Yue Hongling really wants to say that when I recover from my injury, do you know how many days you will take?

He was not only injured by the counterattack... The overdrawn of the forceful action with his unique skills was outrageous. Yue Hongling could see that his qi and blood were all weak and his muscles were limp. The true energy, which he said just now was exhausted so much that he couldn't even see a trace. Now even a goose can kill him.

But I was still laughing, very happy and happy, and I was really looking forward to fighting again in the future.

It's so heroic.

Such people should not talk about men and women. They should be born to cut through the mountains and rivers in this world.

Yue Hongling curled her lips and did not mock him, but said, "I have some guesses about your true qi."

"Hmm?" Zhao Changhe looked up at her.

"Just just now, you did not use true qi to drive the gods and Buddhas to disperse, but used the power of qi and blood and true qi at the same time, and they could actually mix together like a kind of exercise. This shows that its compatibility is unparalleled and can be transformed into any power you need at any time, regardless of internal or external. At present, it is equivalent to you having an additional qi and blood reserve for the blood evil spirit."

Zhao Changhe said happily: "This is good!"

Yue Hongling said: "At present, you are the main focus of the blood evil skills, so I suspect that when you practice it deep, it should be the other way around. No matter what other practices you have, you can be absorbed and accommodated by this true energy. The meaning of the sea to accommodate all rivers is extremely grand. I don't know who created it, it's really amazing."

Zhao Changhe nodded slightly, that's right... It's too consistent with Xia Longyuan's idea of ​​the martial arts left by his illegitimate son outside. No matter what the child learned from his mother or from outsiders, he could be compatible with this martial arts, and in the later stage, it was transformed into his martial arts. And the meaning of returning to the sea should have been the emperor's intention, or in other words, it would be better to say that it was the king's land.

Zhao Changhe gave a little respect to the old emperor he had never met for the first time. He was so awesome. He suddenly thought in his heart, such an awesome person would be in a mess in his later years. Logically, he is not that old. Is this kind of god who practices, is it considered a few decades older?

Will there be some problems here... Is it actually dead? Or is it a mistake to practice martial arts?

He was still thinking, and Yue Hongling had already entered the house lazily: "No matter how many ideas you have, you must have a good rest tonight. Now it's not that I'm hiring here to heal, it seems that I want to protect you."

Zhao Changhe worked hard to move into the house step by step. At the first glance, he saw Yue Hongling bandaging the wound on his lower abdomen.

It's strange. I thought I had to avoid this before, but Zhao Changhe hid out, and Yue Hongling blushed. But at this moment, I felt that there was something to avoid this kind of thing specifically? There was a wound on my stomach, and it looked very ferocious. What kind of ambiguousness can I see from here? There was nothing at all.

Maybe it’s just because, at that time, I could even be considered a stranger who met once, but now I am a friend?

I don't know, but Zhao Changhe glanced at him and felt nothing. He sat down at the edge of the bed and closed his eyes to recover. Yue Hongling also put on the healing medicine and tied the bandages on his own. He also sat on the chair on the side and closed his eyes cross-legged, which was extremely natural.

After a while, both of them entered into meditation and the night finally returned to silence.

This seemed to be the scene that Yue Hongling wanted when she came to join her, but it came a little late... It would be great if those embarrassing things didn't happen. Before entering into meditation, such thoughts flashed through the two of them almost at the same time.

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The next morning, Yue Hongling finished recuperation first and opened her eyes.

Zhao Changhe was still in meditation, his brows frowned slightly, and he looked a little painful.

It is not the pain of overdrawing and recovery, but the inherent problem of the Blood Evil Technique. It will be harder to endure when it is weak than usual. However, it seems that his internal strength is helping to smooth it out, and the situation is pretty good.

Yue Hongling looked at it and thought that this man suffered more than ordinary people. The torment of the Blood Evil Technique may happen all the time, and the harder he practiced, the higher the frequency of this torment. Many people who practiced the Blood Evil Technique were slaughtered, but Zhao Changhe worked harder, as if he was competing with the pain, "Come on!"

Outsiders cannot see it, they will only see his heroic spirit and power, like a river.

He repeatedly asked various skills and his age questions from various angles, just to see if the current skills can replace the Blood Evil Technique. The final answer was that it was not possible at the moment. He should be very disappointed, but he couldn't see it on his face and was still free and easy.

Yue Hongling knew that she really admired such a person. He said that he saw the imaginary world in himself, but in fact, from her perspective, wasn’t it?

Bandit spirit? Actually, she is also very strong. Ren Xia and bandit spirit are very close in many cases, and can probably be called the children of the world, which is very different from those of Cui Yuanyong. In Cui Yuanyong's eyes, her Yue Hongling is just a vulgar woman with deep bandit spirit.

They are the same type of people, so they are close to each other. Cui Yuanyong's son is a good person, and he is suspected that she accidentally fell into the hands of a bandit and was injured to rescue him, but it is difficult for everyone to pee.

There were footsteps outside and someone approached.

Yue Hongling pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand, and his eyes were instantly sharp.

"Knock, knock", the knock on the door sounded: "Boss."

Yue Hongling let out a sigh, turned to look at Zhao Changhe, and he still frowned in pain. She shook her head and went over and opened the door.

