Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Enemies become lovers?
"You can see through clothes?" Lu Rong was a little bit unbelieving.
[Yes, but you must be able to see the male lead.]
Lu Rong: “?” Awesome, it’s worthy of being a restricted text.
But she is not a pervert. Who wants to see Zhou Li's naked body?
After she finished speaking, she looked at the fifth nude painting of Zhou Li that she had not yet finished.
"……"cough.
Lu Rong reached out and threw all the drawings into his waste draft box.
But the more I looked at it, the more I felt that my painting was good, so I took it out and pasted it on the screen.
There is a large wooden screen in her studio, which is covered with small paintings that she likes.
Although most of them are shameful pictures.
She specifically left a space in the middle to paste the four finished pictures, and nodded with great satisfaction after she was done.
"This human body, these abdominal muscles, the mermaid line, and those burning eyes." She was very satisfied with these pictures. If she was not afraid that Zhou Li would kill her with a sword if he found out that she drew pornographic pictures of him, she would have wanted to draw a comic book for him.
Zhou Li's looks are indeed unmatched, except for his cold temperament. However, according to his setting as the male protagonist in the restricted novel, he must be very hot in bed.
Unfortunately, he threw it out before I had the chance to verify my guess.
Lu Rong touched his head which had been touched by Zhou Li before, and still felt strange.
Why is he touching his head for no apparent reason? He must be sick!
Washing my hair is annoying! Now I have to wash my hair again!
Lu Rong was thinking when Qiu Ling's voice came from outside the door: "Lu Rong."
Lu Rong was too lazy to go out and just responded, "Inside."
After a while, a woman with a high ponytail and wearing bright red clothes walked in. She had a heroic look on her face, and held a piece of dogtail grass in her mouth and casually threw something to Lu Rong.
"Here, the headband you wanted."
"Thank you!" Lu Rong took it happily, opened it and took a look, then wrapped the peach pink hairband around her wrist, "This color is really pretty, and there are small peach blossom patterns on it." It must look innocent and cool when tied up.
"Why do so many people like this thing? It's almost out of stock." Qiu Ling sat down next to her. Her father raised her as a boy since she was a child, and she was not interested in these girls' things.
"Because it looks good, it will definitely look beautiful with a skirt." Lu Rong was wearing a bunch of fancy accessories, skirts, and jewelry.
She likes all kinds of beautiful things and likes to dress herself up, so there are many people in Xuanyang Sect who secretly admire her.
"Look at your room. What's the point of piling so many beautiful things up there?" Qiu Ling didn't care. He took the peach that Lu Rong had placed on the table and started eating it.
"Yes, it makes me happy." Lu Rong said as he got up and found something, then handed it to Qiu Ling.
"Last time you said you liked the sword tassel." Lu Rong handed her an open box.
Qiu Ling's eyes lit up when he saw the green sword tassel in the box. "Where did you get it from? It's exactly like what's written in the storybook."
“I drew the pictures and then had someone do it.”
"As expected of you!" Qiu Ling quickly tied the sword tassel on and looked at the glass mirror with interest for a long time.
Lu Rong thought, it turns out that no one would refuse something they like!
Oh, except Zhou Li.
She still remembered that when she was a child, her father told her that he had brought back a brother who liked sweets. She gave him her favorite candied fruit, but he took it without eating a single bite and threw it away.
So annoying.
"Rongrong, when I show my sword in the sect competition, everyone will definitely be attracted by it."
Qiu Ling happily held the sword flower, and the sword tassel was like the swaying sword light, which really complemented each other.
Lu Rong looked at the sword in Qiu Ling's hand. Only when one reaches the Jindan stage can one have a sword that belongs to him alone.
So Lu Rong doesn’t have a sword of his own now.
She also wanted her own sword.
Why didn’t the damn Zhou Li give her the chance to fantasize? If she hadn’t tried to fantasize through the air last night and it didn’t work, she wouldn’t want to see him.
"Rongrong, why do you look so sad?" After Qiu Ling finished flattering himself, he turned around and saw Lu Rongsheng lying on the table with a look of despair.
