Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Dirty Brain

Zhou Li was completely unable to control the scenes that appeared in his mind.

And it's weird.

Perhaps it was Lu Rong's perspective, he saw a neck that was obviously a man's, with a protruding Adam's apple rolling, and hot sweat gathering and dripping from the flushed skin, dripping onto the snow-white skin, creating a faint red blush.

Beyond that, the touch turned into a tight, wet heat that made my hair numb, and my knuckles were bitten.

The scorching temperature melted the cold long fingers bit by bit.

Although all the fantasies in my mind are not straightforward, they are half-hidden and obscure enough to make people uneasy.

He almost subconsciously called out in a cold voice: "Lu Rong!"

All the scenes in my mind disappeared in an instant.

The tense back of his neck relaxed and he realized that he was sweating lightly.

When Lu Rong heard him call her, she realized that she had just been thinking about something shameful, and she seemed to have unconsciously fantasized about that bastard Zhou Li!

[My brain is dirty, ahhhhhhh, what's wrong with me imagining Zhou Li giving me a hand job! ]

Zhou Li felt his hands getting hot: "..."

[Don't blame me, it's his fault for having such long fingers. I just made the same mistake every horny girl would make OvO]

Zhou Li clenched his hands and took a deep breath: "Get out."

"Hey, you, I didn't say a word, but you were mean to me and asked me to get out." Lu Rong was really pissed off at Zhou Li. He was worthy of being her mortal enemy. He was really annoying.

Zhou Li turned around and thought, you didn't say a word, but your brain spoke for you.

Seeing that he was really about to leave, Lu Rong quickly reached out and grabbed his sleeve: "Wait! My father gave you the elixir!"

Zhou Li looked at the fingers pulling at his sleeves and saw two fingertips stained with black paint.

The one in the dream is more slender and clean.

But in fact, it was only the fingernail in the dream, and he couldn't tell whether it was the same or not.

"Rongrong!" A joyful voice came from not far away.

Lu Rong turned around and saw Lin Zetian, with joy in her eyes: "Senior Brother Lin!"

Lin Zetian was the senior brother who took her and Qiu Ling to practice sword. He was only one year older than her. He was very kind and enthusiastic, and took good care of her and Qiu Ling. As time went by, the three of them became very good friends.

Lin Zetian came up to the two of them and politely saluted Zhou Li: "Sword Master."

Zhou Li was not familiar with the person in front of him, and could even be said to be a stranger.

In the entire Xuanyang Sect, he only knew Lu Rong among his peers.

Lin Zetian looked at the sleeve that Lu Rong was holding, his eyes paused slightly. Lu Rong hadn't noticed yet, and asked him happily, "Brother Lin, what are you doing here?"

"My master asked me to deliver the elixir to Sword Master." Lin Zetian also took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to Zhou Li respectfully.

Zhou Li's eyes were on Lu Rong at this time.

[Senior Brother Lin is easier to get along with, unlike Zhou Li who always has a sullen face.]

Zhou Li's expression became even more uneasy: "No need."

He ruthlessly withdrew his hand again and turned away indifferently.

"If you don't need it, then don't." Lu Rong snorted and curled his lips.

The injury couldn't be healed because of his own fault.

In fact, it was not surprising that Lin Zetian did not accept these.

"Rongrong, Sword Master is like this. Every time I come to deliver something, I can't even see Sword Master. I can only hear him say 'no need'. But today I finally see him. Sword Master is really as cool and elegant, handsome and handsome as the rumors say." Lin Zetian's eyes were full of fanatical admiration for Zhou Li.

Lu Rong hurriedly said: "...Okay, stop talking."

Lin Zetian laughed: "Okay, okay, I forgot that you and Sword Master don't get along."

"That's good to know." Lu Rong put his hands in front of him, "Why did Elder Lin always send him elixirs?"

Elder Lin was notoriously stingy. He rarely gave out elixirs and didn't care much about Zhou Li's affairs.

"My master said that Sword Master might need it as he had just broken the mirror, so he asked me to deliver it."

Lu Rong seemed to be lost in thought. Both his father and Elder Lin had given him elixirs. It seemed that Zhou Li had been seriously injured this time when he broke the mirror?

Is it because you helped me break the mirror?

She knew that the higher the level of the broken mirror, the easier it was to be affected by subtle things.

Seeing Lu Rong was silent, Lin Zetian thought nothing was wrong and waved his hand in front of her eyes: "Rongrong, what's wrong?"

"No, it's okay. Just give me the medicine and I'll help you deliver it inside." Lu Rong said.

"There is a barrier outside Wuhui Tower, how do you get in?" Lin Zetian was puzzled.

"I have this." Lu Rong shook the bracelet in his hand, which could ignore any barrier and hide the breath and traces.

Lin Zetian handed her the medicine bottle, still a little worried: "Aren't you afraid that Sword Master will kill you accidentally?"

"He dares." Lu Rong was not afraid. After all, it was not the first time for her to use the Baili Escape Technique to reach Wuhui Tower.

Zhou Li didn't kill her, he just carried her out mercilessly.

"Take it easy." Lin Zetian handed her the elixir and asked, "A-Ling also asked me if I'd like to go to the Spring Festival Banquet tomorrow. Are you going?"

"Go!" Lu Rong had long wanted to go to the Spring Banquet to see how good-looking the handsome men there were.

This will also help her accumulate some materials for drawing.

