"Hey."
The neckline was torn, and from the neck to the chest, a line of skin shimmered like a moon, shining in the darkness of the room.
He raised his hand slightly, as if he wanted to stop it, but then he seemed to be stunned.
Probably did not expect such a tough woman to exist in the world, Jing Hengbo thought that Master Ziwei, who was famous all over the world and was worshiped as a god, was crushed by himself and tore his clothes. But what she can be sure of is that Qisha will definitely applaud and celebrate the year.
She continued to work after tearing up all the clothes. Anyway, she was picking up an old man. She grabbed both sides of the ripped neckline with both hands and slammed it outward.
At such a point, a scene suddenly flashed in her mind.
A woman in a crimson palace dress rides on a man dressed like snow.
Pulling out the gold thread, pulling out the pearl, and throwing his hands, he grabbed his neckline and slammed his hands hard.
"Otherwise I'll pick you up in broad daylight!"
…
It is also vaguely this posture, this movement...
Her fingers trembled, but she didn't stop, "Chi la." Another sound.
The clothes on his upper body were basically ruined by her. Through the messy and torn clothes, he had seen everything he should see and what he shouldn't see.
His black hair fell down, bent on his shoulders like flowing water, scattered on his chest in messy clothes, vaguely familiar.
She didn't want to look at it, but her eyes still slid over, feeling a little surprised in her heart—Master Ziwei is already old, although the skin on his face is as beautiful as jade, but it is also the same on his body, like jade like a bright moon, like a rose blooming In nephrite pool…
Just a glimpse, her heart trembled suddenly, and her fingers were about to lift the broken clothes on her chest, trying to see clearly.
She herself didn't know why she did this, maybe it was subconscious, maybe it was God's will.
Just as he stretched out his fingers, the silent man suddenly hugged her. She was startled and wanted to break free, but he turned over and had already pinned her down.
She was shocked, afraid that she would be self-defeating, and hurriedly bent her knees to push her, but before her knees were raised, his knees had already sunk, and were touching her knees, and there was a crisp sound when her knees collided, and she almost cried out in pain, The strength in his body suddenly vented.
As soon as her body softened, he had already pressed her up, clasped her wrists with both hands, a gust of cold true energy poured in, and all her strength suddenly disappeared.
Jing Hengbo groaned inwardly, and turned his head to bite his throat fiercely—without legs and hands, without hands and teeth, in order to defend his sister's chastity, he must fight endlessly.
However, he tilted his head extremely nimbly, avoided the bite, and landed his head on the side of her neck, biting the skin on the side of her neck.
She had goosebumps all over her body, she was extremely resentful for her stupidity and boldness, and she was extremely surprised by her own judgment—what kind of status is Master Ziwei, and at this age, no matter how much she plays in the world, she has her own integrity in her heart, how could this happen Condition?
But no matter it was impossible or not, this situation had already appeared, and it was too late to regret it, she wanted to call out Pei Shu, but his elbow pressed her throat, and she could only yell out vague words. She knew from the bottom of her heart that it was useless to shout out, the two of them were struggling and rolling, the people next door should have heard it if they were conscious, they should have come here long ago, if they didn't come, even Pei Shu's injury had flared up.
She has already sensed the changes in her body, the hotness and firmness are enough to show that it is real emotion. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, her teeth pressed against her tongue, and was about to bite down hard, when a finger suddenly touched her teeth.
A liquid in the mouth quickly filled, slightly fishy and slightly sweet, but it wasn't her blood.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the back of his bleeding hand, her heart tightened slightly, but he didn't pull out his fingers, nor did he make any sound of pain.
His head rested on the side of her neck, and her body suddenly froze—his lips suddenly fell on her earlobe.
Soft and cool, jelly-like lips.
She froze, and felt that this scene was surprisingly familiar, but at the moment her heart was tense and confused, and she had no spare time to think. It was a slight movement, then a tremor—he licked her earlobe.