There was a guy outside the door, and he brought a few steamed buns, two bowls of porridge and a few dishes. Seeing that it was the "sister-in-law" that opened the door, the guy's eyes also flashed with amazement. He immediately did not dare to look at it, and lowered his head and smiled: "Hello sister-in-law, this is the breakfast that the boss ordered, and I added a serving of my sister-in-law."

Yue Hongling touched his forehead, except for this kind of thing.

Just don’t have any sister-in-law’s wife. It would be much more comfortable without these messy things.

But now he can only play this role. Yue Hongling reached out to take the plate helplessly: "Thank you."

The chef rubbed his hands: "My sister-in-law is really a fairy-like figure, and the boss is so blessed."

He has a blessing for not having any trouble, is healing the blessing of meditation? Yue Hongling turned around and entered the room angrily, and placed the plate heavily on the table.

Zhao Changhe opened his eyes at this time, and the pain was slowly soothing, and soon he had a familiar and cheerful smile in daily life: "Beautiful. Uh, breakfast is here? I don't know what you are used to eating in the morning, so just do it first."

"How can the children in the world be so particular?" Yue Hongling sat at the table, stepped on the stool next to her, drinking porridge with big mouthfuls.

This look was very different from the way she looked leaning against the windowsill when she first met yesterday. Zhao Changhe was more used to it. The children of the world should have been like this, and they are not a jeans in the family.

He went to rub his face, washed himself briefly, and sat opposite Yue Hongling with a smile: "Is this so full of energy? Is he healed?"

"It's not a serious injury, there's only one external injury, and there's only a little sword energy in the internal injury. It's going to be cured in one night, and it will be cured in two or three days." Yue Hongling frowned: "Your terms are so strange, what full of energy..."

"Zhaocuo dialect, just understand the meaning roughly." Zhao Changhe paused and was a little confused: "It is very likely that in a few days, you may not hear these words appearing from my mouth. After all, you must... integrate into the world."

Yue Hongling thought he was referring to the people of Zhaocuo that were dead, and no one accompanied him to talk about his hometown accent, so he couldn't help but sigh: "I was one step earlier at that time..."

"The past has passed, and it doesn't make sense to say it. Do you want me to keep your life-saving grace at your mouth?"

Yue Hongling said angrily: "I can't even see how you have ever been grateful."

"Then do you think I wanted to kill Cui Yuanyong when I saw you were injured yesterday? He and I have no grudges and have never even seen him. Is it really because of my secret love for Yue Hongling? Others guess a few words, don't just wrap yourself in."

Yue Hongling: "..."

"Hey, when it comes to Cui Yuanyong, I don't know much about these aristocratic families. Can you briefly introduce it?"

"I told you yesterday that the secret techniques of magic are not available to everyone. Over time, those who master the techniques have formed various high sects and various powerful families. This is normal. What can I introduce?"

"Then why is Qinghe Cui?"

"Or?" Yue Hongling was puzzled: "Why can't it be Qinghe Cui?"

"...Well, did they pass on the previous era? Or have they been passed on from the previous era? To be honest, I have read some history books and basically never mentioned them."

"I don't know this. These aristocratic families are indeed much older than Daxia. They are still there in the rise and fall of dynasties... If you are interested in the glorious history of their family, you should ask Cui Yuanyong himself. I believe he will be happy to boast a few words, but it is not certain how much."

"Will he pay attention to me?"

Yue Hongling thought for a while: "It's hard to say that these aristocratic families are gentle and polite on their faces, but I always feel that they are dissatisfied with alienation and scrutiny in their bones. I am the second in Qianlong, and they are personal characters and will meet each other. If you say... I don't know what the last of Qianlong is in their eyes, it should be okay? At least I will be with him."

Zhao Changhe nodded: "If you have the opportunity to recommend one or two for me."

Yue Honglingqi said: "How come you are interested in these things? You come to the door to stick your cold butt. This shouldn't be..."

Zhao Changhe looked at her with a strange look. Do you know me very well?

However, this understanding is correct. With his temperament, he should not be interested in these things, and he is even more lazy to contact any aristocratic family... Unfortunately, exploring the puzzles of the world is not based on his temperament. These are very important for him to uncover the fog. If he doesn't like it, he has to contact them.

Yue Hongling was as if he was sitting on pins and needles by his strange eyes, and finally couldn't help but slam the table: "What are you looking at? I don't know you very well, what's so strange about it if you don't understand it right? How are you recovering? Come on, it's time to practice!"

Zhao Changhe was so amused that he couldn't say that you really knew me. He always felt that this situation would turn into teasing and destroy the good communication atmosphere.

In fact, he really wanted to practice well, but unfortunately he was not recovering well. He was afraid that Yue Hongling's wound would crack again. After thinking about it, he asked, "You think you can teach me three aspects, what about the third one?"

"How to distinguish positions by listening to sounds, sense foreign enemies, and..." Yue Hongling suddenly swayed the chopsticks on the table, and the chopsticks flew out "swishly" and inserted them on the door panel: "Drive the enemy from a long distance, chase the soul and seek life. Do you want to learn?"
Chapter completed!