The first female cannon fodder in the ancient dragon world: the ecstasy palace master

I went back to the house and closed the door, changed the wet clothes on my body, and carefully spread the swimsuit made of shark skin on the windowsill to dry.

In fact, at first I wanted to use this piece of shark skin to make a bikini, which was one of my dreams in my previous life. In that modern society, I secretly bought a black bikini with shell decorations, but because I was ashamed With a slightly chubby figure, I always want to wait until the day I lose weight to wear it, and I will never have a chance to wear it until I die.

This incident taught me a truth, borrowing the famous words of a British university president: "Lifeissoshort. If you want to do anything, just do it."

Translated into Chinese is: Life is short, enjoy yourself in time.

Later, I considered that although this is in the martial arts world of the great god Gu Long, and although my master is Wang Lianhua, who ignores the world and deviates from the orthodoxy, things like bikinis are still too shocking.

A great man once said: "Do things step by step." So I decided to start with the most basic one-piece swimsuit, and then slowly transition to a sexy bikini. With my skillful hands, I will change one swimsuit into two It is not difficult to put on a small piece of bikini.

Facts have proved that people's potential is infinite, and people's acceptance can have no bottom line.From everyone's dumbfounded for the first time, to the present calmness, even admiration and praise, I feel that my bikini plan may be implemented in advance, otherwise I really failed the good skin of Palace Master Ecstasy.

Different from the perfect pure beauty of classmate Xiaohua, the beauty of the Mistress of Ecstasy Palace has an astonishing charm, winking eyes like silk, ecstasy piercing bones, slender but curvy skeleton, even Master Wang Lianhua praised her as "naturally charming" "It's a pity not to practice charm.

So, when I was only 12 years old, I was so sad that my master carried me to the top of the Ecstasy Palace every morning before dawn, and forced me to face the direction of the sunrise to meditate and breathe. Introductory internal strength of charm.

At the age of 12, he is still a primary school student wearing a red scarf in modern society, but in this unscrupulous world of martial arts, he has already begun to practice seduction.I really want to call the Women and Children's Rights Protection Committee to complain!

However, since I started to practice charm, I really feel that the skin is whiter and more delicate, the waist is more slender, the breasts are more straight, the buttocks are more rounded, the figure is softer, the hair is darker and brighter, and the lips are redder and fuller. , the eyes often seem to contain a puddle of clear water, which makes me feel a little distracted.

This charm method is similar to the normal inner strength method. They both pay attention to collecting the spirit and concentrating the energy, refining the essence to transform the energy, and refining the energy to transform the spirit.The word "God" is the essence. Eyes, expression, demeanor, charm, air... all pay attention to the word "God".With the "God", combined with external means such as facial expressions, movements, voices, etc., it is possible to produce the "fascination" of "smoke, flirtatiousness, flirtatious glances, secret glances, charm all living beings, ecstasy" and make others (whether Men and women) are deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate themselves.

As for the movements, they mostly exercise the flexibility of the body and the control of the muscles of various parts of the body. It is a bit like modern yoga and belly dancing, and it looks normal.

But I remember that the biggest taboo of the charm practiced by the master of the ecstasy palace in Gu Long's novel is not being able to have children, and it is precisely because she gave birth to Zhu Lei'er that she changed from a peerless beauty to a beautiful woman in just half a year. An old woman with chicken skin and white hair.Is the charm she practiced the same as what I practiced?

I almost tore through the book "Ecstasy and Charm", and I didn't see the mystery in it, but I didn't dare to ask the master rashly.I had no choice but to comfort myself: the big deal is not to have children in the future.I am only 16 years old, maybe there will be adventures in the future!

I dried the shark skin swimsuit, put on a white dress, and let my long, semi-wet hair hang down behind me. Then I dug out a wine jar from under the bed, wrapped it in a silk handkerchief embroidered with silver patterns, and carried it out in my hand. the door.

