Zhong Wen stepped on Nangong Lin's lower abdomen with his left foot, pulled his collar up with his right hand, stared at the face that was bruised and swollen like a pig's head, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Nangong, do you still want to be beaten?
?”
Nangong Lin's eyes were dim and his heart was filled with despair. He never thought that he would end up like this, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.
"Snapped!"
Zhong Wen slapped him across the ear: "Since you don't admit defeat, I have no choice but to continue."
"Uh-huh-huh..." Nangong Lin's mouth was swollen and his speech was unclear. He felt unbearable pain as soon as he opened his mouth.
"What did you say? I couldn't hear clearly. It seemed like you were scolding me? It looks like we have to fight for another 300 rounds." Zhong Wen hit him again with a slap in the ear, causing his nose to snot and tears to burst into tears.
Seeing the handsome and elegant Nangong Lin like this not long ago, even Shangguan Junyi couldn't bear to look at her. She wanted to step forward to persuade him, but when she remembered the content on the note in her hand, she finally held back.
He said nothing.
"Second uncle, if you admit defeat, just nod." After all, they are related by blood. Although Nangong Ling looked down on this uncle, he still stood up and reminded him.
"Uh, uh!" Nangong Lin finally came to his senses and nodded repeatedly, fearing that if he was too slow to agree, Zhong Wen would hit him with his fist again.
"Zhong Wen, since my second uncle has given up, can you let him go for my sake?" Nangong Ling persuaded him softly, "With this contract, I think my second uncle will abide by the agreement and pay compensation.
, if you accidentally beat him to death, it would be unsightly."
Nangong Lin was already frightened. When he heard Nangong Ling come out to plead for mercy, he felt that her voice was as sweet as fairy music. He felt grateful in his heart and nodded more diligently like a chicken pecking at rice.
"You dare to covet my wife, you should be cut into pieces. Since Sister Nangong came out to plead for mercy, I will spare your life." Zhong Wen pretended to be reluctant, "Hurry up and admit defeat on the contract, and then get out of here.
The further away you are, the better. If there is a next time, I will chop off your hands, feet and five limbs, make them into human pigs, put them in the toilet and soak them for seven or forty-nine days."
The little girl sitting behind me asked puzzledly why there were "five limbs" between hands and feet, but Zheng Yueting hurriedly stepped forward and covered her mouth.
Nangong Lin came tremblingly to the spiritual pattern contract, dipped his right hand in the blood from the corner of his mouth, and tremblingly pressed the mark on the place where he had surrendered.
Thinking of facing his brother's wrath when he returned, he felt desperate. He turned around and glanced at Shangguan Junyi, only to see that this peerless beauty had already arrived at Zhong Wen's side and held his arm affectionately.
, eyes full of admiration: "Ms. sir, you are so powerful. Mr. Nangong has practiced for nearly thirty years more than you, and yet he still lost at your hands."
"Of course, how can this old man with a weak kidney compare with me?" Zhong Wen gently lifted Shangguan Junyi's soft chin, with a faint smile on his face, "Besides, I'm not very powerful, madam, you still can't.
Don’t you know?”
"Disgusting!" Shangguan Junyi's fair face flushed, and she was extremely shy, "There are still outsiders here."
While speaking, she glanced at Nangong Lin, her eyes showing some contempt but more indifference.
Nangong Lin's heart was bleeding.
"What the lady said is that, let's go back to the room quickly." Zhong Wen salivated at the corner of his mouth. He couldn't hold it in any longer. He picked up Shangguan Junyi's delicate body and strode towards the yard.
Go, "Let you see how 'awesome' a husband really is!"
Shangguan Junyi's silvery laughter came from the yard.
Nangong Lin watched blankly as the two figures disappeared through the courtyard gate. His chest felt tight and he felt his heart was about to break.
"Second uncle, hurry down the mountain." Nangong Ling looked at the romantic second uncle's bloated face like a pig's head, sighed, stuffed a spiritual crystal ticket into his hand, turned around and left.
