Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Midnight.

The lights in Siyou City are bright.

Although there were not many people walking on the wide street, there were still many disciples coming and going, which was much more lively than the Danxia night scene in the past.

There was a woman wearing a red gauze dress, walking side by side with a man.

Her beautiful eyes were as clear as water as she looked towards the end of the long street.

When my aunt accompanied Zhao Qing out, she never liked holding hands. She just walked and strolled slowly with her shoulders touching.

The two of them walked in the moonlight, passing through the dimly lit area, wandering aimlessly.

"I've asked the Zhou family to return to the Imperial City. The mineral veins nearby are useless to us. Besides, we have the Blood God Peak in Jiuhua, so we don't need those three priests to contribute."

When talking about the Zhou family, my aunt seemed like an outsider and her words were extremely clear.

But she is indeed an outsider now. After all, a daughter who is married off is like spilled water. Although she has not yet married Zhao Qing, they have been together for thirteen years.

Zhao Qing also stared at the chaotic lights in the distance in a trance.

He was silent for a moment, then took over his aunt's words. There was no need for them to respond or nod.

The night wind blew the woman's long hair, hitting her face and shoulders, making her feel itchy.

The hair fragrance gives people a calm and slightly cool feeling. It is the dew mixed by my aunt and lemon sister. It has long lost the freshness and sweetness of the past.

"After Yue'er builds her foundation in the next two days and sees Fenghuang's Jiang Yanli again, everything should be fine."

"The name of the Broken Star is Ning Ye. We need to find a master cultivator to stay in Mingchuanfang. Since you like to practice formations and test methods, it's a good opportunity to find a Broken Star inheritance and try it slowly."

Regarding the repair shop given by his sixth senior brother Yan Ye, Zhao Qing still hasn't figured out... who is suitable to take over the Shattered Star Holy Land.

My aunt's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and after a moment of contemplation, she asked doubtfully, "Senior Sister Meng doesn't want to go?"

"You can give Senior Sister more resources."

Let Meng Xue go to Mingchuanfang to collect the money?

Zhao Qing chuckled and shook his head. He glanced sideways and raised his hand to smooth over his aunt's long hair. He jokingly said, "Senior Sister Meng probably doesn't want to go to Zhongzhou..."

"If it were before, Senior Sister was just a child of Yongning Prefecture, it would be fine for her to visit Mingchuanfang occasionally. With Senior Brother Li Feng here in Yongning, there wouldn't be any problems."

"But now... Senior Sister is a descendant of Yongning Prefecture. How could she abandon the entire prefecture and go to a small workshop in Zhongzhou to wait and see?"

Hearing this, a hint of amusement appeared on my aunt's cold face.

Her beautiful eyes flickered as she glanced at Zhao Qing and said teasingly, "Is there any difference between before and now?"

!! ?

Zhao Qing raised his aunt's chin in a domineering manner: "What do you think?"

"Ah!"

The aunt raised her head slightly, her eyes full of tenderness. After a teasing hum, she looked at Zhao Qing with a burning gaze and said with a smile: "Mingchuanfang is a gift to Ning'er. There is no rush to find someone to take over. We will decide later when we go to Zhongzhou to take a look."

"Compared to the Shattered Star lineage's array inheritance, Xiaoyi cares more about—"

She tiptoed forward and whispered softly to his ear, her laughter spreading softly and coolly. "In two days, it will be the Changshui Lantern Festival. Brother, please don't waste this top-grade water spirit root of mine..."

Zhao Qing's heart was moved. He stroked his aunt's slender waist into his arms and walked out of the rare shadow on the long street.

He jokingly said, "Do we have to wait until the Lantern Festival to enjoy the water spirit root?"

"Ok?"

"Then when do you want to enjoy me, senior brother?" The aunt pretended not to understand, turned her cold and beautiful face to stare at Zhao Qing, and asked softly with full of doubt.

The palm on her slender waist felt a little warm, and she also raised her hand and pressed it on Zhao Qing's hand, as if she was leaning on a man's arms for a trip.

