Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 233: Wasted Time on Wine and Sword

The originally flat ground was shattered by the sword light and whip marks, and blood was scattered among the scattered gravel.

Her delicate, white feet were stained with blood as she stepped across the devastated training grounds, the messy, sharp gravel digging into her tender soles...

There was a purple and blue grip mark on the woman's ankle, and warm blood was flowing from the bottom of her gauze dress down her calf, flowing continuously.

She was holding the pair of tall jade shoes in her hands. There was a blood scar on her arm that was deep enough to see the bone, which was caused by the sword just now.

The slender white arms were exposed to the air, and a piece of red gauze sleeves had already swung dozens of feet away... The black hair by my aunt's ears was broken, and the wound on her shoulder continued to bleed, dripping into the martial arts field along the gauze clothes.

The air was filled with a lingering chill, and was filled with a strange fragrance that was unique to the Tianxiang lineage, as well as the sweet and fishy smell of blood.

The woman chuckled and walked slowly towards the stands, but... that clear smile seemed particularly charming.

Eighty feet behind her, the man lying on the ground had his sternum shattered and the sharp bone spurs had injured his heart meridians. What's more, a sword cultivator had his shoulders shattered, which meant that he could no longer use his spiritual sword.

Until this moment, Tang Zheng could not accept his mistake.

To be precise, he did not make any mistakes.

The woman had been wearing those jade shoes from the beginning, and it was natural for her...those were the shoes she wore every day.

After breaking free from the Seven Emotions Secret Technique, she immediately took out the Green Whip.

When she learned that it was not a melee, she seemed relieved and put away the green whip again.

After drawing the jade slip, she carefully engraved the array pattern outside the martial arts arena...

When facing Hu Jingjing, she always used magic to fight the enemy, until the last moment when she suddenly took out the green whip and defeated the enemy.

Her spiritual awareness is not as good as mine, her spiritual power is not as good as mine, and even her skills and spiritual weapons are not as good as mine.

But he was indeed defeated. His heart meridian was injured and his shoulders were broken by his opponent... Tang Zheng's eyes were empty as he lay on the ground and looked up at the barrier above his head.

The formation that I was so careful about... turned out to be a useless formation. It had no effect at all after being infused with spiritual energy!

At such a critical moment, this woman used her spiritual sense to collect the hairpin powder, and one spirit stone could actually buy three of them!

He felt a sudden chill for no reason, and even his soul was trembling.

Tang Zheng saw Bai Wanqiu walking towards him and slowly closed his eyes.

The images in my mind kept flashing and reappearing...

The woman suddenly took out the green whip, but was easily suppressed by herself.

She used her Dao-based spiritual power and rammed her knee into her throat...

The red dress fluttered, and the slender white legs approached. He clasped her ankles tightly... and then his sternum pierced into her heart.

He knew he had been cheated, but he had no regrets.

Even if he tried again, he might still not be able to defeat this disgusting woman.

Because... when the man surnamed Zhou just entered the barrier, he had already started cheating!

Damn bitch!

……

Zhao Qing silently put away the Han Guang Sword, feeling deeply moved.

My aunt actually dealt with this sword cultivator on her own!

With the strength Tang Zheng showed, I'm afraid even myself three years ago would have found it difficult to deal with it...

Two women walked over slowly.

One of them was wearing a flowing red dress, she was his woman, and the other one, with a beautiful smile, was Su He from the Tianxiang lineage.

My aunt's injury was not serious, just a cut on her arm by the sword. This kind of injury can be easily healed in the mortal world, not to mention the help of Tianxiang's strange honey and spiritual fragrance.

As for the damage to the Niwan Palace, it will be fine after careful recuperation... It is not much different from the damage to the Mingtang Palace. My aunt has long been accustomed to this state.

Shuyue was still holding her pretty face, as if she had not yet recovered from the shock.