The maids were picking flowers in the forest, preparing to dry them to make tea for Master, but no one noticed me.I turned to the cliff behind the house, where the stone wall was steep and towering, and only the weeds that could be seen everywhere grew in a disorderly manner, so I jumped up, sometimes running up and down against the stone wall, with my toes pointing at different weeds every time Borrowing strength, he jumped up and down to the top of the cliff after a while, and then looked down, only to see a sea of ​​green trees and flowers, and could not see the situation in the valley at all, so he had to admire his master Wang Lianhua again for his stunning talent and what he had learned The miscellaneous and the wide range of research, there is probably no second person can match.Just talking about the mechanism on this cliff, if I didn't know the mystery of it, as long as I take a wrong step, I will be pierced by thousands of arrows.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking back, here is an endless mountain range, with green mountains and green waters, birds singing and flowers fragrant, it is nothing like the gloomy and deserted appearance outside the Ecstasy Palace in my dream when Zhu Mei was in power.

I hugged the wine jar and walked to the distance. There is no way here, but there is a way in my heart, because I am going to see a friend.

The last time I saw him was when last winter was about to end, there was a heavy snowfall, the snowflakes like goose feathers drifted for two days, and the entire valley of the Palace of Ecstasy was covered with thick white snow, just like in a fairy tale Ice World.There are long icicles hanging under the eaves, but the waterfall has not been frozen. The heat from the hot spring makes the pool under the waterfall steaming in a white world, like a dream, like a fairyland.

Because I was worried about that friend, I sneaked out without telling my master and senior brother. The stone wall was also frozen in winter, and I almost slipped and fell several times, which scared me into a cold sweat. If I stepped on the wrong foot, I would not be shot as a hedgehog. Just smashed into meatloaf.

When I finally climbed to the top of the mountain that day, I could see at a glance that the world was so white and clean.But I didn't care about admiring the beautiful scenery, and hurriedly ran in the snow for half a day. Although I have lightness kung fu that can fly over the roof and walls, the soft snow makes me a little bit exhausted.

When he finally walked to his dilapidated wooden house, he saw a bald eagle circling in the air from a distance, swooping towards the wooden house and pulling it higher. A blue "log" was lying on the snow in front of the wooden house. ", motionless, carefully distinguishing to vaguely see the slender human figure, wearing a thin blue cloth.

My heart tightened, and I quickened my pace, my eyes fixed on the man lying on the ground. His body was already covered with a thin layer of white snow, and he was lifeless.

A layer of water vapor formed in my eyes, blurring my vision.

Just at this time, a sword light shot into the air like a frightened bird in the haze, and two shrill cries sounded, I didn't care about anything anymore, and rushed forward in a panic.

When I rushed to the front of the house while wiping my tears, I saw a tall and straight blue figure standing upright, with his hands behind his back, and said three words lightly: "You are here."

I wiped away my tears, the cold wind made my face hurt, and I nodded: "I'm here."

He turned around and walked into the house, holding a vulture in one hand and a snow fox in the other in his hands behind his back. "Come in," he said.

I followed him into the wooden house with air leaks on all sides. Although the inside is very simple, it is very clean. There is a wooden bed, a thin quilt, a table, two stools, and a stove in the corner. There is an iron kettle.

"Sit down." He said, turned around and took the iron pot to the door, filled more than half of the pot with loose snow, picked up some dead branches, and went back to the stove to start a fire.

I took out an oiled paper bag from my arms, gently opened it, and put it on the table: "How are you recently?"

He didn't seem to hear it, but just focused on lighting the fire. After a while, the room was warmed up, and the iron pot on the stove began to make a "sizzling" sound.

Then he walked back to the table and sat down, looked at the roast chicken in the paper bag, frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"

"I invite you to eat meat!" I said with a smile.

