Chapter 24 Chapter 24 Skin to Skin (Second Update)…
Zhou Li stood there for a long time, knowing clearly that the emotional bond between him and Lu Rong was broken.
If the bond is suddenly broken, it can only be because one party suddenly develops an intense feeling of disgust.
So... she never hated him.
Have you become disgusted with him?
Zhou Li looked at the dimming sky in the distance, her eyes slightly narrowed. She had indeed managed to forget.
Maybe she was planning to put him out of her mind and ignore him.
There was a gloomy look in his eyes.
He has never been a good person, and he will not let Lu Rong give up like this.
Lu Rong couldn't help but sneeze a few times, and felt that it was over and Zhou Li must be scolding him.
Fortunately, this feeling was forgotten after three seconds.
This medicine is really magical.
No wonder it is called the Forget-Sorrow Water, all your worries can’t last more than three seconds.
"How long can this last?" Lu Rong asked curiously.
"About three or four days, it will be digested and gone."
Hearing what A Ling said, Lu Rong felt relieved. As long as it wasn't a lifetime memory of the fish, it would be fine.
She nodded, and seeing Qiu Ling flipping through his own pictures, she quickly put away the ones that were not worthy of being displayed in public: "Don't look at them!"
Qiu Ling was curious: "Why do I feel that the men in these pictures look a lot like Jian Zun?"
Lu Rong coughed lightly. These pictures were actually drawn unintentionally when she recalled the scene of her kissing Zhou Liting in Lanyuan the night before.
She was so engrossed in the idea at that time that by the time she realized what was going on, she had already drawn several pictures.
Moreover, each picture was of herself and Zhou Li, which could be considered as a delicious meal for herself.
She vaguely felt that she was a little crazy, and these were all the things she was thinking about.
Under Qiu Ling's curious gaze, she had no way of saying that this was all just her fantasy of having delicious meals with Zhou Li.
He could only stubbornly say, "This is the erotic painting I drew specifically for Zhou Li."
Qiu Ling was even more shocked: "Why did you draw this for him?"
"Who told him to always make me angry?" Lu Rong snorted. "Then I'm going to piss him off to death."
Qiu Ling wondered if this was to make him angry or to reward him?
She thought that the woman was somewhat similar to Lu Rong.
"You drew this pornographic picture for you two, didn't you?"
"No! He's just annoying anyway!" Lu Rong frantically prevaricated, put away his painting, and quickly changed the subject. "Why did you come to see me?"
"Ask me how your preparations for the sect competition are going?" Qiu Ling fiddled with the row of paintbrushes on Lu Rong's desk out of boredom.
"No need to prepare. I will definitely be at the bottom anyway." Lu Rong knew that he had no talent for cultivating immortals and practicing swordsmanship.
Qiu Ling held her head and looked at her: "Lu Rong, you are in the Golden Core Stage now!"
Lu Rong coughed lightly, thinking that she had reached the Jindan stage with Zhou Li's help.
This is a typical example of forcing things to grow too fast. He only has cultivation but no ability.
"And you also have the Yin Yang Spring."
"What do you mean?" Lu Rong was puzzled.
"I see that snake demon in Luo City gave the master of the Yin-Yang Spring to you and Sword Master. If you are in danger, you can call upon the Yin-Yang Spring. It is a spiritual creature with consciousness and will definitely help you."
Lu Rong shook his head: "That is A Miao's Yin Yang Spring, let it stay in Luocheng."
A Miao's death made Lu Rong realize her own weakness. If she had been braver, perhaps A Miao would not have died.
But she knew that she couldn't be brave because she was the daughter of the leader of Xuanyang Sect.
Many of her actions represent her father and the entire Xuanyang Sect.
What will she do if Zhou Li’s identity is exposed in the future?
Lu Rong supported her chin, feeling a little worried. She had discovered Zhou Li's secret and even made him enter the estrus period early.
Will this also affect Zhou Li's ascension?
She felt irritated thinking about this and sighed. Qiu Ling looked at her sad face and laughed, "Why do I feel like you're trapped by love?"
"I'm really sleepy." Lu Rong yawned and lay on the table. "If we're together later, you have to rescue me."
"It seems that this sect competition will go directly to the Eighteenth Mountain."
"Ah?" Lu Rong was even more frustrated. "That's good."
