Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 230 Gentleness and Cruelty

Beimo, Qingquan County.

The cold wind was blowing hard at the pass. The scattered soldiers warmed themselves with strong liquor and talked about going home to celebrate the New Year after the exchange, or going to the brothel in the county to have a good time.

To the ordinary people in the countryside, this pass was like a barrier separating the State of Chu from the State of Li.

Inside the pass is the hustle and bustle of life, with millions of people from the eighteen counties of Qingquan Commandery, while outside the pass is the endless desert, with only flying snow besides the wind and sand.

The ancient road between the valleys is wide and long, leading directly to the pass.

Wang Shuyue's bright eyes were full of brilliance. She was born in the deep mountains of the southwest and had never seen the snowy desert outside the Great Wall... nor had she ever ridden a spirit camel.

The delicate little hands adjusted the velvet collar around her jade neck. The blue cotton robe completely concealed the woman's exquisite figure, and even her delicate ankles were tied with snow-white nude socks.

She had been prepared for this for a long time.

I have to leave the State of Chu, go to the desert, go to the glacier, travel to the State of Liao, go to Qixia to eat delicious food, and go to the Changsheng Sword Sect to watch Xiaoyi participate in the Blood Robe Assessment - from the end of the year until the beginning of summer.

The woman walked lightly, rushing to the front...

The usually frugal little wife was extremely generous today. Her eyes narrowed into crescents, and when she laughed crisply, she exhaled wisps of white air, attracting the attention of merchants and monks from time to time.

This woman with bright eyes and white teeth just spent eight thousand spirit stones to buy four spirit camels.

Eight thousand spirit stones!

One after another, mid-grade spirit stones filled with spiritual energy were scattered, a total of eighty of them.

It is hard to imagine that this is the kind of wealth that a female Qi-cultivating cultivator can possess... a Foundation Establishment Pill is worth less than four thousand spirit stones.

But in fact, no one could have imagined that there were hundreds of thousands of spirit stones in the storage ring of this pretty woman.

She was riding on the camel sideways, leaning against the hump, her legs crossed and swinging leisurely under her cotton robe.

The snow-white nude socks were wrinkled by the cold wind. Shuyue held four ropes in her hands and looked behind her with her bright eyes.

Gu Qinghuan raised her phoenix eyes slightly and smiled when she looked at Shuyue. After their eyes met, she lowered her head again and followed her master silently.

She was wearing a snow-white gauze dress, with sleeves and gauze ribbons moving in the wind... It didn't matter whether it was cold or warm, I just thought the gauze dress was very beautiful.

Just like the beautiful figure in red before your eyes.

The veins occasionally appeared on her slender ankles, which were surrounded by a scarlet jade belt. Her snow-white feet and jade toes were crystal clear, embellished with patterns and buckles, making them particularly conspicuous in the snow.

The slender jade heels sank into the snow, and the originally crisp sound of them landing was muffled... but it still attracted a lot of attention.

Qinghuan remembered this pair of shoes. In the past, she would only wear them when Xiaoyi asked for sex.

The aunt gently gathered her gauze clothes with her slender hands, looked back at all kinds of gazes with her beautiful eyes, and walked slowly.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, wearing shoes that show off her delicate feet is a bit indecent... But she never thought of herself as a reserved beauty.

Si He said that this pair of shoes is a spiritual treasure for attack and killing, and after being sealed, it can also be used as a spiritual weapon to perform leg techniques. However, she still regards it as a jade ornament in her boudoir. Since her man likes it, she will just wear it.

As for whether Zhao Qing liked it or not, she had already known it clearly when she was on the Purple Pearl Spirit Boat.

"One man and one horse, my husband!" Shuyue leaned on the camel and said in a crisp voice.

Zhao Qing took the rope in his hand with a smile and handed it to Qinghuan beside him.

The woman in red jumped lightly and sat sideways on the camel like Shuyue, raising her slender hands to comb the black hair by her ears.

"When the camel's hump is roasted at night, we will ride two people at a time." Shuyue said crisply.

Zhao Qing: ...

Two ends are used for riding, and two ends are used for eating. Shuyue understands ingredients.

The four spirit camels walked leisurely, stepped into the snowy desert, and left the State of Chu.

