Zhao Rong kept his simple boxing stance and remained silent for a moment.
The next second.
The corner of his mouth curled up, and he suddenly withdrew his fist.
in the dark.
The young man laughs silently.
At this moment, Zhao Rong only felt comfortable all over his body and his limbs were light.
He put out the incense and opened the window.
The breeze blows in slowly.
Feeling refreshed.
Zhao Rong suddenly lowered his head and looked down at his body, his nose twitching slightly.
There is no filth and congestion in the protagonist's body after the marrow cleansing in the story books before.
It was just the strong smell of sweat after the white undershirt was soaked with sweat.
Sure enough, they are all lies.
Zhao Rong shook his head.
I walked to get water, washed away the dirty sweat, and changed into clean clothes.
After that, he couldn't help but walk to the center of the room and walk a few more fist stakes.
At this moment, Zhao Rong only felt that the walking was smoother than ever before.
Fifty-two days.
It’s been a long time since he broke through to the Qingxu stage after observing that punch in Da Wei, to tonight’s Zhenyi.
It only took him fifty-two days.
In his original plan to return, he estimated that he would have to wait in Qingxu for a year.
result.
Because Liu Sanbian had laid a good physical foundation for him before, and later he also worked steadily and persevered without slacking off every day on the road. In addition, Lin Wenruo gave him one of the top auxiliary items of the Ascending Heaven Realm, Qi Nan Agarwood.
.
It shortened the time to one-fifth and made a breakthrough tonight.
Fifty-two days, I guess some people say that the genius who is a bit less so is only at this speed...
Zhao Rong grinned.
He blinked and softly called home a few times in his mind.
But the sword spirit probably knew what he was going to do and ignored him.
Zhao Rong didn't care either.
He clenched his fists and felt his strength.
After completing the marrow cleansing, he has reached the state of "inner strength and bravery" in "The Art of Ants Ascending to Heaven".
Divine power was born from the bones, and the power increased over time.
Its arms, wrists, fingers, and palms are very unusual. They are as hard as iron and stone when pressed with the intention. The fingers can penetrate the belly of an ox, and the palm of the side can break the head of an ox.
suddenly.
Zhao Rong glanced at the night outside the window, thought for a moment, and pushed the door open.
In the next room.
Zhao Rong sneaked in quietly. Well, it wasn't actually a sneak. After all, he had the key.
He came to Su Xiaoxiao's bed.
sit down.
Look at the beauty's sleeping face under the moon.
Unable to resist, he stretched out his claws.
Su Xiaoxiao's breathing became rapid.
I was suffocated and woke up the next second.
Because I feel a little difficult to breathe.
She flicked her beautiful hand, and Zhao Rong's hand pinching her nose quickly retracted.
"What are you doing, Zhao Lang."
As soon as Su Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, she saw Zhao Rong's face right in front of her.
She stood up slightly, holding the sheets with both hands, rubbing her sleepy eyes, her posture was lazy, but her pink lips were pursed at this moment.
"Well, you're here to hurt me again. Stop making trouble and come up and go to bed. We have to go find grandma tomorrow~"
Zhao Rong got on the bed, turned sideways, and lay next to her, with an excited tone, "I'll go to bed later, but do me a favor first and put your hand..."
Zhao Rong's voice stopped mid-sentence.
Because the little girl had already lowered her head to untie his belt.
Su Xiaoxiao leaned forward with her upper body, tilted her temples, and spat lightly, then bit her lip and skillfully helped him untie his belt.
In the hazy moonlight, it was not clear whether the beauty's pretty face was already red.
She whispered softly, "He's still like a child, so impatient..."
"..." Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong hurriedly held her hand and criticized righteously: "Why do you think about random things all day long!"
Su Xiaoxiao raised his head slightly and tilted his head to look at Zhao Rong.
Even in the darkness, Zhao Rong could feel her somewhat playful narrow gaze.
It seems to be saying, which bad person taught me these messy things?
Zhao Rong's face turned red and he coughed twice.
"Um, let me lend you my hand."
After saying that, Zhao Rong grabbed her two bright wrists respectively.
He pounced forward and knocked Su Xiaoxiao down.
A quiet scent with a slight milky scent came to my face, warm and warm.
But Zhao Rong didn't pay too much attention, after all, he held it in his arms and smelled it every day.
At this time, Su Xiaoxiao's hands were pressed on the bed on both sides of his head by Zhao Rong.
"Come on, struggle a bit."
Su Xiaoxiao blinked and did not move.
Zhao Rong said in a serious tone, "I'm just going to pretend that I'm a bad guy and I want to molest you, but you will never do it until I die."
"What are you going to do?"
"Faster, harder."
"Well, I'm afraid of hurting you."
"Stop talking nonsense and work harder."
"Then I tried too hard?"
"hurry up."
Inside the house, the bed was quiet for a while.
It's still men on top and women on the bottom.
"Huh."
Su Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes opened slightly.
"Haha." Zhao Rong did not let go of the beautiful woman under him, but lowered his head, touching his forehead with hers, looking into her clean and bright eyes, his eyes were fierce, and he said in a vicious tone:
"Let's see if you, stupid girl, dare to use force on me. If you don't listen to me in the future, I will beat you!"
Su Xiaoxiao was stunned and blinked.
She stared at Zhao Rong's expression.
After a while.
Suddenly he burst into laughter.
Zhao Rong was a little worried about his face, "You're just laughing, be careful of this young master's ruthless ways..."
He didn't finish his sentence.
Because he was blocked by a certain woman who suddenly raised her chin.
Zhao Rong was startled.
Su Xiaoxiao's neck is as slender as a swan.
Taking the initiative to drink the honey water from her lover.
Not long after.
The two separated.
Su Xiaoxiao leaned in Zhao Rong's arms, gently touching his face with gentle eyes.
Why is Zhao Lang so cute?
"Zhao Lang."
The voice is soft.
"Um?"
"I'm going to give my grandma the fairy cave clothes you gave me and the poems you gave me when I was in the Wei Dynasty. It's my first time to take you there, so I can't go empty-handed."
Zhao Rong lowered his head and glanced at Su Xiaoxiao.
She didn't know what she was thinking of and was giggling.
"Okay, if it's not enough, I'll add more."
"That's enough, that's enough. Grandma will like it."
In the darkness, Zhao Rong looked hesitant and said hesitantly:
"Xiao Xiao, um, I have something I want to discuss with you..."
"What's up?"
Zhao Rong gritted his teeth, lowered his head decisively, looked at Su Xiaoxiao in his arms, and said seriously:
"Actually, I think it would be inappropriate for me to go see your grandma right now."
Su Xiaoxiao suddenly became anxious.
"Why is it inappropriate? I like you and you like me. Grandma is not the kind of person who looks down on others. As long as I am happy and you are not a bad person, she will support it. Everything will fall into place. It is very suitable...
Zhao Lang, don’t scare Xiaoxiao.”
"No, it's not appropriate." Zhao Rong said softly.
He reached out to hold Su Xiaoxiao's pretty face. Seeing that she was already crying, he quickly used his thumb to rub the corners of her eyes, but his tone remained firm:
"Fool, I can't get over the hurdle in my heart. I am not worthy of you now."
"My current level of cultivation is not as high as yours, and I don't have a great family background. Apart from my superior intelligence and handsome appearance, well, who doesn't know this? But apart from these two items, I have nothing to offer."