"Ah? What's good about it?"
"I can die earlier." Lu Rong sighed weakly again. The eighteenth level was full of ferocious beasts, and ordinary people really couldn't pass the eighteenth level.
Qiu Ling was amused by her hopeless look: "Why are you so cute?"
After saying that, he pinched Lu Rong's face and said, "Don't worry, I'll see if my father is the supervisor when the time comes. I'll let him protect you."
Because the eighteenth level is very dangerous, every time a disciple enters, there will be a supervisor with high cultivation level to protect them and prevent them from dying inside.
We won’t care about serious injuries or anything else, we just make sure you don’t get crushed.
"Really?" Lu Rong was a little surprised. She didn't expect that there was a back door.
"Yeah, but my dad said the supervisor hasn't been decided yet."
Lu Rong doesn't ask for much now, just that he doesn't die in there.
As soon as Qiu Ling left, Lu Rong lay down peacefully again.
Although my mind is empty, I feel like my brain is still working.
The system's voice came from my mind.
[Host, can you now answer what the male protagonist's demonic body is?]
Lu Rong's mind began to uncontrollably recall the feeling of the long cool tail between her legs last night.
Is he a snake demon? Or something else?
【Host? 】
Lu Rong was questioned, and finally she pulled the quilt to cover herself.
“I give up on this question!”
She now wanted to briefly escape the fact that Zhou Li was a demon.
In fact, she was still very worried about Zhou Li's situation. He had been hiding his identity in Xuanyang Sect for many years. If his identity was exposed one day, no one would let him go.
Perhaps, as he said, everyone in Xuanyang Sect has high hopes for him. When they find out that this is not the case, will they still be so nice to him?
Lu Rong turned over, tucked her legs together and clamped the quilt, her eyes moving slightly.
I thought, Zhou Li is not Xue Er, he is so powerful, he should be fine.
【If you give up, you will lose any gold fingers. 】
Lu Rong hesitated for a moment and finally chose to give up.
She thought, let her be the last one in the sect competition.
She was like a little ostrich, hoping to keep Zhou Li's shocking secret in every possible way.
[The question has been invalidated, and the golden finger is invalidated. ]
With a beeping sound, Lu Rong's brain went blank for a moment before he reacted.
The Eighteenth Floor is so dangerous, and she doesn’t have a golden finger, so she’s really not sure if she can get out safely.
She suddenly remembered that her biological father was the head of the sect!
It should be okay to ask for help, hehe.
Lu Rong jumped up and ran happily to find his father.
When they arrived at Wuji Pavilion, before Lu Rong could speak, her father called her, "Rong'er, come here."
Lu Rong ran over, blinking her big eyes. Seeing her eager look, Lu Wen laughed, "What do you want?"
Lu Rong: "Daddy, please help me."
"Huh?" Lu Wen didn't understand.
"Can you secretly protect me during the sect competition?" Lu Rong's eyes were watery. "I'm afraid I'll die there."
Lu Wen: “……?”
Lu Rong felt that her father would not stand by and watch his own daughter die.
However, her father would not just stand by and watch her die, he would just kill her in advance!
"Come and practice sword with me every day from now on." Lu Wen said ruthlessly.
Lu Rong quickly refused: "I promised to practice sword with Senior Brother Lin every day!"
When practicing sword with his father, he could practice from morning to night, with no time to rest at all.
"Zetian is out for training. What are you training with him for?" Lu Wen glanced at her.
Lu Rong came back in a hurry and never expected that Senior Brother Lin had gone out for training again right after returning.
"Then, then please help me find a senior brother." Lu Rong was determined.
As Lu Wen was thinking about it, he saw Zhou Li walking towards him with a sword.
Just as she was about to ask Zhou Li to teach her, Lu Rong knew what he was going to say from his expression and shouted, "Don't ask Zhou Li to teach me!"
Zhou Li stopped and looked at Lu Rong's back.
Do you hate him to this extent?
Is it because he is a demon?
Or maybe it was because they went too far last night.
Lu Wen patted Lu Rong's head awkwardly: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
After saying that, he called out to Zhou Li: "Li'er, you're here."
When Lu Rong heard this, she turned around and saw Zhou Li walking towards her with a pale face.
"Master, is there something wrong?"