Zhao Qing muttered to himself, "It's a bit like traveling abroad."

Si He chuckled: "You should ride a bull when traveling around the world...but my aunt's jade feet are so beautiful, what do you think?"

Zhao Qing bit back, "Are you a foot fetishist?"

Si He did not respond.

But a picture emerged in Zhao Qing's mind: a girl's white and tender feet swaying playfully in the snow, a soft white tail sweeping past from time to time, stirring up some snow...

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That night.

The bright moon and the cold stars are reflected together, and the snow is flying like cotton wool.

The endless desert is covered with white snow, reflecting the dim moonlight, like a dream.

The world was completely silent. In this boundless desert, even the cold wind had lost its sound.

This place is sixty miles away from Qingquan County, which is only an inch compared to the vast yellow sand, but it is enough for Zhao Qing and his family to indulge in the world.

Looking far into the sky where the sky and the earth meet, the Milky Way falls into the snow, drawing one soft line after another.

At this moment, it seems that this family of four is the only one left in the world.

Under the setting of the Dust Sealing Array that blocks the divine consciousness, several medium-grade spirit stones were piled on the array plate for supply consumption.

My aunt took off her jade shoes and put them away. As she walked barefoot, she used her spiritual energy to melt the snow within a hundred feet, revealing some dry and warm fine sand underneath.

Zhao Qing slowly walked to the center, mobilizing the condensed spiritual power within his Dao foundation...

At the same time, he used the secret techniques of spiritual consciousness and spiritual power.

【Lei Tong You】

【Blood Refining】

【Li represents fire! 】

Now that his cultivation has greatly improved, he can fully control the spiritual fire and no longer set fire to the mountain like he did back then... Besides, there is no grass or trees around here.

A ball of scorching flames rose out of nowhere. In addition to the three-meter-high bonfire in the center, spiritual power was also spread along the edge of the Dust Sealing Formation, which was enough to kill the spiritual fire in the late stage of Qi training.

Shuyue thrust the scabbard deep into the sand to secure the rope of the spirit camel.

Then, under the gaze of the three people, he pulled two of the spirit camels to the edge of the formation...

Many years later, my aunt made her comment - Shuyue was a kind cook.

The woman untied the velvet collar around her beautiful neck and gently stroked the camel's head with her delicate hands... tenderness and cruelty at the same time.

Purple and green lightning flashed in succession, and the two camels fell to the ground silently in an instant, passing away peacefully.

Shuyue drew the soft sword from her waist and easily removed the four camel humps. She then activated the ice talisman to freeze the animal corpses to block the blood and fishy smell.

The business is very superb.

She skinned the food with a dagger and then threw a copper rack, hump and all, into the bonfire.

The woman looked back at her husband and aunt, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she undressed with her little hands and put on a new dress... After all, the previous sweater was stained with a little fishy smell.

Her perky buttocks and beautiful legs were lightly covered. Shuyue seemed to remember something and took out some spices from her spiritual ring and threw them into the copper rack.

Qinghuan took out four jade bowls and placed them there, and then took out the strong liquor he bought in Qingquan County.

It is a very common Shaodaozi in the world, and there are three big jars of it.

Qinghuan removed the mud seals one after another, and a strong and pungent smell escaped. Just smelling it made him feel a little drunk.

This kind of liquor is not as delicious as spiritual wine, nor does it have any benefit to cultivation, but it is strong enough to burn people's hearts...

The spiritual fire rose, and Shuyue's pretty face was reflected red. She supported her delicate jaw with one wrist, and tightly grasped the spiritual sword with the other hand, turning the camel's hump on the copper rack.

My aunt was lying by the fire, leaning back and flipping through the book in her hand, with dozens of small booklets scattered around her.

Those were the county annals of the various states and counties they had passed through during their journey...

The scarlet gauze dress fell casually, and the ruby ​​red ribbons were consumed and burned by the spiritual fire, but the aunt didn't care at all and buried her jade feet deep in the warm fine sand.

She had an excellent memory. After reading a volume, she would throw it into the fire and never read it a second time.

Zhao Qing glanced sideways. The woman seemed to sense something and immediately put down the book in her hand. Her beautiful eyes stared at him and said, "Hmm?"

