Fighting with fire shadow

Ximen Cheng waved his hands "weakly" and said: "Rong'er, I'm fine. I just used the inherited secret technique continuously and accidentally lost some energy. I'll be fine after a night's rest."

In fact, Ximen Cheng was not injured at all, but the method he used just now was too magical. In order to avoid arousing Huang Rong's suspicion, he deliberately pretended to be weak.

Huang Rong did not suspect that Ximen Cheng was pretending to be weak, but said in a tearful tone: "Cheng...Brother Cheng, it's all because Ronger is too playful. Ronger shouldn't let you risk teaching me my secret technique."

After all, the "Secret Technique of Inheritance" performed by Ximen Cheng just now allowed Huang Rong to master two powerful secret techniques in an instant. It would be too strange if he didn't have to pay any price.

Therefore, Huang Rong really thought that Ximen Cheng had paid a huge price to pass down the secret technique to her, and she almost felt guilty.

"Silly girl, don't cry. Didn't I tell you that I'm fine? I just need to rest for a night, and I want to grow old with Ronger! Even if I really want to die, I have to have seven children with Ronger first. Eight fat babies die again.”

"hate~"

Being teased like this by Ximen Cheng, Huang Rong suddenly burst into tears and smiled. She rolled her eyes at him angrily and helped the "weak" Ximen Cheng back to sleep.

……

Before dawn the next day, Huang Rong got up early to prepare breakfast. She also bought an old hen from the old farmer who was staying at the farmhouse and started to make a tonic chicken soup.

Although Ximen Cheng assured Huang Rong last night that he could recover as before after just one night's rest, Huang Rong felt that Ximen Cheng was deceiving her. He must be afraid that she would worry, so he deliberately concealed the side effects of the "inherited secret technique".

Therefore, Huang Rong specially cooked a pot of chicken soup to replenish Ximen Cheng.

When Ximen Cheng woke up, he saw Huang Rong's charming face and a table of sumptuous breakfast.

After Huang Rong served Ximen Cheng after breakfast, she secretly felt relieved when she saw his rosy face restored. After spending some time with him, the two of them, having eaten and drank enough, set off for Jiangnan.

Since Ximen Cheng and Huang Rong were not in a hurry to rush to the south of the Yangtze River, they traveled all the way to enjoy the mountains and rivers, enjoying the scenery along the way, and their relationship grew rapidly.

A lonely man and a widowed woman who are alone for a long time will inevitably fall in love over time, not to mention the golden couple Ximen Cheng and Huang Rong, who are originally affectionate and concubine.

On the way to the south of the Yangtze River, Ximen Cheng and Huang Rong were chatting with each other, and it was inevitable that they could not help themselves. Except for not taking the most important step, they basically did everything else that they should and shouldn't do.

It's not that Ximen Cheng can't take the last step, but he doesn't want to embarrass Huang Rong.

Although Huang Yaoshi ignored traditional ethics, he took some ethics more seriously than others, such as respecting loyal ministers and filial sons, agreeing with parents' orders, and matchmakers' advice.

If Ximen Cheng had given Huang Rong the big cabbage without Huang Yaoshi's approval, Huang Yaoshi would have fought him tooth and nail.

"Rumble..."

After riding a horse all the way south for two days, I came to the bank of the Yangtze River on this day. Looking at the river going east, white waves rolling, endless fields, and the river upstream flowing continuously, never ending, Ximen Cheng felt that his heart was so proud.

"Rong'er, can I take you to play on the river?"

"Okay!"

Ximen Cheng put his arms around Huang Rong's small waist, exerted force on his feet suddenly, and jumped into the rolling river in a graceful arc.

Huang Rong subconsciously closed her eyes and held her breath to prevent the river water from filling her nose, but she still didn't feel like she was falling into the water.

"Wow!"

Huang Rong opened her beautiful eyes with some confusion, but was surprised to find that Ximen Cheng was holding her, standing on the rolling waves of the river as if on flat ground.

Huang Rong had heard before that there were some extremely skilled masters in the martial arts world who could leap on the water. For example, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, whose nickname was "Iron Palm Water Floater".

But what Huang Rong didn't expect was that Ximen Cheng's Qinggong would be so good that he could hold her and ride the waves on the river.

Ximen Cheng lowered his head to look at the beauty in his arms. When he saw the expression of adoration and admiration on her face, he said in a gentle tone: "Rong'er, can I sing you a song?"

"Ok!"

"The sea roars with a smile on both sides of the strait

Ups and downs with the waves only remember the present

The sky is laughing and the world is overflowing

Whoever loses who wins God knows

Rivers and mountains laugh and misty rain far away

The waves wash away the mortal world, how charming it is

Qingfengxiao actually causes loneliness

Pride still has a night photo

The laughter is no longer lonely

The pride is still laughing foolishly

La……"

The strong fighting spirit mixed with Ximen Cheng's singing voice actually suppressed the sound of the waves all around.

When Huang Rong listened to such heroic singing, her heart was also filled with emotions. After listening to it briefly again, she couldn't help but sing in harmony with Ximen Cheng.

"Interesting! What is the origin of these two little dolls? How come the old beggar has never heard of them before?"

On a big tree by the Yangtze River, a middle-aged beggar who was sleeping on the tree was suddenly awakened by the singing of Ximen Cheng and others. He looked at the two people who looked like gods and heroes, and couldn't help but have a look of curiosity on his face.

This middle-aged beggar has a rectangular face, a slight beard under his chin, and thick hands and feet. His clothes are patched here and there, but they are clean. He holds a green bamboo stick in his hand. As bright as jade, with a large gourd of vermilion paint on his back, and with the index finger of his right hand missing, he is none other than Hong Qigong, the "Northern Beggar" among the Five Uniques.

Given Hong Qigong's status, he shouldn't be so interested in the two little babies, but when he saw Ximen Cheng holding Huang Rong while riding the waves, it was hard for him not to be interested.

Even Qiu Qianren, who is famous for his palm skills and light skills in the world, can only walk on the water on the lake. He is not at the same level as Ximen Cheng's walking on the waves.

Therefore, Hong Qigong is very curious about the origin of Ximen Cheng. What kind of person can teach such a dragon among men?

Ximen Cheng held Huang Rong and played on the river for more than half an hour, until their stomachs began to growl. Then he caught six fat Yangtze saury fish and went ashore to prepare lunch.

Under Huang Rong's cooking, those lively saury fish quickly turned into top-notch ingredients, gradually exuding a delicious fish aroma.

"It smells so good~"

A loud voice suddenly sounded, and a middle-aged beggar wearing tattered beggar clothes suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, pointing at the fragrant saury fish and said: "You two little boys, can you give me some fish?" Would you like to beg for a taste?"

According to Hong Qigong's past personality, when he encounters a delicacy that makes him greedy, he will usually grab it directly, eat it quickly first, and then pay some compensation.