The electric light swept across, and the flying current penetrated, and a dense layer of pimples formed on her skin. It was not nausea, but a shock that inspired memories.
As soon as the lips touched the earlobe, they immediately gave way as if they were burning, and when they fell again, they reached her temples.
Her temples are black and soft, like a knife cutting out a beautiful woman's temples. Her beauty and goodness are also a knife that penetrates into the heart and lungs, divides the meridians, penetrates into the flesh and blood, and once pierced to the bone, it will never be pulled out.
She stopped struggling and stared straight up, not knowing whether it was fear or expectation in her heart.
The next moment his lips fell on her forehead.
She was startled, and tears gradually filled her eyes.
How to explain, how to face, this same order, is it a coincidence in the world, or a refuge in the dark.
His forehead was as smooth as jade, and his lips seemed to slide down automatically when touched, so close, so close, she felt his scorching breath and slightly trembling body, he was agitated, almost out of control, he leaned his body tightly He kept rubbing against her, as if he wanted to sense her heat, and at the same time seemed to pass on his heat. The cool nephrite skin seemed to be on fire while he was rubbing against it. He was burning, but he wandered back and forth, seemingly not knowing How to reach the other shore.
This feeling made her even more uneasy, her heart pounded, echoing his heartbeat, every sound was an unsolvable mystery.
Just like she kept wandering in confusion, doubt and shock, but he was helplessly swimming between pain, scorching heat and resistance. His self-control and rationality told him that he should get up and leave immediately to complete the established plan, but his body and physical strength made him have to stay where he was, and there was a person who was thinking about it day and night, the refuge of his heart, and the unconsciousness. Even death can not forget the deep memory of the soul, how to give up, how, give up.
Her thick eyelashes brushed his face, sweeping them away, making people's hearts itchy and restless, and making each other's heart lakes rippling peacefully, with dizzy ripples around them.
She suddenly felt that her arms could move, and she couldn't help raising her hand. The first movement was not to push him away, but to touch his hand.
The moves he had made, the moves she had made.
Her fingertips were cold to the touch, and she felt a bang in her heart, she didn't know whether it was shock or fear, she was afraid that she would touch the shattered ice in the next moment. But no, the fingertips became hot in an instant, making her shrink back, so hot, as if the coldness just now was just an illusion, she was stunned and felt confused for a moment.
However, he seemed to be stimulated, and he suddenly hugged her and turned over, his lips were pressed down fiercely, and this time he finally reached the destination directly, like a big wave, after traveling thousands of miles, he finally rushed to the beach he wanted to reach.
The next moment there was a cold in front of her, she turned her eyes in panic, and saw her clothes flying out from his fingertips.
This was still beyond her expectation, she opened her eyes wide and forgot all the movements for a moment.
After a moment of stiffness, the perception slowly came back. At this moment, the touch of the skin became more vivid. The scorching body temperature seemed to burn people's reason into flying ashes. She felt his urgency, which made her heart grow colder and colder. As she became more and more unfamiliar, she began to struggle again, but she couldn't resist his persistence. He pressed on every step of the way, and she retreated steadily. The next moment, he would swirl like a tornado of anger and sweep up her world.
She suddenly burst into tears.
It was just a silent drop of tears, he was obviously focused elsewhere, but he was startled immediately and raised his head in panic.
But she turned her head to one side, and said softly: "In my life, I only want to give to the person I want to give to the person I want to give to. Besides, I will kill whoever wants me."
He froze.
She took advantage of the situation to push him, and he numbly moved away. She pressed her palm against his chest, and suddenly felt a long strip protruding from her finger, like a scar... She immediately lowered her head.
But he got up suddenly, and with a shake of his arm, her clothes had already flown over. He leaned over and wrapped her indiscriminately, together with the package full of things, kicked the door open, and threw her out of the door viciously. .
She was in mid-air, looking back, stretching out her fingers, maintaining a posture of wanting to explore, her long hair fluttering in a flash, and her expression was complicated and mournful.
