i have a sword fairy

Chapter 214 The Sweetheart Is Only For Qingjun (borrowing the name of a book friend) (two in one chapter)

"Are you trying to scare me to death?"

After Zhao Rong heard the familiar voice again, he suddenly woke up, thinking of the guy who had slept for a long time, he hadn't heard its voice for a long time, and just now when he was immersed in it, he made it in vain. Zhao Rong was shocked. Rong's heart trembled.

"Look at how brave you are."

Gui let out a sigh.

"Hey, Zhao Rong, how long have you been sleeping?"

"A month and a half."

"Tsk tsk, that's amazing, Zhao Rong, you managed to coax Concubine Zhao Ling in such a short period of time."

Zhao Rong was speechless and didn't bother to argue with it anymore, any words that came out of its mouth would change.

Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes slowly opened, and there was still some drunkenness in the eyes.

But at this moment, a gust of cool evening wind blew in front of her face, causing a sense of emptiness in her heart.

Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes became clearer, she raised her head slightly, and immediately focused all her attention on Zhao Rong who was looking around, and immediately noticed his abnormality.

She frowned suddenly and scolded coquettishly.

"who?"

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her brows upside down, and glanced around.

next second.

A small, crystal-clear, handleless sword that looked like ice suddenly appeared, floating beside Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling who were embracing each other.

at the same time.

In Qinglianxuan courtyard, in a lotus pond in a remote corner, nine evergreen blue and white lotus buds suddenly bloomed.

in front of the courtyard.

Small sword without handle.

In an instant.

A hazy halo of blue and white emerged like a tide, and instantly enveloped the land around the two of Zhao Rong with a radius of tens of feet.

Concubine Zhao Ling frowned, relying on the lotus restraint in Qinglianxuan's inner guard, and using the physical sword of Qingmei's natal flying sword in the heart lake as her eyes, she scanned the surrounding twenty feet with her spiritual sense.

Wherever the halo is shrouded, every flower, grass, and dust are all finely detailed.

At this time, she was mixed with shame, resentment and annoyance. Although most of the women in the four mansions of the Taiqing lived in the Nanci Jingshe, they were crowded and not loose. The women's mansions were all monks on the mountain. All the houses in the house are the cultivation caves, which occupy a large area and are well spaced. In the past, their activities would hardly disturb others.

But in the four mansions of Taiqing, it is a taboo to break into other people's caves without authorization, so this place should be very safe.

This is also the reason why Concubine Zhao Ling brought Zhao Rong here. There are many people out there, and monks already have good ears and eyes. If the two of them do something too intimate outside, it is very easy to be noticed. How could Concubine Zhao Ling take such a risk.

And just before she confided in her heart, she deliberately looked around seriously, and she didn't find anything at the time, but she didn't rule out the possibility.

Zhao Rong's sudden vigilant look made Concubine Zhao Ling doubt that he was there. Thinking that not long ago, the scene where she and Brother Rong poured honey water for each other might be seen by everyone, Concubine Zhao Ling felt ashamed and indignant.

Her eyes were angry, she looked around, and quickly searched for that dirty little girl.

In front of the courtyard gate, Concubine Zhao Ling, who was hugged by Zhao Rong with her slender waist, seemed to be a different person. A second ago, she was still huddled in her lover's arms like a cub, but now she had a pretty face and showed her sharpness.

"Hey, you beautiful lady looks like a little daughter-in-law in front of you, but I didn't expect you to have a big temper."

Jian Ling, who had just woken up, looked at Concubine Zhao Ling, who was full of sword aura, through the eyebrows, and joked with Fei Jian beside her.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qingjun in his arms, it was indeed somewhat different from the gentleness in front of him these days.

Thinking about it carefully, Qingjun's character has always been like this, whether it was the indifference to him after being discouraged by the Duke of Jingnan in Dachu, or the ruthless rejection of Jiang Chebai at the foot of Youshan before, or the Not long ago, he scolded his senior sister Yunzi at the Gathering.

She has this kind of temper. She is polite to others because of self-cultivation, but she cannot tolerate the offense of others.

In Qing Jun's heart, there is a clear distinction between outsiders and insiders.

It’s just that such a woman, in fact, was not like this in the past. When she was young, she was innocent because someone protected her behind her. Today, she is inviolable because she has to go to the front to protect the people behind her. She must be strong and self-reliant. stand up.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong pursed his lips and remained silent.

Has Qingjun changed? It has changed, but it hasn't changed. She still hides a innocent little girl in her heart, but only in front of the bamboo horse will she run happily from the bottom of Qingjun's heart.

She will always be his romantic childhood.