Zhao Qing stood up and walked quickly to meet Xiaoyi, held her in his arms, and walked towards the beautiful woman.

The delicate body in his arms was warm, and the blood had stained the veil.

The woman looked at the man with a smile, her injured arm hanging outside her arms, and she was still holding the pair of jade shoes in her hand.

"how?"

Zhou Xiaoyi smiled like a little child waiting for praise.

Zhao Qing wanted to say "awesome", but changed his mind when the words came to his lips: "Great move."

He had been calculating the situation on the field from beginning to end, so he naturally understood his aunt's tactics.

In war, the best way is to attack the heart.

The stone hairpin and the array pattern were like the idle pieces on the chessboard. They were not the main pieces, but they always affected Tang Zheng's state.

That powerful sword cultivator locked most of his consciousness and spiritual energy onto the hairpin powder...

After all, the unknown is what is most frightening.

Su He's laughter came from the front: "Leave Fellow Daoist Zhou to me."

Zhao Qing glanced sideways slightly, then exchanged a glance with his aunt. The woman in his arms slowly closed her beautiful eyes and was handed to Su He's arms by her man.

Zhao Qing nodded and said, "Thank you."

Su He raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled again: "Hong Ning asked me to help fellow Daoist Zhou build his foundation. The debt you owe to us Tianxiang is growing."

Zhao Qing smiled bitterly: "I'll wait until I meet Hong Ning in the future and then we'll settle it."

Zhao Hongning ignores me completely, what can I do?

Si He's voice spitted softly in his mind: "Scheming bitch!"

An elegant jade box was taken out, and a drop of thick, fragrant honey fell onto my aunt's arm. Although the wound had not completely healed, the white bones deep inside could no longer be seen.

Zhou Xiaoyi gritted her teeth, enduring the itching sensation in the wound, as if thousands of insects and ants were burrowing into it...

But that's how you apply medicine to wounds. At least they won't leave scars after they heal.

She felt extremely pure spiritual power pouring into her meridians, flowing around her Taoist base and passing through the eight extraordinary meridians.

He guided the spiritual power in his Taoist foundation to circulate throughout his body, replacing the originally thin spiritual energy. When the spiritual power had fully flowed through his meridians, he had entered the realm of foundation building!

Not far away, Zhao Qing and Shuyue were talking in low voices, while Gu Qing stood by with a smile on her face.

Without exception, all the other losers who had been watching the match in the stands looked back and took a deep look at the beautiful figure in red before leaving the barrier.

They originally thought that Tang Zheng was already a confirmed disciple of the Nine Swords.

However, he didn't expect that Zhou Xiaoyi would suddenly appear and deceive Tang Zheng with strange means, and almost wiped out the owner of the twelve-inch Taoist foundation!

As for Tang Zheng... he briefly exchanged a few words with Bai Wanqiu, and after bringing greetings from the leader of the Divine Blade Island, he simply let his arms hang down and piloted the spirit boat away from the Changsheng Sword.

Bai Wanqiu looked at Su He and Zhou Xiaoyi from afar, and a hint of complexity flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She felt a little embarrassed...

He had just sent a message to Zhao Qing, saying that his Taoist partner was no match for Tang Zheng, and signaled him to take action directly to end the martial arts performance.

But in just half an incense stick of time, Tang Zheng's heart meridians were almost severed.

Thinking of what Hong Ning had said before, Zhou Xiaoyi had a good chance...

She remained silent, secretly communicated a few words with Shen Mo Suhe, and then left Changsheng Sword directly.

This result really made her feel ashamed.

……

Zhao Qing and his family did not stay here for too long. After his aunt was promoted to the Foundation Establishment stage, they directly drove the spirit boat to Lanxian Town to rest for a while.

As for the tea party in the mountain behind the Changsheng Sword, it no longer exists.

Chen Changsheng lost the secret ruins and had no intention of organizing any more gatherings.