But he resolutely kicked the door shut again, and with a loud bang, her fingertips hit the door, causing pain.
She fell to the ground, holding the pile of messy things, she didn't even look at them, she threw them away, wrapped her clothes, and kicked the door with her feet.
But the door seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't kick it open. She lay on the door and listened, vaguely hearing muffled groans and rapid panting.
The voice startled her, and she wanted to teleport in, but she didn't dare, for fear that the incident just now would happen again, and if something went wrong, she would have no chance to regret it.
The door was pulled open suddenly, and she almost fell into the arms of the person who opened the door. She was overjoyed and surprised, but when she looked up, she saw Master Ziwei's face. With a beautiful face and a strange expression, she ignored him and wanted to look inside, but Master Ziwei came out and slammed the door behind him.
She looked up at Master Ziwei, he was still wearing the same purple dress, of course his chest was torn, he was dressed calmly to meet her gaze, he almost didn't stick out his chest.
His chest was clean and unmarked.
"Just now...you...that..." She felt that this question was absurd, and she wanted to ask but didn't know how to ask.
Master Ziwei suddenly had two red clouds on his face, and said shyly: "I never thought I would still be so beautiful, you can't control it..."
Jing Hengbo really wanted to smack his beautiful face flat.
Master Ziwei said with a straight face, "Of course, it is very wrong for you to try to molested my old man. This is a blasphemy against my Seven Peaks Mountain. For this, I decided to deduct one point from you!"
"Whatever!" Jing Hengbo only looked at the door behind him, "Where's the man in sackcloth?"
"You say I'm a good friend?" Master Ziwei blinked, "Let's go."
"Who the **** is he!" Jing Hengbo tried to bypass him several times to open the door, but he blocked the left when he went around to the left, and blocked the right when he went around to the right. Life or death will not let her in.
She felt like a cat was scratching her heart, she didn't know whether it was uncomfortable or confused or uneasy, this door was like a moat, which cut off her eyes and some secret answers.
But she didn't know whether she wanted such an answer or not.
"I'm good!" Venerable Ziwei answered confidently, stretching out his hand to pull her away, "The exam is over, and someone from the Thirteenth Taibao will come soon. If you are stuck underground, twenty points will be deducted."
She still wanted to struggle, but Master Ziwei's wrists were like iron pliers, and he dragged her away with one hand. She waved her hand back as she walked, and pushed the door open with a bang.
Pei Shu rushed out from the next door, and at this moment he woke up, Jing Hengbo picked up Er Gouzi who was hiding at the side of the grave, and looked back for Feifei, but Feifei was gone.
She didn't have much interest in paying attention, anyway, the little monsters are elusive, and they are very good at recognizing people, so they can be found at any time. She just wanted to know what happened just now, but no one was willing to give her an answer.
Or she herself doesn't want to think about it?
Master Ziwei didn't let go until he dragged her far away from the cemetery, even if Jing Hengbo wanted to look back, it was impossible. She rubbed her wrist angrily and asked, "How do you calculate the score?"
She waited for Master Ziwei to say, "Someone is cheating! Get the things for you, and you will get 20 points off!" In this way, it can be proved that the person just now is not Master Ziwei.
Master Ziwei waved his hand nonchalantly, and said, "Since you thought of grabbing it, and you snatched it, you've won."
Jing Hengbo gave the old fox a hard look, then turned to look at the dark cemetery.
There are no stars and no moon tonight, which cannot illuminate the dark sky.
…
He struggled to get up from the narrow shabby room, put on the sackcloth, and sat cross-legged on the ground. It took him a long time to stop the trembling of his body.
After experiencing the impact of a turbulent tide, his face was not blood-colored, but was covered with a faint layer of frost-white color.
After a while, his body trembled, and with a puff, a mouthful of purple-black blood seeped into the ground.
He supported the ground with his hands, and was about to stand up slowly, when he suddenly saw a button on the ground, it was the button of her neckline, which was torn apart when she undressed earlier.
