Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 131: Ask him to accept it

Chapter 131 Please bear with him

Zhao Changhe felt that he was quite strange. He was really lustful before, especially after being kissed by a fake, he really wanted to kiss the real one.

But after holding her like this, those messy thoughts gradually disappeared. Although the nephrite was warm and fragrant, it could not arouse many thoughts, but it became more and more peaceful.

Maybe I am too tired.

Only Yue Hongling can bring such a sense of dependence.

Yue Hongling also felt that she was very strange. She didn't feel disgusted at all when being held like this. She couldn't break free from the previous struggle, and she didn't know whether it was because of shoulder pain or because she was trying to resist him.

But being held like this, it was still very peaceful, just like being in a secret cave, with him tightly blocked in front, and there was no reason for feeling safe in my heart.

Perhaps you are finally tired from the ups and downs of traveling alone in the world?

Don't know. But lying in his arms so quietly, it was really peaceful.

There was a rooster crowing in the distance, and the east gradually turned fish-belly white.

It's dawn.

The men and women standing silently hugging each other in the room finally slowly separated.

Yue Hongling turned around, gently pushed Zhao Changhe's chest away, and looked up into his eyes.

His eyes seemed to have just recovered from his trance and regained clarity. Yue Hongling really didn't feel his desire. She didn't know whether what he was holding in his heart just now was the heroine he admired or a stubborn dream in the boy's heart.

It was as if he had some regrets only at this moment, his throat moved, and he tried to kiss her.

A smile flashed in Yue Hongling's eyes, and she quickly pressed his mouth with her hands: "Just give him a hug."

Zhao Changhe was so regretful that he wanted to cry.

Yue Hongling finally laughed out loud: "What a child."

Zhao Changhe opened his mouth and pecked her jade hand that was covering her mouth. Yue Hongling closed her hands as if she was electrocuted and glared angrily.

Zhao Changhe did not attack, but he seemed refreshed and sublimated. He turned around and sat down at the table to pour tea: "You keep talking about my child... Well, I suddenly Reminds me of a topic we had a long time ago."

Yue Hongling pouted, wiped her hands on the side of her trouser legs, and sat next to him. She took the tea he had just poured and drank it: "What topic?"

"What should I call you when we meet again?"

"Isn't she already Miss Yue? Or is she going on so much secretly that even the Demon Sect's goddess heard about it?"

Zhao Changhe glanced at her and said with a smile: "Yes now, but if I answer this question again now, I will change my answer."

"Huh?"

"I hope that when we meet again in the future, I will call you Hong Ling."

Yue Hongling's heart skipped a beat, but she smiled and shook her head: "Hey, did you just break through and suddenly feel inexplicably confident? You are still at level 4 in Potian."

"That's not what you care about. Maybe it's a prerequisite?" Zhao Changhe said with a smile: "Then please Miss Yue to protect me one more time."

Yue Hongling was stunned: "What are you going to do?"

Zhao Changhe took out a few pills for improving qi and blood: "Now that the four internal and external layers have been broken, the Dantian is stable, and the true qi is strong, it is the time when qi and blood are at their peak in the morning. My external skills practice has always been higher than my internal skills. Some, now that the internal strength has reached the standard, can continue to promote the breakthrough of the external strength. At this moment, it is the time to reach the fifth level."

Yue Hongling suddenly felt that this was a madman.

You were in such pain just now, most people would be more than willing to take it easy. And I just did dual cultivation... Well, after dual cultivation, in normal people's inertial thinking, they have finished practicing the exercises, and it's time to do something else.

But this guy actually started to want to break through again, and even Yue Hongling couldn't keep up with his thinking.

He is like a wolf that cannot be fed enough... No wonder his cultivation is so fast. But he had been so uncomfortable with the blood surge before. Will it happen again when he breaks through?

Zhao Changhe slowly swallowed the medicine to assist Qi and blood, and said in a low voice: "Don't use that serious expression... I am very experienced in the Blood Evil Technique. I just had an attack. At this time, the evil energy has been vented. It's very... Calm down, I probably won’t do it again. The last time I was chatting with Cui Wen?

Yue Hongling said: "I believe you will not be like before this time, but it is a bit strange. Is there something that makes you anxious? You have only been practicing martial arts for more than half a year."

"Did you say far or near?"

"What is near and far?"

"If you are far away, I want to catch up with you as soon as possible."

Yue Hongling stopped talking. This "catching up with you" was full of ambiguity at this time. She didn't know whether it was a person or a skill, but she didn't want to make a clear distinction.

If you secretly point out people in your heart, there may be another Cui Yuanyang...

Thinking of this, I finally felt a little awkward for the first time.

But I heard Zhao Changhe continue: "If you are close..."

His muscles began to knot, and the blood evil gathered again, and the ferocious evil spirit surged, turning the room into an illusion like a **** battlefield.

