Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 420 You Will Hurt

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The setting sun is like blood.

In the mountains and fields north of Lanxian Town, the mottled shadows of the trees swayed uncontrollably.

A delicate figure with white hair leans in a wide dark blue robe, blending with the light and shadow cast by the setting sun... It seems like a scenery that already exists between heaven and earth.

Si He raised her head high, and pressed her lips against Zhao Qing's, breathing hot and scalding air...

But her eyes became more and more indifferent, staring coldly at the man's cheek, and there was no emotion on her pretty face, just like ice that had not melted for thousands of years.

Zhao Qing held the slender waist tighter in his arms, feeling the girl's soft lips... looking at the cold and peerless face in front of him, he felt lost in his heart.

Those beautiful eyes, as deep as a cold pond, make people feel frightened and terrified.

Her fair and flawless profile and tall, straight nose had also lost their former liveliness and charm.

The two seemingly emotionless eyebrows are like two dark blue scimitars...

"Your stinky face looks really bitter."

Zhao Qing chuckled and transmitted his thoughts, but he was still as out of tune as ever.

To be honest, the master's cold expression is actually more seductive than usual.

However, Si He was not in any mood... to continue talking nonsense with him.

The girl's cold eyes seemed even more indifferent.

As they leaned over and kissed, she couldn't help but bite the man hard, leaving him with a lingering hot, fishy, ​​and sweet taste.

Her eyes finally began to tremble, revealing a very reluctant tenderness. After sucking the blood lightly, she hugged Zhao Qing and lay down in the mountains.

Si He nestled in the man's arms like a little animal.

His dark and lifeless eyes slowly closed, and he felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.

The thoughts are transmitted.

Those handfuls of blood and those humble words were like sharp blades cutting into his heart.

His bones were broken and tendons were torn...it was his fault in the first place.

What's wrong with him?

He was indeed at fault.

After becoming the Blood Robe Walker, he didn't seek the Thousand-Foot Opportunity that belonged to the Walker. Instead, he took two bones from the Dragon Abyss for Qing Huan and tore a tendon for himself...

The purpose of removing Qinghuan's bones is to help Qinghuan practice and improve his bloodline qualifications.

But to remove the tendons for yourself...

But it was just to help me vent my anger and make myself happy...

"Are you a licker?"

Si He nestled in the man's arms, with a lingering look of heartache between her brows.

But the words that came out of her cherry lips were still cold and sarcastic.

Zhao Qing:?

He raised the girl's chin suspiciously and scolded her with a smile, "Don't you have a brain?"

"If I practice on my own, I might not be able to get you out even after thousands of years."

"Please her a little, return her bones and muscles, and you will be free soon."

"Such a simple account, can't you figure it out?"

Zhao Qing spoke lightly and turned to gently rub the white hair in his arms.

Si He opened his eyes and stared at Yanxia in the distance, without any response.

What she wanted to say just now was not whether Zhao Qing would save her or not.

But...

The girl glared at the man fiercely.

When she raised her slender hand, she found a handful of crystal clear dragon tendons.

Vigorous vitality flows on the flawless jade veins, reflecting the setting sun and emitting beautiful light, just like a jade whip held in the hand.

"idiot!"

Even though Si He was filled with bitterness and heartache, he still used his jade whip to lift the man's chin in a frivolous manner as he did in the past.

Like a queen high above, she looked down at the man, pressing his chest and sarcastically spitting, "If you hadn't removed this tendon for me, would I have to endure all this suffering?"

Zhao Qing was slightly stunned, and then he pressed Si He into his arms, as if with his cultivation level he could easily imprison the great demon.

"You're the fucking idiot."

"If I don't take this tendon, our family won't have this magical treasure."

"Trading my tendons for the Blood Robe Tower Master's dragon tendons, isn't that a huge profit?"

Si He suddenly raised his eyes and stared at Zhao Qing's smiling eyes.

Those strange vertical pupils flashed with a faint light, as if they were ready to kill the man under them at any time.

She slowly tightened her grip on the dragon tendon in her hand, and a powerful demonic energy began to surge around her...

The next moment!

A vast and violent aura swept over.

The heaven and earth were stable, yin and yang were in disorder, the years were disordered, and the bloody seal covering the Chu State was violently shaking.

A shrill dragon roar was heard, and a dragon shadow turned into a blood-red stream of light, rushing towards Si He's head madly, trying to suppress the mysterious power of the fragment of the Heavenly Dao.

At the same time, her vitality was like a river with its floodgates opened, being wantonly plundered and eroded by the blood shadow, which was more tremendous than the loss in the past hundreds of years.

The dark green mountains seemed to have been twisted in time, with each moment changing unpredictably. Even Zhao Qing felt that his lifespan was being extended...

Si He's white hair danced wildly, and he continued to lean over Zhao Qing's chest, staring intently at him, completely ignoring the erosion of the blood-stained seal on himself...

Only three breaths of time.

The dragon tendon in her hand lost all its vitality and magic, becoming shriveled and fragile, not to mention crystal clear and flawless.

