The Book of Troubled Times

Zhao Changhe is telling the truth. In fact, ever since the "Shanhe Tulu" left by Xuanwu said that the "Jiantian Blood Jade" he needed for body training was in the ancient spirit clan, Zhao Changhe knew that he would go there sooner or later.

As a result, all the clues now point to that side, the third page of the book of heaven, Yunyang Ye... and the exploration of the bridge between the present and the ancient times.

I have seen a lot of secret realms, but they are all small ones. It is obviously different if there are large groups of people living together. That is a world in itself. If you want to go back to the last era, this kind of place is the only way to go.

Because of this, Zhao Changhe has been hesitant, but it has nothing to do with Sisi, mainly because he knows that this trip will take a long time, longer than those who went to Kunlun.

In the game, this is called a large-scale dungeon, which involves a team working hard to open up wasteland for a month. Once the wife gives birth to a baby and breastfeeds the child, the group will fall apart, which is fundamentally different from the previous single-brush dungeons. Now who reads large books, think about it and don't like to go.

The world is changing, is it appropriate to leave for such a long time?

What's more, it's really dangerous. I didn't dare to go there with my previous strength, but now... maybe it's not enough. In Tang Wanzhuang's heart, this needs to be done at the level of Marquis Wuping and Qin Dingjiang... Of course, that is just a guess. No one knows what's going on inside. It's a wild guess with a black eye. You still have to see it with your own eyes to know the truth.

Anyway, now is the time to check it out.

Tang Wanzhuang's eyes became blurred. In her eyes, it was obvious that Zhao Changhe was only saving her life for Yunyang Ye, and everything else was just an excuse or incidental.

Huddled in Zhao Changhe's arms, Tang Wanzhuang was silent for a long time, and then said in a low voice: "It's better to let Marquis Wuping go, and you follow me back to Beijing to help manage things..."

Zhao Changhe looked at her angrily: "Marquis Wu Ping practiced the blood Shura body instead of me..."

Tang Wanzhuang pursed her lips and lowered her head not to look into his eyes.

I always thought he was making excuses.

"Okay, I'm not a certain aunt, I really want to go." Zhao Changhe stretched out his hand and scratched her chin, feeling like scratching a cat: "Besides, I'm not going right now. My injury hasn't healed yet, so I'll have to take care of it for a while. If you're worried, why don't you take advantage of these days to help make more preparations?"

Tang Wanzhuang was tickled by him, and grabbed his hand angrily: "You don't need to tell me about the preparation... you will start to move now! Do you want me to throw you into the pool!"

"Do you know what worries me the most if I leave?"

I didn't think about it at first, but when he asked, Tang Wanzhuang naturally knew it.

What worries him the most is her illness. If she leaves for too long, I don't know if something will go wrong. At that time, there is no one to treat her.

Previously in Xiangyang, in fact, she just suppressed the sequelae caused by the third secret storehouse that she opened at that time. The original condition is still the same, and there is no improvement. There was no further treatment in the follow-up. There was no medicine, and his level of rejuvenation still needs to be improved. He did not deliberately "treat" endlessly just to cheat a kiss.

According to my previous judgment, I only have two or three years to live. Another year has passed. If there are no major accidents, there will be more than a year left in this life...

And if something goes wrong during this period, such as fighting too violently with someone or being injured, this time may be shortened infinitely, and the possibility of sudden death at any time exists.

He is worried.

"Yes, I have the medicine now..." Tang Wanzhuang lowered her head and said in a low voice: "I have prepared Huashenglian and Bodhi Fruit, and taking it by myself should be able to repair the damaged meridian, and it will not be so easy to cough... In addition... this medicine is also useful for your current injury recovery..."

"But there's only one serving? So you didn't eat it?"

"Hmm..." Tang Wanzhuang became more flustered as she spoke, she knew what would happen next.

In fact, when preparing the medicine, she already faintly realized what to do, so she kept it and didn't take it by herself... She just avoided thinking about it subconsciously.

Shuangxiu, everyone shares the power of the medicine, the least waste.

And this kind of double cultivation, it is basically not enough to use the tickling kiss to pass the breath. The power of the medicine is dispersed in the limbs and bones, infiltrating the meridians, by kissing?

Obviously it has to come for real...

But is it true because of this kind of thing... Tang Wanzhuang was very complicated in her mind. She said she didn't want it, but she didn't have much resistance;

So she didn't want to take the initiative to mention it, but now that Zhao Changhe has brought it up, she has to face it.

He will want it, and he will let Tang Shouzuo clean up and wait for this.

Of course, Zhao Changhe's injury doesn't necessarily require this medicine, but with the atmosphere here, who would be willing to give up such a good reason, which can heal the injury and realize the long-cherished wish, killing two birds with one stone?

Zhao Changhe was saying: "Show me the medicine, I am your attending doctor, don't be good at it."

Tang Wanzhuang curled her lips, so just pretend you are.

He honestly took out the medicine from his hand, and the two medicines had been formulated into pills, only the size of a finger, as crystal clear as jade and pearls.

The vast breath of life of the Buddhist family radiates, and just a sniff can make people feel comfortable in the body.

Zhao Changhe stuffed the pill into Tang Wanzhuang's lips with a smile. Tang Wanzhuang held the pill in his mouth and looked at him straight.

