I advise madmen to be good people

In fact, I have been curious about Jade Soul since early in the morning.

What kind of treasure is it that can make Yao Sangou resist until the end, and would rather die than hand it over?

Now Ming Yixin says that as long as I take Jade Soul, no one will be able to kill me in the future.

Could it be that this is the inner alchemy of some kind of big monster, if you swallow it, you can grow a hard leather armor, invulnerable to swords and guns, and invulnerable to all poisons?

I treated these wild guesses as gossip and told Ming Yixin.

Originally, I wanted to make him smile, after all, I seemed to have offended him just now because of my unfavorable words such as death and coolness, and even raised his eyebrows fiercely.

Unexpectedly, he didn't stagger around happily because of some stupid words of mine as usual, but nodded quite seriously.

"You guessed half right."

Can you guess right?

My eyes widened in surprise, and I struggled to get up from his lap and ask him carefully.

Isn't this the martial arts world?Where did the monster come from!Could it be that you are still working part-time to cultivate immortals?

Ming Yixin reached out and pressed my forehead, and couldn't help but push me back again, and put his other hand around my shoulder, so that I couldn't move around at all.

"You said it yourself. You won't come down all night. You must keep your word."

No way, big brother, just talking casually, do you want to be so strict... The rigorous Ming Yixin tightened me into his arms again, making sure that I, a little fish, would not get out of his Tianluodiwang, the expression that had been cold just now slowly warmed up, and began to give me the ins and outs of popular science Yunhun.

It turns out that just as eminent monks and masters can form relics when they pass away and are cremated, those masters and powerful figures who have broken through the highest level of martial arts and have decades of profound inner strength may also form a kind of inner alchemy in their bodies when they are dying. thing.

This thing is called Jade Soul.

It is extremely precious, even among tens of thousands of martial arts masters, it is difficult to find one grain. It is equivalent to the condensed fruit of this person's life-long practice, and the latecomers who have picked the fruit can rise from the ground as long as they eat it. , All of a sudden, you can have a martial arts realm that ordinary people can't reach after decades of practice.

What's even more miraculous is that as long as the body of the deceased with the Jade Soul is kept alive, it can continue to increase its power.

Take the jade soul hidden by Yao Sangou as an example. Its owner, Sword Intangible Internal Skill, has been practicing for 40 years, and another 20 years have passed away. If you take it out now, you will gain 60 years of skill for nothing!

With 60 years of internal strength, it is estimated that he can walk sideways in the rivers and lakes... "Why didn't Yao Sangou subdue the jade soul earlier? Doesn't he know the reason why nights are long and dreams are many?" I couldn't bear it. Can't stop asking.

"He does."

Ming Yixin sneered.

"It's just that he still has a little self-knowledge. He knows that his aptitude is low, and his understanding is poor. Even if he has gained so much internal energy, it will be in vain. He has no ability to integrate nature and use it for himself. A careless move may even bite him back. That's why he secretly stole it after he discovered that the dying Jian Wuxing had a jade soul, and hid it for many years, in order to serve it to his promising heir, so that he could develop the Yao family into a famous family in the world Dapai, Guangzong Yaozu."

It turned out to be the case.

I "tsk tut" amazed.

Unexpectedly, Yao Sangou was quite ambitious.

It's a pity that he gave birth to a son who is the second generation ancestor, not to mention the extraordinary talent, he has studied hard and practiced hard. Seeing that he is indulging in wine and sex all day long, he can't even hold a small dagger securely, so give him the jade soul Letting a cow chew peonies makes no difference.

But the trumpet is useless, and he still has a trumpet. Didn't Yao Yutong say that the child asked the Taoist priest to tell his fortune, and that he is a good seedling with excellent luck and excellent roots in martial arts?

Unlike Yao Yutong, who is full of crimes, this youngest son should be innocent, even if he has to sit down, he will not be guilty of death.

Although his father is not a good thing, but from his point of view, it is true that we ruined his family, and now we want to force him to submit and snatch the Jade Soul to me. Wouldn't it be too cruel to a child like this? up?

"Quickly put away your overflowing and useless compassion."

Through my expression, Ming Yixin guessed right away what I was thinking.

"If you want to gain a foothold in this sinister and gloomy arena and want to be a good person, the premise is that you must be strong enough to defeat everyone, otherwise you can't even save your own life, so how can you help others? ?”

It's not the first time he said something like this, every time he was so sharp and true, he blocked what I wanted to say before I opened my mouth, and I had to follow his words.

I pondered for a while, and still wanted to test his attitude.

"Then after taking the Jade Soul, what will you do to that child?"

"How about it?"

He glanced at me and said something with a half-smile.

"Haven't you heard the word "cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots?"

Cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots... I know that in order to avoid seeking revenge in the world, this is the safest result, but whether it is said that I am soft-hearted or short-sighted, I really can't help but watch a child because I lost my life in vain.

"Or, don't kill him."

I didn't have enough confidence to discuss with Ming Yixin.

"He may not come to seek revenge in the future, and even if he comes to seek revenge, he may not beat me. Besides, maybe he, like Guan Yin, doesn't like his own father? Since there are so many disagreements Definitely, then why do you have to decide to kill him now? Think again, okay?"

Ming Yixin didn't answer, with a strange expression on his face, not sure whether to agree or not.

It seems that I can only come up with my one-hit trick.

"I beg you."

I stretched out my two arms to tightly wrap around his waist, buried my face in his stomach, and rubbed back and forth like a cat.

"Brother Yixin, just promise me."

After I used the tone of the king of the daughter country to beg Tang Seng to obey her, I spent a long time there with Ming Yi, and he finally pulled me away by the collar on the back of my neck as if he couldn't bear it.

"Is it comfortable to rub?" He narrowed his eyes and asked me.

"Very comfortable." I replied honestly.

This is really true. Ming Yixin not only has a good-looking face, but also has a first-class figure. I can feel the strong and tangible abdominal muscles through the material of the clothes. I rubbed against the cat. Like a cat scratching board, I want to stretch out comfortably.

Ming Yixin was obviously satisfied with my answer, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.

"Call again, and I will promise you to save his life."

what is it call?

I froze for a moment, recalling the scene just now, and then understood what he was referring to.

Well, although it is a bit nasty to call him that, if I can save someone's life, that would be my merit.

"Brother Yixin! Brother Yixin!"

I boldly shouted a few words, and tried my best to climb up his waistline with my arms, purposely whispering into his ear.

"Brother Yixin, did you hear that? Is this okay? If not, let me yell a few more times!"

Probably because of the itching of my breath when I spoke, he directly pinched my chin with his hand, raised my head, and kept it a little farther away.

"Row."

He deliberately elongated his voice and said, seeing me smiling happily, he also smiled slightly, bowed his head and kissed my lips.

"It smells like alcohol, have you been drinking?"

Hearing this tone seems to be a bit disgusting.

I remembered that when I was in Zhengxinju, Ming Yixin did not drink alcohol at all, probably because he hated the taste of alcohol.

"The elder brother at the next table came to toast kindly, so I just drank a little."

Show him a gesture with your thumb and index finger.

"Hey, that's all. The water is too shallow to raise a goldfish, so I just tasted it."

"What do you mean by unfinished, are you telling me that you haven't had enough?" Ming Yi thought.

"It's true that I didn't drink enough. The wine is really good. I heard that it is a good wine that is hard to buy even if you have money. I should have brought out a pot just now. It's a pity..." I was smacking my lips in regret , suddenly caught sight of Ming Yi's cold eyes, and shouted in his heart that something was wrong.

It's over, he won't regret it just because he hates me drinking.

In a hurry, I started to hug his neck and rub it again.

"Brother Yixin, don't be angry, don't be an example."

"I'm not mad at you for drinking."

He caressed my back with his hand, touched my forehead with the tip of his nose, and said in a faint tone.

"But you can't drink with others in the future."

Only then did I understand what he cared about.

No, isn't your angle of eating vinegar a bit too tricky?

I couldn't help but want to laugh, but I held back, leaned over and kissed his lips again.

"Okay, I don't drink with others, so I'll drink with you, do you like it?"

The corners of Ming Yixin's mouth were curled up, completely forgetting that she still disliked the smell of my wine just now, and naturally kissed me again, entangled with my lips and teeth, and tasted the taste of this fine wine.

"Sect Master Ming, Young Master Song, we have arrived at the place this kid said."

The crisp sound of chanting outside the car curtain instantly woke up my dazed head.

Beauty misleads people, I forgot that there is still business to do.

I panicked and wanted to separate from Ming Yixin, but he pressed the back of his head with his palm and carried on this long kiss until the end, and finally let me go.

"like."

He gently wiped off the water on my lips with his fingers, and answered my previous question with a smile that was intended to tease him.

I really can't bear this rare tenderness, if Guan Yin didn't ask again in doubt if we should get out of the car, I might have to sleep in his arms forever.

After lifting the curtain and getting out of the carriage, I saw Yao Yutong lying on the back of the carriage like a pile of mud all over his body, yelling.

"It hurts, it hurts to death, my leg is probably broken..." Guan Yin untied the rope tied to the back of the carriage, and pulled it mercilessly.

"Stop selling miserably, if you don't get out of here again, girl, I'll take a sword and cut off your hands too!"