Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Hahahaha burp~
Zhou Li's Adam's apple moved slightly almost subconsciously.
[He becomes even more erotic when he moves. He really is a hot man who knows how to seduce people. ]
Zhou Li: Burn the man?
When did he burn anyone?
Zhou Li didn't understand what was going on in her mind, and she really had two faces. Her heart was so dirty, but her face was so calm.
He said directly: "You also come to ask about the sword?"
"My father asked me to bring you some cakes." Lu Rong said unhappily, "Oh, you mean-spirited person!"
If you don't dress properly at night, you will definitely have erotic dreams again.
"It's almost midnight now, and you're here to deliver some cakes?" He looked at the food box in her hand, but there was no guard in his eyes. He had been with Lu Rong for many years and knew that she was only good at talking.
"No? I prefer to act at night." Lu Rong stared at him unwillingly, "What's your business?"
Zhou Li raised his hand and stretched out a finger, and all of Lu Rong's voices became silent.
"Hmm!" Lu Rong knew that he had silenced her, "Hmm!" Bastard!
Zhou Li placed his hands on his chest, half-closed his cold, dark eyes, and whispered, "I don't want to care."
Lu Rong bit her lip in anger, staring at people with her watery eyes, but there was no murderous intent in her eyes. She looked a bit like a puppy trying hard to act fierce.
Zhou Li stared at her silently, her mumbling in his mind again.
[Zhou Li is so rude! If I could beat him, I would definitely pounce on him and bite his mouth off.]
Lu Rong was thinking dejectedly in her heart. Just as she finished thinking, she felt a heat flowing in her body. The spiritual energy in her dantian, which had not changed for a long time, suddenly surged like a tide, and the spiritual energy seemed to be constantly compressed and running through her meridians.
Her body, which had been silent for a long time, could no longer bear it. Every inch of her flesh and blood was filled with pain, and cold sweat dripped down her chin. She swayed and fell into a broad embrace.
"You are about to break the mirror." Zhou Li brought her directly back to Wuhui Tower, put her on the bed, and stood by her side to protect her, guiding the spiritual energy running around in her body and gathering it all into her dantian.
"Calm your mind, absorb all the energy, and lock the mysterious gate with your mind." Zhou Li's voice was neither hurried nor slow, calming Lu Rong's panicked heart.
Lu Rong listened to his voice, quickly calmed down, and followed the guidance of his spiritual energy to channel all the spiritual energy into his dantian.
At this time, the whole room was filled with spiritual morning mist, and the breaths of the two people seemed to be made of ice chips. Zhou Li introduced the excess spiritual energy into his body, and the rest gathered in Lu Rong's dantian.
She opened her eyes and felt that everything in front of her had changed slightly. There was a heat in her dantian, which made her very beautiful face look a little flushed.
Her long eyelashes moved slightly as she looked at Zhou Li who withdrew his hand.
"You almost did it today. You will break the mirror within three days. Stay with Master for the next few days." Zhou Li said in a businesslike manner.
"Oh." Lu Rong had just been saved by Zhou Li, so he didn't say anything at the moment, appearing obedient. "But how did I suddenly break the mirror?"
Zhou Li turned to look at her and said calmly, "That's normal. Once you understand it, you'll be able to break through."
Suddenly, a thunder roared in the sky, frightening Lu Rong so much that he huddled up in a ball. “Is it going to strike me?”
"No." Zhou Li remained calm, "I just realized it."
Suddenly the ground shook, and runes appeared around Zhou Li. In the flashing light and shadow, Lu Rong felt as if he had been cleansed by something. His face became even more dust-free and even had an ethereal air.
Damn, he actually got it!
He is the only one who can break the mirror anytime and anywhere!
Zhou Li took a deep breath and picked up Lu Rong.
"Hey hey hey, what are you doing?" Lu Rong asked hurriedly, shaking his legs.
"I'll take you back." Zhou Li said calmly.
Lu Rong had not forgotten his mission: "My painting! Give me back my painting!"
But the next second, Zhou Li put her at the door of her room in Zhuiyu Pavilion and said, "Burn it."
Then disappear again.
Lu Rong once again wanted to kill him: "Zhou Li, you're done! I'm going to draw a hundred nude pictures of you! From every angle!"
After she finished shouting, there was a loud bang in the sky and ten bolts of lightning fell, hitting the Wuhui Tower with its bright lights on.
She covered her mouth in fear and her face turned pale.
If Zhou Li had brought her back a little later, would she have been struck to death by the red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple lightning?
She patted her chest and found that a lot of people suddenly gathered in the air. They were all protecting Zhou Li Pojing.
Although Zhou Li didn't really need it, the Xuanyang Sect treasured him very much and would protect him every time the mirror was broken.
Lu Rong curled her lips, thinking that he had just helped her, so it would be inappropriate for her to just stand by and watch. She flew over awkwardly and wanted to join them in protecting Zhou Li.
"Lu Rong, why are you here?" Qiu Ling's voice made Lu Rong a little embarrassed.
Especially since everyone else was looking at her.
The entire Xuanyang Sect knew that Lu Rong hated Zhou Li the most, and she was never there to protect Zhou Li.
"I...I..." Lu Rong said in irritation, "Of course I came here to see how miserable he is!"
After saying that, she snorted and walked away embarrassedly.
Anyway, he is so powerful that he will definitely not die.
It was not until dawn that the thunder gradually disappeared. Wuhui Tower was reduced to ruins, and Zhou Li restored it to its original state with a wave of his hand.
