Cultivate the ruthless way for him

It was night and the sea was indeed full of wind and waves.

As soon as night fell, the disciples in charge of guarding the boat asked the passengers to go back to their rooms to rest, close the doors and windows, and not to go out if there was nothing to do.

Although the kun boat is stable, if it is not secure, there are monsters taking advantage of the wind and waves to make trouble, if it hurts people, it will be troublesome.

Zhaozhao sat cross-legged on the bed, recharging his energy, and when Haishi arrived, he opened his eyes and asked Yunzhu, "Is everything ready?"

Yunzhu held a small burden in a tangled state: "Your Highness, have you really thought about it?"

Zhaozhao thought to himself, what is there to think about this kind of thing.

Jumped down, took the small bag, checked the contents inside, and made sure that everything was complete, and said with satisfaction: "Just go to bed first, don't worry about me."

Yun Zhu was still worried: "But the wind and waves outside are so strong..."

"I'm a dragon, how can I be afraid of wind and waves?"

The boy put the small burden on his shoulders, opened the window, jumped out nimbly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It was raining heavily outside, and the black waves were shaking the sky. It seemed that there were countless huge beasts galloping and roaring on the sea surface. The kun boat moved forward steadily amidst the thunder and lightning roars as the waves bumped up and down.

As soon as Zhao Zhao got out of the window, he was splashed with seawater all over his head.

Fortunately, the waves quickly recognized the breath of the dragon, and before the dragon got angry, he wisely stopped the second wave, made a detour, and poured all the remaining seawater on the boat.

That's more or less.

The wind and waves were so strong that even the disciples guarding the boat hid in the cabin. On the huge kun boat, there was no one in sight. Zhao Zhao simply turned into a half-sized dragon, picked up his bag and flew out of the window of No. [-] elegant room on the third floor , on the spot, and put it on the railing near the window.

The elegant room was pitch-black, with no light at all, only the sound of raindrops falling on the window lattice.

"Beauty, beauty."

Zhao Zhao lay on the window edge and yelled twice, but there was no movement, so she tried to push the window against the dragon's horn, and with a creak, the window easily opened a crack.

The window was not closed.

Zhaozhao felt a little strange, in such a bad weather, under normal circumstances, if the windows were not closed, the two windows would have been blown away, but now they are in good condition, not only have they not been blown off, but not much rain has fallen in.

The waves are afraid of his dragon's breath, so it's fine if they don't dare to hurt him. Could it be that they are also afraid of the people in the house?

That's all, the sky is big and the earth is big, and double cultivation is the biggest.

Forget it, the little dragon turned around, swept around, took out the bamboo tube and medicine powder from the bag, and blew vigorously into the room through the gap in the window.

A whole bottle of powder was blown in.

"Beauty, beauty."

After a while, Zhao Zhao quietly called out twice.

There was still a dead silence inside, and there was no movement.

Xiaolong was delighted, and used the dragon's horn to push open the window little by little. With a flick of the dragon's tail, he slipped in.

The room is filled with a light lotus fragrance.

The little dragon landed on the blanket, rolled over, shook off the water stained on the scales, then transformed into a human again, and stood up.

The young man was drenched in a little water, his black hair was drenched behind his shoulders, his whole body was as if carved from white jade, delicate and beautiful, and the snow-white dragon's horns glowed faintly in the dark night.

Unavoidably making a noise, Zhao Zhao directly took off his shoes, then took out a night pearl from his bosom, and groped towards the side of the bed.The layout of the elegant rooms on the boat is similar, Zhao Zhao quickly touched the bed, lifted the bed curtain lightly, and was about to call out "beauty", but found that it was empty, and there was no one there.

Just strangely, a pale hand suddenly stretched out from the slanting stab, and tightly grasped his wrist.

Zhao Zhao was startled, almost screamed out, and the Ye Mingzhu fell to the ground with a clatter in his hand.

"who?"

The person behind spoke in a hoarse voice, breathing heavily, as if enduring some kind of deep pain.

However, Zhao Zhao felt a gust of hot and turbulent lava rushing from behind, directly enveloping him from head to toe, as well as that hand, so hot and so hard!Zhao Zhao was a little unhappy and said, "You scratched me."

There was a long silence.

Zhaozhao felt that his robe and black hair were about to be dried, and the people behind him still didn't speak, thinking, could it be that his big beauty was overly frightened and fainted?

Just as he was about to turn his head to take a sneak peek, the hand that clamped his wrist suddenly loosened.

"Get out immediately."