"I really want to ask for your help. Rong'er has reached the Golden Core stage now and needs a sword of her own. I wonder if you can help her forge a sword that suits her." Lu Wen has been helping Lu Rong find a good sword for some time, but he has not found a suitable one.
Zhou Li looked at Lu Rong, who subconsciously turned her head away and screamed wildly in her heart.
Don't look at me, I'm shy.
Zhou Li looked at her expression and knew that she must be muttering something in her heart.
But even though he was so close to her, he couldn't hear anything she was saying.
The air around Zhou Li seemed to have become a little colder.
"Do you need it?" Zhou Li asked.
Lu Rong wanted to run away now. Just when she was about to say that she didn't need it, her father pressed her head and nodded twice.
"She needs it." Lu Wen looked at Lu Rong with a smile, as if he would break her legs if she dared to say no.
Lu Rong could only smile and nod again: "Yes, thank you for your hard work."
Zhou Li looked at her reluctant expression and said indifferently: "Oh, I can see that you don't need it."
Lu Rong: “…”
Ah, why is he so annoying!
After Zhou Li finished speaking, he turned around and left without any reluctance. Lu Rong looked at his back, curled her lips, and felt something was wrong in her heart.
It felt like Zhou Li seemed to have returned to his previous cold and distant self. Even the look in his eyes was filled with a piercing coldness, unlike the calm and gentle look he had shown in Luo Cheng before.
Lu Wen sighed and patted his daughter's head: "Then you don't have a sword that suits you."
Lu Rong was a little upset: "He rejected me."
"Did you have another fight?" Lu Wen asked curiously.
"We didn't." Lu Rong pouted.
They weren't arguing, they were having a passionate sex in bed!
"I'll find him." Lu Rong felt that he still needed to consider the overall situation.
And it was me who was so harsh on Zhou Li last night. Even though he said that was it, I still kept biting him and left so many marks on his body.
Just now she was checking to see if his neck was okay.
Lu Wen nodded: "Rong'er, your senior brother treats you differently. Look at who he usually talks to, and you are the only one who can say a few words to him."
"That's because he ignores people, that's why no one pays attention to him!" Lu Rong snorted, waved to his old father and prepared to leave.
Before leaving, he reminded his old father: "Remember to protect me when we go to the Eighteenth Level Sect Competition."
Lu Wen saw that she was just like when she was little, and every time she did something dangerous, she would ask him to protect her.
It's a bit funny and awkward: "He still needs protection even though he's already grown up."
But he still nodded indulgently, with kindness in his eyes: "Well, go ahead."
I couldn't help but feel that my daughter is so adorable. Fortunately, she is still young and looks heartless, so she won't be taken advantage of by a pig.
After Lu Rong left, he wanted to go to Wuhuijian to find Zhou Li.
But when she arrived at Wuhuijian, she looked at the three layers of barriers inside and outside and fell silent.
Is this... a defense against her?
Damn it.
Lu Rong turned around and left angrily, but after thinking about it, she couldn't get angry anymore, so she ran back, took out her jade token and sent a message to Zhou Li.
[Lu Xiaorong: Why do you set up so many barriers? Are you trying to protect me?]
The other party didn't respond at first, but then replied with four words.
【Zhou: What are you on guard against?】
【Lu Xiaorong: Be careful that I don't come in and kiss you.】
【Zhou: Oh? We kissed?】
Lu Rong: ??? Him!
She was about to curse when she suddenly remembered that she had said before, "Forget everything that happened last night."
Lu Rong: “…” You idiot! How can you say such mean things to a woman?
She tapped her lips, thinking about her purpose.
Still said it tactfully.
[Lu Xiaorong: Okay, then can you help me practice swordplay? ]
Just as she was about to send it out, she saw Zhou Li's shrunken shadow hanging above the jade token. Lu Rong didn't expect that he could communicate with her through voice transmission and directly "video chat" with her.
Zhou Li didn't know where he was standing. It was a little dark around him, and he looked uninterested.
Zhou Li looked at her without any emotion and whispered, "Don't force me if you don't need me."
Lu Rong felt that he was pointing at her, and looking into his eyes, her face inexplicably felt hot. She could only mumble, "I need it."
"Hmm?" He seemed not to hear and uttered a single sound in confusion.
