Beauty helps me achieve immortality

The biting cold wind roared tirelessly.

As the dusk deepened, the outline of a cold moon appeared in the distant sky.

In the Chilin River above this dark ice field, there are floating spots of crimson fluorescence, like stars falling into the blood-red Milky Way, mysterious and daunting.

Chu Hongning closed her eyes slightly, and held Zhao Qing's slender hands tightly, carefully feeling the other's tenderness and passion.

She felt as if she was on a surging wave, and felt her soul floating.

It is like a lonely boat lost in the deep ocean, which may capsize and sink at any time, but is still struggling on the edge of capsizing.

Until it hit the turbulent undercurrent... the lonely boat was instantly swallowed up in the endless deep sea.

Hong Ning raised her neck high, her delicate body suddenly tensed up, her slender hands curled up and trembled slightly, as if she was a little exhausted.

……

After tea time.

She leaned greedily beside Zhao Qing and laughed softly, "Xiaoyi must be getting impatient."

Zhao Qing took a quick look at the hair that was sticking to the corner of Hong Ning's lips, then took her arm around her and helped her comb her long hair.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he just felt that Sister Ning was so well-behaved now, just like a confused little animal that had just woken up.

The virtual panel appeared before his eyes again.

【Red Lemon】

Intimacy

[Gold Spiritual Root Qualification: 10]

[Golden Spiritual Root: Low Grade (17/1000)]

The progress of the golden spiritual roots, which had stagnated for a long time, finally showed signs of growth again.

He rarely drinks with the red lemon fish, and so far it has only been three times.

This time it was extremely gentle, there was no interweaving of spiritual consciousness, nor was there a surge of spiritual power, it was just as lingering as that of ordinary mortals.

Zhao Qing had wanted to torture this annoying little goblin for ten days and ten nights, but Hong Ning's shyness and clumsiness eventually melted him completely.

How could I bear to abuse Sister Ning in the slightest?

Zhao Qing chuckled and sighed, then casually handed over the jade mirror and took out the small dress he had just put away...

Hong Ning had a gentle expression and smiled lightly.

She temporarily pressed down the small dress in Zhao Qing's hand, stood up naked, hugged him and sat in front of the mirror, with flowing light glittering on her slender fingers, and a majestic black silk robe floated gently in the air.

The robe is dark blue in color, and the collar and sleeves are woven with dark silver thread.

The cold moon shines through the window, and on the elegant black robe, occasional green and red colors can be seen blending into the deep black color, making it look quite profound and subtle.

But the glimmer reflected by the strands of silver threads adds a touch of luxury and mystery to it.

"I had nothing to do during my free time two years ago, so I made you a robe. It should fit you perfectly."

Hong Ning spoke very softly, brushed the black hair by her ears with her slender fingers, and leaned over slightly to help Zhao Qing straighten his underwear.

Then she knelt on one knee and carefully helped him put on his stockings.

Zhao Qing gently stroked Hong Ning's face and looked at the beauty in front of him quietly. Even though she was naked at the moment, she would not make people feel romantic. Instead, he felt that she was so elegant and comfortable.

He rarely saw Hong Ning with such an expression. There was a hint of joy in her clear eyes, but she was quiet and gentle as water.

At this moment, Zhao Qing looked at the beauty kneeling in front of him, and for a moment he was a little dazed, feeling as if he was dreaming.

Even in dreams... I can't imagine such a scene that brings joy to both body and mind!

This is the naturally fragrant Chu Hongning!

Si He: "Qing Huan said... During the past six months since Hong Ning returned to Zhongzhou, you must have missed her day and night and couldn't sleep."

Zhao Qing was silent for a moment.

Sister Ning is such a nice girl, why don’t you miss her?

When Zhao Qing heard that Hong Ning was going to Zhongzhou, he felt very uncomfortable and thought that he had been a big idiot.

He was vaguely aware that he was completely controlled by Ning Mei, but this didn't matter, not at all. He even enjoyed it.