Zhao Qing took his aunt through the crowd and went straight to Siyou Xueyi Tower.

He pinched the slender waist that could barely be grasped, and asked with the same puzzled suspicion, "Is it Junior Sister or His Majesty? Madam, I can't tell either."

Zhou Xiaoyi lightly gathered her sleeves and pressed her hands against her waist, her eyes seductive.

She didn't care if there were any other disciples or visitors around, and directly said with a fiery and teasing smile: "Why do you have to be so clear-cut?"

"How about Xiaoyi, you lie down on the altar, put on the shackles, and become a humble and angry slave who serves your master wholeheartedly?"

"Or maybe I can listen to the wind and watch the snow, play chess in my spare time, and tell the past to the cold moon and stars. Junior sister is also willing to drink and sleep with senior brother, and never wake up."

"Or is it... that your daughter is accompanying your father on the pleasure boat, making tea, leaning against him and splashing ink, all in a ridiculous way?"

My aunt fluttered her beautiful eyes and whispered softly, then paused for a moment.

She gradually stopped smiling, her face became even colder, and her beautiful eyes were filled with indifference.

She raised her delicate head slightly, her icy eyes gazing at the distant light, and a cold whisper escaped from her red lips: "Of course, I can too..."

"Your Majesty is yours alone."

She pressed the warm palm on her waist tighter, and when she looked sideways at the light in Zhao Qing's smiling eyes, she declared coldly: "What I just said, if you want to watch it all in one night, it's fine."

Looking at his aunt's cold eyes, even though they had been together for more than ten years, Zhao Qing still felt his blood boiling and his mind was difficult to control.

My aunt is different from Qinghuan Yue'er and Ningmei.

There are so many different forms, no matter how you look at it, there is always endless sight to see.

Sometimes, just a light step of beautiful legs and snow-white feet can already bring a night of wind and rain.

He chuckled provocatively, "What if I take you back to the countryside of Lanxian Town?"

"Of course, my daughter is also willing to go on a night trip with daddy to see the fairies." The aunt also looked back provocatively.

Before they knew it, the two of them had approached Si You's Blood Robe Tower.

The eaves of the vermilion-painted pavilion are dotted with sparkling pearls, and huge lanterns flutter in the wind.

Zhao Qing laughed again: "Then has Your Majesty ever visited Si You's Blood Robe Tower?"

My aunt's mind moved slightly, and she seemed to vaguely understand something.

Did you travel at midnight...just to come to this Blood-stained Building?

She stopped joking and said softly, "It's just that I came here with you on the day of the meeting. You know that."

"Nian Ke should be in the building right now..."

Zhao Qing nodded gently: "Then sit down with Nian Ke. We have quite a bit of inherited essence and blood. Call them all over to sit down for a while, and we can share some."

My aunt understood and immediately responded, "I wonder if Senior Brother Liu and Senior Sister Bai are in the city. I'll send a message for them to come back."

The inherited essence and blood that Zhao Qing wanted to share.

Of course, it was for Zeng Nianke, the shopkeeper in Bloody Clothes who often came to his house to sit around when he was in Songshan.

Later he went to Changshengfang and finally to Siyou City, bringing Shen Mo with him.

Except Zeng Nianke who could become a disciple of Yujing.

Xian Ning has known Si You for a long time, from being an enemy to a friend. They later went to Mingshang together. Now she is Si You's elder, and is also suitable to practice the Blood Robe Way together.

Needless to say, Senior Brother Liu has been supporting me for nearly ten years.

Zhang Jin and Yan Ye are senior brothers and sisters, Pang Zhen and Meng Xue are senior brothers and sisters, Liu Zijing and Bai Wanqiu... are also senior brothers and sisters.

And it's much closer than the former.

When Liu Zijing first met these two after leaving Lanxian, he had already taken good care of himself.

Although Bai Wanqiu and Ning'er didn't have much interaction in their early years, she was Ning'er's closest senior sister. She had watched her and Xiaoyi become disciples of the Blood Robe Sect and had accompanied them to the Underworld...

