The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

In the deep mountains and wild forests, Tang Jiao sat cross-legged in the withered grass, the spiritual energy around her body lingering into a mist, constantly pouring into her body.

She took Pubihua today and planned to verify the results.

Lu Changze sat cross-legged next to her to protect her. As for Heizhu and others, they were all left in the wooden house outside by the couple.

Powerful spiritual power poured into Tang Jiao's body crazily. The spiritual power seemed to flow into the sea of ​​consciousness consciously, forming a round bead, and all the spiritual power revolved around the bead.

Tang Jiao's body slowly floated into the air, and countless spiritual energy suddenly rushed around like waves, even the trees were bent. In an instant, the spiritual energy nourished the entire valley. In the winter snow of the twelfth lunar month, the vegetation revived and flowers bloomed. Like the beauty of the world.

Tang Jiao looked at the golden beads shining in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, which were continuously emitting spiritual power, and she suddenly became ecstatic.

Seeing her slowly falling, Lu Changze stepped forward to catch her and hugged her directly.

"How is it?"

"I broke through the third level and reached the late fourth level."

Tang Jiao was so excited that her face turned red and her heart was filled with joy. She did not expect that the pewter flower would have such a miraculous effect.

If it is a mature Puppy Flower, there is no problem even if it becomes an immortal immediately.

The rich strength in her body made her want to hiccup, which was incredible.

Lu Changze was surprised and then ecstatic. He kissed her lips and said with a smile, "My darling, you are so amazing."

A spiritual flower that can allow a person to upgrade to two levels in a row is simply unbelievable.

Tang Jiao held his face and slowly floated with him in the wind. The wind picked up countless petals and circled around them, turning into countless birds dancing. At this moment, Tang Jiao truly felt the power.

Lu Changze hugged her tightly and said in a gentle tone: "Jiao'er, I will catch up with you, I will."

The stronger his darling is, the stronger he will become.

The outside world is so vast, with countless talents, and countless cultivators. If he doesn't become stronger, Jiaoer will definitely be abducted.

In the three realms of the world, Jiaoer is his only one, and he will never give her a chance to escape.

"Okay, you have to work hard."

Tang Jiao hugged him and slowly landed on the ground. As she thought, sixteen red-glazed knives floated beside her, reflecting the sunlight and emitting dazzling light.

Lu Changze picked up the two swords next to him and threw one to her: "Jiao'er, let's try your swordsmanship."

"I use my spiritual power."

"Of course, I will also use spiritual power."

"it is good."

Tang Jiao put away the Red Liu Dao, held the long sword in her hand, and attacked him unceremoniously.

The two of them were squaring off on the grass. No matter how powerful Tang Jiao was, her sword skills were not as good as those of Lu Changze. After all, he had been practicing martial arts since he was a child and was good at using swords.

Lu Changze deliberately put away the killing intent on his sword to prevent him from hurting his beloved wife.

For a moment, the spiritual power generated by the collision between the two people deep in the forest was cut everywhere, and countless innocent plants and trees were cut off. They floated up to the sky with the wind. The beasts hidden in the dark shivered, and no one dared to show up to seek death.

An hour later, the two men, who were sweating profusely, finally stopped. Tang Jiao had been using her sword for a long time, and her legs became a little weak, so she fell directly towards the person opposite.

Lu Changze hugged her into his arms, and the two of them rolled into the grass, panting and smiling at each other with bright and beautiful smiles on their faces.

Tang Jiao raised her sore hand in front of his eyes and said coquettishly, "It hurts so much."

"Ah."

Lu Changze felt very distressed. He held her wrist and rubbed it gently, pressing her acupoints from time to time to relieve the pain.

It was the twelfth lunar month, the cold was freezing, and the cold wind blew coldly. Tang Jiao looked at the wild flowers blooming in winter, pinched one on her fingers, and was shocked.

"What a powerful force, it can actually make hundreds of flowers bloom in winter."

"Thank you Jiao'er for opening my husband's horizons."

