laid.
Come over and bend down to pick up Qingruo, eyes fell on her delicate lips, with a distressed tone, "Sorry, I'm a little hasty, it's too simple, it should have been a good memory."
Qing Ruo turned her face and kissed his chest through the clothes.
Lin Zhao curled his lips, feeling that the person he was holding in his arms was getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that he could hardly hold it so precious.
The gentle and delicate kiss was lingering, Lin Zhao pulled Qing Ruo's hand and pressed it to his face, she caressed his scar, her consciousness was a little confused, her hazy eyes were full of distressed tenderness, " Lin Zhao, does it hurt?"
Lin Zhao chuckled, lowered his head and kissed her lips, and sank into her body, swallowing her coquettish hums bit by bit by his lips and tongue.
Lin Zhao held her lips, and his voice was dyed with the scorching warmth of the hot sun in June, "Qing Ruo, call me Nuan Yang from now on."
"Warm sun."
Qingruo was awakened by the smell of blood.
When he opened his eyes, he was a bloody man.
She was still lying on the quilt, it should be that Lin Zhao had dressed her and covered her with another quilt.
He sat cross-legged on the other side of the cave, and his condition was even more terrifying than the last time.
The surrounding blood has a tendency to flow away.
Qingruo turned his head to look at the entrance of the cave for the first time, and Lin Zhao had already sacrificed the magic weapon of isolation to isolate the breath at the entrance of the cave.
Qingruo breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise the strong smell of blood would definitely attract a pot of monsters for two of them.
Qing Ruo didn't know exactly how much Lin Zhao could bear the pain, but last time he clasped his knee until it was bloody and didn't make a sound, now he began to hum, his fingers even clasped the knee bone.
Qingruo stood up and tidied up the things on the ground very lightly, not looking at him, it was too distressing to look at him, his face was already purple, and the surging scars seemed to come alive, the pain was twisted and twisted on his face.
"Qing Ruo..." Lin Zhao tremblingly opened his mouth, his eyes were still tightly closed, and tears slid down from the corners of his eyes.
Qing Ruo didn't make a sound, the person had already quickly reached his side, she didn't dare to reach out to touch him, not knowing if the interruption would be more serious, she could only stare at him closely with her eyes open.
Lin Zhao's tears flowed like water, and he spoke tremblingly, "Qing Ruo, I'm in so much pain..."
"I'm here." Qing Ruo spoke in a very low voice, her voice trembling.
Lin Zhao bit his lips tightly, as if he had slowed down for a long time, and when he let go of his lips, he was already biting his lips bleeding, "Kiss...kiss me."
Qing Ruo supported her body with two hands on both sides, sticking to his bloody lips.
A complete exercise appeared in my mind.
"ban"
This name doesn't look like a skill at all.
To cultivate the fallen demons, first reach a level of cultivation, and then practice according to this method. Every time after that, the cultivation base of the body will be reduced. until all are gone.
This exercise really doesn't look like any exercise, it's very simple, nothing will happen after everything is gone, there is only one sentence: Immortality and Immortality.
But the exercises have a part of double cultivation, which means the same life and the same spirit.
In short, two people can practice together, or one person can practice together, as long as the double cultivation is confirmed, the cultivation base will grow and fall at the same time, live and die at the same time. It's just that if a person cultivates alone, the body will suffer double the pain.
The exercise is very short, compared with other exercises that Qing Ruo has practiced, it is not even considered a exercise, it is too simple.
Qing Ruo opened her eyes, and Lin Zhao's distorted face was in pain. She raised her arms and hugged his body, bit his lips and said word by word, "We live together as one spirit. Nuanyang, you have to survive."
His body trembled, and he nodded slightly.
Qing Ruo bought a small yard not far from the yamen.
With Lin Zhao, it is not sure whether he will suddenly change his body, and the family dare not buy a slave.
Wearing a child's bright-colored suit, wearing a bun, big eyes flashing, and a small mouth, Lin Zhao stepped across the threshold, calling out in an aggrieved and coquettish voice, "Sister ~ sister ~"
Da da da run this way.
Qing Ruo quickly put down the things in her hands, turned around and opened her arms.
"Hey~"
Linzhao bumped into Qingruo's arms all the way, his small body was as round as a small head, his head was raised and his face was pouting, and he complained to Qingruo, "Sister, Xiaopang said I was a wild child , Said that I don't have parents, he is bad! I won't play with him anymore!"
Qingruo felt a little weird in her heart, she raised her hand to touch his forehead with a gentle smile, "No, Nuanyang has a sister. How could Nuanyang be a wild child? If Nuanyang was a wild child, then wouldn't the elder sister also be a sister?" Wild child?"