Seeing that the show was over, everyone left the scene one after another. Little Loli felt quite sympathetic to the middle-aged man who was beaten violently by Zhong Wen. She seemed to want to come forward to comfort him, but was forcibly dragged away by Liu Qiqi and others.
gone.
Passing by Nangong Lin, Shangguan Mingyue glanced at his swollen head with disdain. Her heart felt very happy. Most of her resentment for many years had dissipated. She just gave a gentle "hum" and ignored him. She went straight to Piao Piao.
Walk to the Flower Palace.
Soon, the courtyard door was closed, and Nangong Lin stood alone outside the door. Under the sunlight, his back leaning behind him looked extremely lonely.
…
"Little brother, have you hugged me enough?" Shangguan Junyi was hugged by Zhong Wen with both hands, and said with both joy and anger.
"My sister's hand feels so good, I can't stop holding it." Zhong Wen said with a smile.
"De Xing." Shangguan Junyi rolled her eyes at him and said sweetly, "You have clearly arranged the words in advance, but you have added a lot of drama to yourself, trying your best to take advantage of my sister."
"Isn't this just for performance? I'm sure my sister won't blame me." Zhong Wen smiled sheepishly. He was so excited that he did add a lot of close contact with Shangguan Junyi.
"Ms. sir, do you want me to pick out your ears?" Shangguan Junyi suddenly hooked his shoulders with both hands and breathed softly into his ear.
Zhong Wen, who was already a little distracted, was made red-faced by her sweet "husband", and his heart was beating fast.
The two looked at each other and said nothing. From the gentle eyes of the Shangguan sister, Zhong Wen read the relief and heartfelt gratitude.
According to the movie-making routine, should I kiss him?
Facing this charming and beautiful sister, he knew that he should not arouse any more love debts, but it was inevitable that he would feel a little moved in his heart.
"Hurry up and put Aunt down!" Shangguan Mingyue's angry voice came from behind.
Zhong Wen turned around and saw that the eldest lady of the Shangguan family was biting her lip and glaring at him angrily. The golden clover embroidered on the red blouse on her chest was rising and falling with her rapid breathing.
"Sister Yue'er...Miss Shangguan, this...Sister Shangguan and I were just putting on a show and wanted to teach Mr. Nangong a lesson. We didn't mean anything frivolous." Zhong Wen laughed and put down Shangguan Jun in his arms. Yi.
Feeling the soft touch and faint fragrance left in his hands, he was quite reluctant to let go.
"You are a good material to be an actor." Shangguan Mingyue snorted coldly. In the Daqian Empire, the status of an actor is not high, and it has a slightly derogatory meaning.
"Not as good as Miss Shangguan." Zhong Wen chuckled, "You can actually coordinate with me flawlessly even though you're on the spot. This wit and acting skills are so admirable!"
"Who is perfect with you!" Shangguan Mingyue curled her lips and hurriedly stepped forward to take Shangguan Junyi's hand, "Auntie, let's talk over there."
She didn't know why, but when she saw Zhong Wen and Shangguan Junyi's overly intimate expressions, she felt a little irritated.
Zhong Wen smiled bitterly and touched his nose. Suddenly he saw Shangguan Junyi, who was being pulled away by the eldest lady, turned around and winked at him playfully. She was really beautiful and charming, and her heart was unknowingly shaken. .
What a goblin!
He stood blankly for a while, shook his head, sighed, and then slowly walked back to his room.
After closing the door and sitting quietly for a long time, he got rid of all the distracting thoughts in his mind. He took out the high-end spirit pattern plate he entrusted Shangguan Mingyue to purchase from his ring, spread it on the table, and began to draw the "Gathering Spirit Pattern".
Even in ancient times, the "Spirit Gathering Pattern" was considered a very advanced type of spirit pattern. Zhong Wen's knowledge of spiritual patterns was obtained from Yaowang Valley, and his level was limited. It was inevitable that he would be full of mistakes when drawing, and he failed several times in a row. It was easy to grasp the key points and completed the first "Spirit Gathering Pattern".
