In the rippling pool water, Jiang Yazhen's eyes gradually regained his spirit in his eyes, looking at the terrazzo on the shore from afar.

“…”

She gradually smiled, but as she pronounced her mouth, a trace of blood slid from the corner of her mouth, making Jiang Yazhen's already bright red lips even more vivid.

In fact, Jiang Yazhen had already felt that someone was watching him nearby, but she had never been in a hurry to take action. She would never let anyone go easily because she dared to do so.

But...everything is unexpected.

After stroking his long hair, Jiang Yazhen waved his arm and swam leisurely towards the shore...

After the terrazzo, Song Zhi knew that Jiang Yazhen had seen him and couldn't help but regret why he was obsessed with running here.

It would be fine if someone else explained and apologized, but this is his good friend. If he was labeled as a voyeur, how should he meet in the future...

How should I tell her?

"Song...Xiaozhi?"

Just as Song Zhi scratched his ears and heads, a sound from behind made Song Zhi stop the movements in his hand, so he took a deep breath and slowly turned his head.

But when Song Zhi turned around, he couldn't help but be stunned, and his pupils kept vibrating.

Because at this moment, Jiang Yazhen leaned against the rock casually and looked at Song Zhi with a smile on his eyes. Under his wet hair, the perfect jade body in the morning mist was hazy, flashing with a confusing light.

Song Zhi buzzed his throat, and then he hurriedly closed his eyes and couldn't make any sound for a while.

Seeing that Song Zhi closed his eyes and lowered his head without responding, Jiang Yazhen squatted beside Song Zhi and pulled Song Zhi's hand and asked, "Xiaozhi, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't you recognize me anymore?"

Song Zhi rubbed his fingers under his nose, and after confirming that he had no nosebleed, he spoke with difficulty, and said hurriedly: "Of course I remember, Miss Jiang, you put on your clothes first before talking."

Jiang Yazhen looked surprised when she heard this, then she looked down at herself, but chuckled indifferently: "What's the matter? You are not a man, so why do you have these qualities?"

"It happened to be a long time since I saw you, so I just happened to go into the pond to bathe together."

Song Zhi was not polite at this moment and dared not open his eyes. He had to let Jiang Yazhen pull up his wrist and walk into the water. After immersing in the water, Song Zhi finally opened a crack. He was relieved because the pond water was green.

"Xiaozhi, why are you here in this East Wilderness? It's also the big tomb?" Jiang Yazhen said softly when she saw Song Zhi finally spoke.

Song Zhi shook his head and explained, "I came here to practice, and I didn't go to that cave, why? You are..."

Seeing that Song Zhi was not here for this, Jiang Yazhen lowered her eyes and nodded slightly, saying, "So that's it..."

For some reason, when Song Zhi saw Jiang Yazhen again, he could see at a glance that Jiang Yazhen's smile was a look of unconcealing depression.

Looking closer, he found that there were some purple dark patterns on Jiang Yazhen's collarbone, which looked as fine as blood vessels, and a little abnormal. So he asked worriedly: "Miss Jiang, are you injured?"

Jiang Yazhen was stunned, splashing water on her shoulders and neck without any trace, covering the purple patterns with her hands, looking away, "It's just a side effect of the exercises, it's okay."

"And...it's better to call me A Zhen." Jiang Yazhen said with a smile.

Seeing that Jiang Yazhen was not concerned about peeking at him on the shore, Song Zhi actually understood that Jiang Yazhen regarded herself as a woman and was not so nervous at the moment.

"A Zhen, I think you seem to have something to worry about."

Song Zhi did not deliberately change the topic, but really saw that Jiang Yazhen was different from the last time he parted.

Jiang Yazhen, who still remembers the separation between Jiangkou, has become much more cheerful after a period of time. But today, when we meet, in addition to seeing Jiang Yazhen's cultivation has increased significantly, we also see the sorrow that appears between Jiang Yazhen's brows.

Seeing that Song Zhi cared about him, Jiang Yazhen seemed to feel some comfort, and smiled and shook his head, "I will come out to relax."

While talking, Jiang Yazhen started to help Song Zhi take off his clothes: "Why are you still wearing clothes? There are no outsiders here, I'll take them off for you."