Moreover, Zhao Qing's family has three Blood-Clothed disciples, so Zhou Xiaoyi no longer needs to get acquainted with the disciples from different branches. There will naturally be more opportunities in the future.

As for the Azure Dragon's blood essence, Bai Wanqiu and Liu Zijing need to go to the Blood God Peak in Liaoxi together, retrieve it, and then receive the Blood Robe inheritance.

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That night.

The full moon is bright and the stars are shining.

All the lights in Lanxian Town were turned off, and few people noticed that the owner of the idle house in the north of the town had returned.

After returning to Lanxian Town, Zhao Qing planned to take his aunt to the small house in Shangchu in a few days to be alone and celebrate.

But Zhou Xiaoyi obviously didn't have that idea.

Why does it take a few days?

She was already lying in the man's arms...

In the courtyard, the firelight was dim.

Perhaps influenced by Si He, the Zhao Qing family has recently become very interested in making fires. They always feel that chatting and drinking around the fire at night is a very pleasant thing.

But tonight, only Shuyue and Qinghuan were chatting in the yard.

Those who were drinking together went to the eaves of the house.

It was still the strong and pungent liquor, eight taels of silver per catty, and sixty taels per jar.

The wine soup is turbid, spicy and burning.

After drinking this strong liquor from the Northern Desert, when I try those other expensive and miraculous liquors, I always feel like something is missing.

Zhao Qing couldn't tell what was missing.

Although the spiritual wine is good, when drinking it, it seems that I cannot feel the night wind, the full moon... I cannot feel the smile and frown of the beauty in my arms.

In short, it's not pleasant.

The woman was wearing a hazy gauze dress, and a delicate silk ribbon was wrapped around her arm. The wound would take at least three or two days to heal completely.

Her long black hair flew in the wind, her delicate head rested on the man's legs, and she tilted her head back to drink the wine.

Zhao Qing's eyes were full of smiles, and he felt that Xiaoyi looked even more beautiful tonight... He searched carefully and found the answer.

"Speaking of which, Tang Zheng's knife skills are pretty good." Zhao Qing sighed.

Xiaoyi glanced at him lightly, then supported the wine jar with her slender hands, leaned over and looked at the man: "I'm a little uncomfortable with half a strand of hair missing."

Zhao Qing stared at the face in front of him and could already feel the woman's light breath...with a strong smell of alcohol coming towards him.

"It's beautiful."

He looked at Xiaoyi's new hairstyle again and said this with certainty.

During the fight, Tang Zheng's sword fell, and Xiaoyi was unable to dodge and was injured on the shoulder. A strand of hair by her ear was blown away by the wind.

But... my aunt with a princess cut on one side is really cool, showing her cold, elegant and proud temperament.

But for Zhou Xiaoyi, she doesn’t think it’s beautiful... This is about the aesthetic collision of two worlds.

The woman burped carelessly, exhaling a slightly pungent breath of foul air, and glared at the man: "Slippery tongue!"

Zhao Qing smiled and shook his head.

Zhou Xiaoyi was really drunk.

She chuckled and rested her head on Zhao Qing's shoulder, holding the wine jar upside down with one hand, greedily drinking from the river, and pouring it over their heads from time to time.

Suddenly, rivers flowed from the eaves, and the fire in the yard became three times brighter.

The woman's beautiful eyes stared at the dark bottom of the altar, her wet hair spread out, and the hazy Milky Way in the sky swayed in the ravines of the roof tiles.

Her eyes were soaked with turbid wine, and bloodshot was faintly visible.

Wow!

The wine jar was thrown down by the slender hand and shattered outside the yard, ending its short life.

Xiaoyi couldn't stop coughing, and a trace of clear liquid even flowed from her nose due to the choking of wine. Her delicate body trembled, and she looked at the blurry figure in front of her with a silly smile.

"Is this still beautiful?"

