This action caused the loose collar to slide down slightly, revealing a lingering red mark on the collarbone.
The boudoir door was slammed shut, leaving the two of them staring at each other in bewilderment in the courtyard.
Jingyue picked up the chess piece blankly and suddenly sighed.
"I've been practicing in seclusion for a hundred years, but it's not as good as someone else's one hour."
Zi Shuhe stared at Shangguan Yourong's closed door and fell into deep thought.
"I'm afraid he's not an ordinary initiate."
She bit her lower lip with her silver teeth, feeling a little jealous.
Although she knew that Shangguan Youren had arrived before her, she had already prepared herself mentally.
But when we really face this kind of thing, it is still difficult to escape it.
As if he had noticed her abnormality, Jingyue finally chose to shut up.
Just as Jingyue was thinking about how to comfort her, Zishuhe suddenly pursed her lips and smiled.
"When he comes in, I'll have to ask for his advice."
At this time, in the boudoir, Shangguan Yourong buried her hot face in the quilt.
Suddenly, she heard the sound of Li Lingge talking with two people outside the window. She hurriedly pulled the embroidered pillow to cover her ears, but she couldn't hide the shy curve at the corners of her lips.
The next moment, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky beyond the sky.
Zi Shuhe seemed to have sensed something and immediately took off into the air and flew towards the crack.
Jingyue was still handing over the tea as she watched Zishuhe transform into a stream of light and disappear into the crack.
The teacup fell to the ground, and the splashing tea wet the hem of her skirt embroidered with Epiphyllum.
"Wait! You—"
Her cry was dissipated in the sudden wind, and the entire Tianwaitian became empty in an instant.
Jingyue stood alone in the corridor and stomped her feet hard.
"I'm still trying to comfort others! Who will comfort me?!"
…
Buzz!
As the space fluctuated, Zi Shuhe appeared directly in the Yin-Yang Pool.
After she saw the surrounding environment clearly, she still couldn't help but ask.
"Just now I allowed her—"
However, she was interrupted by a pill that Li Lingge stuffed into her mouth before she could finish her words.
The coolness of Yin Dan still lingered on Li Lingge's fingertips, and when Zi Shuhe's lips brushed against his palm, they brought with them a unique medicinal fragrance.
As soon as the pill entered his mouth, Zi Shuhe felt a surge of tremendous power exploding in his body.
The Yin-Yang Pool is like an ancient bronze mirror, and the black and white water glows faintly in the moonlight.
The ripples on the water surface were like a dream that had been awakened, spreading outward in circles.
Zi Shuhe's silver hair spread out in the water, like a piece of silk soaked in moonlight.
She exhaled gently, and tiny ice crystals suddenly condensed on the surface of the pool, floating between the two of them like countless tiny diamonds.
"Was it like this just now?"
Zi Shuhe's voice was like the dew in late autumn falling on the lotus leaves. At this moment, the jealousy in her heart had completely dissipated.
Now that her time has come, she just wants to possess Li Lingge completely.
Li Lingge nodded. The moment the Yang Dan dissolved in his body, his skin glowed like beeswax.
The hot medicinal power was like new sprouts breaking through the soil in spring, growing wildly in his meridians.
The white water in the pool began to boil, and bubbles made a tiny sound as they rose.
The Yin Dan that Zi Shuhe took was like a clear spring, flowing quietly in her body.
More and more ice crystals condensed on the surface of the black water, like window frames covered with frost on a winter morning.
Tiny water droplets hung on her eyelashes, gleaming like pearls in the moonlight.
The fingertips of the two people touched lightly in the water, and in an instant, the water in the pool seemed to be stirred by an invisible force.
The white water and the black water are no longer clearly separated, but are like two intertwined clouds, slowly rotating.
The hot energy in Li Lingge's body flowed into Zi Shuhe's body through his fingertips, and the coolness in her body flowed back to him.
This exchange of breath is like the dialogue between the morning mist and the rising sun in the mountains in late autumn. The mist gradually dissipates under the comfort of the sun, and the sun becomes gentle as it is infiltrated by the mist.
Zi Shuhe's breathing gradually became rapid, like a willow branch swaying in the spring breeze.
Fine beads of sweat oozed from her back, like dew on a lotus leaf.
Li Lingge's chest rose and fell, and every breath caused the water in the pool to ripple slightly, like the surface of a lake wrinkled by a breeze.
The pool water is like a medicinal soup that has been simmered for a long time, with various medicinal properties perfectly blended together.
The immortal powers of the two people were harmonized by the pool water, and as time passed, the fusion became deeper and deeper.
When thunderstorms meet night dew, they turn into sweet rain that nourishes all things.
Zi Shuhe suddenly raised her head, and her long neck drew a graceful arc.
Her body trembled slightly, like a reed swaying in the wind.
Li Lingge's arms were wrapped around her waist, like the roots of an old tree firmly grasping the soil.
The water in the pool spun faster and faster, forming a perfect whirlpool.
At the center of the vortex, the two people's immortal powers completely merged, indistinguishable from each other.
This magical power is like carefully ground ink, with just the right amount of thickness, which can be used to paint wonderful landscapes on rice paper.
Zi Shuhe finally experienced that wonderful feeling, and her cultivation level broke through to the fifth level of Immortal Emperor.
The water in the pool finally returned to calm, and Zi Shuhe's body suddenly tensed up, which lasted for several breaths.
At this moment, the pool water is no longer just pool water.
The surface of the water was like ironed silk, reflecting the two people hugging each other.
Li Lingge only broke through to the sixth level of the Immortal Emperor, which made him feel a little disappointed.
"Sure enough, after taking the second pill, the efficacy of the medicine was greatly reduced."
When Zi Shuhe returned to Tianwai Tian, Jingyue was sitting on the steps holding a jar of Drunken Immortal Wine.
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