Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 294 Punishment

Zhao Qing leaned against the wall in a daze, and Hong Ning's voice in his ears began to become unclear.

Through tear-filled eyes, the woman's concerned face came close, her breath coming towards her...

He didn't dare to look into Hong Ning's eyes again. He turned his head away with an ugly frown on his face. What he saw was the jade slips scattered all over the ground.

Thousands of jade slips were carved bit by bit with great effort by Hong Ning...

In an instant, he felt as if his soul was torn apart, and there seemed to be a huge hammer hammering and stirring in his mind.

He began to sweat all over, guilt and regret intertwined, and he was almost suffocated by tears.

He gasped for breath like a fish about to die of drought, revealing his ugliest side in front of Hong Ning.

He felt a warm and soft touch, and his head was twisted, meeting Hong Ning's smiling eyes.

The woman leaned over with a smile and wiped away his tears, snot, and sweat with her fair wrist...

The red lines that had just been imprinted on the slender arm were now blurred into a ball, mixed with tears and flowing to the end of the wrist.

Crimson, seductive, like blood.

Zhao Qing's lips were dry, and he gasped as he swallowed his tears. He raised his hand to stop Hong Ning or hug her in his arms... but he still held the porcelain bottle in his hand.

It is the Tianxiang flower seed that Hong Ning left for Shuyue...it can help Shuyue to condense a more solid foundation of Taoism.

But Hong Ning herself doesn't have a thousand-day foundation in Taoism.

As soon as he thought of this, he felt that the cold jade bottle in his hand was covered with thorns, which pricked his soul.

The smile in front of him remained, but Zhao Qing closed his eyes tightly. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if the blood in his body was shaking uncontrollably.

Dust-covered memories surge in like a tide, drowning and suffocating people.

……

The sad autumn wind swept the withered and yellow parasol leaves in the sky, mixed with dust, chasing each other on the winding official road outside Songshanfang... but they could never catch up.

The goose yellow gauze dress that Hong Ning was wearing, with its sleeves and gauze fluttering in the wind.

Her smile was as beautiful as a flower, her eyes were lively and free, and her every frown and smile echoed the sobbing autumn wind.

The light and melodious voice is like a pool of sweet spring water.

"The best place for you to go is naturally Zhongzhou!"

"Or, ask Kong Yang to help you find a more stable state... It's better to have harmony among the disciples of Yujing than to stay in this remote and peaceful place."

She walked briskly, her shoulders pressed tightly against his.

There were only two people looking at the falling leaves, the clouds in the distant sky... and chatting about everything.

She was not as reserved as ordinary women. She would occasionally chuckle with her hands covering her mouth, and her body would tremble slightly. She was lively, easy-going and graceful.

She stopped her brisk steps and looked at him with a pair of bright eyes.

The smile on his face grew a little wider as he spoke.

"You're quite amusing!"

"Other cultivators, after glimpsing the path to Yujing, are eager to leave Yongning Prefecture and roam freely between heaven and earth... It's rare to see someone with plans like yours."

But I don't know how.

Her words began to become gentle again, and there were ripples in her eyes, like a quiet girl in the boudoir.

"I have already left the State of Chu, and I only come back occasionally to visit..."

"However, if Zhou Xiaoyi wants to practice the way of the Blood Robe, she does have a chance."

Men and women’s sexual matters may be mentioned.

But she didn't look like an unmarried woman, and she didn't have the slightest bit of reserve.

After hearing me ask about dual cultivation, she doubled over with laughter, her long black hair flying, and her elegant and tranquil temperament disappeared.

Like a close friend, joking openly.

"I've been staying at Tianxiang Tower for the past few days. If you're interested, you can come find me~"

"Well...if you're looking for some romantic pleasure, there's a zither player at Songshanfang who can introduce you to one."

"Tsk!~"

"Tsk!~"

"whispering sound!!!"

Even the humming sounded quite disdainful and lively.

Hong Ning is leaving.

The setting sun dispersed the clouds.

She gathered her sleeves lightly and looked back as if to provoke or tease him.

"If you follow me to the secret desert, I would like to borrow the Thousand Days Dao Foundation to practice for a while... but I will give you spirit stones~"

A wisp of gauze fluttered with the sleeves, stirring up dust and withered yellow leaves.

Disappeared in the sunset.

……

The strong feeling of suffocation makes people's mind begin to blur.

Zhao Qing's arms began to tremble unconsciously, and he found... he seemed to have missed something very important.

But it seems like nothing was missed.

He enjoyed the pleasure brought by Hong Ning's every smile and frown, and the vague ambiguity between her fighting, scolding and playing.

It is an inconspicuous harmonizer in peaceful life.

Hong Ning's shoulders and neck are white and delicate, and her body is very soft.

When the two of them walked together and occasionally touched each other, the other would give them a slight look and then whisper in a teasing tone.

"How do I compare to Xian Ning?"

"Tsk!~ What do you mean by soft body?"

"Are you bullying me because I have a soft temper?"

Hong Ning is very easy-going, so easy-going that it is hard to imagine.

Even if she had lost her virginity, she would still smile lightly and chase after me to collect the debt.

"That puppet of yours, one hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones."

"How do I, Zhao Hongning, compare to a puppet?"

Gradually, Zhao Qing's consciousness began to become hazy, and he felt like he was floating on an endless sea of ​​fragrance.

The world before my eyes was pitch black.

It was as if I could feel the woman's slender jade fingers touching my eyebrows again, and a sweet fragrance lingered at the tip of my nose and went straight into my soul.