There was an unnatural blush on the face in front of me, her wet hair was messy and tangled, her red lips were slightly parted, revealing her pearly teeth, and her gauze dress was stained with wine, outlining her exquisite curves.

Zhao Qing nodded gently and said seriously, "It's so beautiful."

The woman's smile grew wider as she slowly leaned into the man's arms and looked up at the stars.

There were bloodstains on the ribbon on Ou's arm, as the wine had soaked into the wound, but she didn't feel any pain at the moment.

She whispered in Zhao Qing's ear: "I have established my foundation."

Zhao Qing silently embraced her hot body and looked up at the Milky Way with her.

I do not know how long it has been.

Zhou Xiaoyi sighed softly: "Suddenly, I feel that this White Jade Capital in the sky is not very interesting."

"I'd rather wander the world with you and enjoy myself."

"Drinking and carrying a sword by the side of a horse will waste one's life."

Zhao Qing smiled and said, "Then our family will wander around the world."

The woman patted his wrist gently, smiling without saying a word.

She looked at the seventeen stars in the night sky.

Those stars are still shining brightly, dotted among the Milky Way, mysterious and hazy.

In the past, she often leaned on the eaves to watch, but at this moment, Zhou Xiaoyi suddenly lost interest in watching anymore.

Xiaoyi slowly reached out her hand, clasped her fingers with the man's, leaned over him and smiled foolishly.

"Why do you give in to me?"

Zhao Qing looked at the infatuated face in front of him and was speechless for a moment.

This……

Isn't that what should be done?

Men and women are an eternal topic, but being good to his wife is an innate good quality of Zhao Qing.

After all, it was difficult to find a partner in the past life. If things went wrong, you would end up being single. It’s not like now where you can have three wives and four concubines…

"Um!?"

Zhou Xiaoyi snorted and asked.

Zhao Qing laughed and said, "If I don't give in to you, do I expect the owner of Yi Qing Zhai to give in to you? Won't you still pay the original price for the osmanthus cake when you go there?"

The woman chuckled and pressed her face against the man's chest.

Youyou said: "Only you tolerate me everywhere..."

She seemed to be talking to herself and said again.

"I usually wear gauze clothes, and my arms and legs were seen by other men. Would you be angry?"

Zhao Qing: ...

I suggest you increase your efforts. Si He has already started wearing hot pants, and you are still wearing this gauze dress.

Actually, Zhao Qing didn't care about wearing cool clothes. Xiaoyi had dressed like this before she knew him. Besides, there were so many people wearing gauze clothes in this world, they were everywhere...

He stroked the wet hair in his arms: "It's your freedom to wear whatever you like."

The woman's beautiful eyes smiled: "The instructor at the Duke's Mansion said that women should be virtuous and kind. They are not allowed to drink alcohol, wear clothes that cover their bodies, contradict their husbands, or speak without restraint..."

"Do you think I'm a loose woman?"

Zhao Qing thought about it carefully.

Hey, don't tell me...

"really."

Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes fluttered, and a blush climbed up her goose neck.

He whispered, "You must have felt extremely ashamed and angry when you knelt before me that year? You even lost your dignity as a man."

"To tease a wanton woman like me..."

Zhao Qing remained silent.

He even felt a little excited, but he didn't say it.

The woman casually gathered her wet hair, untied the ribbon that was wrapped around the wound on her arm, and handed it to her man.

There was a flash of drunkenness and flirtation in her beautiful eyes, and the rest was full of spring.

Her delicate hands passed around her neck, tied the ribbon around her neck, and chuckled, "Tonight, I will accompany you to the mountains..."

Zhao Qing looked towards the end of the ribbon, and his delicate clavicle was revealed under the gauze dress, while his goose neck, which was originally as white as mutton-fat jade, was now covered with red clouds.

The wound on her arm was still hideous, her white wrist resting on the green tiles. Xiaoyi looked up with a smile and looked deeply into the man's eyes... as if she wanted to carve this figure into her soul.