Sure enough, Zhao Changhe kissed him the next moment.

Tang Wanzhuang sighed secretly and closed her eyes.

You know... can't you escape?

But I really feel hasty in my heart, it shouldn't be like this for the first time.

Just as he was thinking about it, he felt Zhao Changhe stick out his tongue and push the pill into his mouth, and touched and touched it with his hand, as if he wanted to untie her belt.

Tang Wanzhuang instinctively wanted to push him away, not wanting to continue.

But the next moment his chest felt numb, and he had already tapped the acupoints.

Tang Wanzhuang's eyes widened in shock. You're afraid that I'll resist, why?

Zhao Changhe clung to his ear, and said in a low voice: "You, you kept the medicine just to give it to me...I never cared about my own life... Do you still want to push the medicine into my stomach while kissing? It's a good idea."

Tang Wanzhuang: "?"

His lips were blocked again, and he viciously pried open the white teeth, pushing the pill deep into her throat.

With a "gulp", the elixir entered the stomach completely.

Zhao Changhe snorted triumphantly: "Can't you spit it out now?"

Pointing her fingers in the atrium, the Jue of Rejuvenation was in full operation, and the pill melted into her body in the blink of an eye, infiltrating her dilapidated meridians.

Tang Wanzhuang just stared at him blankly, the stiffness of the acupuncture points began to soften, allowing his hand to touch along the lung meridian, and finally stayed outside the lungs.

Where is that……

Zhao Changhe's expression also became weird, so Q...

Tang Wanzhuang's cheeks were blushing, and she tilted her head slightly.

Hey, can you tilt your head? Is this acupoint broken?

If the acupoints are opened, if you don't struggle, just tilt your head?

Zhao Changhe put his hand in without saying a word: "I need the palm of my hand to soothe my lungs. I can't separate my clothes. We all know that I will go crazy..."

Tang Wanzhuang was angry and funny, but she wanted to say something, but it was stuck in her throat and she really couldn't say it.

Compared to his wholehearted consideration of himself, this little bit of perverted thinking should be enough for him...

The clothes are half untied, and the snow-white shoulders are exposed under the moon, the moon is like frost and snow, and the skin is like fat.

The soft panting sound floated under the moon, and Yue'er couldn't help hiding in the clouds, not knowing whether it was shame or shame.

There was the first light of morning in the sky, followed by a bird's face and a turtle's face protruding from the wall.

The bird's face was originally in the shape of a firebird, but now it looked even more blazing, almost dyeing the morning glow in the sky red.

The eyes under the tortoise's face blinked and blinked happily.

"Look at this coquettish voice..." Suzaku's voice could barely be squeezed out between his teeth: "Who does he pretend to be so cool and noble at ordinary times?"

Sanniang secretly thought that your usual arrogant and violent appearance seems to be more interesting when you change into this form, let alone others...

They appeared here and talked, Tang Wanzhuang couldn't have noticed it, and wanted to push Zhao Changhe away in shame and angrily, but after a while, he was weak and unable to push him away.

Can't help being anxious: "Still chewing, your martial arts is on guard! Someone is coming!"

Zhao Changhe was startled, and before he could react, the fragrant wind blew by, and Suzaku's voice came: "Continue, it's agreed, and I'll put it in front of Venerable Suzaku. I really enjoyed watching it."

Tang Wanzhuang was extremely ashamed and indignant, but on the face she refused to admit defeat in front of this old enemy. She rolled her eyes, and regardless of her radiant appearance at this time, she took the initiative to stretch her jade arms around Zhao Changhe's neck, and whispered flatteringly, "What does it have to do with His Majesty when we kiss ourselves... His Majesty forbids the saintess under his command to be with him, and also wants to prohibit me? It's really lenient."

Suzaku's seven orifices produce smoke.

For the first time in her life, Tang Wanzhuang took the initiative to plug Zhao Changhe's lips, and kissed him loudly.

Is His Holiness very happy to ask you to wear a mask and look on eagerly without any reason to stop him?

Venerable Suzaku was not happy at all, and Venerable Xuanwu was so happy that he almost rolled on the ground.

But Mr. Jiao, the person in question, couldn't hold back any longer, and left in embarrassment: "Don't make trouble, the two venerables don't look embarrassed... Well, what's the matter with you two coming here?"

"It's nothing expensive..." Suzaku twitched his arms, "I just want to see you do it. Really, it's nothing if you solve it halfway, fully open it."

Tang Wanzhuang stood up, tidied his clothes lazily, and gracefully returned to his seat to boil water and make tea, as if nothing had happened: "Your Majesty wants to see it, but you can go to see your Winged Fire Snake, and I will not accompany you... Now that His Majesty wants to see if you have finished reading it, if you have nothing else, please walk slowly."

Suzaku simply didn't know how he was feeling.

This feeling of jumping face-to-face and being unable to tear it apart is so annoying... The number Suzaku is really useless.

But having said that, at this moment of Tang Wanzhuang's makeup, the femininity hidden in his bones is unscrupulously released, which really makes people feel like they don't know each other. After fighting with each other for more than ten years, they never thought that such a gesture would appear on Tang Wanzhuang's body, like a quiet orchid in a deep valley, suddenly blooming and turning into a peony.