Zhao Rong maintained his ancient fist stance and remained silent for a moment.

Next second.

He curled the corner of his mouth and suddenly retracted his fist.

In the dark.

The young man laughed silently.

At this moment, Zhao Rong just felt relaxed all over and his limbs were light.

He extinguished the incense and opened the window.

A gentle breeze blew in.

Refreshed.

Zhao Rong suddenly lowered his head and looked at his body, his nose twitching slightly.

It was not like what I had read in the vernacular novels before, where the protagonist's body was not covered in dirt and blood after completing the marrow cleansing.

It was just the strong smell of sweat after the white inner shirt was soaked with sweat.

Sure enough, they are all lies.

Zhao Rong shook his head.

He went to get some water, washed off the dirty sweat on his body, and changed into clean clothes.

After that, he couldn't help but walk to the center of the room and do a few more punches.

At this moment, Zhao Rong felt that his walking was smoother than ever before.

Fifty-second day.

From the last time he observed that punch in the Great Wei and broke through to the Qingxu stage, to tonight's Zhenyi.

It only took him fifty-two days.

Originally, he planned to return home and wait in Qingxu for a year.

result.

Because of the good physical foundation Liu Sanbian had laid for him before, he also took steady steps later and persisted on the road every day without slacking off, plus Lin Wenruo gave him the agarwood, one of the top auxiliary items for the Ascension Realm.

It allowed him to shorten the time to one-fifth and make a breakthrough tonight.

Fifty-two days. I guess the average geniuses in some people’s eyes can only reach this speed…

Zhao Rong grinned.

He blinked and called out "return" softly in his heart.

But the sword spirit probably knew what he was going to do and ignored him.

Zhao Rong didn't care either.

He clenched his fists and felt his own strength.

After completing the marrow cleansing, he has reached the state of "inner strength and divine courage" in "The Ant's Ascent to Heaven".

Divine power was born from the bones, and it continued to increase over time.

His arms, wrists, fingers and palms are very different from ordinary ones. If you exert force on them, they can be as hard as iron and stone. His fingers can pierce a cow's belly, and his palm can break the cow's head.

suddenly.

Zhao Rong glanced at the night scene outside the window, thought for a moment, then pushed the door open and walked out.

In the next room.

Zhao Rong sneaked in quietly, well, it wasn't really sneaking in, after all, he had the key.

He came to Su Xiaoxiao's bed.

sit down.

Looking at the sleeping face of the beauty under the moon.

I couldn't help it and stretched out my claws.

Su Xiaoxiao's breathing became rapid.

The next second, he was suffocated and woke up.

Because I feel a little difficult to breathe.

She waved her delicate hand, and Zhao Rong quickly retracted the hand that was pinching her nose.

"What are you doing, Zhao Lang?"

As soon as Su Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, she saw Zhao Rong's face close to her.

She raised her body slightly, hugged the quilt with both hands, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and looked lazy, but her pink lips were pouting.

"Well, you come to hurt me again, stop it, come upstairs and sleep quickly, we still have to go find grandma tomorrow~"

Zhao Rong got on the bed, turned sideways, and lay beside her, saying excitedly, "I'll go to sleep later. Do me a favor first, put your hand..."

Zhao Rong's voice paused halfway through his speech.

Because the little girl had already lowered her head to untie his belt.

Su Xiaoxiao leaned forward with her upper body tilted, her hair tilted, she spat lightly, then bit her lip, and skillfully helped him untie his belt with her delicate hands.

In the dim moonlight, it is hard to tell whether the beauty's pretty face has blushed.

She whispered, "You're still like a little kid, so impatient..."

"..."Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong quickly held her hand and criticized her righteously, "Why do you think about such messy things all day long!"

Su Xiaoxiao raised her head slightly and looked at Zhao Rong with her head tilted.

Even in the dark, Zhao Rong could feel her narrow, teasing gaze.

It seems to be saying, which bad guy taught me all these messed up things?

Zhao Rong's old face turned red and he coughed twice.

"Well, lend me your hand."

After saying that, Zhao Rong grabbed her two slender hands by their wrists.

He lunged forward and knocked Su Xiaoxiao to the ground.

A fresh and warm scent with a hint of milk came towards me.

But Zhao Rong didn't care too much about it, after all, he held it in his arms and smelled it every day.

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao's hands were pressed by Zhao Rong on both sides of the bed above her head.

"Come on, struggle a bit."

Su Xiaoxiao blinked and didn't move.

Zhao Rong said seriously, "Just pretend that I'm a bad guy and want to molest you, and you swear to die and never obey."

"What are you going to do?"

"Faster, harder."

"Well, I'm afraid I might hurt you."

"Stop talking nonsense and use more force."

"So I used force?"

"hurry up."

Inside the room, there was silence on the bed for a while.

The man is still on top and the woman is still at the bottom.

“Huh.”

Su Xiaoxiao opened her beautiful eyes slightly.

"Hehe." Zhao Rong did not let go of the beauty under him, but lowered his head, touching his forehead with hers, looking into her clean and bright eyes, his eyes were fierce, and his tone was vicious:

"See if you dare to force yourself on me, stupid girl. If you don't listen to me in the future, I will beat you up!"

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned and blinked.

She looked at Zhao Rong's expression.

After a while.

Suddenly he burst into laughter.

Zhao Rong was a little embarrassed, "What are you laughing at? Be careful of my ruthless hands..."

He didn't finish his words.

Because it was blocked by a woman who suddenly raised her chin.

Zhao Rong was stunned.

Su Xiaoxiao's neck is as slender as a swan.

Actively drink lover's honey water.

Not long.

The two separated.

Su Xiaoxiao leaned in Zhao Rong's arms, gently touching his face with a gentle look.

How come Zhao Lang is so cute?

"Zhao Lang."

The voice is soft.

"Um?"

"I plan to give the Tianxian Cave Clothes you gave me and the poems you gave me when we were in the Wei Dynasty to Grandma. This is my first time taking you there, so I can't go empty-handed."

Zhao Rong lowered his head and glanced at Su Xiaoxiao.

She was smiling foolishly, not knowing what she was thinking about.

"Okay, if it's not enough, I'll add more."

"That's enough, grandma will like it."

In the darkness, Zhao Rong looked a little hesitant, and stammered:

"Baby, um, there is something I want to discuss with you..."

"What's up?"

Zhao Rong gritted his teeth, lowered his head decisively, looked at Su Xiaoxiao in his arms, and said seriously:

"Actually, I think it would be inappropriate for me to go see your great-grandmother right now."

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly became anxious.

"Why not? I like you, you like me, and my grandmother is not the kind of person who looks down on others. As long as I am happy and you are not a bad person, she will support me. Everything will come naturally and it is very suitable... Zhao Lang, don't scare Xiao Xiao."

"No, it's not appropriate." Zhao Rong said softly.

He held Su Xiaoxiao's pretty face with his hands. Seeing that she was already crying, he quickly rubbed the corners of her eyes with his thumbs, but his tone was still firm:

"Silly boy, I just can't get over the hurdle in my heart. I am not worthy of you right now."

"My current cultivation level is not as high as yours, and I don't have any remarkable family background. Apart from my extraordinary intelligence and handsome appearance, well, everyone knows this, but apart from these two items, I don't have anything to show for myself."

"..."Su Xiaoxiao.