Quick Wear of Pregnant and Soft Beauty

"Brother Zhongli, you are back!"

"Brother Zhongli, someone just coveted my beauty and wanted to be frivolous with me. Look at my palms, they are bleeding."

Zhao Yin felt aggrieved and stretched out her little hand in front of him.

Situ Zhongli lowered his eyes and looked at the bright little girl running towards him.

His face was stained with dust and his clothes were torn. He looked like a little fox who had been wronged outside and ran home to complain to his master.

"This little injury will heal tomorrow."

Zhao Yin snorted, dissatisfied with the accusation. "Brother Zhongli, you don't even feel sorry for me."

His eyebrows drooped and he sighed heavily. "Oh, I'm so pitiful. Little cabbage, the ground is cold, two or three years old, without a mother..."

Situ Zhongli was a little funny, but also a little helpless. "What do you want?"

Zhao Yin spread his palms and said, "Brother, if you blow it, it won't hurt anymore."

The little girl blinked her eyes, serious and cute.

That face was so beautiful that I couldn't bear to refuse.

Situ Zhongli glanced to the side and glanced at Mu Haitang, who was watching the show with a faint smile. "Mom, do you want to stay for dinner?"

Mu Haitang quickly took out the yin-yin and said, "Your father has something to do with me, so I'll leave the yin-yin to you."

After saying that, he flew away directly.

A small jade bottle appeared in Zhao Yin's palm.

Situ Zhongli: "Put it on the wound and it will be fine tomorrow."

In fact, it doesn’t take tomorrow. Minor skin and flesh injuries can be recovered in a matter of hours.

Zhao Yin clenched the medicine bottle and smiled brightly. "I know that brother Zhongli loves me."

Situ Zhongli chuckled softly, and suddenly bent down and stared at her. "Are you this close to everyone?"

Brother, brother is called intimately.

Zhao Yin leaned back and his eyelashes trembled twice because of nervousness. "How could it be? I am only this close to brother Zhongli."

Situ Zhongli withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and curled his lower lip with unknown meaning. "It better be."

He turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Zhao Yin stood there with her heartbeat calming down. She just felt that Situ Zhongli was in danger.

It's an intuition.

"Brother, I'm too good at it. Please teach me swordsmanship."

"Besides swordsmanship, what else do you want to learn?"

Zhao Yin didn't expect him to agree so easily, so he quickly caught up with him.

"Sword flying, spells, Bagua array, whatever you teach me, brother, I will learn."

"I don't have time, so I can only teach you swordsmanship."

Zhao Yin: "...Then what are you asking?"

"Can't you just ask?"

Zhao Yin: ...I’m so angry.

Soon, Zhao Yin thought of something and smiled enthusiastically. "Brother, in order to celebrate my foundation building tonight, can you eat meat today?"

Situ Zhongli: "No ingredients."

Zhao Yin immediately said: "I'm going to Pingfeng Mountain to catch rabbits."

She turned around and ran out, "Wait for me, I'll be back soon."

Zhao Yin successfully caught a fat rabbit from Pingfeng Mountain and brought it back. There were two green vegetables on the table, and the other side dishes were cut and waiting for her rabbit.

"Brother, come and kill the rabbit."

Situ Zhongli was too lazy to pamper her, "If you don't kill her, don't eat it tonight."

"Brother, you are so cruel, you actually let a weak girl like me do such a bloody thing." After Zhao Yin finished speaking, he quickly killed the rabbit and disposed of its fur and internal organs.

Situ Zhongli's cooking skills are very good, which he probably developed by living alone in the past few years.

After eating, Zhao Yin went back to his room to retreat and sprint to build his foundation.

It's said to be a sprint, but it actually only takes half an hour.

Zhao Yin opened his eyes and felt that his body had been washed by spiritual power, and his skin was covered with smelly mud. It is very similar to the Sekkidan she used before, which is produced by the system, and can eliminate dirt from the body.

