Quick Pass Slag Attack Guide

When Lu Li ordered it to go, not only the entire Fengya Pavilion was blown up, but also the system.

The system asked him angrily: "How can you let him learn martial arts?!"

Lu Li said indifferently, "So what's the matter?"

The system suddenly said in a serious tone: "In the original plot, Qingling never learned martial arts at all, you are ruining the plot."

Lu Li said: "Then I will follow the plot well every time, and it won't be broken in the end? Why don't you find someone who deliberately broke the plot?!"

The system is silent.

Lu Li was puzzled and said again: "From the first world to now, the bug has not been fixed, are you dead? What use is there for you!"

The system was silent for a while, and then slowly and emotionally began to read aloud: "He was pushed on the bed by you, you tore his clothes, looked at the two dogwood spots on his chest, your sinful place started reacting..."

Lu Li said angrily, "Get lost!"

The system continued: "You are in control of all his sensitive points, and the thick hair made of jade is moving in and out of his indescribable places, and you start to get excited, with dirty desires showing in your eyes..."

Lu Li slapped the table angrily, and the mahogany table in front of him immediately collapsed.

The system wisely stopped talking.

The servants who heard the loud noise hurried in, and Lu Li waved his hand casually to let them clean up the mess.

In fact, Lu Li also deliberately asked Qing Ling to learn martial arts. The following plot is too cruel to Qing Ling. If he learns some martial arts, then when Qing Ling finds someone to turn, he can still escape. go out.

Lu Li couldn't bear to watch Qing Ling's later fate be so miserable.

Doing so can at least guarantee Qing Ling's most basic safety.

Lu Li sighed, thinking of Qingling gave him a headache. He didn't know how much time he would have to spend until the child grew into an adult, and how long he would have to stay in this world.

It wasn't until it was getting late that Lu Li saw Qing Ling come back sweating profusely, with a rare joy on his face.

Lu Li saw that the injuries on Little Poor's face had faded to the point where he could barely see them, so the injuries on his body should be almost healed.It's just that his exposed hands are still tied with a white cloth, and it seems that he hasn't touched them all day.

Qing Ling wiped the sweat from his forehead, lowered his head and said to Lu Li cautiously: "Daddy, Ling'er is back."

Lu Li stayed in the room for a day and almost died, so he hooked his fingers to Qing Ling and said, "Come, come to me."

Qing Ling slowly walked in front of him, Lu Li was sitting on a chair at this time, just in line with Qing Ling's line of sight, and he could touch the poor little face as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Lu Li said, "Stretch out your hand."

Qing Ling stretched out her hands obediently, and looked at him with those black pearl-like eyes, which were as beautiful as the stars in the night sky, condensing the brilliance like glass.

Lu Li only exchanged glances with him, then hurriedly looked away, and then untied the bandage tied on Qing Ling yesterday.

Lu Li once again felt the incomparable effect of Yugu Shengji Cream. In just one night, the skin covered with fine wounds became smooth as before.

Qingling's skin was as white as milk and as smooth as curdled fat. Lu Li couldn't help but touch it a few times before letting go of the beautiful touch.

Qing Ling lowered her eyes and raised her hands to watch.

Lu Li asked him: "Are you untying your belt yourself, or will I help you?"

Qing Ling glanced at him, and then said grumpily, "Please, Daddy."

Lu Li frowned and said displeasedly, "Trouble."

However, his subordinates carefully took off Qing Ling's clothes, so that Xiao Poor was facing him, and Lu Li held him half in his arms, wrapping his hands around his back to find the belt he tied yesterday.

After removing the things tied to his body, Lu Li took a closer look at him, and found that those marks had become very shallow, and even the most serious bruises could hardly be seen.

Qing Ling looked more nervous than yesterday. After Lu Li put on the clothes for him, he didn't know where to put his gaze.

Lu Li clapped his hands again, and ordered the servants who came in to prepare bath water for Qingling, and then said to the little poor man, "Go take a bath, you're so dirty with stinky sweat."

After hearing what he said, Qingling sniffed her sleeve nervously, Lu Li pushed him to tell him to leave quickly, then Qingling put down her hand and said, "Then Ling'er will leave first."

Lu Li said angrily, "Go away."

After sending Qing Ling away, Lu Li began to study the book in his hand again. It was a sword manual he took out from Shen Tingjun's secret compartment, and the title of the book was "Luomei".

Just looking at the name, I thought it was a literary book, but in fact it was the opposite. "Luomei" is an ancient sword manual full of blood.

Luomei refers to the speed of the sword. When the plum blossom leaves the branch and falls to the ground, it can kill people invisible.

Shen Tingjun is a martial arts idiot. He usually studies martial arts behind closed doors when he has nothing to do, collects martial arts cheats, and tries to improve his own martial arts.

Shen Tingjun practiced the whip method, and he used the Panlong Red Silk Whip, but this did not hinder his collection addiction.

His collection of books covers all martial arts and moves, and this book "Luomei" is even the best among martial arts cheats.

Now being casually spread on the desk by Lu Li, he felt that he was really reckless.

Lu Li turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, but saw the clothes on the table. They were a few small clothes brought by Xiu Niang just now, specially made for Qing Ling.

Lu Li actually forgot to let Qing Ling take it with her when she took a bath.

He stood up, picked up the extremely neatly folded clothes wrapped in a cloth bag, and decided to send them to Qingling, and check whether the size fits by the way.

Qing Ling was in the bedroom in the outhouse, only two walls away from where Lu Li lived.