"I want to see Zhou Li." Lu Rong said, she wanted to improve her cultivation.
Qiu Ling even suspected that he had misheard: "Who do you want to see?"
"That annoying Zhou Li." Lu Rong said weakly again.
"You two have gone from being sworn enemies to being lovers?" Qiu Ling looked at him with a hint of anticipation.
Lu Rong was angry: "Unless I die!"
Qiu Ling looked away disappointedly, fiddling with the sword tassel and asked, "Then why do you want to see him?"
Lu Rong didn't want to reveal Zhou Li's secret, so she could only make an excuse: "I want him to return the painting to me! But every time he takes it back before I can even say a few words."
Qiu Ling thought for a moment and said, "That's easy. Let's go."
"Where are you going?" Lu Rong was pulled out by her.
"Let Sword Master come out to see you." Qiu Ling said confidently.
Lu Rong was suspicious. When did his friend become so awesome?
Until she saw Qiu Ling planning to hang her on a tree in Wuhuijian.
Lu Rong: "...Do you want to hang me? Or do you want to die?"
"If you hang someone here, will Sword Master just leave it alone?" Qiulin squatted on a tree branch, looking for a suitable place to hang someone.
Lu Rong stretched out his foot and kicked Qiu Ling directly on the butt. Qiu Ling almost fell down, which made Lu Rong laugh with joy.
"I promise it will work." Qiu Ling was firm.
"What's the use?" Zhou Li was cold-blooded and heartless. There was no way he would care about a fool hanging on a tree.
Qiu Ling felt that Lu Rong had completely underestimated her position in Jian Zun's heart.
After all, we are childhood sweethearts who grew up together.
Lu Rong is the only one besides the Sect Leader who can enter Wuhui Tower.
"You..." Qiu Ling was still trying to convince her when a loud bang was heard from afar.
It was the familiar sound of the sect's plaque hitting the ground.
Without thinking too much, she and Qiu Ling subconsciously looked up at the sky, and sure enough, they saw two people from other sects flying towards them on swords.
They came with great force and blind confidence, reckless of their own lives.
"I am Mo Chou, a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect. I am Mo Chou, the one who has no friends on the road ahead! I come to ask the Sword Master Wu Wen!"
"I am Lu Yuan, a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect! I have come to ask the Sword Master Wuwen for advice!"
"Where did you get these two idiots?" Qiu Ling just asked, and rushed forward with his sword, "If you want to see Wuwen Sword Master, ask me for a sword first!"
Mo Chou was arrogant and looked at the newcomer with disdain in her eyes: "I won't compete with an unknown youngster."
"A nobody with no uncle? My sisters are awesome!" Lu Rong had long been fed up with this idiot Mo Chou.
"It's you again." Mo Chou thought of the person under the night sky last time, "It was you who peeped at my heroic figure last time."
Lu Rong sneered: "Do you want to pee and look at yourself?"
"You!" Mo Chou was furious. "Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame us for not being gentle with women. Lu Yuan will give you one each."
After saying this, Mo Chou drew her sword and rushed towards Lu Rong again. Qiu Ling wanted to come over, but was entangled by Lu Yuan.
Lu Rong was stunned: "I just scolded you, and you want to fight me?"
Mo Chou pointed the sword directly at her face: "According to the rules, you are at the foundation building stage, so you are not worthy to fight with me."
Lu Rong: “?” Not worthy of your uncle!
"I'll show you how Foundation Building can beat the shit out of you!" Lu Rong pulled up his sleeves, intending to take out a magic weapon to beat this idiot to tears.
But Mo Chou was indeed not a fool. The sword energy formed a circle that trapped her like a whirlwind.
Lu Rong realized that the gap between herself and him was huge.
Lu Rong realized that he had been bragging too much!
At this moment, a cold wind blew, dispersing the circle of sword energy, and a branch fell into her palm.
Although Lu Rong did not have her own sword, she had learned swordsmanship.
Holding the branch, he faced Mochou's sword directly.
