Cultivate the ruthless way for him

After the wedding ceremony, Chang Yuan didn't stay in Penglai Island for a long time, but took Zhao Zhao all the way to fly south with the sword.

Although Zhao Zhao couldn't see with his eyes, he was still keenly aware of the familiar aura the moment he landed.

"Guanyin Village?"

Behind the temple, the row of thatched cottages has taken on a new look, with brand new red silk and red lanterns hung on the door and corridors, and festive 囍 characters pasted on the windows, just like a folk wedding room.

"Wu Immortal, little Immortal."

The Wang couple greeted them with open smiles, and said, "The rooms are all set up, and the villagers are all waiting to drink the wedding wine of the gods."

Zhaozhao came to his senses, endured the soreness in his nose, and snorted, "So you already planned it."

Zhang Yuan smiled without saying a word, as a tacit consent, he handed over his hands and thanked the Wang couple: "Tomorrow, we must prepare good wine and good food for everyone."

Wang and his wife enthusiastically gave them a new quilt and two jars of homemade rice wine as wedding presents, and then they took their leave.

Zhang Yuan took Zhao Zhao's hand and led Zhao Zhao back to the house.

Red candles are lit in the house, red tents are set up, and the furnishings should remain the same as before.

Chang Yuan asked Zhao Zhao to sit on the bed, and went to the desk to get two bowls of wine.

"In the mortal world, this is called Hebei wine, which means never to be separated."

Zhao Zhao naturally knew, took the wine, and didn't drink it right away, but asked, "Where have you been these past two months?"

"Don't lie to me."

Zhao Zhao fierce Baba added a sentence.

Although he couldn't see it, Zhao Zhao was convinced by the only physical contact, Chang Yuan lost weight for a long time, and the immortal power in his body also lost a lot.

If he hadn't gone through a fierce battle, he would not be so weak as a god of war.

Zhang Yuan said: "After drinking this bowl of wine, let me talk to you slowly, okay?"

Zhaozhao shook his head and insisted, "I want to listen now."

"It's not a big deal."

Holding the wine, Zhang Yuan also sat down.

The cloud said lightly: "Slaying God Terrace, have you heard of it?"

Zhao Zhao was stunned.

The God Slaying Platform is the place where the gods are killed, and also... the place where the godfather is said to have perished.

It is said that the soul of God the Father exists in the God Killing Platform, which frightens the entire fairy world.

"Are you going to visit Father God?"

Zhang Yuan nodded: "That's right."

However, Zhao Zhao knew that things were far more than that simple.How could it be possible to lose so much immortal power just by paying homage to Father God.

"Are you—" "It's agreed to only ask that one question."

Chang Yuan picked up the wine: "If you don't drink anymore, I will have to drink it myself."

Zhao Zhao thought, when his eyesight recovered, he would find his own way to understand this matter, so he nodded, picked up the wine bowl, and drank the wine with Chang Yuan seriously.

Zhaozhao is actually a little uncomfortable with the transition from master and apprentice to Taoist companion.But when he thought that with the status of a Taoist companion, he would be able to stay with his master justifiably and forever, and never be separated, Zhao Zhao's heart was as sweet as honey water.

He is the only Taoist companion of the master, and no one can compete with him for the master.

After drinking, Zhang Yuan boiled hot water himself, soaked Zhao Zhao's feet and washed them, and went to wash them briefly himself.After returning, Zhao Zhao had already taken off her wedding clothes, and was waiting on the bed in her pajamas.

Seeing Zhang Yuan coming back, Zhao Zhao immediately retreated into the quilt like a cat.

Zhang Yuan laughed, extinguished the candle, and lay down on the outside of the bed. Seeing that Zhao Zhao was still hiding under the quilt and refused to come out, he whispered: "If you are not ready, we will..."

The small hill raised by the quilt moved.

Zhang Yuan couldn't figure out what was going on, and in the gap of hesitation, Zhao Zhao had already lifted the quilt abruptly, crawled out from inside, straddled him, and said, "Why are you doing this? I take the initiative."

Zhang Yuan laughed again, and said softly: "I'm afraid you won't be used to it."

"What's so good about getting used to it?"

Zhao Zhao bowed his head, and quickly pecked Zhang Yuan's face.

