On the top floor of Wanhua Tower, Huamei frowned. In front of her were her four maids playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
"This Zhao Wuyou is really shameless. He has clearly given instructions to him, but he still dares to be so arrogant and make such a loud noise. Does he think he has a long life?"
After the painting girl finished complaining, she took another step forward and said angrily:
"Master, how about I bring someone to warn him again? If he still doesn't obey, then I will throw him into the moat."
Huamei sneered. She knew that Zhao Wuyou seemed to be doing this deliberately to attract her attention. If he sent someone else to warn him, it would be useless. But if force was really used, the Zhenguo Palace would also be affected.
It will hinder the face investigation and will be of no benefit to you.
After thinking about it, Huameihu decided to go downstairs in person, have a good negotiation with Zhao Wuyou, and teach him some lessons to prevent him from being so reckless at midnight again.
"Dong dong dong"
The door was knocked open, and Pipa Girl stared blankly at the smiling Thrush in front of her. She rubbed her eyes, not sure that this was actually true.
"Is Zhao Wuyou inside?"
"Oh, yes."
Huamei received the reply and walked into the room. Looking at Zhao Wuyou who was drinking happily, she smiled faintly, walked to the bed, and even filled the wine glass for Zhao Wuyou thoughtfully.
Zhao Wuyou lay on his side on the woman's lap. He took the wine handed over by Huamei with a smile and asked with a smile:
"Miss Thrush is in a good mood today. Are you interested in having a drink with me? It's a long night, wouldn't it be nice to have a close friend to talk about over wine?"
"Puch!" Huamei laughed, her round eyes shining brightly. She looked at Zhao Wuyou, who was now smelling of alcohol, and said with a smile:
"You little kid, don't be so restrained, and don't make such a big noise at night. Otherwise, I'm not sure you will die."
As he spoke, Huamei stretched out his hand and put it on Zhao Wuyou's shoulder. The latter looked at Huamei's hand on his shoulder in surprise.
But before Zhao Wuyou could react, what on earth was she going to do? A scorching power appeared on her shoulders, like magma, passing through Huamei's hands to Zhao Wuyou's limbs.
This feeling was even more uncomfortable than the first time Zhao Wuyou ate the marrow-washing fruit.
The hot magma swam around Zhao Wuyou's body, passed through his limbs and bones, and finally gathered and burned at his Dantian. Zhao Wuyou was horrified. He wanted to break away and make a sound, but found that he couldn't do it at all.
If he doesn't, he can only let the hot magma burn in his Dantian.
In desperation, Zhao Wuyou remembered the "Supreme Taoist Scripture" he had practiced, which recorded methods on how to guide external forces to his own advantage. Zhao Wuyou, who was tortured by severe pain, could only treat it as a dead horse.
medical.
He closed his eyes, running the "Supreme Tao Sutra" he practiced in his mind, and the internal force generated by his body began to act as a guide, channeling the majestic power, like magma, to the outside.
Zhao Wuyou was trembling all over, but through his diversion and guidance, the fiery power like magma was dispersed, and even widened his meridians in disguise. It even burned the impure impurities in his body.
Huamei, who originally acted relaxed, thought that she could abolish Zhao Wuyou's practice, but she never expected that Zhao Wuyou could divide and guide her power for his own use. In fact, Zhao Wuyou even used a thousand pounds to attract Huamei to keep moving towards her.
He transports power within his body to help him broaden his meridians and solidify his foundation for cultivation.
In the room with a strange atmosphere, Zhao Wuyou's face turned red and he closed his eyes in slight pain, but white mist continued to emit from the top of his head.
Even the calm and expressionless Huamei was a little nervous at the moment. She frowned and looked at Zhao Wuyou, trying to take her hands off his shoulders but couldn't.
For a moment, the woman who was called over to serve Zhao Wuyou didn't know what to do, so she could only stay where she was, watching all this silently.
The four maids who stayed upstairs, Qinqi, Calligraphy and Painting, saw that their master had not come up for a long time. They were a little worried and walked downstairs. When they saw the scene in front of them, they were all shocked.
"Impossible, Zhao Wuyou has white smoke in his head. This is something that only prefecture-level masters can do to purify his body and make his body reach its innate qualities. How can he, who is not even a yellow-level master, do it?