He picked up the button and held it tightly in his palm.
The edges of the button are rounded, but it seems to be a pain in the heart.
After a long time, he put away the buttons and stepped out of the room. When he walked out the door, he was completely embarrassed, his posture was straight, and he was still dignified and elegant.
As he walked, he sprinkled some red powder, and left a few black handprints in an inconspicuous corner of the hall.
After finishing all this, he stepped out calmly. At this time, horseshoes sounded loudly outside, and the people of the Thirteenth Taibao had arrived after receiving the news.
When they arrived, he happened to be going out, he covered his face, and walked through the crowd as if he was facing an enemy, and blood rained everywhere he passed.
Only when he disappeared in the wilderness did the Thirteenth Taibao dare to rush into the underground base. They were shocked and angry when they saw the dead and injured subordinates, the messy hall, and the fourteen rooms that had been looted.
They searched underground and found the Twelve Taibao whose Tesuji had been disabled in the earth room. However, that guy didn't see clearly what happened in the secret room. He only vaguely said that a zombie-like person injured him, and another Woman, there is another violent man breaking in...
He spoke incoherently, and everyone couldn't understand why and couldn't help feeling anxious. A tall man at the head of the crowd, who had been listening with a sinking face, snorted at this moment, gave the Twelve Taibao a cold look, and entered the hall to search again.
This time they found a small amount of red powder adhering to the ground, and the tall man changed face and said: "This seems to be the soil of the Chishan League of the Ragnarok Alliance!"
"The amount is very small, did it stick to the boots and then left on the ground? Our ground is sticky, and it has always been able to absorb soil...Could it be someone from the Fire Alliance?"
"The man's martial arts just now are extremely high, and the elders who are not members of the Three Sects and Four Alliances cannot have this strength!"
Everyone immediately looked at each other in blank dismay—if such a secret base was discovered by the powerful and top-ranked Agni Alliance, it would be a disaster for the Thirteenth Taibao.
"No, what is this mark over here?" Someone exclaimed again, and everyone rushed to take a look. There were a few faint handprints next to a corpse in the corner of the hall. It seemed that the other party killed someone and wiped it on the wall accidentally. wiped.
The tall man approached the handprint, examined it carefully, and ordered the candle to light it up.
"Seven Taibao, this is..." Someone approached and asked.
"Handprints have a faint phosphorescence, rather like the unique green phosphorous used by the Jade Belt Gang for practicing kung fu..."
Everyone looked even more confused and uneasy—I thought it was the Raging Fire League who made the move, but who knew that the Jade Belt Gang appeared again, both of which were top-ranked forces in Heishuize, and it was not a good sign that there were two of them at once.
Is it a coincidence, or are these two forces working together to investigate the important underground base of the Thirteenth Taibao?
When everyone thought of the seriousness of the latter, they all looked dignified.
The Seventh Taibao straightened up, and said in a deep voice: "The situation is urgent, immediately write to the Second Taibao to report tonight's events in detail, half of us will stay here to scout and find clues, and the other half will rush back to the main altar!"
"yes!"
The tense atmosphere quietly spread in this dew-dropping morning, or soon, it would sweep across the entire Black Water Lake.
Standing in the cold wind in the early morning, the Qitaibao was facing the morning glow piercing like a sharp sword, but in his eyes, he seemed to see that not long after, the wind and rain were about to come in the wilderness.
…
Jing Hengbo was dragged back to Qifeng Town. What happened in the cemetery far away from the town did not attract the attention of the people in the town. Jing Hengbo believed that the cemetery would become a real cemetery soon.
She used the money she dug out from the cemetery to exchange for rice at the grain store, and officially completed the task, so she also received a score.
Let Ji enter Qifeng Town and gain trust, plus half a point.
Perfect cheat money, plus one point.
Discover the 13th Taibao underground base, plus half a point.
Get the loot, plus one point.
Complete the task, plus one point.