Taking the back of her hand and kissing it, Lu Changze felt that his wife's sweat was fragrant, and no matter how she smelled it, it made him curious.

The weather was cold, and they were still mortals, so they did not dare to stay here for a long time and return to the wooden house.

Zixiang and the others had prepared hot water for a long time. They were secretly relieved to see that the two of them came back safely. They took the hot water to the temporary bathroom and gave them a bath.

Being in the deep mountains and wild ridges is not as comfortable as at home, so I just take a quick shower, get dressed immediately, and drink a bowl of ginger soup.

Heitang and the guards set up a pot by the stream, in which mutton and pheasant soup was stewed. The aroma was so fragrant that it made people's mouth water.

Tang Jiao and Lu Changze were wrapped in thick cloaks and sitting on the rocks outside the house, looking at the snow-white mountains and forests, quietly enjoying the beautiful winter scenery.

Heitang raised his hand towards them from below: "Master, madam, you can come down and eat."

Zixiang came out with a bowl and said with a smile: "This sheep has been stewed for an hour, it is definitely delicious."

Tang Jiao was indeed hungry, so she pulled Lu Changze to stand up.

There were tables and chairs next to the pot. The one in front of Tang Jiao was a small bowl, and the one in front of Lu Changze was a large bowl. While practicing at the same time, Tang Jiao's appetite was still not as good as that of Lu Changze, a man.

Lu Changze took a sip of the soup and found it thick, fragrant and tender. He gave Tang Jiao the soft stewed chicken legs and ate his own meal.

Having been raised very strictly since childhood, even if he eats with his mouth open, his posture is still elegant and calm, which is pleasing to the eye.

Tang Jiao was very full after drinking two bowls of mutton soup, but Lu Changze only put down his chopsticks after eating a bowl of three seas.

Tang Jiao couldn't help but stretched out her hand to touch his stomach. Tang Jiao smiled and said, "Do boys have bigger stomachs than girls? How can they hold so much food?"

Lu Changze held her stroking hand with a gentle expression: "Men's bodies are different from women's, so they naturally eat more."

"Too."

After taking a sip of warm water, Tang Jiao felt warm and comfortable all over.

A gust of wind blew, and the frightened sounds of animals came from the deep forest on the left. Tang Jiao and Lu Changze got up at the same time.

Nostrils twitched slightly, Tang Jiao felt the fear coming from the animals in front of her, and an uneasiness surged in her heart.

"Fu Shang, there seems to be something ominous ahead."

"Go and see."

Lu Changze picked her up and jumped across the stream into the forest.

Behind him, Heizhu asked the guards to stay and sort things out, and he, Heitang, and Zixiang followed the two masters.

There were no roads in the mountains, and there was snow, making it slippery and difficult to walk. Tang Jiao and Lu Changze walked straight ahead, regardless of whether the Heizhu trio behind them could keep up.

After walking for two quarters of an hour, a strong fishy smell floated in the wind, as well as a faint unpleasant odor.

Looking at each other with Lu Changze, Tang Jiao quickened her pace. When she felt something moving ahead, the two of them jumped onto the tree.

When she saw the scene not far away clearly, Tang Jiao's eyes narrowed, her stomach churned, and she almost vomited out the mutton soup she had just eaten.

Lu Changze held her in his arms, covered her eyes, and looked at the body that was eaten by wolves with cold eyes.

There were seven or eight corpses, including old ones, young ones, and pregnant women. The scene was very tragic.

"Oh my God."

When Zixiang and others rushed to see it clearly, they were so frightened that they almost screamed and felt their stomachs churn.

Lu Changze's voice was cold: "What are you going to check?"

"Yes."

Heizhu and Heitang had seen all kinds of corpses, and they used Qinggong without fear. They came to the corpse in a few ups and downs, and drove away all the wolves with their swords.

Hearing the howl of the wolf, Tang Jiao's body trembled a little, inexplicably remembering her tragic death in her previous life.

Lu Changze felt something was wrong with the person in his arms and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

At this time, Heizhu's voice came from below.

"Master, there is a cave entrance here, and an even worse smell comes from inside."