To this point?" The painting girl asked in disbelief.
The three women next to her couldn't give her the answer, but the three of them knew that now was a critical period, and they must not let the two of them be affected by external factors, otherwise not only Zhao Wuyou would be in danger, but even Huamei would be affected by the backlash.
Two women playing the pipa were kicked out by the painting girl, and the four women took a corner to ensure that the two people who were going through a dangerous moment would not be affected in any way.
Zhao Wuyou didn't dare to be distracted, and reluctantly used his little internal energy to divide and guide the majestic power sent in by Huamei. But as time went by, the hot magma-like power in Huamei became more and more intense.
The more it filled, the more it filled up Zhao Wuyou's limbs and bones, as well as his Dantian. Zhao Wuyou fell into a situation where he had nowhere to guide him.
"Since I can't guide it, I might as well refine some and use it for my own use." Zhao Wuyou was so burned by the scorching power that he had no choice but to concentrate his strength and eat away at Huamei's power bit by bit.
But Huamei's power was too powerful, and Zhao Wuyou's power was even swallowed up by her power, which brought Zhao Wuyou to a point where he was almost hopeless for survival.
"Keep on holding on, what if it can really be refined?" Zhao Wuyou used his remaining strength, not afraid of the heat and domineering power of Huamei, and rushed forward without hesitation, wrapping it up and refining it.
Huamei was horrified. She was aware of Zhao Wuyou's terrible behavior, but she didn't dare to speak out or withdraw her strength. Once she was distracted, she would definitely suffer backlash.
"I hope Zhao Wuyou can't refine my power." She could only place her hope in her noble and domineering power, hoping that these powers would not be refined by Zhao Wuyou.
But things went against expectations. After Zhao Wuyou lost half of his strength, he successfully refined a little of the power of the thrush. Then, this power as pure as the sea began to attack the magma power in his body.
Thrush is helpless about this.
One night passed, Zhao Wuyou refined more and more power, and even began to move towards his Dantian. He wanted to take back his fortress. The blue power like the sea surged towards the magma-like power.
, there is a great feeling of perishing together.
The day has passed, and Zhao Wuyou's power has become purer and bluer. The magma-like power in his body has also been slowly refined, and a clear and smooth power has filled his body again, comforting his already weak body.
Incomparably wide meridians and Dantian.
Until the next night, Zhao Wuyou finally only had the power as blue as sea water left in his body. Gradually, Huamei's power was close to drying up, but she ignored Zhao Wuyou's determination and courage.
He is a person who always takes revenge. Since you attacked first and were defeated by me, then I will attack your lair.
For a moment, the majestic seawater surged out of Zhao Wuyou's body, passed through Huamei's palm, and headed towards her Dantian.
Huamei, who has been practicing for nearly a hundred years, felt so uncomfortable for the first time. The power in her body was constantly being robbed and refined by Zhao Wuyou, but she had no countermeasures.
Until her Dantian, there was something burning like fire in the middle of Huamei's Dantian. It lasted for a long time. This ball of fire resisted Zhao Wuyou's attack, and also refined the sea water, allowing it to continue to turn into magma.
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As you come and go, the power keeps jumping from the sea water and the magma. The mass is much less, but the remaining power is much purer.
On the third night, Zhao Wuyou persisted to the limit, and Huamei on the side couldn't bear it anymore. The two of them called for gold and retreated. Half of the seawater flowed back into Zhao Wuyou's body, and half of the magma flowed into Huamei's body.
Both of them fainted, but the power radiating from their bodies was much stronger than three days ago.
Qinqi Shuhua carried Huamei back to the attic, while Zhao Wuyou collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.
The next day, all the regular guests of Wanhua Building already learned that Huamei and Zhao Wuyou stayed in the same room for three full days. On the third day, Huamei was carried back to the top floor by his four maids.
"This boy Zhao Wuyou actually left Miss Thrush in his room for three days and three nights. He is truly a hero." Everyone looked at the top floor with envy and hatred, sighing sourly.
But this news deeply hurt the princes and princes in the capital who coveted Thrush. They were all gearing up to give Zhao Wuyou some color. This chapter has been completed!