Additional questions to complete the task, plus one point.
Finally, there is a bonus item: half a point for speaking justice for Seven Kills at the inn.
There is only one point deduction item: two points will be deducted for trying to **** the beautiful Master Ziwei in the secret room.
After Jing Hengbo finished watching, he smiled, threw the ball of paper away, and said, "I should give me extra points for trying to **** the Venerable Master. With such an old face, I muster up the courage to do that. It's easy for me to do it." Me?"
Master Ziwei seemed to want to deduct points again, Jing Hengbo sneered and flicked the paper scroll: "It has been completed, no modification is allowed!"
Master Ziwei suddenly stopped being angry, looked at her with a smile, thought about it, smiled again, thought about it again, with a strange expression on his face.
It was a little creepy for this old guy to look at him like this. Jing Hengbo wanted to ask, but he gritted his teeth and held back, determined not to be fooled by him. He turned his head to look at the scenery outside the carriage. There was a sound of horseshoes, and when I looked around, a team of horses surrounded by a carriage was galloping out of the town at an astonishing speed, as if rushing to put out a fire.
For some reason, Jing Hengbo looked at the galloping carriage, and suddenly felt a damp feeling in his heart, feeling melancholy and uneasy, as if important people and things were leaving him.
In this world, there are many people who can't be said, can't make sense, and can't keep it.
…
When Jing Hengbo's carriage returned to the mountain, Qisha and Tianqi warmly welcomed her at the foot of the mountain. Jing Hengbo thought they were going to thank her for defending their reputation, but the teasers said that it was all because of her. Breaking the record—they've taken similar tests like this one, and they've never gotten such a high score. Seven kills especially expressed surprise and admiration for the last point deduction item. Except for Yi Qi, they unanimously agreed to select the most courageous Jing Hengbo as their boss.
Yi Qi said that he opposed Jing Hengbo being the boss, but firmly supported Jing Hengbo as the boss's wife.
Jing Hengbo's answer was a kick for each of them.
She turned her head to select the spoils, and there were more than a dozen items scattered in front of her, all of which were taken out of the small room. Boxes, booklets, tubes, parchments, everything. Jing Hengbo checked them one by one, and some were obvious. For example, there was a booklet that recorded the martial arts of the leader of the Mad Saber League. The price of blood. It is a pity that the brochure is obviously not finished, and it is planned to be added at any time. Jing Hengbo regretted that he should not have snatched the brochure so early, but then he thought, as long as this underground base is entered, the Thirteen Taibao will definitely arouse vigilance and Immediately move everything away, so it's right to act first.
There is a parchment scroll, which is a letter of oath. The date is still ten years ago, and it belongs to the Blazing Alliance. The names on it are very strange. The three people in the oath book agree that brothers will work together to create a foundation, and then share the power equally and never betray. Underneath, each dragon and phoenix danced and pressed their fingerprints. There were also bloodstains on this oath book, and it exuded a long-lasting and solemn aura.
Such an oath must be related to the top secrets of the League of Fire. For example, did the three people in the oath enjoy the fruits of victory? Is the so-called never betrayal achieved?
If it could be done, the Thirteenth Taibao would not have spent so much effort to find this letter of oath, and would treasure it and hide it under the cemetery in this small town, waiting to be thrown out at the right time.
These are things with obvious uses, which can be used to control the enemy or provoke and divide the enemy. Most of these things are stained with blood, whether new or old, full of the smell of killing.
And there are some things whose purpose can't be seen for a while, for example, there is a box full of strange-smelling herbs, which belongs to the Money Gang. There is a tube that contains a pair of **** paintings. The painting is exquisite, and the faces and postures of the characters are clear and lifelike, but it is really hard to say what significance it has. The mark on it belongs to Lingxiaomen.