He took out a piece of spirit crystal core from the storage ring and embedded it on the spirit pattern plate where the "Spirit Gathering Pattern" was located. The spirit crystal core lit up instantly, and the spirit pattern plate was filled with colors, and a lot of spiritual light flashed through it, lighting up the whole thing. The room is brightly lit.
For a moment, the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be pulled by the mysterious force, and they gathered in the direction of the "Spirit Gathering Pattern". The spiritual energy above the spiritual pattern disk was so rich that a small spiritual vortex was formed. It was slowly spinning in the air, constantly absorbing spiritual power from all directions. As he entered and exited, Zhong Wen clearly felt that the spiritual power "swallowed" by the spiritual vortex became purer. He approached the spiritual vortex and suddenly After taking a deep breath, I felt that the spiritual power of the "One Qi Immortality Technique" that was slowly running in my body began to flow crazily and quickly condensed towards the Dantian. The speed of cultivation was many times faster than before.
What an awesome spirit-gathering pattern!
Zhong Wen suppressed his inner excitement and closed his eyes to look at the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" panel in his mind.
"Complete Mission 2: Successfully refine the 'Spirit Gathering Pattern', please draw lots to obtain the mission rewards: 1, The True Story of Ah Q; 2, Enlightenment (one volume); 3, Heavenly Secret Finger."
"Congratulations on receiving the award: Enlightenment (one volume)!"
"call!"
Zhong Wen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, secretly glad that he did not draw "The True Story of Ah Q", and at this time the task panel also changed accordingly:
"Task 2: Successfully refine the 'Eternal Sword' and get a lucky draw chance;"
Heavenly Sword?
Will you let me refine another dragon-slaying knife next?
Zhong Wen looked at this magical task 2 with mixed feelings in his heart.
"Leiyin Valley" is a famous weapon-refining sect in ancient times. Zhong Wen has the entire knowledge of spiritual weapons in Leiyin Valley in his mind. It is not difficult to create an Yitian Sword. Even the required materials can be found in Leiyin Valley.
They were found in Yingu's material library, but these precious ores were nominally owned by Shen Dachui, and Zhong Wen was still embarrassed to ask the old man directly for them.
After drawing several more "spirit gathering patterns" one after another, Zhong Wen stood up, stretched out and ran to the kitchen to start preparing dinner when the sky turned dark.
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In the dead of night, a figure quietly appeared in front of Leng Wushuang's room.
“Tuk-tuk-tuk!”
The door was opened, revealing Leng Wushuang's pretty face.
The beauty covered her face with her bare hands, opened her mouth and yawned, her eyes slightly blurred. The white nightgown on her body could not cover up her proud curves at all. The skirt of her chest was pushed up high, revealing a snow-white triangle area.
Zhong Wen felt like his nose was bleeding again.
"Zhong Wen?" Leng Wushuang rubbed his groggy eyes with a cute expression.
"Wushuang, are you asleep?" Zhong Wen asked with a flattering smile while rubbing his hands.
"Not yet." Leng Wushuang shook his head and yawned again, "I'm about to lie down. What's the matter?"
"I have some insomnia tonight, so I thought of coming over to 'practice' with you." Zhong Wen showed a strange expression.
"Cultivation?" Leng Wushuang didn't understand at all why he needed to "[Literature Museum www.wxguan.info] together" to practice.
Before she could ask questions, Zhong Wen's right hand was already pressed on her Tianling Cap: "Enlightenment!"
After a while, a dual cultivation technique called "Yin Yang Joyful Zen" appeared in the girl's mind.
Leng Wushuang's face instantly turned red. She rolled her eyes at Zhong Wen shyly, her eyes filled with infinite tenderness.
Zhong Wen chuckled, stretched out his hands to take her hot and delicate body into his arms, kicked his feet deftly, and the door closed obediently...