"Very simple."

The place that was touched still retains the cold and soft touch.

The strings in Zhang Yuan's heart also broke with a bang, he stood up, gently put the little thing that was still in his arms back into the mattress, and said: "Maybe there will be some discomfort for the first time, I will pay attention to it." .”

"If you feel uncomfortable, I will try my best to stop..."

Zhang Yuan leaned over and first kissed Zhao Zhao's eyebrows.

Zhaozhao only felt an electric current flow densely along the back of his limbs, and before he could recall it, the kiss had already landed on the tip of his nose and the corners of his lips...

The lips and teeth were quickly blocked.

It is completely different from Zhaozhao's superficial touch of water. It is a very aggressive gust of wind and rain, driving straight in.

Zhao Zhao couldn't help but want to pant, but every time he exhaled, he was completely enveloped by another stronger breath.

Even the limbs and bones, as if soaked in warm water, softened involuntarily.

However, this is just the beginning.

The red candles were piled up by the window, burning until dawn, and then gradually extinguished.

The bed was already a mess, Zhang Yuan put on his clothes and got up, first tidied up the bedding, then picked up Zhao Zhao who had already fallen asleep and went to take a bath.

Zhao Zhao sleeps until the sun is three poles before waking up.

There was a lot of commotion outside, it turned out that the villagers came after hearing the news, they brought wine to Chang Yuan, and they brought their own specialties and congratulatory gifts one after another.

Zhao Zhao didn't have the energy to get up, and simply fell asleep again in a frowning manner.

Before closing his eyes, Zhaozhao suddenly discovered an unbelievable thing, his eyelashes trembled, and he carefully opened his eyelids, and what he saw was a red bed curtain.

Sure enough, his eyes could already see.

Just as he was pleasantly surprised, the door creaked, it was pushed open from the outside, and Zhang Yuan walked in.

Zhang Yuan had already changed into a clean and tidy black robe, but his hair was still snow-white, tied loosely with a headband, which made him a bit less solemn and added a bit of warmth, and he held a bowl of soup in his hand.

Zhao Zhao immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Chang Yuan walked to the bed, sat down, looked at Zhao Zhao silently for a while, then Fang smiled and said, "Are you tired?"

Zhao Zhao opened his eyes and glared at him.

"What do you say?"

Zhang Yuan knew that he was indeed out of control last night, but now seeing the young man's bright red cheeks, jade skin, and satin-like black hair hanging down to his waist, he couldn't help but think of all the things that happened at night, so he leaned over and said in a low voice: " I will pay attention to it in the future.”

Now Zhao Zhao directly pulled the quilt to cover his face.

"go away."

"I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"You also said to pay attention last night."

Zhang Yuan raised his eyebrows, thought about this question seriously, and said with a bewitching voice for no reason, "I apologize to you. But... Who couldn't help showing the tip of its tail after last night, and kept pestering me."

Zhao Zhao is in a hurry.

"You are not allowed to say any more."

Zhang Yuan laughed, stirred the soup with a spoon, and said: "It's okay if you don't let me talk, let's eat some food first."

After sleeping for so long, Zhao Zhao was indeed a little hungry, so he sat up and let Zhang Yuan feed him with peace of mind.

After eating, Zhang Yuan went to the yard to re-strengthen the fence gate and the sheepfold, and put a few lambs sent by the villagers into it.

Zhao Zhao asked, "If we leave, what will the lamb do?"

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "We're not leaving."

Zhao Zhao was taken aback.

With sore eyes, he said, "I was just talking about it before. You are the god of war, how can you stay in this rural mountain village all the time? People will laugh at you."

"You don't have to make me happy like this, as long as you treat me better in the future and don't make me angry again."

Zhang Yuan stopped what he was doing, his eyes were deep and gentle, and he said, "I am serious."

"Now that the Three Realms are stable, even the emperors in the mortal world are stopping their wars and recuperating, and there will be no new wars in the fairy world. I, the god of war, should naturally retire."

"From now on, I will belong to you alone."

Zhao Zhao blushed.

Then he snorted: "Stop these sweet words, I won't be fooled. What about your Mo Yu, your Liu Fuying, your Xuexiao Palace? You don't want them all either?"

