Killing God

Chapter 126 Handshake

Ling Chunni knelt on the ground and retched for a while, only then gradually came over, but there was no blood on his face, and it was a little scary. She was in a daze, suddenly remembering something, and quickly turned her head and glanced back, and saw that Shen Shi had been leaning against the wall since just now. She looked a little weak, and her face was very ugly, as if she was about to fall down next moment. Look like.

Ling Chunni was taken aback, and quickly stood up. Just after taking a step, he saw a large amount of blood on his body, frowned, and then ran back to the dilapidated house quickly, and quickly changed his clothes, otherwise he was so full. Going out with blood stains, I'm afraid someone will know what happened here for a while.

When she walked quickly next to Shen Shi when she went out for the second time, the blood-stained clothes on her body had been changed, and her face was also slightly tidyed up. Although her hair and temples were still a bit messy, the most important thing was The blood has been wiped away, and it seems that he can barely go out to meet people.

Shen Shi stared at the woman who had suddenly become silent, walked quickly to his side, and then held his arm silently. The two of them, relying on each other, walked out of the alley, leaving only behind. A miserable scene of chaos and bloodstained blood.

It didn't take long for the two of them to walk out of this alley. When the bright light fell on them, people came and went on the busy street, and no one seemed to notice them.

Ling Chunni gritted his teeth, the body supporting Shen Shi bowed his head and walked to the side. Shen Shi only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier and sleepy, feeling a little unsupportable, and forced to whisper: " Find a quiet place where no one can rest."

Ling Chunni looked up at him, and saw that Shen Shi's face was ugly and scary, and she couldn't help being startled. In panic, she looked around. She was originally just an ant-like humble in this huge Floating Cloud City. The little guy, struggling to survive, the only thing that can be regarded as a home is the small broken house of the godmother in that alley. As for the house temporarily living outside, but it was rented for her by someone else, it is naturally impossible to go again now.

In the eagerness, she suddenly saw an inn with a very grand facade beside the street in front of her, with four characters on the sign: Anshan Inn.

Ling Chunni took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and made a decisive decision, and then helped Shen Shi to walk towards the inn. Shen Shi looked up there with a bit of fatigue, and hesitated in his eyes, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The two entered the inn, and someone greeted him earlier, but the appearance of the two people, Shen Shi and Ling Chunni, was quite abnormal at the moment. The shopkeeper who came to receive the reception over there was talking polite words while keeping on the other side. Looked at them with his eyes.

Ling Chunni opened the mouth and said: "We are going to live in a store and open a clean room." Then, looking at the shopkeeper, although he nodded in agreement, there seemed to be a bit of doubt in his eyes. Ling Chunni hesitated for a moment and whispered, " I... Xianggong, he went out of the city to collect medicine, and he encountered a fierce battle with a monster beast. He was injured and needs to rest."

The shopkeeper uttered "Oh", and his face suddenly calmed down. This Floating Cloud City is a great city for cultivation, where monks gather. The monks who come and go every day do not know how many monks come and go, and there is no such thing as getting injured in the wild and returning to the city for recuperation. Rarely, when he was completely suspicious, he arranged a room on the second floor of the inn and ordered the buddies underneath to bring Ling Chunni and Shen Shi over.

When they arrived upstairs, after the guy took them there, he soon resigned and retreated. As soon as Ling Chunni closed the door, he heard a chuckle behind him, but Shen Shi couldn't support it and fell directly to the ground.

Ling Chunni was taken aback, thinking that something had happened to him. For a while, he lost his face, and hurriedly ran to help him, but seeing that Shen Shi's eyes were closed tightly, it was for a while that the personnel did not know. Ling Chunni was even more anxious. He hurriedly checked Shen Shi's body, but when he checked his body, there did not seem to be any particularly serious injuries. Looking back at Shen Shi, Ling Chunni found that although the man fainted, he was breathing. It was calm and slow, and it didn't seem to be particularly critical.

Ling Chunni felt a little rested, and let out a sigh of relief, but of course it was not enough for Shen Shi to fall to the ground. She glanced at the situation in the house and saw that there was a bed against the wall in the house, and a window was not far away. At this point, she bends down, holding Shen Shi's body with some effort, slowly moving him to the bed.

