The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 426 Sparrow present

Zhao Changhe is telling the truth. In fact, ever since the "Mountain and River Illustrated Record" left by Xuanwu said that the "Jiantian Blood Jade" he needed for body training was in the ancient spirit clan, Zhao Changhe knew that sooner or later he would go to the trip.

   As a result, all the clues point to that side, the third page of the book of heaven, Yunyang Ye... and the exploration of the bridge between the present and ancient times.

  I have seen many secret places, but they are all small ones. It is obviously different if there are large groups of people living together. That is a world in itself. If you want to go back to the last era, this kind of place is the only way to go.

   Because of this, Zhao Changhe has been hesitant, but it has nothing to do with Sisi, mainly because he knows that this trip will take a long time, longer than those who went to Kunlun.

  In the game, this is called a large-scale dungeon, which involves a team working hard for a month to open up wasteland. Once the wife gives birth to a baby and breastfeeds the child, the group will fall apart, which is fundamentally different from the previous single-player dungeons. Now who reads large books, think about it and don't like to go.

  The world is changing, is it appropriate to leave for so long?

   Besides, it's really dangerous. I didn't dare to go with my previous strength, but now... maybe it's not enough. In Tang Wanzhuang's heart, this needs to be done at the level of Marquis Wuping and Qin Dingjiang...Of course, that is just a guess. No one knows what's going on inside. It's a random guess with a smear of eyes. You still have to see it with your own eyes to know the truth.

   Anyway, now is the time to check it out.

  Tang Wanzhuang's eyes became blurred. In her eyes, it was obvious that Zhao Changhe was only saving her life for Yunyang Ye, and everything else was just an excuse or incidental.

  Cuddling in Zhao Changhe's arms, Tang Wanzhuang was silent for a long time before whispering: "It's better to let Marquis Wuping go, and you follow me back to Beijing to help manage things..."

  Zhao Changhe looked at her angrily: "Wu Pinghou practiced the blood Shura body instead of me..."

  Tang Wanzhuang pursed her lips and lowered her head not to look into his eyes.

  I always feel that he is making excuses.

"Okay, I'm not a certain aunt, I really want to go." Zhao Changhe stretched out his hand and scratched her chin, feeling like scratching a cat: "Besides, I'm not going right now, my injury hasn't healed yet. Well, it will take a while. If you are not at ease, then take advantage of these days to help make more preparations?"

  Tang Wanzhuang was tickled by him, and grabbed his hand angrily: "You don't need to tell me about the preparation... you will start to move now! Do you want me to throw you into the pool!"

   "Do you know what worries me the most if I leave?"

  I didn't think about it at first, but when he asked, Tang Wanzhuang naturally knew it.

   What worries him the most is her illness. If she leaves for too long, I don't know if something will go wrong. At that time, there is no one to treat her.

  Being in Xiangyang before, in fact, she just suppressed the sequelae caused by the third secret storehouse that she opened at that time. The original condition is still the same, and there is no improvement. There was no further treatment in the follow-up. There was no medicine, and his level of rejuvenation still needs to be improved. He did not deliberately "treat" endlessly just to cheat a kiss.

  According to my previous judgment, I only have two or three years of life. Another year has passed. If there are no major accidents, this life will be more than a year...

  And if something goes wrong during this period, such as fighting too violently or being injured, this time may be shortened infinitely, and the possibility of sudden death at any time exists.

  He is worried.

"Yes, I have the medicine now..." Tang Wanzhuang lowered her head and said in a low voice: "I have prepared Huashenglian and Bodhi Fruit, and taking it by myself should be able to repair the damaged meridians, and it will not be so easy to cough... In addition , In addition... this medicine is also useful for your current injury recovery..."

   "But only one serving? So you didn't eat it?"

   "Hmm..." Tang Wanzhuang became more flustered as she spoke, she knew what would happen next.

  In fact, when preparing the medicine, she had already vaguely realized what to do, so she kept it and didn't take it by herself... She just avoided thinking about it subconsciously.

  Shuangxiu, everyone shares the power of the medicine, the least waste.

   And this kind of double cultivation, it is basically not enough to use the previous tickling kiss to pass the breath. The power of the medicine is dispersed in the limbs and bones, infiltrating the meridians, by kissing?

   Obviously it has to be real...

  But is it true because of this kind of thing... Tang Wanzhuang was very complicated in her mind. She said she didn't want it, but she didn't have much resistance;

  So she didn't want to take the initiative to mention it, but now that Zhao Changhe has brought it up, she has to face it.

  He will want it, he will let Tang Shouzuo clean up and wait for this.

  Of course, Zhao Changhe’s injury doesn’t necessarily require this medicine, but when the atmosphere is here, who would be willing to give up such a good reason, which can heal the injury and realize the long-cherished wish, killing two birds with one stone?

  Zhao Changhe is saying: "Show me the medicine, I am your attending doctor, don't be good at it."

  Tang Wanzhuang curled her lips, just pretend to be you.

  He honestly took out the medicine from his hand, and the two medicines have been mixed into pills, only the size of a finger, as crystal clear as jade and pearls.

  The vast breath of life of the Buddhist school radiates out, and just a sniff can make people feel a burst of comfort in the body.