Lin Zhao stared wide-eyed, shook his head seriously, and corrected him solemnly in a childish voice, "Sister is not a wild child."
Qingruo laughed, "Isn't that Nuanyang?"
Shaking his head firmly, "No!"
He had been playing with the children around him all afternoon, and just now he had a quarrel with his friends, so he would rely on Qingruo if he didn't want to go out again when he came back.
Qing Ruo was sewing clothes for him, and he nestled in Qing Ruo's arms, pulling the cloth for a while, and making trouble for hiding the thread.
It wasn't until Qing Ruo made dinner that he played in the yard by himself for a while.
The little guy with muddy hands ran to the kitchen door, "Sister! I want to eat chicken legs."
"good."
Realizing that Qing Ruo was looking at his hands, she quickly put her hands behind her back, "I, I'm not here, I'm playing with mud." His eyes looked at the corner of the kitchen, and his voice became smaller and smaller.
"Well, my sister believes in Nuanyang, we Nuanyang are the most obedient."
The little guy ran to the yard to wash his hands.
Linzhao still has some problems with his knees, it hurts from the cold, his little one is completely a child now, if he feels a little uncomfortable, he hugs Qingruo and acts like a spoiled child, his big eyes are full of sparkling tears that cannot be shed Yes, the voice was soft and nasal, Qing Ruo really didn't know how to refuse his request to act like a baby.
Even if he becomes a complete child, he is still domineering, and he must sleep in the same bed as Qing Ruo.
Qingruo told him a bedtime story, waited for him to fall asleep, got up, went to the kitchen, poured warm water on the fire back to the room, and put a hot towel on his knees.
The child was in a deep sleep, the heat wrapped around his knees, he was uncomfortable, he was always moving, and Qingruo patted his back twice to coax him to fall asleep again.
Poured water back to the room and sat by the bed, covered the guy who kicked the quilt with a quilt, Qing Ruo peeled off the hair on his forehead, looking at the delicate and cute little face, he couldn't laugh or cry.
This is Chen Country.
Not the realm of cultivating immortals. But it is the same plane as the world of cultivating immortals they were in before, but here is an ordinary human society without cultivating immortals. The world of cultivating immortals knows the world of ordinary humans, and occasionally appears in such a world.
This is probably the case with the bodhisattva's appearance according to folklore. The law of heaven is taboo and the rules are limited. The society of ordinary people will not know the existence of the world of cultivating immortals, but as long as they are cultivators, they cannot attack ordinary people. No matter directly or indirectly, they will be directly obliterated by the Dao of Heaven.
Linzhao's body lasted for a long time, and finally he was bleeding all over his body and fell into a pool of blood. Just as Qing Ruo was about to reach out to help him, Lin Zhao had changed from the appearance of a demon to a five or six-year-old boy.
A completely ordinary child, Qingruo checked his body immediately, and sure enough, he couldn't feel any cultivation, and he couldn't even open the Qiankun bag.
Qing Ruo hugged the little Lin Zhao to the clean bedding, and then went out of the cave to check. Sure enough, although the cave was also a forest, it was no longer the forest of monsters.
Her soul-restricted relationship makes it impossible for her to travel through time and space, so it can only be a problem with the skills of impending training.
Qing Ruo remembered the last sentence of the exercise, "No birth and no death". After thinking for a while, Qing Ruo decided to leave the forest after Lin Zhao woke up before making the next step.
After Lin Zhao woke up, the IQ of the six-year-old child... he didn't know anything about exercises and so on.
Can't count on it at all.
In the cave, there are several night pearls that were taken out for lighting before, and the quality and luster are all high-quality in Chen Kingdom.
Qingruo took Linzhao to a slightly larger town, and after selling a Ye Mingzhu, it was enough for her and Linzhao to live for a while.
Lin Zhao stretched out his foot to kick the quilt again, pursing his lips in a funny way. When pulling the quilt for him, she patted his disobedient calf lightly and punitively. She bent down and kissed his forehead and lay down beside him.
The little Linzhao never concealed her dependence on her. She had just laid down her round body and rolled into her arms, with a little saliva glistening at the corner of her mouth, smacking her pink lips, softly whispering Muttered, "It's delicious."
I don't know what to dream about.
Qing Ruo slowly fell asleep amidst the sound of the little slamming bar beside her, wondering what kind of expression she would have when recalling her silly time in the future.
Really... looking forward to it.
**
Hey, where is my sister
Nuan Yang wants a sister.
Sister hugs.
Sister kisses.
My favorite sister!
My favorite sister!
My favorite sister!
—[Black box]