"You don't even have your own sword... haha..." Mo Chou's sneer froze, and he saw the branches instantly entangled his sword like vines.
With a bang, his sword shattered into powder again and dissipated in the wind.
Mo Chou looked at the hilt of the sword left in her hand in astonishment, and looked at Lu Rong in disbelief.
It was Lu Rong’s first time competing with someone on a sword duel. She was so scared that she closed her eyes and just kept swinging her sword.
The only way to defeat martial arts in the world is speed.
After waving the branches fifty times, she was so tired that she was gasping for breath. She opened her eyes slightly and saw that the tree that was lush and leafy just now was now bare, and there was Mo Chou who looked in a disheveled state.
Huh? What happened?
Mo Chou took a few steps back, her clothes in tatters. She looked at her with amazement and exclaimed in amazement, "Genius."
Lu Rong: “???” Are you sick?
She didn't know whether she was a genius or not, she only knew that fighting was really scary!
Lu Rong was so frightened that her entire body went limp, but she still managed to hold on: "You can't even beat me, a Foundation Establishment cultivator! And you dare to act wildly in Xuanyang Sect! Get out!"
The distraught Mo Chou was taken away by Lu Yuan, and the two of them ran as fast as stray dogs.
Lu Rong could no longer hold on. His legs and hands were weak, and he even forgot that his luck was hanging in the air. He fell down as soon as he lost his strength.
She fell down and cried out in pain. When she looked up, she saw a pair of straight legs hidden under the pure white hem of her clothes.
A sentence suddenly popped up in my mind.
[Perspective countdown begins, 5...4...]
Lu Rong didn't react in the first two seconds, but only in the third second.
The perspective starts as soon as you meet Zhou Li!
Ahhhh! Dead eyes, look!
【2……1……】
At the last second, her eyes subconsciously fell on the three inches below Zhou Li's waist where his belt was tightly tied, the middle part!
Then... Lu Rong saw a huge mosaic! ! ! !
Lu Rong: “?!” No! Does this make sense?
[Sorry, the restriction level of this part is too high and it cannot be explored at the moment... You need to continue answering questions to unlock it.]
Lu Rongsheng looked up at Zhou Li's indifferent face with despair.
Zhou Li placed her hands on her chest, and with a slight movement of her fingers, the branch in her hand flew out and landed in his palm, returning to its original shape.
It was actually transformed from Zhou Li's ice cracks.
No wonder the few swings she made just now were so powerful. It was also because her spiritual power was low. If the ice cracked in Zhou Li's hand, the entire Wuhui Gorge would collapse with one sword.
However, Lu Rong was a little surprised that Zhou Li would actually help her and was willing to give her his own natal sword.
There is a saying that is very accurate, that is, the sword is the wife of the sword cultivator.
Giving your sword to someone else is like giving your wife to someone else, so generally speaking, they won't let anyone touch their sword.
"It's hard work." Zhou Li said calmly.
Lu Rong got up and brushed off the dust on his body, thinking that Zhou Li was a caring person and didn't seem to be that bad.
Then I saw him half-closed his eyes, stroking his sword with some heartache.
Lu Rong was puzzled: "? Why is it so hard?"
Zhou Li put away his sword, and in the blink of an eye, the surroundings that had been messed up by them returned to their original state. He said calmly, "It has never been swung fifty times."
Lu Rong gritted his teeth: "That is indeed very hard."
[He's a dog! Hate, hate! ! ]
Zhou Li saw that she had a smile on her face but was cursing in her mind, so he reached out and pressed her head again, trying to stop her active brain.
But obviously this trick didn't work.
She became even more arrogant and unscrupulous.
[He's touching my head again, trying to seduce me into kissing him? He's so close to me, I could just tiptoe and kiss him on the mouth, push him against the tree and kiss him hard, hook his tongue and kiss him to death.]
The scenes that Lu Rong imagined began to appear in Zhou Li’s mind.
She stood on tiptoe, pressed her bright red lips directly against his, and with one hand, she pushed him hard against the tree behind her... The author has something to say:
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Rong Bao: Think about it, it's not against the law. [Orange Heart]
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