Heishuize has three sects, four alliances, seven gangs and thirteen Taibao. The three gates are Lingxiao Gate, Lingxi Gate and Luocha Gate. Four alliances: Agni Fire League, Crazy Sword League, Sword Trial League, and Dragon and Tiger League. Seven gangs: Shenjue, Tianjing, Hunting Shadow, Sacrificial Blood, Jade Belt, Longxiang, and Yan Gang.
These fourteen things will be of great use in the future, so she handed them over to Zirui to put them away. At this time, when things were over and she returned to the mountain, she felt tired. She lay down on the bed and wanted to sleep, but she couldn't sleep. The skin...the cool and soft lips...the entangled breath coming through the body...the cherishing gesture that gently brushed the forehead, and the power and fierceness when it suddenly turned over...
There was a sudden heat in her heart, the heat was like a ray of fire, instantly pervading the whole body, she became more and more irritable, flipped pancakes on the bed, then sat up abruptly, holding her burning cheeks.
She bent down, a posture that seemed to want to empty her mind.
empty.
Even if some things are close at hand, she doesn't want to think about them. She is afraid that this thinking will turn the world upside down, and she will lose her heart from now on.
She maintained this position for a long time, until her brain was a little lack of oxygen, then she raised her head, got out of bed, opened the door and went out, shouting to the sky: "New test questions! I want to take the test!"
Only by constantly doing things and filling up your mind can you stop thinking so much.
The men looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding why she was so energetic all of a sudden.
A pair of unwashed underpants floated down from the sky, and this time Yongxue snatched it.
Pants is not the problem raised last time, this time it is the problem first.
"Name the hardest song that comes to mind immediately."
Jing Hengbo blurted out, "Uneasy."
The second pair of pants floated down, "Look at the top of your head."
Jing Hengbo looked up and saw that the big tree above his head had been covered with underpants at some point, fluttering like ten thousand national flags.
On the other side, Qisha pushed over a shelf with drawers on top of each other, and each drawer had a different color.
The third pair of underpants floated down, "Singing Uneasy, put these underpants into the water, let the two little girls wash them, and then put the underpants in the drawer, each pair of underpants corresponds to the color of each drawer, the singing cannot If you make a mistake, you can’t stop. If you make a mistake, stop or make an error in any step, it’s considered a failure. If you can’t complete it within a quarter of an hour, it’s also considered a failure. If you successfully complete the entire step within three days, you can get two points, and if you don’t complete it, five points will be deducted. "
"Fuck!" Jing Hengbo flicked his underpants, and Zirui hurriedly threw herself down to catch them.
Jing Hengbo glared at Wan Guoqi in those underpants angrily. Does Ziwei, an old fellow, live for the purpose of torturing people? Powers have always required concentration, whether it is teleportation or object control, you must concentrate on it the moment you cast it, and anxiety is the most difficult and most disturbing song to sing, and it is difficult for her to sing it fluently. Want her to sing this messy song? Singing and controlling things is already difficult, and she needs to sort the pants into drawers of different colors? This is equivalent to one mind and four tasks, okay? Sing, control objects, distinguish colors, and count time.
Qisha was overjoyed at the side.
"That's a good topic! Our underpants have been washed!"
"It's simpler than the topic we used back then, and it's cheaper."
"What was our topic back then? I forgot."
"Oh that's it. While fighting, I plucked the third hair from the buttocks of all the eagles that passed the top of the head and dyed the hairs in the dyeing vat to make a feather fan."
…
Jing Hengbo took a deep breath, well, it seems that the old guy really didn't embarrass her.
The bad friends heard that there was a new problem, and they all rushed over, saying they wanted to cheer her up, but Jing Hengbo watched, Yingbai was drinking, Pei Shu was trying to compete with him, Tianqi didn't know where to do it A box of jewelry was brought to admire, and the Seven Killers were looking for paper and pens to write down the nervous score, but none of them seemed to be planning to help her.
Zirui and Yongxue resigned themselves to their fate. They had already brought a large basin and prepared laundry sticks, and there was a small pool next to it, just for washing.