Lu Rong could only stay strong and calm, and shouted loudly: "I need it! I really need it!"
Zhou Li looked at Lu Rong's face which was slowly turning red. Just like last night, her snow-white body slowly swelled up into a ripe red under his fingertips, as if he could squeeze her out of water if he squeezed her harder.
Her fingertips were pinching the inky black jade, her eyes were dark, and her long eyelashes were slightly drooping, giving her a look of fragile beauty.
Lu Rong heard him say in a low voice: "I thought you didn't want anything from the demon."
When Lu Rong heard the word "demon", her heart skipped a beat and she said hurriedly, "Shhhhh! Don't say that word!"
The corners of Zhou Li's eyes turned up, revealing a hint of obvious happiness. Although it was fleeting, Lu Rong still saw it.
He was really charming when he smiled.
The ice in Zhou Li's heart seemed to loosen, and his expression became less solemn: "What kind of sword do you want?"
"As beautiful as cracked ice."
Zhou Li nodded, then cut off contact.
Lu Rong felt that this person might be in a hurry to destroy □□.
The monsters in estrus are really hard to predict.
After fooling Zhou Li, Lu Rong went back home and planned to find someone to teach him sword skills for a few days.
The sect competition is in three days, so cramming at the last minute will be of some use.
Lu Rong searched through her jade token for someone who could teach her sword skills and saw the blank circle for Zhou Li.
I thought, why not look for him?
But she was afraid that while practicing, she would pounce on Zhou Li again.
After all, in order to improve her cultivation, she had been imagining what Zhou Li would do with her some time ago.
Especially Zhou Li's sword Bingzhe, she had fantasized about playing with the hilt several times.
She was afraid that Zhou Li would not be able to hold back and stab her with the hilt of the sword.
That really means she didn't practice sword skills and was only concerned with various restrictions. Then the innocence of her and Zhou Li will no longer exist.
horrible.
So Lu Rong rationally and resolutely threw Zhou Li out.
He found Qiu Ling and asked her to teach him sword skills.
Qiu Ling threw two words at her - busy.
Lu Rong was very sad and condemned her for this.
Qiu Ling's remaining conscience made her arrange for someone to teach Lu Rong sword skills.
Lu Rong initially thought it was a senior sister, but unexpectedly, the next day she found the place where she practiced sword-fighting while holding her small wooden sword, and saw a man.
The man looked quite young, with his canine teeth showing when he smiled. When he saw her, he happily called out, "Senior Sister Lu."
Oh, little puppy.
Qiu Ling is so popular now that even the little puppies know him.
"Senior Sister Lu, you are so beautiful." The little puppy looked at her with sparkling eyes.
Lu Rong coughed lightly: "Will you take me to practice sword?"
"Yes, Senior Sister Qiu Ling asked me to come here. Don't worry, Senior Sister, I will teach you well."
Lu Rong was actually a little embarrassed because she had a premonition that she might be embarrassed in front of this junior brother.
After all, her memory now only lasts three seconds.
She hesitated a little: "Well, you should practice it for me first."
Lu Rong wanted to see if he could remember it.
Just as she expected, she couldn't remember it at all.
In the end, Lu Rong took out his water bottle and began to slowly drink the sparkling water he made.
Seeing the little puppy dancing with the sword hard, he sent a message to Qiu Ling.
[Lu Xiaorong: It's over. I can't remember anything with just three seconds of memory.]
Ah Ling: Tsk, he took off his clothes to practice swordplay with you, let's see if you can remember it.
【Lu Xiaorong: I am a serious senior sister.】
Ah Ling: Oh? Indeed, the last time you drew a picture of an older brother and a younger sister embracing.
【Lu Xiaorong: Goodbye! 】
"Senior sister, how is my swordsmanship?" The little puppy ran over and asked happily.
"Very impressive!" Lu Rong praised.
"Then can I duel with the Sword Master?"
Lu Rong: “Huh?”
For a moment she wasn't sure whether the child was talking in his sleep or talking while drunk.
When Zhou Li entered the sect, the first sword he swung was at a level that many people would never be able to achieve in their entire lives.
She thinks the little puppy is about the same level as her.
But for the sake of the child's face, he nodded politely: "They can be compared. Perhaps the disciple is better than the master."
"Oh?" a sinister voice came.
