Chapter 25 Chapter 25 Falling into His Palm
Lu Rong grabbed Zhou Li and wanted to apologize to him.
After all, I bit him like that that night, and then I said I'd forgotten about him.
He also tried his best to refine a sword for himself, which really shouldn't have happened.
But under Zhou Li's gaze, he found it difficult to speak and could only let go of his hand awkwardly.
Zhou Li waited for her words calmly.
Lu Rong finally uttered, "I'm sorry."
Zhou Li didn't react for a moment after hearing the buzzing sound, and Lu Rong had already turned around and ran away.
Zhou Li looked at her back as she ran away, and didn't understand what she meant by "I'm sorry".
Lu Rong felt that his meaning was very clear. After returning to his residence with his two swords, he put away the small wooden sword.
Holding the new sword Zhou Li gave him, he tried to practice it in the yard.
As the sword fell, petals from a pear tree in full bloom in the yard began to fall.
Lu Rong didn't expect that the sword was so powerful. He just pointed his finger lightly and the sword energy was able to shatter the petals.
She stopped and touched her sword with great satisfaction: "Now I have my own sword."
She couldn't let go of her sword. Xue'er asked curiously, "Rongrong, where did you get your sword?"
"Zhou Li gave it to me." Lu Rong originally wanted to show his sword to Xue Er.
But when Xue Er stretched out her hand to touch it, her fingertips were injured by the sword energy, and bright red blood dripped down.
Lu Rong hurriedly put away his sword, took Xue Er's hand and led her into the house to treat her.
"I'm fine." Xue Er said with a smile, "Rongrong, you are the only one allowed to touch this sword."
"Ah?" Lu Rong was a little surprised. Generally speaking, a sword would not be lent to others, but it would not be allowed to be touched by only one person either.
She even held the ice cracks several times.
Xue Er nodded: "I felt a murderous intent when we touched just now."
Lu Rong looked at his sword again and wondered how this sword could be a chaste and brave man just like Zhou Li.
It's worthy of being refined by him.
"Then I'll be more careful next time." Lu Rong felt that he couldn't show off even if he wanted to.
After Xue Er left, Lu Rong propped up his chin and looked at his sword. He slid his fingertips across the blade and muttered, "Why does it feel like this sword is heating up?"
She became hotter and hotter.
Lu Rong withdrew his hand, not understanding what was going on with the sword. Looking at the hilt without a tassel, he hurriedly took out a paintbrush and paper, intending to make a tassel for his sword.
Zhou Li, who was in Wuhuijian, felt the sensation of his fingertips brushing against his skin disappear.
His back was already soaked with sweat, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
How could she take so long to even handle a sword?
True color.
Zhou Li lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the book in his hand. Bing Lie had turned into a human form, sitting under the bed and trying hard to look through two piles of books.
"Master, why do you have to reconnect with Lu Rong? We were arguing so much." Bing Lie asked in confusion. The books around him were about to bury him.
When Zhou Li was asked this, he paused in turning the pages of the book. Why did he want to create a new bond?
Because he felt uncomfortable.
He wanted to hear what she was mumbling in her head all the time.
"I understand, Master," Bing Lie reacted first, "You want to hear her dirty words."
Zhou Li: “…”
He looked at Bingchuang's miniature face and threw out some more books: "Keep reading."
Binglie thought his master was crazy!
Really crazy!
Zhou Li read the book very calmly. He had to find a way to reconnect the bonds.
He kept flipping the book in his hands, but still couldn't find a useful method, but the demonic fire in his body began to move again.
Zhou Li looked up outside and saw a monster entering the Wuhui Gorge.
How courageous.
Zhou Li did not move. If someone came to look for him, it must be for a purpose.
"Your Majesty." A faint voice sounded from afar, full of respect.
Zhou Li did not respond. The person who called him Emperor probably had the same origin as the man in black.
"Your Majesty, I'm Lu Fang." After revealing his identity, the other party continued, "I've been searching for you for years. The recent unusual movement of the demonic fire brought me here. I wonder if Your Majesty is safe?"
Lu Fang spoke twice outside but received no response, thinking, maybe he came to the wrong place.
He looked around but didn't see anyone, but he followed the rekindled scent of the demonic fire.
Just as I was puzzled, I felt the air around me floating, and a voice came over first: "This is the land of the immortal gate."
There was a coldness in the words. Lu Fang was so excited when he heard the familiar tone that he knelt down before he even saw where the person was. "Welcome to the Emperor!"
Zhou Li did not show up, but just looked at the kneeling person and realized that this person was a tiger demon.
Just as Lu Fang was about to look up, a sword was already pressed against the back of his neck, and his whole body froze.
"What's your purpose?" Zhou Li asked.
Zhou Li was very curious about what these demon people wanted to do with him. Did they want to take back the demon fire?
I still want him to return to the demon clan.
"Your Majesty, I am here to protect you." Lu Fang said hurriedly, with loyalty in his eyes.
Zhou Li scoffed: "Oh?"
He didn't need anyone's protection, but the other party was also very persistent: "My Lord, the demonic fire in your body has rekindled. It's only a matter of time before the people in the Immortal Sect discover your identity. You need to leave."
Zhou Li: "What's the point of reigniting the demonic fire?"
"The miasma is reborn in the place where the demon race lives. Once the demon fire is rekindled, you can practice the purification technique to clear away the miasma."