It seemed as if it had gone through endless years, and was gently lifted up by Si He's slender hand... It turned into smoke and dust and disappeared with the wind.

Si He seemed to be taking revenge for something as well.

Qingying punished Zhao Qing's tendons, so she also wanted to break the other person's tendons.

Moreover, he used the fragments of his own avenue to directly turn the dragon tendon into smoke and dust.

The girl breathed slightly and looked a little weak.

She stared at Zhao Qingqing coldly and doubtfully asked, "Are you still making money?"

Zhao Qing's lips moved slightly...

But he remained silent, feeling mixed emotions.

I feel sad for Si He’s fading vitality.

There is the warmth of her venting her feelings for me.

There was also the regret of watching the dragon tendons being destroyed...

It is not only a unique treasure in the world, but also something that Si He has been unable to put down these days.

What a spendthrift woman.

"No, I'll give you something else later." He finally smiled and said softly.

Then he raised his hand and stroked the girl's indifferent face, hugging her delicate body tightly against his chest.

Hearing this, Si He looked a little dazed.

Give me something else?

She stared at the smile of the man in front of her, feeling confused and helpless for a moment.

Come to think of it, that dragon tendon was the first thing Zhao Qing gave her... not long ago.

Si He's eyes trembled slightly.

The delicate head leaned on the man's shoulder, transforming into a gentle and nimble snow-white little fox.

She extended her small, warm tongue and quietly licked his earlobe.

The narrow fox eyes were a little blurry and absent-minded...

"You shouldn't be in charge of me."

"It's fine for me to stay on Shouyun Mountain. You can already walk, so you should take them away."

"Qingying is right. Not only am I useless to you, I'll also often bully you..."

Thoughts are transmitted silently.

Zhao Qing couldn't help but look sideways in surprise.

He lay very comfortably in the mountains, holding the little snow beast in his hands and holding it in front of him.

When he looked into those eyes full of heartache, he gave her a small and lovely fox kiss in a very intimate way.

Then he whispered softly and comforted her, "Qing Huan will save her master, and I must save mine too."

"Master, don't you always want to leave Chu State?"

"I used a puppet once in Qionghai Prefecture, and it was really awkward."

Si He did not respond to this.

She simply broke free from Zhao Qing's hands, leaned quietly on his shoulder, and stopped communicating with him.

The cool evening breeze blew gently, and the lush trees swayed uncontrollably.

The deep night gradually covered the sky.

Like ink.

Zhao Qing didn't say anything else, and lay in the mountains in a trance... listening to the clear canal flowing and watching the crescent moon climbing up the treetops.

The little snow beast seemed to have lost its mind.

She just licked the man's body stupidly.

She stepped gently on his body, occasionally licking his wrist with her nimble and sweet tongue, and occasionally slipping into his clothes and rubbing his chest with her slender fox neck.

It seemed to be just a little country fox without any cultivation or intelligence... except that it had two short and cute horns on its head.

"damn thing."

At some point, another indifferent and cold voice was heard. It was the majestic primordial spirit that condensed into a whisper and poured into the Niwan.

Zhao Qing suddenly smiled, casually stroked the little animal on his shoulder, and held it in his arms.

He whispered softly, "Master."

The word "master" only made Si He's heart uneasy.

She was silent for a moment, then finally spoke in human language, saying coldly, "My vitality can enlighten wild beasts and turn them into monsters."

Zhao Qing rested his head on his arm and replied softly, "I know."

Of course he knew the effect of Sihe's vitality. Wasn't that how the beast tide on Shouyun Mountain came about?

Not to mention that Si Bu Shou is now lying at home. He was originally just an ordinary little wild cat.

The little fox raised his eyes to glance at the man, and then said coldly: "I promised the bone girl that if she can't find the immortal treasure, I can help her condense her flesh and blood body."

Zhao Qing looked at the little fox in his arms in surprise and replied with a smile, "I know."

"Because of the difference between Cheng Huang and me, my blood and bones are not weaker than Liu Duan at all." Si He was silent for a moment and continued to speak.

"It would be easy to use my blood to repair Qing Huan's broken body."

Zhao Qing let out a long sigh and laughed, then nodded and stroked the slender fox neck in his arms: "I know."

"Now that your bones and muscles are broken, just come back. I'll bathe you in blood, and you'll be back to normal overnight."

Si He continued to talk about the wonderful uses of his vast vitality.

But Zhao Qing just chuckled and nodded without saying anything else.

"You can use my bones to make elixirs, and my blood-painted talismans to perform formations... I can also use them to strengthen your bodies, and I can also use them to perform the Blood Slaughter Divine Ability..."

"Even Qing Huan knows to cry to you and ask you to feel more pain."

"You are guarding the most magnificent immortal treasure in the world, why have you never asked me for it?"

Zhao Qing: ...

Because it's your blood, do you even need to ask?

Sensing the man's thoughts, Si He's eyes couldn't help but tremble slightly.

She also sent out her thoughts, and scolded with a lighthearted smile: "Your master has plenty of blood, it's inexhaustible."

"Even if I give you half of my body, with the vitality of the fragments of the Heavenly Dao, I can be reborn overnight..."