Lu Rong turned around as if he had seen a ghost and saw someone holding two swords.
There was an unbreakable coldness between his brows and his face was handsome and spotless. As he stood there, even the air became a little colder.
Zhou! Li!!
She was so frightened that she almost fell off the stone table.
"You, why are you here?" Lu Rong asked in a trembling voice.
Zhou Li looked at the confused little puppy, then looked at Lu Rong and slightly pulled the corner of his lip.
"Is it bothering you?" he asked slowly.
"No, no, I'm practicing swordplay."
Lu Rong stood up subconsciously. Zhou Li looked at the small wooden sword in her arms, his eyes moving slightly.
Lu Rong also noticed his gaze and looked at the wooden sword in his hand.
She hid it subconsciously. This sword was actually made for her by Zhou Li.
When she first started practicing sword, she always had trouble holding the sword. Her father said her hands were too small and weak, so he hit her palm every time she couldn't hold the sword.
Every time she cried, the entire Xuanyang Sect could hear it.
One day, when she was crying, Zhou Li gave her the sword.
This sword was made of thousand-year-old peach wood and was very light. The hilt was half as thin as an ordinary sword. She no longer had trouble holding the sword.
She had kept this sword all this time, and when she took it out to use it today, he unexpectedly saw it.
He would definitely laugh at me for still practicing swordsmanship as a child!
Lu Rong looked back fiercely: "What are you looking at?"
Zhou Li didn't say anything, but just approached. The little puppy on the side asked curiously: "Senior Sister Lu, is this your senior brother?"
Lu Rong thought to himself, this is a sword master that you can never surpass even if you practice for several lifetimes!
Lu Rong didn't come back, but Zhou Li responded, "You don't want to duel with me."
The other party was stunned for a moment, then excitedly drew out his sword, saluted politely, and the sword flew out, forming a sword formation that trapped Zhou Li in it.
Zhou Li didn't move his sword, but with a flick of his long finger, a gust of wind rushed out. The sword formation was like a fragile glass ball, and it broke directly. The young boy didn't know where he was blown to.
Lu Rong narrowed his eyes and looked at the disappearing puppy, and clicked his tongue in disapproval in his heart.
It's shameful for an adult to bully a child.
Zhou Li, who bullied the child, calmly withdrew his hand and continued to look at her.
Lu Rong subconsciously stood up straight and stepped back: "You hit him, but you are not allowed to hit me."
Lu Rong felt guilty, after all, he had just said that the disciple is better than the master.
"Lu Rong, you are hiding from me." He looked at her straight in the eyes.
Lu Rong was indeed avoiding him because she was afraid that if she didn't hide away, it wouldn't be a kiss next time.
"No!" Lu Rong was the best at being stubborn.
Seeing her pretentious look, Zhou Li said nothing more. He just took out a thinner sword from his arms and hung it in front of her.
"Your sword."
Lu Rong looked at the sword in front of him that was as clear as jade, every inch of it was just the right amount of luster.
She reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword firmly in her palm, her eyes full of joy.
"What a beautiful sword." She looked at him with a smile, "Thank you."
She looked at her sword again and again, and felt that when put together with Bingchuang's sword, it looked like a couple's sword with a huge difference in size.
"How did you make it?" Lu Rong asked curiously.
Zhou Li didn't answer. In fact, the sword he wanted to give to Lu Rong was missing some things.
But the sect competition was approaching, and she needed a good sword, so she refined it from a wisp of sword energy from the ice crack.
So this sword is like cracked ice. As long as she touches it, all the feeling will fall on Zhou Li.
But the feeling is not as strong as ice cracking.
Zhou Li didn't explain much. Seeing that she had no problem using it, he turned around and was about to leave.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Lu Rong subconsciously reached out and grabbed him.
Her voice suddenly popped up in Zhou Li's mind again.
[Why are you running here? Is your estrus period coming back?]
[My hands don't seem hot, so it shouldn't be.]
Zhou Li looked at her, Lu Rong subconsciously let go of her hand, and her inner voice disappeared again.
So, now I have to touch her skin to form a bond?
Still need more intimacy...
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Author's words: Zhou Li: I have plenty of means [sunglasses]
Rongrong: I want to sleep, I want to sleep, hold it in!
Normal update in the evening, around midnight [poor]
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