Hong Ning carefully helped Zhao Qing put on his robe, then took out a dark blue ribbon and helped him tie it tightly. She said softly, "How about this? Do you like it?"

“I love it so much!”

Zhao Qing nodded repeatedly, unable to contain his joy. He felt as if he was floating on air. He helped Hong Ning put on her underwear and asked, "Can you thread a needle and sew?"

"That's not very skillful..."

Hong Ning lifted the yellow gauze skirt on one side with one hand and chuckled, "Just a few drawings will be enough."

"I took the pattern I had drawn to the clothing store, chose the fabric I liked, and had it tailored. However, I adjusted it several times later."

She casually took out a sachet and gently patted Zhao Qing's body, then tied it to the side of her slender waist.

He then took out a jade-bone fan and put it into Zhao Qing's hand.

"Holding this small fan, you will look even more handsome."

Zhao Qing looked back at Hong Ning's smiling eyes and gently grasped the folding fan in his hand, feeling the cool and smooth touch...

He knew very well that the jade-bone fan in his hand was a top-grade spiritual weapon, more exquisite and gorgeous than the one he had stolen from Luo Xianning. Even the tassel buckle hanging from the fan handle could be used as a spiritual weapon to defend against the enemy.

Zhao Qing's eyes trembled slightly. He put his arms around Hong Ning's slender waist and hugged her gently in his arms, greedily breathing in the fragrance from her hair.

His emotions at this moment were extremely complicated and difficult to describe, with pity and sadness intertwined... It almost made him break down again.

Red lemon!

She still remembers the time when she stole the fan from Luo Xianning.

Zhao Qing gently stroked the woman's shoulders and secretly decided to find an extremely exquisite axe technique, study it carefully and use it for a long time... so as not to let down the bone fan that Ning Mei gave him.

There was a light, moist breath beside my ear, followed by the warm touch of my lips.

Hong Ning playfully withdrew her body and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go find Xiaoyi to see the night view."

Zhao Qing calmed himself down, nodded with a smile, and put his arms around Ning Mei's slender waist. The two of them walked out of the pavilion and jumped into the flying snow.

The wind whistled in my ears, and Hong Ning's flying hair hit my face, making it itchy.

Zhao Qing held her tighter, suddenly realizing that when he and Hong Ning were together, he was either in a good mood or on the verge of breaking down...

This is definitely not because I am too fragile!

I think no matter which man is in my place, he will not be able to withstand Sister Ning’s combination punches.

As the saying goes, the land of pleasure is the grave of heroes, and heroes cannot resist the temptation of beautiful women.

But what the hell!

Ningmei's level is too fierce and dangerous, and her gentle place is too fragrant and sweet.

How can this be a hero's tomb?

This is clearly a bottomless abyss. Once you fall in, there's no way you can climb out...

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Silver Sky Snowfield.

Outside the Chilin River, there is a ten-mile field.

The cold moon and stars reflected the white streets, and the cold wind blew through the halls and courtyards, making an unstoppable faint sound.

In a shop selling stove fires, my aunt sat in front of a stove, holding the stove wall with her slender hands to warm herself by the fire, and quietly listened to the discussions of the villagers around her.

"The snow in Jing Country in the extreme south should be melting!"

"Melting snow? I heard from Fort Master Han that there are no living people there now."

"A few days ago, a god in the sky shot down a huge sun, turning the entire Jing Kingdom into a red lotus hell."

"That's not true. The immortals deep in the Red Forest River have often mentioned that in spring, flowers and fruits are blooming all over the mountain, and foreign visitors who come there to fish and hunt animals flock there."

"Mountain?"

"There are only icebergs and snow mountains in our land. When they melt, nothing will be left."

"Ahem...I also heard it from other people."

The window paper was ravaged by the cold wind, making a rustling sound that was disturbing and annoying. The fire rose and jumped, making everyone's cheeks look exceptionally rosy.