The voice of the person behind was hoarse, and the breath was thicker.

Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment, then turned around, and saw the tall and elegant man like a god, with his pale fingers resting on the bedpost, his back facing the window full of wind and rain, his lotus sleeves fluttering gently, his knuckles glowing with innocence, and there was a faint tingle all over his body. Black air lingers.

It stands to reason that the beauty should have passed out after inhaling so much perspiration medicine, why is she still awake.

"Are...are you sick?"

Zhao Zhao opened her eyes wide in bewilderment, not understanding how such a good-looking beauty became like this.

The night pearl rolled to the ground, exuding a soft light.With that small piece of light, Zhao Zhao saw the black runes spreading rapidly on the carpet under his feet, and opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Immortal clan runes are all condensed by immortal energy, usually in pure white, pure blue, pure gold or vermilion written with cinnabar. In short, they are all vigorous and vibrant colors. Runes of death.

The meridians all over Chang Yuan's body seemed to be on fire, and the primordial spirit was a little unclear. He noticed that the little thing behind him hadn't moved yet, and with the last ounce of reason, he said, "I order you to leave immediately, immediately!"

After speaking, he turned around and walked quickly to the inner room.

As a result, halfway through the walk, he staggered and knelt down as if being pulled by some kind of huge force.

The black runes on the carpet spread more and more recklessly, and when they spread to the soles of Zhaozhao's feet, they seemed to be afraid of the young man's breath, and then retracted quickly, spreading to other places.

Zhao Zhao tried to walk two steps on the carpet, but found that his feet passed by, and those black runes automatically backed away.

Zhaozhao was thoughtful, seeing Zhang Yuan's pale fingers supporting the ground, his phalanges trembling slightly, maintaining a half-kneeling posture, the black aura all over his body intertwined with the red sword intent, as if in a fierce battle, vowing to fight to the death.

Then he picked up Ye Mingzhu, walked over lightly, and said, "Is it because of these runes?"

Zhang Yuan's eyes were closed, and the red mark on his forehead grew wildly and spread, almost burning his silver face to black.

Zhaozhao held up the Ye Mingzhu, took a photo on the silver face, admired the cold and beautiful curve of the beauty that was only exposed, stretched out his hand, and just about to take off the mask while Zhang Yuan was not paying attention, his wrist was grabbed again.

Zhang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes.

In the deep eyes, a blood-red red, like a beast staring at its prey, staring closely at the beautiful elf-like snow-robed boy in front of him.

Zhao Zhao was a little frightened all of a sudden, lowered his head, saw that Zhang Yuan's pale wrist was also covered with that horrible and ugly black streak, his face changed, and said: "Don't be afraid, I sucked it for you."

How can such a thing grow on a big beauty!

It was just a bit of dirt, Zhao Zhao didn't take the form of a dragon this time, just grabbed that part of his wrist, and sucked the rune into his stomach with his mouth.

The young man's cold and soft lips fell down like feathers, carrying the unique cold dragon's breath of Xiaolong.

There was a bang in Zhang Yuan's mind, and for a moment, he felt that there was a sudden light rain in the boundless night sky burning with flames, but it could overwhelm the light rain of lightning, thunder and downpour outside the window.

Seeing that this method was useful, Zhao Zhao immediately sucked water on Chang Yuan's arms, palms, ears, and jaw, sucking all the ugly runes into the dragon's belly.

Xiaolong smoked very happily.

Zhang Yuan's primordial spirit collapsed into a mess.

Zhao Zhao soon discovered that not long after those runes disappeared, new runes would grow again, and the speed he sucked could not keep up with the growth speed of the other party!

This is how to do.

It must be that his cultivation base is not enough.

If you quickly improve your cultivation level in a short period of time, isn't it the method of dual cultivation that can "thousands of miles in one day"!

Zhaozhao's eyes lit up, and he was about to speak, when opposite, those eyes were as dark as stagnant water, exuding red eyes, suddenly, it seemed as if countless red flames burst through the barrier and gushed out.

All of them were burned on Zhao Zhao's body.

Before Zhao Zhao could react, his feet were already off the ground, his waist softened, and he was pressed directly on the bedpost by a pair of big hands.

"Don't move."

The red eyes were heavy and depressed, carrying an extremely oppressive invisible majesty, and boundless scorching heat.

The hand exerted a little force.

Zhao Zhao immediately let out a groan, and the color of water appeared in her eyes, and her beautiful eyes were suddenly wet and full of water vapor.

"Wow, you hurt me."