"...I'm going to challenge someone soon. The fourth level is definitely not enough, the fifth level is about the same."

As soon as the words fell, the blood filled the sky, and the entrance was at the fifth level.

Yue Hongling seemed to witness a miracle being born in front of her eyes, and she couldn't help but feel a little surging in her heart. This kind of scene can really arouse the passion and blood of a warrior. It is so handsome...

If he were not one of his own, Yue Hongling would almost want to challenge him.

Zhao Changhe looked inward for a moment and smiled brightly: "The Dharma protector I'm talking about is not the breakthrough, but the challenge. Sister Yue can have some breakfast nearby and don't let anyone disturb her."

Yue Hongling felt that she could see something very interesting, so she didn't ask who it was, but asked: "Why now?"

Zhao Changhe stood up: "External power is different from internal power. Internal power has to be accumulated after breaking through the entrance, while external power has immediate effects. Blood evil power is particularly different. When the breakthrough is just made, the evil spirit has not faded, and the fighting power is the most crazy, and it is more versatile. I just hugged you and my mood was perfect."

Yue Hongling didn't bother to pay attention to the second part of his sentence: "I think it's more than that, right?"

"Indeed... It's more because, after waiting for two days for him to achieve everything, I have to give him a little setback... Although it may not have much to do with me, I am very unhappy and want to tell him that it is not anyone. They are all kept in the dark. At least there is still a chance of revenge. Please bear with it."

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In the early morning, Yangzhou still had the atmosphere of chaos and chaos. Pedestrians came and went in a hurry and did not dare to raise their heads for fear of being caught as a Maitreya cultist. The business of small vendors has temporarily stopped, and the streets are deserted.

Only the area near Mingyue Tower is still lively, because the area is dominated by Caobang's industries.

Wan Dongliu, the young leader of the Cao Gang, actively cooperated with the Zhenmo Division to capture the demon sect, and cooperated in purging a large number of people in the Cao Gang, including senior officials. This made the Zhenmo Division very satisfied. With the help of this local snake, Things are getting better.

So no officers or soldiers came to disturb the Caobang area. At this time, pedestrians were coming and going, and many Caogong workers were drinking porridge and eating steamed buns nearby.

Wan Dongliu sat leisurely on the top floor of Mingyue Building, eating breakfast, and hosted a banquet for Taoist Xuanchong, who had been living here, and Tang Buqi, who came to have a meal.

The three of them talked about the assassination of the prefect and the Maitreya religion among the barbarians. They also talked about Zhao Changhe's embarrassment at last night's dinner. Their days were as leisurely as if the Yangzhou incident had nothing to do with them.

Tang Buqi never mentioned that the Maitreya Cult and the Hu people were actually being slandered. He was full of indignation and scolded the Maitreya Cult as something that was not a thing and actually killed officials. He simply did not take his Tang family seriously.

"You haven't seen it. Thanks to Tang's intervention, last night he saved Zhao Changhe's life from the Fayuan knife..."

"Then you two are not even, he saved you from Batu before."

"That Batu one, nothing will happen to me without him saving me. My Tang family has many secrets, what does he know?"

"...Yes, yes, Brother Tang is a great talent."

"Huh?" Xuanchong suddenly pointed to the end of the long street and said with a smile: "Is that the protagonist we just talked about?"

Wan Dongliu turned around and saw that in the early morning mist, a big man carrying a heavy sword emerged from the mist step by step. Wherever he passed, the vendors were silent, the passers-by were silent, and the porridge drinkers carefully controlled themselves not to make a slurping sound. The power and oppression were truly astonishing.

Where is the embarrassment that everyone just mentioned at yesterday's dinner?

Tang Buqi, who had just been boasting, immediately shut up. Zhao Changhe looked obviously more powerful. He felt that if he stabbed him with the sword again this time, he would be cut into two pieces by him.

"He seems to have made a breakthrough." Xuan Chong sighed: "This evil spirit of blood, the nickname given by Maitreya is really correct. Isn't this a living Asura?"

Wan Dongliu was a little distracted and responded casually: "Yes, indeed."

Tang Buqi probed his head: "I don't think I saw Yue Hongling... They seemed to be together last night..."

The two looked sideways. Tang Buqi seemed to have said nothing and continued: "I wonder where Zhao Changhe was going this early in the morning. Was he passing by here? Do you want to invite him to come up and sit down?"

Just as he was saying this, he saw Zhao Changhe stopped at the foot of Mingyue Building. He looked up at Wan Dongliu and the other three people beside the railing. He laughed loudly and spread the voice down the street: "Zhao Changhe, Beimang, officially challenges the submarine." Seven hundred thousand dragons flow eastward, Brother Wan, please give me your advice without hesitation!”

Wan Dongliu’s expression changed slightly, and the long street became silent.