The burly shopkeeper came over laughing, holding three plump fish in his hands, and invited the guests to have hot pot together.

In this world of ice and snow, their family has more fish than they can eat. The fire burning all year round makes the ice thinner and warmer. The ice wells dug by their ancestors are full of fat fish, and it seems that these fish also want to come and warm up.

At this moment, facing the noisy greetings of the neighbors, my aunt smiled gently and bowed, indicating that she was not hungry and that the person she was waiting for was already outside the door.

Then he got up and left the shop.

The doorpost twisted stiffly, crushing the newly formed ice, and the howling cold wind instantly hit everyone.

"Where can a girl go on such a cold night? Why don't you take a friend and stay the night in Shili?"

"That's right, that's right. You don't get to eat fish from Old Xu's house every day..."

The chaotic calls of greetings suddenly quieted down, and the shop's remaining weak breath was crushed by the strong wind.

In front of the cold-looking woman in black clothes, there was a man and a woman greeting them with a smile. The three of them turned around and walked into the falling snow.

There was nothing wrong with the man, he was just a little pale and looked like he couldn't do any heavy work.

But that smiling woman in yellow...is obviously an immortal!

Not to mention the delicate and fair face, just the silk ribbon fluttering in the cold wind and the smooth and slender legs under the dress are enough to prove that this group of people... may be immortals heading to Chilinchuan.

……

"Aren't you cold?" The aunt's beautiful eyes swept over Zhao Qing's rather decent robe with a smile, and then she took Hong Ning's arm and asked softly.

"I've never been afraid of the cold since I was a child."

Hong Ning also glanced at Zhao Qing with a smile, then turned and walked hand in hand with her aunt.

Zhao Qing followed casually, his consciousness still lingering in the stove shop... He saw the burly man took out a big pot with a smile, and then found a lot of frozen vegetables and fruits, and cooked them into the pot together with the fish head.

Seven or eight men and women gathered around the fire, chatting and laughing while waiting for dinner to start. During the time, they couldn't help but praise the looks of my aunt and Hong Ning, and occasionally made up guesses about Zhao Qing's identity.

This is a very common hot pot. In the previous life... it should be called hot pot.

The aunt held Hong Ning's slender hand, walked side by side with Zhao Qing, and slowly stepped on the snowy river under the cold moon.

"This area is called Shiliye, but it's actually half a market town."

"The villages in Mingshang are not like our Yongning. Most of them are called Fort Valleys and Wild Villages, and very few are named after villages or towns."

The three of them looked at the crimson glacier at the end of the world and could not help but marvel at the wonder of creation.

I don't know if the blood-robed monk set up a formation, or if this glacier is naturally this color...

Hong Ning secretly released her spiritual consciousness and lightly probed Zhao Qing's Niwan in the cold night, as if she wanted to communicate with his spiritual consciousness, but she sensed that her aunt's spiritual consciousness was blocking her movement.

She smiled directly at her aunt: "I originally thought that Zhao Qing would be ruthless to me and punish me wantonly."

"I didn't expect him to be so kind and gentle to women..."

The aunt glared at her husband and said, "He never goes too far and is very caring. It's a pity that you don't return to Chu this time."

Zhao Qing: ???

How could he tolerate these two people getting together to plot against him? He immediately waved his hand and took the center position to separate the two of them. He was very suicidal, holding his aunt on the left and Ning Mei on the right: "The moonlight is alluring, it just so happens that your husband will take you on an outing."

The moonlight is seductive?

Going on an outing?

Hong Ning obviously didn't understand Zhao Qing as well as her aunt did. Looking at the heavy snow falling in the cold night, she was a little slow to react.

The auntie then became much more natural, her beautiful eyes slightly cold, as if she tacitly approved of Zhao Qing's behavior of hugging women left and right. She chuckled and said, "With such a beautiful moon, where would you like to take us to enjoy the spring?"