"Then let's meet at the usual place tomorrow." Lin Zetian said and flew away on his sword.

Lu Rong waved at him, feeling a little unsure. Her father had said that she could only go out after reaching the Jindan stage.

If he knew that I had secretly gone out to play, he would definitely arrest Xue Er.

Xue'er is actually a little rabbit demon. As the number one immortal sect, Xuanyang Sect should not have demons.

In fact, in this world, the demon race is weak, and the various immortal cultivation sects cannot tolerate the existence of any demons.

When Lu Rong rescued the little rabbit, she didn't know it was a demon. Later, after she transformed, Lu Rong realized that she was a demon.

But Xue'er's spiritual power was low, and it was very dangerous to send her out. She kept it secret for a long time, but her father still found out.

Her father always knew how to deal with her. He didn't kill Xue'er, but used Xue'er as a punishment. Every time she didn't behave, he would take Xue'er away.

After a while, she didn't dare to joke about these things anymore.

In the current situation, she can only hope that Zhou Li can really improve his cultivation.

She put the two bottles of medicine away and went straight to Wuhui Tower using Baili Dun.

Zhou Li was sitting by the window wiping his sword, and the fresh air around him began to be invaded by the sweet scent of peaches.

He paused slightly, and Lu Rong's voice really appeared in his mind.

[Why is it still so cold and gloomy where I live? Aren't you afraid of getting rheumatism?]

Zhou Li's bed is really big, perfect for him and his partner to take off their clothes and roll around.

[Wow, still polishing the sword. That hilt is so thick and long. Hehehe, I can do anything with it.]

Zhou Li gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, waved his hand, and the sword energy rushed directly towards the sneaky person.

Lu Rong was planning to secretly put the medicine down and leave, but she didn't expect to be discovered by him.

She subconsciously wanted to run, but when she turned around she saw someone with a gloomy face.

Lu Rong thought of something he had not verified yet and was just about to give it a try.

[The clothes are so tight, it's tempting. I'll take them off for you later...]

A cold hand pressed directly on her head. Lu Rong was forced to look into Zhou Li's dark and cold eyes, and her brain suddenly froze.

All thoughts turned into shock.

He... touched my head?

Lu Rong was completely dumbfounded. If his sleeve had not landed on the tip of her nose and his cold breath had not been clearly lingering in her nose, she would have suspected that she was dreaming.

Zhou Li stopped her from having obscene fantasies about himself in time, and felt relieved.

He reached out again, ruthlessly picked her up and took her out.

"Huh?" Lu Rong swung her legs like a chicken. "I can go back by myself! Don't carry me."

This dress is too tight on the chest!

But Zhou Li always loved to reject her, and she was thrown back to Zhuiyu Tower again.

Lu Rong was about to start cursing in his head as soon as his feet touched the ground.

[Damn Zhou...]

Zhou Li had already found the trick. He lowered his head casually again and stared at her sharply.

She got stuck again, her throat moving slightly like a little quail, pursed her lips and stretched out a finger to push the distance between them.

"Heh." Zhou Li sneered at her deflated look, straightened up with satisfaction, and turned to leave.

When he returned to Wuhui Tower, he saw the fish that had escaped the net.

Two bottles of medicine were quietly placed on his bed, with a note underneath.

【I’ll give it to you, hum! 】

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"Rongrong?" Lu Rong came back to her senses after being pushed by Xue'er. She was actually frightened by Zhou Li just now.

This is absolutely the first time.

The main reason was that he had never gotten so close to her before, let alone suddenly touching her head and staring directly into her eyes.

Could it be that he has awakened the bloodline of the male protagonist in the restricted novel and started to exude charm to seduce women?

Or was he deliberately trying to scare her?

Lu Rong thought about Zhou Li's bad look and realized that he was definitely trying to intimidate her on purpose.

"Damn it." Lu Rong returned to the room angrily, sat at his drawing table, took out a pen and began to draw a hundred nude pictures for him as a gift!

Lying down, standing up, and kneeling!

Lu Rong had never thought that she could draw so fast, so when she realized it, she had already drawn three or four pictures from different angles.

Without exception, they were all naked and in seductive poses.

Lu Rong: "...Am I sick?"

She put down her pen, lay down directly, crossed her arms and felt angry.

If I had known earlier, I would not have secretly sent him the medicine, otherwise I would have been scared by him.

Lu Rong closed her eyes and tried to calm down for a moment. The bright red 99% progress bar in her mind reminded her that the question of how long Zhou Li's middle finger was had not disappeared from her mind.

It seems that an answer must be given.

"About twelve centimeters." She just saw Zhou Li holding the hilt of the sword, and her middle finger took up half the length of the hilt.

She estimated the size and kept thinking, if his fingers are this long, wouldn't his move be incredible?

However, as the male protagonist of a restricted novel, he must have some outstanding qualities.

[The answer is close, but not the correct answer. ]

Lu Rong thought that this was a restricted text system, so it had to be a little pornographic.

"Can it reach the deepest place?" Lu Rong tried to answer.

[Congratulations to the host for answering correctly. The system repair has reached 99.5%.]

Lu Rong felt very proud. As expected of her, she could answer such a question:

[A random golden finger will be dropped - it can see through the male protagonist once, and the duration is five seconds.]

perspective?

Lu Rong even suspected that he had seen it wrong.

Is she looking for the kind of perspective where she can see through the other person's clothes?

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Later, Rong Bao will find that the number is also against the sky.