Everyone knew that he was not far from ascension.
Lu Rong also knew it, but she didn't care, because the painting was burned, which meant that she would have to work hard for five days to paint another half-naked life-size painting, and another one with a naked body.
Now, even if all the people in Xuanyang Sect ascended to heaven, she wouldn't care, because she just wanted Zhou Li to die.
Brother Wu Le is so evil that he doesn't even let go of a single painting!
She held the paintbrush angrily, squatted down and opened the two-meter-long scroll, probably because she had stayed up too late.
My head buzzed, and the familiar electronic sound rang again.
[The current world is a restricted novel with a rating of 18+. Zhou Li is the male protagonist of the novel. You can use him to break through the bottleneck of your cultivation...]
Lu Rong heard it very clearly now.
She was excited. Could it be a system? A system that would give a cheat code?
Her ears pricked up with excitement, wanting to know the shocking secrets of Zhou Li, the male protagonist of this restricted novel.
[Bottleneck... bottleneck... bottle... drip, system failure, repair in progress.]
Lu Rong: “…”Okay, I don’t want the stupid system.
But she still remembered the words before the system failure.
Zhou Li is the male protagonist of the restricted novel.
So this is the tribulation he told his father about?
Is there anything more satisfying in this world than having your mortal enemy be the protagonist of a restricted novel?
Especially the mortal enemy who pretends to be pure and indifferent all day long, but is secretly sleeping with someone.
No! Absolutely not!
Aha ...
"Heaven will not forgive any man with a sharp tongue, even if he's the heartless and desireless Zhou Li!" Lu Rong was about to roll over with laughter. "Then he's going to have a chance encounter with his heroine, and then have all kinds of fun. Will he be on his way to doing that every day from now on?"
"Hehehe, then I'm going to find a chance to give him some pornographic books so he doesn't embarrass himself during his virginity."
Lu Rong almost vomited from laughing. Xue Er pushed the door open worriedly and asked, "Rongrong, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, it's okay, go to sleep, hahaha." Lu Rong laughed while holding her stomach. Although she hated Zhou Li, she would not disclose such things casually.
Xue Er thought her master had gone crazy again drawing pictures.
I didn't care about her and went out to sleep.
Lu Rong really would wake up laughing in her dreams, but as she was laughing she suddenly realized there was another sentence to come.
Can I use him to break through the bottleneck of my cultivation?
When she thought about how she almost broke the mirror before, she wanted to bite Zhou Li's mouth.
Really?
Lu Rong sat up hastily, as if he had discovered a huge secret: "Could it be that... YY can increase his cultivation?"
She touched her chin and said, "But I really wanted to bite his mouth to pieces, not kiss it to pieces."
Lu Rong was a little uncertain. It seemed that he had to find time tomorrow to verify whether it was as he guessed.
If that is true, then Zhou Li must be born with the Holy Body of the Hehuan Sect.
Tsk, geniuses are indeed gifted in every field.
*
Wuhuijian, shrouded in a powerful barrier, is covered with frost and snow in the warm spring sun.
Even the seven-story Wuhui Tower was frozen by the frost at this moment, and a long ice-cracked sword was placed across the front of the building, exuding a murderous aura.
Anyone who breaks in will be killed by the sword.
In the room, Zhou Li was surrounded by a vast and unbridled spiritual energy, which trapped him like a cage.
His face was visibly pale, and a slender, jet-black tail extended from under the hem of his clothes, which was almost invisible in the darkness.
He has entered a state of meditation, with thousands of swords hanging high in his sea of consciousness.
"You are a demon." Countless voices surrounded the ears, like the Buddha's words pressing on people's hearts, making them confused.
Zhou Li stood in the vastness without any feeling of sadness or joy. At this moment, he was like a mayfly.
"Once your identity is exposed, they will all despise you. Everything you have now was stolen by you."
Zhou Li waved his hand and left, with a strong murderous intent rushing towards Wan Jian.
There was a cold undertone in his eyes, without any warmth from others: "I don't care, my Lord."
Ten thousand swords seemed to be enraged and stabbed towards him.
"Cold-blooded, arrogant, and conceited." As the six words fell, the sword energy came pressing down.
Zhou Li didn't move at all, and all the sword energy that fell on him instantly turned into frozen rain mist that wrapped him up.
Zhou Li was not afraid of the illusion in his sea of consciousness, and stretched out his hand to shatter the illusion directly.
He felt a pair of soft hands wrapped around his waist, and a warm body pressed against his back, soft and boneless, like a beautiful vine. Slender fingers slid along his waist, gently stroked upwards, and touched his chest.
Zhou Li knew that he had started to have those weird dreams.
He meant to stay still, but he couldn't control himself. He reached out and grabbed the invisible hand, put it to his lips and kissed the fingertips.
The soft hand slid down from his lips and touched his Adam's apple, and the delicate fingertips gently stroked the bulge.
Then the woman turned from her back to his to her front, tilted her head back and kissed his neck directly.
The lingering kiss carries a heat that can melt one's mind.
He held her in his arms, skillfully untied her belt, and reached out to touch her slender waist.
He wanted to look down to see who this person was, but everything in front of him was still blurry, just like before, covered by thick fog.
He subconsciously reached out to hold her chin and made her lift her head.
Blurred face.
The other person's fingertips touched his lips as if dissatisfied.
Zhou Li lowered his eyes and looked at the fingertips on his lips, his heart moving slightly.
The fingertips pressed against her lips were actually revealed.
The thin fingertips were like orchid petals, translucent and pink, with an alluring hue.
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