Meow ~

Like most monks, Ye Zhao also wore a storage ring on his hand.Different from most monks, the face of the ring was carefully carved into a six-petal plum blossom, and each petal was embedded with a high-quality void stone, which was just convenient for Ye Zhao to store various spiritual materials with different storage requirements.

If that's the case, then Ye Zhao is also a capitalized local tyrant. Considering his background, it's not too surprising.

But today, Cheng Yuan discovered a big secret!

He watched Ye Zhao pinch the plum blossom, and with a slow pull, the plum blossom was pulled up!

But it turned out that it was not a ring at all, looking at the tip reflecting the cold light in the sun, it turned out to be a hair-like golden needle, and the plum blossom was the tail of the needle.

At first glance, Cheng Yuan couldn't tell what kind of spiritual material it was made of, but his gaze swept across the chi-long needle from the tip, and then followed the needle back to the cold shining tip, and suddenly felt a little cold.

"Ah... Ah Zhao?" Cheng Yuan reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth, looking at Ye Zhao eagerly, "This...this is..."

"Using the method of piercing the acupoints with golden needles, the cold air in your body can be dredged as soon as possible."

Golden needles... pricking points? !

As an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years, Cheng Yuan is not ignorant of the golden needle technique that is highly respected in medicine.However, when he thought of such a long needle being stuck in his body, he still shivered.

"Need not!"

Ye Zhao raised his eyebrows.

Cheng Yuan shrank back, trying to bury himself in the quilt.

"I... I can slowly guide myself..."

Seeing Ye Zhao's expression of disapproval, Cheng Yuan swallowed and said in a low voice, "You don't need to 'as soon as possible', it's okay."

Without waiting for Ye Zhao to express his opinion further, Cheng Yuan turned himself into a little white cat with a "snap", and curled up into a fluffy ball on the bed, trying to make Ye Zhao unable to do anything.

Ye Zhao: "..."

Seeing that Cheng Yuan was afraid—although the majestic demon king was a bit unreasonable for being afraid of a needle—Ye Zhao put away the golden needle, pinched the back of the little white cat's neck and lifted him to his lap.

The gentle stroking brought the familiar body temperature, which calmed down the little white cat's fluffy hair.

"Cat, don't you want to get better soon?"

"Meow."

"Gold needles... that is, they look scary, but they don't actually hurt."

"Meow."

"My cultivation base is still low, so I can't remove that icy air all at once, but it's much faster and safer than trying to channel it yourself."

"Meow."

"And even if you can't pull it out all at once, you will be much more relaxed."

"Meow."

"……speak English."

"do not want!"

After getting along for so long, Ye Zhao has a basic understanding of Cheng Yuan's cultivation base and mana.Although Cheng Yuan can take his time, it may take a long time and may cause sequelae.

After all, it is not as good as Ye Zhao's action.

Ye Zhao frowned as he watched the little white cat curled up on his knees, posing nonviolently and uncooperatively.

For a moment, he wanted to use the power Cheng Yuan had just given him—to beat him up.However, he really couldn't do anything threatening, so he raised his hands, facing such a small ball, but he couldn't wave it down.

After a while, Ye Zhao's hand still lightly landed on the white cat's back, running along its fur while tentatively luring it.

"The cat is obedient, may I make fish soup for you?"

"..." This seat is not rare!

"Grilled dried fish for you."

"..." Can this seat be bought by mere small fish?

Seeing that Cheng Yuan was completely unmoved, Ye Zhao bit it: "You can..."

"!" What is the content of the silence in the middle!

The little white cat curled up lazily raised its ears: "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."

However, Ye Zhao's dictionary obviously does not have any undescribable words below the neck, he hesitated for a long time, and changed the subject abruptly.

"This icy air will affect your opponents and greatly reduce your combat power."

"..." I don't care about such things!Hand over the silenced content!

"You don't want to get better soon."

"..." seems to mean this, but there seems to be something wrong.

"Then if I'm in danger, wouldn't you be able to protect me?"

"!!!"

So Cheng Yuan turned back into a human form, obediently grabbing the corner of Ye Zhao's clothes, begging to calm down and let him go.

When we were in love, I knew all your weaknesses, and you were my only weakness.

Ye Zhao said very frankly that he hadn't mastered the skills yet, and that he needed to prick the acupoints with golden needles many times to completely relieve the cold air.

So day after day, Cheng Yuan rolled in Ye Zhao's arms, acting coquettishly and cutely, entangled with Ye Zhao like a twist, and finally lay down aggrieved under Ye Zhao's gentle and firm persuasion, green almond eyes watered Begging was written in misty mist, and Ye Zhao's heart melted at the blink of an eye.

In fact, as a demon king, Cheng Yuan is not so delicate.The first time I was really scared, but Ye Zhao's skills are far from the "beginner's first practice" in his own mouth, on the contrary, he is already extremely proficient; the needle looks terrible, but it really doesn't hurt when it is stuck on the body, instead it follows the needle tip. Trembling under the mana, there is a warm feeling as if the whole tiger is soaked in hot springs.

However, the opportunity to hug and touch Ye Zhao is so rare that a fool will easily let it go.In the past, Ye Zhao only hugged the little white cat during the day, and would not sleep with the humanoid Cheng Yuan in his arms until the candles were extinguished at night.Of course, we can't get needles in the dark at this moment, wouldn't it be so much more time for intimacy for nothing!

What's more, after each needle injection, Cheng Yuan could still cry and roll into Ye Zhao's arms, rubbing against Ye Zhao to light the fire - if he got his hand, he made money, and if he failed, Ye Zhao would not be angry, but instead would kiss him sweetly in order to comfort him .

Cheng Yuan really wants to say, I don’t mind at all if you do it a few more times, it’s better for a lifetime (ω)