Zhao Qing:! ?

He immediately chuckled and joked: "Then you break it, I want the butt."

The little fox glared at him fiercely and fell silent.

Zhao Qing sighed deeply, stood up and put Si He on his shoulder.

Then he took out the apricot yellow boat and sailed back to Shouyun Mountain... to take her home.

"Use your blood, it will hurt."

A whisper that sounded like a joke spread, lingering deep in Si He's mind for a long time.

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The moon splashes across the starry sky, and the night breeze is cool.

The bright moonlight reflects on the lake water and the turbulent and noisy waterfall.

The Taoliu Palace Garden on the top of Shouyun Mountain was once again filled with laughter and joy.

Amid the roar of the waterfall, the platform, which was originally used for enjoying the night view, became even more quiet and hazy.

Chu Hongning was leaning against the railing alone, wearing a scarlet bridal gown, looking peaceful and tranquil.

She stared at Shuyue busy preparing dishes in the yard, and silently listened to Qinghuan's obsessed love words to Zhao Qing.

Divine consciousness hovered in the study...

The queen regained her usual lively and playful face, and was pulling Xiaoyi to talk about the toys in the Xiahuang Realm.

At this moment, the white-haired girl smiled brightly.

It seems as if I have never been confused or worried these days.

It was as if she had never wandered in the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain.

It seemed as if there was no one leaning on the railing of Xuanji Pavilion, staring blankly at the mountains, rivers and land.

It was as if... she didn't notice Zhao Qing's injuries.

But Hong Ning knew in her heart that Si He must know everything, much more than she knew.

However, she did not ask, but just let her consciousness lightly pass through Zhao Qing's Niwan, deliberately playfully disturbing the spiritual entanglement between him and Xiaoyi... and then she left the study as if escaping.

The woman closed her watery eyes slightly, holding the pipa in her arms and playing it slowly.

The slender jade fingers danced between the silk strings, turning into a long and graceful melody, which was drowned out by the surging waterfall and Shuyue's crisp laughter.

It was like a faint little tune at the end of the countryside, neither cheerful nor sad.

Wisps of night wind blew by, lifting up three thousand strands of black hair and making them fly. The melody that was telling the story seemed to be carried into the mountains by the wind.

The song that no one has ever heard before is like her peaceful smile at this moment.

Elegant and gorgeous.

Otherworldly, but also gentle.

……

It didn't take long.

My aunt left the study and went outside the yard to help Shuyue prepare the dishes.

Qinghuan knelt under the desk, not listening to the strange words on TV, nor looking at the novel pictures on the computer.

She just smiled foolishly, raised her head and looked at her master.

The woman gently undressed her master and felt the heat with her soft crimson lips and beautiful profile.

She didn't care that her family could see it clearly. She knelt on her master's legs with her bare feet, and was ravaged and played with by her master without showing too much shame.

Si He sat in front of the computer desk and looked back at Qing Huan with disgust.

Then he smiled frivolously and made eye contact with Zhao Qing, and his figure disappeared in the study in a flash.

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On Shouyun Mountain, in the long-abandoned bluestone courtyard.

Another white-haired girl appeared here.

Si He's eyes were filled with reminiscence as she strolled slowly... It seemed as if she could still see the past when only Zhao Qing and she were here.

A faint and gentle melody came from the distance.

Unconsciously, the girl restrained the smile between her eyebrows.

She seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly whispered in a voice that seemed to be incomprehensible: "Call me Master."

Zhao Qing: ???

"Owner."

Si He chuckled and replied, "You still have a conscience. The master will give you more rewards in the future."

Under the stone wall of the courtyard, the girl turned into a little beast again.

He lay quietly on the ground without making any movement.

It was a little snow-white fox with a long neck... and two short, cute horns on its head.

A pair of narrow fox eyes seemed a little absent-minded.

When the fox eyes closed slightly, drops of hot tears overflowed and passed through the satin-like snow-white hair.

The surging waves even became connected into crystal threads...

She used to envy Zhao Qing for having Qing Huan to accompany him.

We both call each other master, so why can’t I discipline the little man?

But now, she felt that her heart was tangled together, as if there was a silk thread tied tightly on it...she couldn't lift it up, nor could she let it go.

It just hung in the air, emitting waves of soul-stirring throbbing.

It felt like being cut bit by bit with a knife, or roasted on a fire...

It would be good if it was really crushed and roasted.

But she just couldn't suppress the throbbing and hesitation.

The overwhelming pain and torture are like an unstoppable knife and an unquenchable fire.

I feel uneasy when walking, standing still, sitting or lying down.

But there is a hint of sweetness, just a hint.

It’s like the existence of one’s own life…it has another meaning, but also another layer of shackles.

"I always thought that if you treated me well like you were willing to sacrifice your life for me, thinking of me, protecting me, coaxing me, and accompanying me... just like Qing Huan, I would definitely feel great."

Zhao Qing was silent for a long time, then slowly sent a message: "Is it good?"

"Fuck you!"

“Not at all.”

"I'm such a jerk for dating a bastard."

Zhao Qing: ...