Chang Yuan said: "Mo Yu will succeed Tianjun in the future, even if he maintains his status as master and apprentice, I will not accept his teacher's ceremony again. As for Liu Fuying, I have made an appointment with him for a hundred years, and he broke the contract before. You can't tolerate him any longer."

Zhaozhao felt comfortable listening, but still said arrogantly on the face: "You tolerate him, what does it have to do with me, I don't care about him."

Zhang Yuan smiled: "Yes, your highness has a lot of adults, I admire you."

Zhao Zhao was happy, so he brewed a pot of spiced tea for Chang Yuan with the new tea brought by the villagers.

After Zhang Yuan finished drinking, he felt sleepy and fell asleep on the couch with his forehead propped up.

It was at this moment that Zhaozhao waited, knelt down on the side of the couch, carefully rolled up Chang Yuan's cuffs, and after rolling them over his wrists, he saw deep scars on his pale arms that looked like knives.

The same goes for the back and chest.

In fact, as early as last night, he touched it, but he was blocked and out of breath at that time, and then he was like drowning, sinking and drifting, his consciousness was drowsy, and he didn't think about it.

This is not above the sword at all, but punishment.

When Zhaozhao jumped down from Xuexiao Mountain back then, he was scarred by those 72 lightning calamities, turning his whole body into a rag doll.

God-killing platform, punishment.

Zhao Zhao already had a guess in his heart.

Zhang Yuan didn't expect that he could sleep for so long. After waking up, Zhao Zhao was still kneeling by the couch, his eyes were red like a bunny, and he was digging a green ointment with a wooden spoon, and poured it on his arm. Top coat.

Only then did Zhang Yuan realize that his cuffs had been rolled up.

He was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Actually, it's almost better."

Zhao Zhao pressed his arm, and said angrily, "Don't move."

Carefully applied the ointment to a wound, blew on it, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Chang Yuan shook his head.

This kind of injury, Zhao Zhao has experienced it, how could he not know it.

His eyes became more sour, and he asked, "Is it because of the incident in Zhongzhou?"

He remembered that Zhang Yuan said that killing the patriarchs of the five great immortal clans without authorization would be punished by the law of heaven.

Zhang Yuan knew that with Zhao Zhao's transparency, this matter could not be hidden for too long, so he nodded and said, "You don't have to be sad, I avenge myself, no matter what the consequences are, I am willing to bear it."

"Who is sad."

"I'm not upset at all."

Zhao Zhao don't overdo it.

The eyes overflowed with water uncontrollably.

A piece of fingertips stretched out, gently licked the color of the water, and coaxed in a low voice: "It's all my fault, be good, don't cry."

Of course Zhaozhao was not only wronged.

Zhaozhao really wanted to immediately lift Xuanyuan Hongxuan's coffin boards and whip that old thing's corpse thousands of times.

Because of such a vicious bastard, his master had to bear such a cruel punishment as thunder punishment.

"I told you not to move."

Zhao Zhao quickly dried his eyes, pushed Chang Yuan back, painted the wound on his arm, asked him to take off his robe, and treated the wound on his body.

If it's been half a month.

One day, Zhao Zhao was dyeing Chang Yuan's hair when the sound transmission stone in his arms suddenly lit up.

"Your Majesty?"

Zhaozhao recognized it for a while, and then said with some uncertainty: "Chongyan?"

"It's a subordinate."

Chong Yan is the leader of the Azure Dragon Envoy, and also his elder brother's personal entourage.

Zhao Zhao had a vague premonition: "What happened?"

Chong Yan said: "Your Highness the Crown Prince may be in some trouble, Your Highness, it's best to go and have a look."

Zhao Zhao secretly said it was bad.

The elder brother is the prince of the dragon clan, so under normal circumstances, there would be no trouble.

Mostly it is related to Mo Yu and Liu Fuying who have been missing for many days.

He knew that even though Mo Yu had a high level of cultivation, he might not be able to defeat that bastard Liu Fuying.

Zhaozhao asked urgently, "Where did brother go?"

Although he didn't spend much time with Huaibi, Zhaozhao already recognized him in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Chong Yan said: "Your Highness... is ill."