  Zhao Changhe stuffed the pill into Tang Wanzhuang's lips with a smile. Tang Wanzhuang held the pill in his mouth and looked at him straight.

   Sure enough, Zhao Changhe kissed him the next moment.

  Tang Wanzhuang sighed secretly and closed her eyes.

  I know... Can't escape?

  But I really feel hasty in my heart, it shouldn't be like this the first time.

   Just as he was thinking this way, he felt Zhao Changhe stick out his tongue and push the pill into his mouth, and touched and touched it with his hands, as if he wanted to untie her belt.

  Tang Wanzhuang instinctively wanted to push him away, not wanting to continue.

   But the next moment, his chest felt numb, and he had already tapped the acupuncture points.

  Tang Wanzhuang's eyes widened in shock. You're afraid that I'll resist, why?

  Zhao Changhe clung to his ear and said in a low voice: "You, you keep the medicine just to give it to me...I never care about my own life... Do you still want to push the medicine into my stomach while kissing? It's a good idea."

  Tang Wanzhuang: "?"

  His lips were closed again, and he viciously pried open the white teeth, pushing the pill deep into her throat.

   With a "gulp", the pill entered the stomach completely.

  Zhao Changhe snorted triumphantly: "I can't spit it out now, can I?"

  Pointing her finger at the atrium, the Jue of Rejuvenation was in full operation, and the pill melted into her body in the blink of an eye, infiltrating her dilapidated meridians.

  Tang Wanzhuang just looked at him blankly, the stiffness of the acupuncture points began to soften, allowing his hands to touch along the lung meridian, and finally stayed outside the lungs.

Where is that…

  Zhao Changhe's expression also started to become weird, so Q...

  Tang Wanzhuang's cheeks were flushed, and she tilted her head slightly.

   Huh, can you tilt your head? Is this acupoint broken?

  Acupoints rush away and you don't struggle, just tilt your head?

  Zhao Changhe put his hand in without saying a word: "I need to exercise my palms to soothe my lungs. I can't separate my clothes. We all know that I will go crazy..."

  Tang Wanzhuang was angry and funny, but she wanted to say something, but it was stuck in her throat and she really couldn't say it.

...

  Clothes are half removed, and the snow-white shoulders are exposed under the moon, the moon is like frost and snow, and the skin is like fat.

  Gently breathing under the moon, Yue'er couldn't help hiding in the clouds, not sure if it was shame or shame.

  There was the first light of the morning on the horizon, followed by a bird's face and a turtle's face protruding from the wall.

  The bird face was originally in the shape of a firebird, but now it looked even more blazing, almost dyeing the morning glow in the sky red.

  The eyes under the tortoise's face blinked and blinked happily.

   "Look at this coquettish voice..." Suzaku's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth: "Who does he usually pretend to be cool and noble?"

   Sanniang secretly thought that your usual arrogant and violent appearance seems to be more interesting when you change into this form, let alone others...

  They appeared here and talked. Tang Wanzhuang could not have noticed it. She wanted to push Zhao Changhe away in embarrassment, but after a while, she felt weak and unable to push him away.

   Can't help being anxious: "Still chewing, your martial arts vigilance! Someone is coming!"

  Zhao Changhe was startled, and before he could react, the fragrant wind blew by him, and Suzaku's voice came: "Continue, it's agreed, and I'll put it in front of Venerable Suzaku. I really enjoyed watching it."

Tang Wanzhuang was extremely ashamed and angry, but on the surface she refused to admit defeat in front of this old enemy, her eyes rolled around, and she took the initiative to embrace Zhao Changhe with her arms On his neck, Mei Sheng murmured: "What does it have to do with His Majesty if we kiss ourselves... His Majesty forbids the saintess under his command to be with him, and wants to prohibit me? It's really lenient."

   Suzaku's seven orifices produce smoke.

  For the first time in her life, Tang Wanzhuang took the initiative to plug Zhao Changhe's lips, and kissed them soundly.

   Asking you to wear a mask, and looking at you with no reason to stop, isn’t His Holiness very happy?

   Venerable Suzaku was not happy at all, Venerable Xuanwu was so happy that he almost rolled on the ground.

   Mr. Jiao couldn't hold back anymore, and left in embarrassment: "Don't make trouble, the two venerables don't look awkward... Well, what are you doing here?"

   "It's nothing expensive..." Suzaku twitched his arms: "I just want to see you do it. Really, it's nothing if you solve it halfway, fully open it."

Tang Wanzhuang stood up, tidied his clothes lazily, and gracefully returned to his seat to boil water and make tea, as if nothing had happened: "If your lord wants to see it, you can go to see his winged fire snake, and I will not accompany you …Now, what His Holiness wants to see is finished, if there is nothing else, please walk slowly.”

   Suzaku simply didn't know how he was feeling.

   This feeling of jumping face to face and not being able to tear it apart, so angry... The number Suzaku is really useless.

   But having said that, Tang Wanzhuang at this moment, the femininity hidden in his bones is unscrupulously scattered, it really makes people feel like they don't know each other. After fighting with each other for more than ten years, they never thought that such a gesture would appear on Tang Wanzhuang's body, like a quiet orchid in a deep valley, suddenly blooming and turning into a peony.

  (end of this chapter)