Zhao Qing smiled and shook his head.

This is Xiaoyi's unique habit. In addition to being a bit of a germaphobe, she will read various books and materials in advance every time she arrives at a place.

Even if it is just a mundane county chronicle, it may not be of any use to a cultivator.

For this woman who came from the prime minister's mansion, she might be able to see more things from the local county annals, but she rarely mentioned it.

In the cold and quiet night, the blood from the camel's hump dripped onto the copper frame, making a sizzling sound.

Apart from my aunt's slight doubt just now, there was no further conversation.

Shuyue was quietly flipping the grilled ingredients, and the magic sword collided with the copper rack, making a clinking sound.

The pages of the book in my aunt's hand were torn by the cold wind.

Qinghuan knelt beside her master, her phoenix eyes flickering with affection.

There is no need for words at this moment, yet there seem to be endless words.

Finally, Zhou Xiaoyi threw the last volume of the county annals into the spiritual fire and whispered, "I saw the zither stand on Hong Ning's spiritual boat. Is the zither still there?"

Zhao Qing nodded, took out the spiritual zither and placed it in front of his aunt.

The woman gently took off her gauze dress, removing the slight obstruction of the sleeves, and stroked the strings of the zither with her slender jade fingers, making a series of pleasant ding-dong sounds.

She looked thoughtful, as if she had selected a song from her memory... and then gently plucked it with her little finger.

Zheng!

The graceful ring rubbed against the strings of the zither, making a melodious humming sound, like a sparrow singing on a branch.

The next moment, the buzzing sound disappeared, and the melodious piano music like wind and rain echoed in the deserted desert.

Of course my aunt can play the piano.

Although she is not proficient in all arts, such as music, chess, calligraphy and painting, she had a close relationship with Miss Xiu from Tianxiang Tower and was influenced by her family in the Duke's Mansion when she was young. She is still a talented woman.

Wow…

After pouring the strong liquor, Qing Huan placed a jade bowl on the copper stand and said softly, "Qing Huan will warm the wine for the host."

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman stood up with a smile, took off her boots and socks, and slowly walked to the other side of the fire.

A pair of sleeves fluttered freely in the cold wind, and Qinghuan's jade feet stepped on them, as if following the unique rhythm in her eyes, swaying gracefully and lightly.

My aunt raised her beautiful eyes and gradually slowed down the rhythm of the zither...

Under the cold moon and stars, snow is falling in the desert.

There was a graceful woman with fair face, white shirt, black hair and flowing sleeves, she looked like a fairy.

The cold moon in the sky opens the palace mirror, Qing Huan sometimes raises her wrist and lowers her brow, sometimes gently stretches out her cloud hands...

The black hair flies and the stars sway, and the dance reaches the flowers, willows and lotus flowers.

Shuyue held her pretty face in her hands, immersed in the joyful dance. For a moment, the hump on the copper frame was half burnt black.

Zhao Qing's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the beautiful figure behind the fire, which seemed even more hazy and elegant.

After a long time, the sound of the piano gradually faded away.

Shuyue laughed crisply and said, "It's ready to eat. If you roast it any further it won't be as fragrant and tender."

Gu Qinghuan walked back with a smile on her face, her lotus steps light. She stepped barefoot through the firelight, picked up the red jade bowl with her delicate hands, knelt down and presented it with both hands: "Master, be careful, it's hot."

The woman's movements were smooth and flowing, as easy as getting up from the bed to drink water.

But it caused my aunt's beautiful eyes to tremble slightly, and Shuyue sticking out her tongue mischievously.

The originally fluttering sleeves were burned by the spiritual fire, revealing the red arms. The ten slender jade fingers were burned and scarred, and the strong liquor in the bowl was rippling.

Zhao Qing felt that his heartbeat stopped instantly, as if it was being tightly grasped by something.

Forget it, this isn’t Qinghuan’s first attack.

He took the jade bowl and drank it all.

The strong liquor went down his throat with an extremely burning sensation, like a line of fire going straight into the depths of his lungs. The strong aroma of the liquor lingered around his nose, and flesh and blood appeared on the woman's jade hands.