You can give them a few more inherited essences and bloods, and let them keep them in their hands, or give them to Su He to use.

The next one is Kong Yang, who has been away from the country recently. Shen Mo can be asked to bring him a piece of inheritance when he is free.

Zhao Qing has met many Yujing disciples over the years, but he only has a few close friends.

In addition, there are old friends such as Wang Teng, Yi Han, Dan Gui, Qi Xiu...

Now that I can walk, I should naturally help those who need a helping hand.

Speaking of old friends and relatives, there were naturally people who were closer to him than Wang Teng in his early years. After all, Wang Teng had once exploited him... although this was also normal.

Miao Jian and Shen Su seemed to be much closer than Wang Teng and Yi Han, but it was a pity that they had not seen each other for more than ten years since Bai Lu.

Not to mention...even if we met, it would be a different situation.

……

The aunt lowered her head, holding the communication jade and calling her friends, and walked into the Xueyi Commercial Building side by side with Zhao Qing.

What came into view was the extremely unfamiliar jade cabinet and stone platform. The huge pavilion was illuminated by the formation as if it were daytime.

There were no customers in the Midnight Trading House. Several female cultivators who were gathered together thinking about trivial matters looked back, stopped whispering, and seemed a little frightened.

"Zhao is stationed..."

Naturally, some of them recognized Zhao Qing, after all, they had followed him all the way from Songshanfang to Siyoucheng.

Zhao Qing nodded slightly and replied casually, "Let's chat for a while. I'll go find the shopkeeper."

The aunt's beautiful eyes swept across the female cultivators, as if she was thinking about something. She unconsciously stretched out her slender hand and joined hands with Zhao Qing to climb the green steps carved from strange stones.

quickly.

Zhao Qing took his aunt to find a guest room, the rules of which were different from those in Danxia back then.

It was empty, with no other trivial objects except a jade table.

My aunt's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she couldn't help but think of the time they first met last year. She softly suggested, "Shall we stay here tonight?"

“In the morning, you can also go find some delicious food to take home.”

"Okay." Zhao Qing agreed readily.

He chuckled and said, "It will take time for the guests to arrive. How about a game of chess between you and me?"

"Humph."

My aunt raised her eyes and glared at me, then leaned in to embrace me, her soft red lips pressed tightly against mine...

She put her arms around the man's neck and leaned against the ground together. Her breathing became more and more rapid, and she sucked and licked him in a very affectionate manner.

If she hadn't invited her friends to stay for a while, she would have wanted to take off her gauze clothes at this moment and indulge in passionate love with her husband on this cold ground.

The spiritual consciousness is entangled and intertwined, occupying each other's Niwan Mingtang.

After venting a little, my aunt's slightly cold face turned a little red.

She then teased lightly, "It's been so long, and you're still playing chess with your daughter while enjoying yourself. Hasn't Dad learned any new ways to tease women?"

wipe!

Zhao Qing held Xiaoyi's beautiful face in his hands and said doubtfully, "We are together all day long, who can I study secretly with?"

Zhou Xiaoyi lay in Zhao Qing's arms, leaning sideways so close to him, her red lips almost touching but not quite, her beautiful eyes full of sly smiles, blinking in a very lively manner.

She kissed him lightly for a moment, her breath as gentle as an orchid: "There are so many fairies outside of Longyuan."

"You are already a walking being, are you still willing to marry me, your proud and self-righteous junior sister?"

Zhao Qing chuckled and stroked his aunt's hair: "I will marry you."

"After we leave the country, I will ask Senior Sister Zhang to find a perfect place and invite all your relatives and friends to hold a wedding banquet with you."

The aunt had a sweet smile on her face, and her beautiful eyes were wandering as she rested her head on Zhao Qing's shoulder, as if she was still hesitating and thinking.

She asked softly, "A perfect place?"

"Ah."

Zhao Qing said slowly, "How about the Blood Robe Star?"