Jing Hengbo calculated the location, and adjusted the position of the cabinet for clothes first, keeping it in a straight line with the basin and the pool. If it is too late, it is very likely that the cabinet will be knocked off the cliff, and it will be impossible to get away with the reverse deduction.
First, I recalled the anxious lyrics carefully, and decided to sing the ones I couldn’t remember. Anyway, this song is also sung randomly.
He cleared his throat and started to sing: "Ahhh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
After singing a few words, I started to control things, waved my hand, and forgot the words.
Okay do it all over again.
Just trying to control things while singing, he has failed countless times. Jing Hengbo knew that this was the most difficult level, and it was the basis of the entire distraction ability. Objects, either the singing stopped, or the control of objects failed, none of them succeeded.
You can't blame her, it's instinct, it's the natural choice of human beings, human beings are complex animals, with many thoughts and thoughts, it's hard to do two opposite things at the same time, just like drawing a circle with one hand and a square with the other, it's not pure mind It's hard to do that.
At the end of the first day, Zirui Yongxue waited eagerly for the whole day, with her hands in the water nervously waiting for the laundry at any time, and she didn't even get a pair of underpants until her hands were wrinkled.
And her voice was also hoarse, and she couldn't even speak at night, and she didn't want to eat. Yongxue cooked the meal and brought it to her, but she just shook her hand, still thinking about how to use two things at once?
Zirui Yongxue persuaded a few words, and the two hurried out. Jing Hengbo lay down for a while, got up and walked to the door, and saw a basin by the stream, and the two girls were washing clothes.
Clothes are not underpants, underpants are exam supplies, and what they wash is their own change of clothes, but Jing Hengbo remembers that the clothes are clean.
Two people squatted by the creek, one washed in the basin, and threw it wet to the other, and the other beat it quickly, flipping the clothes and flying them to the cabinet.
Tianqi squatted beside them, and couldn't help saying: "Three-point force on the wrist, yes, just like this, swing! Yes! This angle is also very good when the knife is drawn, and it can easily break the tendon... Yongxue, you have used too much strength , you will soon be unable to keep up, you must learn to use force skillfully, the smallest force produces the best effect... yes, that's it... if it gets too big, it will knock the cabinet down... this time it's too small!"
Under his guidance, the two cooperated more and more tacitly, their movements became faster and their angles became more and more ingenious. Tianqi throws clothes from all angles, and Zirui catches them without even looking at them, soaks them in the tub, and throws them out to Yongxue with a flick of her finger. Throwing the wet clothes to the cabinet with a clatter... The clothes danced on the two pairs of snow-white hands, shaking the moonlight from the ups and downs of the hills.
The two cheered each other up while washing.
"Quick, quicker!"
"Don't worry about being fast, but be steady, steady!"
"Is it faster this time than before?"
"Well, try harder and achieve the fastest speed!"
"It works!"
Jing Hengbo supported the door frame, listened silently for a while, then turned around.
She crossed her arms and looked at the mist in the mountains drifting through the window near the cliff, erratic like flying catkins.
There are as many emotions in this world as floating and difficult to grasp, and as much warmth remains firm.
They worked so hard for her, why should she be discouraged?
Suddenly she seemed to have strength again, she rolled up her sleeves, ready to join their practice.
Suddenly someone knocked on the window, and Yi Qi's smiling face hung upside down from the eaves. She put a pile of frost-covered fruits on the table in front of the window, pointed at the fruits, and pointed at her throat.
He still smiled wickedly, but Jing Hengbo's heart became hot again. Just as he was about to scold him to vent his feelings, he suddenly slapped him, and he didn't know who kicked him off the cliff again...
Jing Hengbo laughed, feeling in a very good mood, before turning around, a long leg stepped in, and the visitor sat down on her table, grabbed the fruit Yi Qi sent on the table, and gnawed it in one bite. Crisp and crisp, he gnawed and said "Bah." With a loud dissatisfaction, he said, "What kind of fruit, it's so cold! It's unpalatable!"