There are no ugly monsters in the world of immortality. As long as you keep practicing, you can continue to strengthen your body.

Although female practitioners cannot change their appearance, their skin will get better and better, and their overall appearance will be more harmonious.

Therefore, those children who start practicing at a very young age are bound to be talented and outstanding in appearance when they grow up. With cultivation and the nourishment of elixirs, it is simply impossible not to look good.

The original owner, a mere mortal, could grow into such a stunning beauty, which is really a tribute to his ancestors. No wonder Fu Qing wanted to take her into the sect.

Moreover, the original owner had good qualifications, with dual water and wood spiritual roots.

Zhao Yin took out the Xuanyin Jue given by Mu Haitang and studied it carefully. There were nine moves in total. She found it not difficult after reading it, but it was difficult to practice without an instrument.

When Qin Shu arrived here, Situ Zhongli was teaching Zhao Yin swordsmanship. After practicing it once, he asked Zhao Yin to continue practicing by himself with a branch.

He was sitting on a chair nearby, drinking tea leisurely, and giving instructions to Zhao Yin from time to time.

"Hands up."

"Move quickly, don't delay."

"Did you not have enough food this morning?"

Qin Shu was surprised that Senior Brother Situ would actually teach people swordsmanship in person, and she was also surprised that Zhao Yin didn't talk back, and looked and acted extremely seriously.

She only stepped forward after Zhao Yin finished practicing with a drooped face.

"Senior Brother Zhongli, I'm sorry for disturbing you. I'm looking for Junior Sister Zhao."

Situ Zhongli glanced at her and said, "Take a rest for half an hour."

Then he turned around and entered the back room.

Qin Shu smiled bitterly. This senior brother still kept away from strangers and was too lazy to pay attention to anyone's attitude.

Zhao Yin made a striking gesture towards Situ Zhongli's back, and ran to Qin Shu with a small stick in his hand while his head was covered in sweat. "Sister, what do you want from me?"

Qin Shu smelled a faint fragrance of vegetation at the tip of her nose and looked at the beautiful girl half an arm away from her. "Junior Sister Zhao, Senior Sister is here to apologize to you. I caused you trouble last time."

Su Jingwen and Lu Hanzhi had conflicts with her for a long time, and what happened last time was not the first time.

Zhao Yin bent down, picked up the cup and took a sip of water. The pink lips were moistened with water and looked even more attractive.

"Senior sister, you're welcome. Why don't you also testify for me?"

"That's what I should do." Qin Shu came today to say thank you. Thanks to Zhao Yin, she got rid of the scumbag Su Jingwen and warned Lu Hanzhi.

From now on, the rest of the people in the Beast Control Peak will not dare to provoke him again.

She took out a bell from her storage bag and said, "This is a defensive magic weapon that can withstand three attacks from the late Jindan stage."

The silver bell is small and cute, and it is a defensive magic weapon. It shows that Qin Shu really wants to say thank you.

"Since senior sister is so sincere, I can't refuse." Zhao Yin happily accepted it, thought for a while, took out a silver bracelet from his storage bag and hung it up.

With just one glance, Qin Shu could tell that the silver bracelet was also a defensive weapon.

After the last incident, she inquired specifically and found out that Zhao Yin was originally a female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect, and was brought back as a saint by accident.

However, the patriarch's wife loved her and specially adopted her as her adopted daughter.

It seems that the rumors are true. The sect master's wife really loves him and gave him so many defensive magic weapons.

Zhao Yin wore it on her hand, but it felt awkward and hindered her sword practice.

"Junior sister, why not wear it on your feet." Qin Shu guessed her thoughts and suggested.

Zhao Yin's eyes lit up, and he stuck it on the white and tender ankle, shaking it twice and making a crisp sound. "It's so beautiful, thank you, senior sister."

He looked like a child with happiness written all over his face.

Qin Shu sighed in her heart, no wonder the sect master's wife liked her, if she had such a sister, she would definitely love her.