Speaking of Ling Chunni as a cultivator, it’s just that she has a very low realm of casual cultivation, but now she is only in the realm of Qi refining, and the tactics she cultivates are also very strange, she understood from half of the "Mengtan Tu". The weird exercises. This kind of exercises, including Meng Tan Tu, were accidentally obtained by her godmother years ago and passed on to her in the future.

It’s just that this nameless exercise, Ling Chunni privately called it Meng Tan Jue, which is indeed very strange. After practicing, it does not exercise and strengthen the monk’s body like most exercises. The effect may be a little, but it is not obvious. , The most significant use is to make the woman's appearance and figure gradually seductive and beautiful after practice, with a natural charming and strange feeling.

But at the beginning of the practice, neither mother nor daughter found anything unusual. They thought it was just one of the thousands of weird practices in the vast world. It happens that women love beauty, and they have no chance at all. The circumstances were just mortals, so I continued to practice.

However, a few years later, Ling Chunni's Ganniang suddenly appeared abnormal. A woman who was originally feminine and beautiful was quickly drained of all her anger in a short period of time, and she became an old woman like a skeleton. Only then did they realize that this technique might be an extremely evil and weird technique, and that the effect that can make the appearance beautiful comes at the cost of overdrawing future anger.

Under such circumstances, Ling Chunni naturally did not dare to continue practicing. After all, Qianniang’s lesson was there. However, for some reason, even if she has stopped practicing, her body is still charming and beautiful day after day. Down, but other than that, her body didn't gain too much power like most monks.

This is also the reason why she has almost no resistance against a stronger monk, because in fact her own strength is almost the same as that of a mortal, so even if she moves Shen Shi's body at this moment, she will feel a little strenuous.

But in the end, she gritted her teeth and moved Shen Shi to the bed little by little. After that, she was already sweating profusely, breathing for a while, first opened the quilt to cover Shen Shi, and went out to get a basin of water. Wet it with a towel and wrung out, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently wiped the sink stone.

The young man's face was breathing quietly, and the blood stains that had been contaminated were all cleansed by Ling Chunni.

She wiped it carefully and carefully, her eyes gradually softening. I don't know when it started, the world outside the house seemed to have been separated by a distance, and she was the only one left, and the quiet and sleeping man in front of her.

The sky is flowing, the noise is ups and downs, watching the sun rise, watching the light and shadow move, from early morning to sunset, from evening to late night, there are stars, moons and breeze. Whose hair is blowing, who is passing by? Between the eyebrows?

It's like a dream.

Intoxicated but unwilling to wake up.

So I opened my eyes wide and kept staring.

So I can't help holding your hand.

There is a touch of warmth.

It's cold all night, who cares?

Until dawn, tenderness is still there.

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When the morning light through the window fell on Shen Shi's face under the hanging tent, his body moved slightly, as if he had had a long and peaceful dream. He woke up slowly and opened his eyes. .

"Ah, are you awake?" A gentle and joyful voice came from the side.

Shen Shi turned his head to look, and saw Ling Chunni sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at himself, his eyes were full of joy.

He smiled, remembering the battle in that alley and the inn. After looking around, Shen Shi quickly confirmed that this should be a room in that inn. He breathed a sigh of relief, supported his arm and wanted to sit up, and at the same time asked, "How long did I sleep...huh?"

Halfway through the conversation, he suddenly stunned and found that his right hand was grasped by Ling Chunni's soft and white hand. Ling Chunni was also taken aback, as if he had only discovered this, and suddenly his cheeks were red. I got up, quickly withdrew his hand back, then lowered his head and said softly:

"You are in a coma... well, you have slept for a day and a night."

Shen Shi was taken aback, but he didn't expect that he would fall asleep for so long after being exhausted. After a while, he quickly noticed the slight fatigue on Ling Chunni's face, and said in amazement: "Are you not sleeping all night? "

Ling Chunni smiled, shook his head, and said, "It's okay, I'm not sleepy."