"No, no, no!" Song Zhi was shocked. If he was really taken off, he would have known the truth. Then he would not be beaten up by Jiang Yazhen, who knew the truth.

He didn't forget to meet Jiang Yazhen for the first time, and she had deep prejudice against men.

"A Zhen! A Zhen! I'm going to tell you, it's a kind of practice to wear clothes and soak in water!"

"Don't lie to me, take it off quickly, I'll help you rub your back~"

"My clothes are so precious, don't tear them off!"

“So shy…”

Just as the two of them were tying, a tall man on the Zhuiyun Pond also wandered around, muttering: "It's strange, where did the people go when they woke up?"

“Huh?”

Soon his nose moved slightly and smelled a bloody smell. He frowned slightly and pulled the leaves away and walked towards Tan. He saw a faint figure by the cold pond. It was Han Xiuchen.

Under his face was a pool of blood, which was flowing down the stones.

Huo Yuanlong touched his stubble before slowly walking forward, muttering in confusion: "What's wrong with this kid? He's dead here?"

But when he placed his finger on Han Xiuchen's neck and felt the powerful pulse as if it was a flood, he became even more confused. When he looked down and looked carefully, he found that Han Xiuchen's blood was flowing out of his nostrils, and there was a curve of his mouth.

Following Han Xiuchen's sight, Huo Yuanlong also looked down and soon saw two figures with 'playing and fighting' exposed shoulders in the pond...

"Damn!"

After a brief moment of confusion, Huo Yuanlong also fell to the ground and took two steps back. He looked down at his chest full of blood, and then looked at Han Xiuchen, who had fainted from excessive blood loss, and immediately understood everything.

"This little boy..."

He picked up Han Xiuchen and Huo Yuanlong did not dare to stay here anymore. After all, Song Zhi was a relative of his master, and he could not bear to take such dirty things as peeking.

In the pond, Song Zhi finally defeated Jiang Yazhen and saved his clothes. He reorganized his top and proposed to go ashore before reconciling it.

Jiang Yazhen and Song Zhi had a moment of conversation. The depression seemed to have dissipated a little, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even warmer. He nodded and jumped out to the shore and began to put on his purple shirt.

After Jiang Yazhen finished tidying up, Song Zhi slowly got ashore. The two came to sit down by the bonfire of the ember last night. After Jiang Yazhen put on her clothes, Song Zhi let go and continued to chat.

Jiang Yazhen looked around and asked, "Xiaozhi, why did you think of coming to the East Wilderness to practice? Could it be...Is it coming to me?"

Song Zhi smiled embarrassedly and answered truthfully: "Well... this is not. It's just because of the East Wilderness that these strange rivers have, and I... have practiced with others."

When Jiang Yazhen heard Song Zhi say this, she didn't mind. She held her cheek with her slender hand and asked curiously: "I think your realm is already beyond the second level, and it is really the speed of ordinary people. Who are you following to practice?"

"This..." Song Zhi hesitated a little and finally said it. After all, maybe Huo Yuanlong will come soon, so they will naturally meet.

"Huo Yuanlong?" Jiang Yazhen nodded and did not react. She was born in the Eastern God clan like a bird in a cage. Although she was a daughter in the clan, she was trapped in the deep pavilion day and night. Apart from reading ancient books and clan scriptures, there was no one else's heart to talk to. However, this person was not mentioned in ancient books.

"Are you just going to the East Wilderness for the sake of the Jade Skeleton Realm?" Jiang Yazhen asked.

Song Zhi nodded: "That's right."

"Then... can I follow you?" Jiang Yazhen asked suddenly.

Song Zhi was stunned, and then he looked at Jiang Yazhen's eager gaze, and he didn't know why she said that.

Seeing the doubt in Song Zhi's eyes, Jiang Yazhen sighed and explained: "Actually, I... secretly sneaked out of the clan this time, and I didn't get the approval of the family, and I didn't want to go back."

"But I have nowhere to go now and I have met you again. Isn't this God's arrangement? So can I follow you Xiaozhi?"