Under the haze of moonlight, Pei Shu's beautiful and oppressive face shone brightly.
"Who ate it for you?" Jing Hengbo rolled his eyes angrily, his voice hoarse.
Pei Shu glanced at her, stretched his hand behind his back, pulled out an exquisite food box as if by magic, and showed her off, "Look, I'm the good stuff."
Jing Hengbo didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and left, Pei Shu jumped off the table, rushed up and grabbed her shoulder, "Hey, will it kill you if you take a look?" Of all the faces of concubines, the most incomprehensible is the most incomprehensible, wasting my thoughts in vain..."
"You are only a concubine, you are Yingbai's concubine!" Jing Hengbo scolded hoarsely.
"He's going to be my concubine? Is he worthy? He smells of alcohol and makeup, disgusting!" Pei Shu snorted, lifted the lid of the box, and offered it like a treasure, "Look, I found it in Shangyuan City!"
Jing Hengbo was startled when he heard Shangyuan City, isn't this the tortoiseshell capital? It's hundreds of miles away from here.
No wonder I didn't see him this afternoon, why was he running around for hundreds of miles?
Looking down, there is a plate of soft cakes in the food box. It is different from ordinary cakes. It is very delicate and soft at first glance. The aroma is very penetrating. Even the patterns on the cake are exquisite and gorgeous. This kind of cake is definitely not available in the market. Pretty much the same in the palace.
There is also a trembling transparent rose-red crystal, which looks like a big jelly, and it is crystal clear like a work of art under candlelight. There are also fresh petals of pink, set against green leaves, and brightly colored on the snow-white china plate.
"I stole these two things after digging through the imperial kitchen!" Pei Shu was triumphant, "The white jade cake flower jelly melts in the mouth, it's cold and soft, and mint is added. It doesn't hurt, eat it quickly, I wrapped it in my clothes, if you don't eat the cake, it will be cold."
Jing Hengbo stared at the cake and the jelly, five hundred miles away, in the cold weather, breaking into the palace at night, one cake and one jelly.
Anyone can do this kind of thing, treating a woman like a tyrannosaur like a pig or a dog?
She was full of a sense of disobedience and a touch of touch, born of an accident, and she didn't know how to experience such sudden delicacy and thoughtfulness.
"Eat." Pei Shu handed the cake in front of her, his face full of complacency, his black eyebrows seemed to be raised to the sky.
Jing Hengbo was in a complicated mood and wanted to refuse. Looking into his bright eyes, he finally took it slowly.
His giving and kindness are so direct and so simple, she has no reason to blatantly hurt her because of her various complicated thoughts.
Sure enough, the cake melted in the mouth, and the jelly became smoother and cooler. After eating it, the burning throat was soothed, and it was so comfortable that I wanted to sigh.
On the opposite side, Pei Shu stretched his legs long, leaned back with his head in his hands, and sat on the stool in a stretched posture, watching her eat with great interest.
He was actually thirsty, thirsty and tired. He first went to Qifeng Town, but there was nothing good in the town. He searched all the way, and finally found Shangyuan Palace. Because there are too many tyrants, in order to protect himself, the guards of the palace are also second to none. He broke in and out, and fought many fights fiercely. He also had to protect the food box in his arms from being destroyed. Those guards thought he never Something important was stolen from the palace, and he desperately greeted him in his arms.
Back and forth for hundreds of miles, holding things back like a baby, he also felt a little strange at first, how did he do such a thing that he had dismissed before? Many years ago, women would kneel down and offer things to him, and he kicked them down. As for the matter of a man offering courteousness to a woman, he even sneered at it. What's the matter now?
But this idea just passed by in a flash, and I didn't think there were too many problems. He is the **** of war who became famous and studied at a young age. Although he is well-known, but because he is devoted to fighting and martial arts, he doesn't pay much attention to external things and affairs. In the wind and smoke of the battlefield, you can see martial arts in the world, and you can see your own heart.
Until now, one more, see her.