Xiaolong wronged and complained.

The hand was indeed a little softer, but the blazing eyes were even more intense.

Zhao Zhao didn't like being surrounded like this, so he tried to grab his wrist, but he couldn't get away, but the golden rings on his wrist collided with each other and jingled twice, which somehow irritated the tall figure opposite.Zhang Yuan's eyes turned red like blood, he leaned over, pushed aside the snow robe, and bit the boy's shoulder in a gentle manner.

This made Zhao Zhao angry.

Zhao Zhao snorted softly, and immediately took the opportunity to pounce on him, and bit down hard on the same position on Chang Yuan's shoulder.

Get real.

The stimulation of blood and pain made Zhang Yuan's mind temporarily clear.Looking at the young man who wrinkled his nose and stared at him aggrievedly, with blood on the corner of his mouth, Zhang Yuan was taken aback.

It was this stupefaction that gave Zhao Zhaoxin a chance.

Zhao Zhao slid out like a loach, freed his wrist, and exerted a burst of immortal power, directly pushed Chang Yuan into the bed tent, then climbed up, straddled Chang Yuan, and went to pick off Chang Yuan's clothes.

"Don't worry, I will take care of you."

The young man made a promise while pawing.

The little dragon's breath slowly flowed into the meridians along the shoulder wound.

Zhang Yuan finally regained consciousness. After being slightly startled, he suddenly understood what the young man was doing, and asked hoarsely, "What are you going to do?"

Zhao Zhaohao said angrily: "Shuangxiu with you!"

Chang Yuan suspected that he heard it wrong.

"what?"

With the effort of these few words, Zhaozhao has successfully untied the jade belt, peeled off all the complicated black robes, and then curled up into Changyuan's arms like a loach, whispering: "From now on, Let's go to sleep!"

"Don't talk to anyone."

Zhang Yuan was dumb for a moment, and let the young man hold his waist tightly. After a long time, he looked at the pitch-black ceiling and said, "Okay."

The young man's skin was soft, his black hair was damp, and his robe was damp, not completely dry. He closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling, and suddenly he groaned softly.

Chang Yuan asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhaozhao said aggrieved, "It hurts."

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and understood that it was probably because of the catastrophe that he had just suffered a curse, and his hands were not serious, and he hurt this little thing.

"Knead."

Zhao Zhao stretched out his wrist.

Sure enough, there were several clear fingerprints on the wrist, like brand marks, branded on the youth's snow-white skin.

Zhang Yuan gently released a wisp of immortal energy, smoothing away the red marks.

Zhaozhao felt more comfortable, then moaned and revealed another part: "It hurts here too."

"And here, here." "It hurts."

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, and the waves were still beating against the huge boat. The luminous pearl that was casually discarded by the teenager on the desk was emitting a clear and soft light.Just like this peaceful and warm elegant house.

Zhaozhao felt comfortable, curling herself up into a ball even more like a small animal.

After dealing with all the red spots, Zhang Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand again, and lightly touched the snow-white dragon horn on top of the boy's hair.

Zhaozhao felt it, and rubbed against his palm affectionately.

Zhang Yuan couldn't help touching it again.

This night, he was like a cold stream flowing into his arms, and he was no longer troubled by the calamity curse in his body.

**

Yunzhu waited anxiously all night, seeing that it was almost dawn and the young master had not come back, he was so anxious that he was hesitating whether to inform His Highness Huaibi when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Yunzhu hurriedly opened the door.

A man with a silver face and wearing a black toga stood at the door, took out a snow-white little dragon that was sleeping soundly from his lotus sleeve, and said softly, "Send him back to sleep."

Yun Zhu was stunned for a moment, and realized that this was the fairy he had seen in Jiuchongtian, and immediately saluted respectfully, and stretched out his hands to take the little highness over.

Xiaolong's body was actually warm.

When Yun Zhu raised his head again, the door was empty and there was no one there.

Yunzhu hurriedly closed the door, put Xiaolong on the bed, and whispered, "Your Highness?"

Xiaolong returned to his youthful appearance, rolled around on his big bed twice while yawning, and said, "Shuangxiu is really exhausting."

Yunzhu: "..."

Yunzhu froze on the spot.

After a while, he swallowed hard and asked, "Your Highness—really put that fairy to sleep?"

Zhao Zhao nodded with narrowed eyes.

"Yes."

"His Royal Highness goes out, there is no reason to miss it."

Yunzhu: "..."

How would he report this matter to His Highness Huai Bi.