Lu Li stood in front of Qingling's door, saw the shadowy figure inside, and knocked on the door hesitantly.

Then I heard a soft voice from inside saying: "Who is it?"

Lu Li said, "Your father."

Then I heard the sound of Qing Ling putting something down and running over to open the door in a hurry.

Qing Ling had obviously just finished taking a bath. He was wearing a white undershirt, and his long black hair was still wet on his shoulders. When he saw Lu Li, he smiled reflexively, and then he seemed to think of something and then restrained his smile.

Lu Li walked into his room on his own. The layout of this room was exactly the same as his room, except that Qing Ling tidied it up neatly and looked empty.

He put the bag of clothes on the table and opened it, took out the moon-white blouse and robe woven with silver thread, and put it in front of Qing Ling for a moment.

Seeing Qingling's flattered expression again, Lu Li snorted and said, "Sanniang is really meddling in other things, and I want Xiuniang to make you a few sets of clothes and put them here, and putting them there is an eyesore. This seat is here for you."

Qingling's face was still pink with mist, which washed away the dirt all over his body, making him as white as a porcelain doll.He pursed his red lips, took the dress with both hands, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Dad."

Lu Li felt that he was trying to cover up when he said too much, so he simply closed his mouth.

Seeing that the little poor hair was still dripping, Lu Li picked up the cloth towel on the table, knelt down and wiped his wet hair.

At first, Qing Ling made a dodging movement backwards because he was not used to it, but then he held back abruptly, obediently asking Lu Li to wipe his hair for him.

Lu Li could smell the smell of poor little hair and body, the sweet and greasy smell was the lingering milk fragrance.

He sniffed it closer and found that it was indeed the smell, so he couldn't help but ask, "What's your saponin smell like?"

Qing Ling blinked, and said: "It's tasteless, Daddy." He thought for a while and then said, "I just drank a cup of milk that Sanniang brewed for Ling'er."

Drinking milk again, when can this habit be changed.

Lu Li didn't speak any more, and began to brush his hair without saying a word.

When it was almost dry, he put down the cloth towel, stood up and stretched out his arms to the little poor.

Qing Ling blinked again, as if she didn't know what he was going to do.

Lu Li said: "Tonight, you will have dinner with Daddy, and then sleep with Daddy."

When he fell asleep with Qingling in his arms last night, he didn't dream again. Lu Li must not let him go tonight. He has to establish a good relationship with him first, so that Qingling is willing to let him sleep in his arms.

Qing Ling looked up at him with no expression on her face, and then said: "Okay." Then she opened her hands to him, making a gesture of hugging.

Seeing his cute behavior, Lu Li's heart almost melted.His arms reached under the poor little boy's armpits, and he lifted the little child up.

In fact, he obviously enjoyed it, but he said on his mouth: "It's so heavy, my hands are sore from holding it."

Qing Ling tentatively wrapped her arms around the back of Lu Li's neck, and after not being scolded, she felt relieved and leaned on him with peace of mind.

Lu Li felt that smelling the sweet smell at a close distance did not make him feel disgusted.

When it was time for dinner, the little pitiful still only ate rice and no vegetables. Lu Li winked at the servant who was waiting on the side, and the servant immediately served Qing Ling with dishes in fear.

Lu Li guessed that Qingling just didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of him, and when someone served him vegetables, the corners of his mouth could not be restrained from curling up.

Children's minds are the best to ponder, and the easiest to buy.

After dinner, she didn't need to do other things without Qing Ling, and Xiao Poor felt that she was redundant, and stood by the corner of her clothes, not knowing what to do.

In fact, it was annoying for Lu Li to stay in the room every day, and he didn't know what to do at night, so he might as well teach Qing Ling how to read.

In the original plot, Shen Tingjun was Qingling's servant when he was a child, and became a pampered pet when he grew up. He not only killed his whole family, but also tortured him with various methods.

In the end, Shen Tingjun saw that he was almost trained, so he put Qingling in Goulanyuan to pick up the guests.

Lu Li once again knelt down to the weird plot, how much hatred he had to do this kind of thing, and how perverted he had to be to hit a child ruthlessly.

Anyway, he couldn't do such a thing.

Lu Li hooked his fingers to Qing Ling and ordered him: "Come here."

Qing Ling walked over, and Lu Li handed him the book in his hand, "I will teach you how to read, and I will find a teacher to teach you tomorrow."

Lu Li sensibly found a reason for himself: "I don't have any ink in my chest, and I don't have the power to restrain a chicken, so what qualifications do I have to stay by my side?"

Qing Ling gave a soft "hmm".

Unexpectedly, the voice of the system exploded in his ears again, and the system hated iron and steel and said, "It's fine if you let him learn martial arts, but you still want him to learn how to read and write! How big is your heart!"

Lu Li said: "Let him learn, let him learn, bite me if you have the ability."

If the system had an entity, it would definitely want to bite him to death.

The system suddenly became very calm, and he decided to continue to disgust Lu Li: "You fed him the top aphrodisiac, which softened him into a puddle of spring water. He longed for you to touch him, but you suddenly withdrew. Then Five or six big men walked in..."

Lu Li was in a bad mood, he said angrily, "Get lost!"

Seeing the man's complexion suddenly turned extremely bad, Qing Ling called out cautiously: "Daddy?"

Lu Li exhaled and said, "It's nothing."

Don't let him teach him what he wants to teach, don't let him do what he wants to do, he will be mad at the hot chicken system! ! !