"We first met in the Blood Robe Tower. We were both guests of the Blood Robe. In our early years, we explored the secrets of Jade Capital together. We also leaned against each other in the snow and gazed at the cold stars..."

Getting married among the stars?

The aunt looked back and smiled, whispering softly in his ear, "Daddy is really clever. He came up with a new way to tease his daughter so quickly."

Zhao Qing: ???

Do you think I'm just making empty promises?

"how?"

My aunt hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Xiaoyi will naturally follow her husband's arrangements."

"But there is one thing that my husband must think carefully about."

Zhao Qing smiled doubtfully and asked, "What's the matter?"

The aunt leaned her delicate body into Zhao Qing's arms, hugging his shoulders affectionately, her beautiful eyes full of tenderness and love already gone.

Her eyes reflected each other as she whispered softly, "Qing Huan and Ning Er won't stop you from finding a woman. Although Shu Yue is harsh in her words and jokes, she is very gentle in nature. If you coax her well, you can have a few more concubines."

"But my daughter is different..."

"If Dad marries Xiaoyi, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to kiss those fairies again."

"How are you thinking?"

Zhao Qing chuckled disdainfully. He thought his aunt was going to say something.

That's it! ?

He pinched the slender waist in his arms and asked doubtfully, "Yue'er and Qinghuan are both flawless fairies, and Ning'er has just entered the family. Why would he still look for other women?"

"I'm afraid you'll get tired of it." Auntie said with a cheerful laugh.

Hearing this, Zhao Qing immediately lifted up his aunt's face as if to examine her carefully, and said with a frivolous smile, "How could I get tired of having such a cool and humble beauty like Madam by my side?"

The aunt closed her beautiful eyes, nestled in his arms and whispered softly, "From now on, your daughter will become even more humble and cold for you..."

The moonlight outside the window is quiet, and you can vaguely see the peach and willow trees on Shouyun Mountain.

The two of them finally sat opposite each other under the window, with a chessboard in front of them and two bamboo baskets filled with black and white chess pieces.

My aunt took off her embroidered shoes and put them behind the door.

Her slender, snow-white feet stepped on the cool floor, her long, black hair was casually draped over her head, and her long, beautiful legs were hidden under her gauze skirt...

The cold face stopped smiling again, just like when they first met last year.

And her mind is even more delicate and clever.

After Zhao Qing played first with white, she always followed the unfinished chess arrangement from that year when she played second.

It was the game when they first met, and Zhao Qing threw in the towel and admitted defeat.

After a few moves, Zhao Qing also realized this, and just like he did in the past, he played his own bad chess game with his aunt.

Although his chess skills have improved greatly now...

But as the years pass by like the wind, the old people and the old chess have a lingering aftertaste.

After tea time.

My aunt stared at the chessboard and smiled softly, "My husband is still following the same chess path as before. I'm afraid he still has no chance of winning."

Zhao Qing also laughed: "Madam, do you have a chance of winning?"

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside the guest compartment.

Zeng Nianke's laughter came: "The guests have arrived."

My aunt's consciousness was tightly wrapped around Zhao Qing, and she had no time to look out and see.

She chuckled and exchanged glances with Zhao Qing: "See the guests first, and then come down tomorrow morning?"

Zhao Qing continued to look at the chessboard and replied with a smile, "At least let the guests in first, right?"

He immediately removed the restrictions in the compartment.

The enchanting beauty pushed the door open and walked in. She looked at the two people playing chess under the window with a smile and called out with a sweet laugh, "Wan'er."

As soon as these words were spoken, my aunt suddenly raised her eyes and looked outside the door.

I saw a delicate female cultivator coming with a jade table and tea sets.

Murong Wan'er's face remained unchanged. She was wearing a moonlit skirt with diagonal stitches and light crimson patches, which made her look very approachable.

The old year seems to have happened just yesterday.

Wan'er smiled sweetly, bent down to put down the jade table, and began to arrange the tea set on her own.

He did not forget to ask softly, "Guest Zhou, Guest Zhao..."

"Are you still a bitter brewer today?"