"Why did you invite me to eat meat?" He said coldly, although his handsome facial features still had the childishness of a teenager, but his expression was extremely stubborn and indifferent, like a lone wolf walking in the snow.

"Because we are friends."

"I don't have any friends." He paused, and then added: "My mother told me that women are the most terrifying creatures in this world, especially beautiful women. Never believe what women say."

I laughed loudly: "Do you think I'm pretty too?"

His ears were reddish, he turned his head away, and the water in the pot boiled.

He stood up and walked over, taking every step slowly but steadily, as if there was absolutely nothing worth worrying about in this world, as if walking was also a kind of practice for him.

He took out two clean teacups that were chipped, poured two cups of hot water, pushed one in front of me, and held the other in his hand: "I invite you to drink water."

"Okay! You buy me water, and I buy you meat!" I said loudly, pushed the greased paper bag in front of him again, pulled off a chicken leg, and started to chew.

He thought for a while, and nodded heavily: "Okay!" Then he tore off the other chicken leg and began to chew slowly.He ate every bite slowly and carefully, as if he wanted to digest and absorb the food completely, without wasting a single bit.He faced the food with a kind of devotion and respect that ordinary people don't have, which was completely different from when he faced me.

We drank hot water and ate cold chicken together, and didn't speak for a long time.

"It's snowing too much these days, and I haven't eaten for a few days. I thought of a way today, and I caught a vulture and a snow fox, and I can last for a few more days." I don't know if it's because there are The harvest was in a good mood, and he actually took the initiative to talk to me.

I didn't ask him why he would lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, because I know that when a person has nothing to eat for a few days, he will never have the energy to go hunting again. get the best results.

This proud young man recounted his ordeals plainly, as if saying that the weather is fine today.

"You also attracted that snow fox?" I asked.

In my desperation just now, I only saw the vulture in the air, but not the snow fox. I think its snow-white fur is also a good protective color in the snow.

"Yes." He swallowed the food in his mouth, and then said: "With such heavy snow, they can't find food, so they waited by the side, trying to make sure if I'm really dead. Snow foxes are the most alert, It’s not easy to get it tricked.”

"How long have you been lying in the snow?" I asked suddenly.

"Three or four hours." He said lightly.

I nodded my head: "If you can endure what ordinary people can't, you must be someone from now on."

He looked at the vast snow-capped mountains outside the house, and his eyes showed infinite yearning: "One day I will walk out of the mountains, and I will let everyone know my name."

"Are you still unwilling to tell me your name?" I asked him with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

His expression darkened: "I don't have a name."

I didn't keep asking for his name because I knew he wasn't willing to tell me yet.

I had stumbled upon his cottage three years ago, when he was a boy about my own age, living here all alone, hunting for a living.He doesn't like to talk, his eyes are as bright as stars, as if he can see through your thoughts, he didn't have any strange reaction to my rash intrusion, he just poured me a glass of water, just like today.

Later, I was forced by my master to practice qigong, and it was difficult to sneak out again. I often only had the opportunity to relax after a few months.Apart from the Palace of Ecstasy, the only place I can go is here.Every time we meet, we always talk in this way, but the strong vitality of this indifferent, proud and lonely boy is like a magnet, which always arouses my strong curiosity.

"You invited me to eat meat, but I only offered you water. It's not fair." He thought for a while and said, "In two days, I will peel off the snow fox's skin and make you a scarf."

His earnest appearance, which is afraid that he will take advantage of others, is very childish. I laughed and said, "You gave me a snow fox scarf, which is so precious, so shouldn't I buy you a drink?"

A childish smile appeared on his usually indifferent face, dazzling like melting ice and snow, and he said loudly: "That is necessary!"

In a blink of an eye, winter turns to spring, and flowers bloom all over the mountains and plains. The little boy at that time has grown into a handsome boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.

I looked at the small wooden house at the foot of the mountain in the distance, weighed the wine jar in my hand, showed a happy smile, and ran over quickly.