I dominate the cultivation world by relying on good pregnancy

At this time, Agu, who was squatting in the dark and waiting for good news, wanted to pierce his eyes. You said he didn't see anything, so what did he see? He said he saw it, but he didn't see much. The most important thing is that he didn't miss Rong Zhao's doting expression. It was really weird.

As a qualified subordinate, Agu would of course cover his face at the critical moment. After all, it is inappropriate to look at something.

Time seemed to have passed for a century, until a teasing male voice sounded in Lin Qingqing's ears.

"Comfortable?"

"Comfortable." she blurted out.

Rong Zhao sneered and said, "You should tell the truth."

At this time, Lin Qingqing realized that her situation was not good. Not only did she run into the other party killing someone and dumping the body, but she also took the initiative (bushi) to throw herself into his arms. In the other party's eyes, this was just a trick to confuse the audience. Her face turned red in an instant, and it was as if a spring was pressed on her waist, and she jumped up suddenly. Everyone who saw her had to praise her for her good waist strength.

Just as she was about to turn around and thank the other person, she felt something soft on her back, and a silver-white cloak fell on her thin shoulders.

She was flattered and said thank you, but her legs were suddenly suspended in the air and Rong Zhao picked her up horizontally and jumped up.

Rong Zhao held Lin Qingqing in his arms and landed on the flying sword, flying westward at the speed of a meteor. She screamed in surprise and unconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck, fearing that she would fall down accidentally.

"Ah, Big Brother, put me down quickly, where are we going?"

Looking at Lin Qingqing's flustered expression, Rong Zhao curled his lips and said, "Do you think I will let you go easily?"

Lin Qingqing: ???

The frightened pale face turned red again, like a ripe tomato. His ambiguous words made her think wrongly, and she muttered softly:

"I sell my art, not my body."

Rong Zhao smiled gently, his eyes full of tenderness in the darkness, and said, "You have a nice idea. I'm talking about what you just discovered."

"Murder to silence witnesses and then dump the body?" She blurted out without thinking.

"You saw it." Everything was within Rong Zhao's expectations.

At this moment, Lin Qingqing realized that she had said something wrong and was covering her mouth in annoyance, but it was too late. She only carefully glanced at Rong Zhao a few times and found that he was not furious because of grabbing her pigtail. Instead, he had a faint smile on his face, which made her ask:

"What do you want?"

There was a sudden silence all around, the air suddenly became quiet. After a while of silence, seeing that Rong Zhao still didn't respond to her, Lin Qingqing became more and more anxious, and her face became paler.

The whistling wind swept past her side, and her thoughts drifted far away. She wondered if the eldest brother was looking for a good feng shui site, and considering their fellow disciples, he killed her and gave her a good burial place?

Just when she was considering whether to take a gamble and choose to escape, Rong Zhao suddenly stopped. Lin Qingqing looked around, and was extremely surprised to find that she was now alone in the room that she had recently checked into the inn, and they had just slipped in through the window. She was so shocked that she couldn't utter a word for a long time.

After a long while, she opened her mouth and found that she could barely utter a few words. She asked, "What is going on... How did Senior Brother know..."

Rong Zhao pretended not to hear anything, smiled before saying anything, then turned around, closed the window again with a 'bang', lowered his head, and made eye contact with Lin Qingqing.

"How long do you want to hold me?"

"No, sorry." Lin Qingqing then remembered that she was still hanging on her senior brother's body, so she quickly jumped down and hurriedly tidied up her appearance.

Suddenly, she, who was always alert, felt a dangerous breath falling on her. When she looked up, she found that Rong Zhao suddenly approached her. She looked at his obscure eyes, and in a trance, a soul-searching question came from the depths of her heart, what kind of look was that?

Dangerous? Scary? Or just creepy?

Lin Qingqing subconsciously wanted to avoid it, and she retreated all the way until she had nowhere to retreat and there was no gap left between her back and the wall.

The atmosphere at this time was quite subtle. A man and a woman were alone in a room. It seemed like they were completing the task ahead of schedule. The progress was fast, and although she was not fully prepared mentally, the arrow was on the string and had to be shot.

The nervousness made her breathing more rapid, and her chest rose and fell. She pressed her hand against the other person's body and asked tentatively, "Big Brother, what do you want to do?"

"Junior sister, what do you think?" Rong Zhao deliberately teased her, pulled away her resisting hand, and pressed forward step by step.

Seeing that handsome face almost touching her own, she turned her head away with some resistance.

"Come on, we're not familiar with each other yet."

"Well, it will be cooked soon." Rong Zhao didn't care about her words.

During the conversation, she was suddenly picked up by the other party. Lin Qingqing once again felt her feet in the air. She saw the other party stride forward and throw her onto the spacious bed regardless of her struggle...

Turn off the lights and switch off the power...

Do you think this is over?

The above are all the information that Lin Qingqing used to supplement her brain. In fact, what happened that day was even more explosive.

The camera pulls back to when Rong Zhao closed the window and found Lin Qingqing standing there motionless. He walked up to her and saw that she looked like her soul was out of her body. A strange feeling arose in his mind and he immediately stepped forward and released his spiritual sense to probe into her body.

Because of the contract between the two parties, Rong Zhao's consciousness flowed smoothly throughout her body. When he was exploring the key point, Lin Qingqing came back to her senses on her own.

Rong Zhao realized that something was wrong and immediately withdrew his spiritual sense. After all, it was very impolite to use spiritual sense to enter the body without the other party's consent.

At this moment, Lin Qingqing didn't understand why she suddenly returned to this scene again, and looked at Rong Zhao with a confused look on her face.

Thinking back to how he almost succeeded just now, she found herself standing there in a daze in the blink of an eye. Everything that happened just now seemed to have never happened. She couldn't help but ask:

"Eldest brother?"

"Ah."

"You just weren't..."

"Hmm? What weird things are you thinking about in your little head again?" Rong Zhao was like a worm in her stomach. He knew what she meant with just one look.

For a moment, Lin Qingqing was overwhelmed by his gentle tone. This obvious contrast was hard to accept.

"No, no!" She shook her head quickly.

Rong Zhao saw that her expression had returned to normal, so he said, "Oh, let's get back to business."

"What's the matter?"

He suddenly came close to her, startling her. Lin Qingqing quickly distanced herself from him and said:

"Just say it, why are you getting so close?"

"So this is what you were thinking just now." Rong Zhao seemed to know everything.

Lin Qingqing wanted to open her mouth to refute, but Rong Zhao didn't give her any chance. He grabbed her arm and spun her half a circle in the air. The movement was so big that he accidentally knocked over the tea set on the table, and all of it was gone. He then took the opportunity to push her down on the table.

The unusual noise upstairs alarmed the waiter, who hurried upstairs to check what was going on. It turned out that the noise came from Lin Qingqing's room.

"Sir, what happened?"

After a moment of silence, Rong Zhao's voice came from the room.

"Nothing, just a naughty little wild cat knocked over the tea set. I'm going to sleep and I can get a new set tomorrow."

"Okay, sir. We won't bother you anymore." The waiter was a little confused, but didn't think much about it and quickly left.