Shen Shi silently looked at his body again, and found that his coat under the bedding had been taken off and was neatly placed on the hanger aside, and there were no traces of movement of several personal belongings, including the Ruyi bag on his waist. There should have been some filthy blood stains on his body because of the battle. At this time, it was all clean and refreshing. It was obviously caused by Ling Chunni's careful care when he passed out.

In Shen Shi's memory, even when he was young, he didn't seem to have had such an experience before. There was a faint feeling in his heart. He turned to Ling Chunni and hesitated for a moment, and said, "Thank you."

Ling Chunni shook his head and said, "It's nothing, if you really want to thank you, you saved me yesterday, so I can't overstate how I would return you."

With that, Ling Chunni sat up with Shen Shi's support, and then whispered a little bit of concern, and said, "Are you all right?"

Shen Shi slightly closed his eyes and inspected it on his own. He soon discovered that his physical trauma was almost unaffected. The biggest problem was the excessive consumption of spiritual power in the body. However, after a night of sleep, whether it was the spiritual power in the eyebrow Xinqiao acupoint or the dantian Qihai under his belly, They have recovered two to thirty percent, and their body can be considered relieved.

However, even so, the soreness in his body still faintly existed. After he pondered for a moment, he said to Ling Chunni: "I need to meditate and adjust my breath for a while. If there is nothing serious in the middle, don't disturb me, okay? "

Ling Chunni nodded immediately and said, "Okay, just do it, don't worry about me."

Shen Shi nodded, and after a little thought, he took out a spiritual crystal from the wishful bag and held it in his hand, then closed his eyes, began to slowly adjust his breath and luck, and at the same time tried to draw the spirit into the body.

His current realm has reached the Ning Yuan realm, which is naturally a world away from the Qi refining realm he had just started practicing. It didn’t take a moment for him to feel the spiritual power in the spiritual crystal, and then a gentle spiritual power followed. Holding the arm's energy channels and meridians, slowly entered his body.

Wherever the spiritual power passed, the meridians seemed to quickly receive warmth and nourishment, and the vague soreness quickly dissipated. Shen Shi thought secretly in his heart, and recalled all the details before and after the battle yesterday. After this battle, the sequelae brought by the dragon-patterned golden armor to him were unexpectedly large. In the past, he had occasionally used it several times, including going to Gaoling Mountain to save Xiaohei and the three monks in Shanxiongtang. But the consequences were not as serious as yesterday’s.

After thinking about it, Shen Shi still did not find any clear and precise reasons. In the end, he could only guess that the small axe artifact that Jiang Heihu sacrificed during the battle was related to what happened before and after. When the small axe hit him and Shen Shi chose to carry it hard, the dragon-patterned golden armor was obviously dimmed, that is, from then on, his spiritual energy consumption instantly increased, and soon it was almost exhausted. To the point.

Is there something weird about that small axe?

Shen Shi secretly speculated in his heart, and at the same time, he was calming his luck. With the effect of meditation and the supplement of spiritual power in the spiritual crystal at the same time, the recovery speed of spiritual power in his body suddenly accelerated a lot, and the condition of his body was also improving rapidly. At the end, Shen Shi himself was quickly immersed in the cultivation.

This practice took a long time without knowing it. When Shen Shi suddenly felt that the spiritual power in his palms had been exhausted and no spiritual power entered his body, he woke up, exhaled slowly, and opened his eyes.

There was silence in the room, but the light seemed to dim again, as if the day passed by unconsciously. Shen Shi lowered his head slightly and saw Ling Chunni.

The beautiful and feminine woman was still on the side of the bed beside him, perhaps because she was too tired, she fell asleep peacefully with her head gently resting on the edge of the bed. With her eyes closed, her delicate and slender eyelashes occasionally moved slightly, as if she had seen something in a dream, or perhaps this was a place to make her feel at ease, so the corners of her mouth were faint in her sleep. A touch of comfort.

One of her hands was hanging on her side, but the other was on the bed. Perhaps it was an unintentional movement in her sleep. I don’t know when it started, but her palm was gently resting on his hand, slender. The white skin of the fingers seemed to be faintly tender.

It was like the warmth of nostalgia, which made her want to hold tight in her dream.

Just like that, gently grasping his palm.