Zhou Li saw that although Lu Fang looked honest, he knew a lot.
The art of purification is actually not a technique used by demons or immortal cultivators.
It is closer to the uncontrollable power of heaven and earth.
No wonder the demonic fire ignited when the Yin-Yang Spring entered the body, because water is the most powerful force among the forces of heaven and earth.
Zhou Li took back the ice crack and dropped it in front of him. His long sleeves were blown up by the wind, spreading a chill.
Lu Fang felt a familiar breath coming, looked up and saw Zhou Li's appearance, and tears of excitement filled his eyes.
"Emperor, you're truly back." Lu Fang finished speaking, then sensed another presence in the air, his expression changing again. "Emperor! You, you! You're in heat!"
His voice suddenly became louder, and Zhou Li narrowed his eyes slightly: "You want to recruit people from Xuanyang Sect?"
Lu Fang shut up immediately, but there was still some surprise in his eyes.
It is extremely difficult for the Black Snake Clan to express emotions. He had been with the Emperor for hundreds of years, but he had never seen him express any emotions.
I never thought that the emperor, at such a young age, would already be feeling romantic.
"My Lord, your demonic fire has rekindled and you are in estrus again. It is easy for your identity to be exposed. You should leave Xuanyang Sect immediately." Lu Fang was very worried.
Zhou Li seemed not to hear his words and asked, "What is the method for the demon race to reconnect with humans?"
Lu Fang thought for a moment and said seriously, "Sex."
Zhou Li: “?”
"After you make love with her, she will belong to you forever." Lu Fang said seriously, "If it doesn't work once, you can have sex with her a few more times."
Zhou Li looked at him silently. The demon race was indeed unruly.
"Other methods."
This put Lu Fang in a difficult position. He racked his brains for a while and then slapped his head.
"You can mark her." Lu Fang pointed to the back of his neck. "Bite her while she's awake."
Zhou Li thought of Lu Rong's slender white neck.
"But you need to transform into your original form." Lu Fang's words were a little useful, but also useless.
He transformed into his original form and bit Lu Rong's neck under her gaze.
Her dislike for him would turn to hatred.
Zhou Li didn't want to ask any more questions. Feeling a familiar breath approaching, he said to Lu Fang, "Leave."
Lu Fang also noticed someone coming, so he bowed and disappeared, and the evil spirit floating in the air completely dissipated.
Zhou Li looked at the person who came flying with a sword, but it wasn't really flying a sword, because the sword was like a floating leaf, swaying in the air, as if it would crash at the next moment.
Just as Zhou Li was thinking about it, he really saw the sword and the man flying down from the sky together.
The corners of his lips moved upwards: "Ice crack."
Bing Lie flew out and caught the falling sword and the man, and brought them in front of Zhou Li.
Zhou Li and the embarrassed Lu Rong looked at each other in surprise before they were prepared.
Zhou Li originally just wanted Binglie to hold the person up, but he didn't expect Binglie to directly send the person to him.
Bing Lie even bent the blade of his sword upwards, as if he was very satisfied with his behavior. His master would surely praise him for understanding his thoughts.
But Zhou Li directly bounced off the ice cracks, it was becoming more and more outrageous.
Lu Rong stood up awkwardly, curling his lips awkwardly: "I still can't fly a sword."
"So you want me to teach you how to wield a sword?" Zhou Li noticed from the corner of his eye that there was a beautiful tassel hanging on the hilt of her sword.
She really likes these fancy things.
"No." Lu Rong hastily denied, pulling out a wooden box from his sleeve and throwing it to him, "I'm sending something specifically for Bing Lie."
After saying this, she felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to fly away on her sword, but she was so panicked that she didn't know what to do.
The sword carried her straight to the sky. She was so scared that her face turned pale. Then she felt a force falling from the sword, and her waist was tightened by a strong long arm, holding her in a broad embrace.
Then a warm breath fell beside my ear: "Use your consciousness to control its direction."
Lu Rong's pale face began to turn red slowly, and he leaned against her waist.
Is he a beast?
Even without any reaction, the presence of that place is still so strong.
"What are you thinking about?" Zhou Li saw that the sword did not move at all when he pressed it down.
He couldn't hear her thoughts at all because of her clothes, and was confused for a moment.
"No, nothing." Lu Rong said hurriedly, trying to control the sword as Zhou Li said.
But he couldn't figure it out, so Zhou Li grabbed her finger and pointed it to the right: "Think of bringing the sword this way."
The moment Lu Rong's hand was grabbed, her whole body tensed up and many images of the hand began to appear in her mind.
Zhou Li's mind also began to emerge, a big hand slid down from the white and slender waist and slid into a deep place.
What is she thinking?
Zhou Li was puzzled until he saw the picture in his mind: her voluptuous legs clamped around his wrist, her flat abdomen soaked with sweat, and even slid down with her shaking waist, sinking into his wet palm.
Zhou Li frowned slightly.
So, she was thinking about giving her a hand job?
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The author has something to say: There will definitely be two more chapters today [Orange Heart]
I was so sleepy last night that my brain couldn't work, so I coaxed myself to sleep for half an hour before writing, and then I fell asleep and couldn't wake up.
Sorry for sending red envelopes to everyone, sorry sorry [yellow heart][yellow heart]
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