The Niwan Palace, which was originally overwhelmed, suddenly found a place to rest, and wisps of spiritual consciousness slowly sank.

Vast and pure spiritual energy flowed in his body.

A gentle instruction echoed in my ears: "Practice the exercises to make the spiritual power of the Dao base run through the meridians of the whole body."

He slowly opened his eyes.

In the bamboo forest behind the Changsheng Sword Sect, crystal dew stained the bamboo leaves, reflecting the brilliant rays of light.

Thick fog rose in the distance... The vast spiritual energy condensed into water droplets, surging like a clear spring, surrounding them.

There are slender arms supporting her.

The woman's gentle smile was extremely touching...

She said, "Heavenly fragrance, red lemon."

……

In the hazy vision, the woman held her cheeks with a smile.

There was concern in her clear eyes, and beads of sweat appeared on her straight nose.

Red lemon is really beautiful, like a fairy walking out of a painting.

Her beauty overshadows the present and the past, and her jade-like face is ashamed by the lotus flowers - the Tianxiang List had long told him that this was an unattainable and charming woman.

But I have never felt it before.

Zhao Qing suddenly understood a lot...

Why do Kong Yang and Shen Mo always follow Hong Ning?

Why were many veins in the Chu State named Fengtianxiang?

Why did Bai Wanqiu take me to Tianxiangyuan?

Why in the outside world... the Tianxiang female cultivators are so noble, like untouchable fairy saints.

Among the twelve meridians of Yujing, there are only women with heavenly fragrance.

She even boasts of being the most beautiful woman in the world and the most fragrant woman in the world.

Zhao Qing had always thought that the State of Chu was too small, so it seemed that no one was pursuing the Tianxiang female cultivator.

The world out there is big, and there are too many men who want to win the heart of a beautiful woman.

But at this moment... he suddenly discovered.

It’s not that the State of Chu is too small.

In the State of Chu, Tianxiang's status was equally unattainable.

It can even influence the assessment of disciples who cultivate the three meridians...

Even in the Changsheng Sword Sect, Chen Changsheng had to give the initiative to Bai Wanqiu.

Zhao Qing felt as if there was a huge rock pressing on his chest, which he couldn't push away and it was difficult to breathe.

It's not that everyone is driving up wholesale prices.

Everyone is normal and doing what they are supposed to do.

There are no fools in this world. The men and women in Tianxiang Garden are all very smart.

The fairies they talked about... were indeed out of reach and difficult to even meet.

I'm the only fool.

Still feeling smug, thinking they are all so stupid... so ignorant.

The fragrance of heaven in your own eyes is completely different from the fragrance of heaven in the eyes of others.

It’s because Hong Ning has always been by my side, accompanying me in everything and keeping me company at all times.

She seems very ordinary.

To the point that I, a fool, mistakenly believe that everyone is a fool.

……

"What are you thinking about?"

Hong Ning rested lightly on Zhao Qing's shoulder and caressed his cheek almost lovingly.

Zhao Qing came back to his senses, only to feel his eyes dry and a faint body fragrance lingering around his nose.

He raised his hand tremblingly, turned sideways and gently cupped the woman's bright smiling face.

I wanted to say something, but for no reason I felt a sharp pain in my heart, which became more and more intense.

It turns out that laughter can be so hurtful...

Unfortunately, Hong Ning loves to laugh.

Zhao Qing panted softly and whispered hoarsely, "I'm such an idiot."

"I actually feel like everyone is complimenting Tianxiang disciples."

"But I didn't know it was because Chu Hongning had always been by my side..."

"It's Zhao Hongning." Hongning corrected with a chuckle.

Am I worthy?

The woman leaned over and gently kissed the tear marks on Zhao Qing's cheek, and teased in his ear: "I won't let Xiaoyi know that you cried."

Zhao Qing: ...

Xiaoyi really didn't know, but Sihe was live streaming...

Hong Ning took out a calming sachet and held it in her palm, gently rubbing Zhao Qing's forehead.

Teasing words: "Isn't it because you are too stupid?"

"How many times have you met Su He?"

Soho?

who is it?

Zhao Qing seemed to be still in a daze, and for a moment he couldn't remember... who Hong Ning was talking about.

He asked doubtfully, "Suho?"

Hong Ning glared at him unhappily and gave him a slight reminder: "During the Blood Robe test, Xiaoyi was injured in the battle with Tang Zheng. Someone later treated Xiaoyi's injuries..."

The face in Zhao Qing's mind gradually became clear.

It's her.

Soho...

He said truthfully: "I've only seen him twice."

Hong Ning smiled and said, "You've been a disciple of Yujing for so many years, and Senior Sister Su has been in Chu the entire time. Haven't you ever wondered why you can't see her?"

Zhao Qing was speechless.

That's obviously because... there are too many bootlickers and they have no time to pay attention to me.

I don't deserve it.

He tried to lighten the mood and whispered, "It's because you're always with her that she doesn't have a chance to see me."

Hong Ning was stunned when she heard this, and ripples appeared in her watery eyes.

Her bright face showed joy: "That's true."

"If Su He sees you a few more times, he will definitely fall in love with you."

Zhao Qing:?

He just felt that Hong Ning's words were too sharp, and it sounded like a sharp knife cutting his flesh.

"Do not believe?"

Zhao Qing: "I am a dog."

"Ok?"

Hong Ning's clear eyes trembled slightly. She cupped his cheek and asked with a smile, "Why are you scolding yourself again?"