Jiang Yazhen said this, and Song Zhi couldn't refuse. As long as it didn't delay his own practice, there would be no problem, so he nodded and said, "Of course."

"Haha, it's great!" Jiang Yazhen smiled happily, swept the haze between her eyebrows and threw herself into Song Zhi's arms, causing Song Zhi's cheeks to turn red and he didn't know where to put his hands.

Next, Song Zhi continued to concentrate on finding the feeling of unity between body and mind, and at the same time tried to use the secret method "Yanzhuo" to temper the bones. The high temperature rising from Song Zhi's body in the water met the cold pool water, and a whirlpool mist evaporated on the water surface.

The bones tempered by the "Yan Zhuo" method are red gold after they are completed, and can withstand the power of ten thousand pounds without shattering. When using the Yan method, they are like waving their arms. Especially after reaching the realm of Ren Wang, it will be of great use. It is the secret of the descendants of the Taishang Divine Flame to dominate the world.

Jiang Yazhen sat on the huge rock on the shore and meditated. As her frown and silently recited, the purple patterns on her neck began to dim. Finally, she vomited a mouthful of black blood and her face relaxed a lot.

However, her eyes were very cold, and she looked deep in the east desert and said to herself: "Even if my life is not long, I, Jiang Yazhen, don't want to make wedding dresses for others..."

Soon night fell, and a figure jumped straight down from the cliff, and a piece of gunpowder hit the ground, which attracted Song Zhi and Jiang Yazhen to look at each other.

The person coming was Huo Yuanlong. He was carrying two jars of fine wine in his hand and walked towards him with a smile.

After he woke up in Han Xiuchen, even though the young boss claimed that he was just curious about how the monks practiced and was stunned by the scene of the two people playing in the water below as soon as he poked his head, Huo Yuanlong still blackmailed a lot in the name of Song Zhi's guardian.

The two jars of fine wine in his hand were brought by Han Xiuchen when he first arrived in the Eastern Wilderness, and he regarded it as his lifeblood.

But now, it's Huo Yuanlong's.

Huo Yuanlong, who had wine, was naturally satisfied. When he saw Song Zhi, a strange friend, raised his hand without seeing him, then sat down at the bonfire and shouted to Song Zhi: "Stop practicing, come and drink!"

Jiang Yazhen's face was cold throughout the whole process, but her back was slightly arched like a cat and maintained a curve of movement at any time, because her instinct could feel that the seemingly casual man in front of her was as terrifying as a beast in her body.

Huo Yuanlong opened a jar of wine, sucked it with his nose and suddenly showed an intoxicated look. No wonder the boy cried like a pool of mud when he was having wine. It turned out that he was the best daughter Hong.

Looking at Jiang Yazhen not far away, Huo Yuanlong picked up another jar of wine with his toes and threw it over.

"This friend, don't be so nervous."

Jiang Yazhen frowned slightly with his eyebrows, poked out his arms, took the wine jar and turned around, opened the wine plug and sniffed it slightly, and then relaxed his expression. Then he leaned his head and poured it into his mouth. The clear wine sauce was like a thin line, showing unruly under the moonlight.

Huo Yuanlong also took a sip of wine, shook his finger and laughed, "As soon as I looked at you, I knew you were a person in the wine hall."

At this moment, Song Zhi also came to the bonfire, looked at Jiang Yazhen and then looked at Huo Yuanlong, spread his hands and asked, "Where is my wine."

Huo Yuanlong put a few bottles on his mouth, then pretended to hand the wine jar to Song Zhi, and Song Zhi immediately pushed it back: "Are you disgusting?"

"Hahaha, I'm afraid you'll ruin my wine." Huo Yuanlong laughed, not at all the awareness of a great master.

Jiang Yazhen also walked over softly at this moment, holding a wine pot in his hand and looking at Huo Yuanlong. After hearing the conversation between him and Song Zhi, he left a good impression.

Huo Yuanlong also saw Jiang Yazhen's face clearly under the fire, especially his purple eyes, which were very eye-catching. He quickly saw through her identity: "A girl from the East God Clan? It's rare."

Jiang Yazhen's alert as soon as he let go rose up, and looked at Huo Yuanlong with a bad look.
To be continued...