Zhao Rong returned to his senses, and did not answer the words of the sword spirit. He tilted his head and looked at the small handleless sword. He was deeply impressed by the picture of Qingjun using it to outline the magic circle with a little white light in the Nuanxi Gathering not long ago.

Gui joked again: "Tell me, if your lady knew that the thief she was looking for was right in front of her unsuspecting sweetheart, how would she react? Interesting, Mr. Zhao, why don't you tell her about it?" Let's see if she dares to do this to me."

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Gui just woke up from that boring dream, feeling very bored, eager to provoke Zhao Rong to quarrel, but seeing that Zhao Rong didn't dare to talk to him, he could only sigh silently, has he reached the peak again? Looking at his vision, he noticed Zhao Rong's focus.

The interest returned, and the words were leisurely.

"This should be the matching sword for your lady's natal flying sword. The training process of a sword repairer's natal flying sword can be summed up in one sentence as turning the emptiness into reality and then turning the reality into emptiness. She is currently in the stage of turning emptiness into reality. The original flying sword in the forging physical flying sword, this small sword should be it."

It thought for a while, "The one called Jiang last time, and his chilling cicada too, and it looks good, but your lady's sword seems to have not been fully forged, and it lacks some main materials for the sword body. This is a rough flying sword embryo, so-so...Zhao Rong, do you know which are the highest-ranking swords in the Xuanhuang Realm, and I will give you a hint, the emperor..."

Hearing Gui talking eloquently, Zhao Rong was speechless, as expected of you, Gui, ten sentences, three venomous sentences, three yin and yang sentences, three pretentious sentences, and one venomous tongue, yin and yang and pretense force.

"Brother Rong, where is that man?"

Concubine Zhao Lingsense scanned the surrounding twenty feet, but found nothing abnormal, she frowned, and her mind moved.

The small, handleless sword trembled slightly, overflowing with more halos.

Concubine Zhao Ling plans to expand the scope further.

However, before she had time to move, she felt a force coming from her waist. Concubine Zhao Ling was stunned, without any resistance, she followed Rong'er's strength and pressed her body against him again.

Zhao Rong hugged Qingjun into his arms, looked down at her eyes, blinked and said, "I just had some auditory hallucinations, it turned out to be a fly buzzing, and it's all right now."

"fly?"

Concubine Zhao Ling whispered, the ice on her pretty face was melted by his warm eyes.

She frowned slightly, but she still looked around suspiciously. At the same time, Concubine Zhao Ling noticed her husband's gaze looking at Fei Jian, and spoke softly to him.

"It's called Hongzhuang."

Ome's red makeup.

Zhao Rong ignored the strong protest and angry reprimand of a certain sword spirit in the heart lake, he glanced at the red makeup that was still overflowing with halo, and said lightly to the lady: "Put it away."

"Ah."

Concubine Zhao Ling still had a little confusion on her brows, but she put away the flying sword as soon as she was obedient.

Zhao Rong smiled, and immediately didn't give Concubine Zhao Ling any time to think, he leaned forward and lowered his head, and held her lips again.

Zhao Rong had two things in one mind, while guiding Qing Jun to take the initiative, while speaking out in Xinhu.

"When did you wake up?"

Gui knew what he was worried about, and it comforted him: "Young Master Zhao, don't worry, what happened to you just now... I saw everything, can't you keep your voice down?"

Zhao Rong: "..."

Seeing him deflated, Gui smiled.

It actually woke up when Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling entered Nanci Jingshe together, but when Gui Gui saw Zhao Rong staring at his son's cafeteria without blinking, he sneered silently, thinking to himself Let's see what new tricks this womanizer can come up with.

In the past, every time Zhao Rong got into bed with that stupid fox monster that he always thought was a bit weird but couldn't really be called weird, he always wiped his forehead, so that Gui Gui could only hear a little strange sound and couldn't judge it with a critical eye. Looking at this pair of dogs and men, it made it very uncomfortable, so it had to block its ear consciousness and stop listening.

This time, I finally had the opportunity to take advantage of Zhao Rong's inattention and kill him by surprise, yes, that's right, to kill him by surprise, but of course it wasn't to watch some boring live erotic palace, it thought Zhao Rong had dirty its eyes .

After all, he wanted to scare Zhao Rong at the "critical moment", just like just now, the effect was very good, but it's a pity that Zhao Lingfei was a little reserved and didn't let him into the boudoir for a cup of hot tea.

Otherwise, if it can suddenly make a sound at a certain moment that is extremely "critical" to Zhao Rong, and scare him so much that he can't tremble, the scene will definitely be extremely exciting, and it will make Gui extremely comfortable, and remove all evil for women in the world. This can be regarded as benefiting the Xuanhuang Realm again.

It's just a pity that this very interesting thing didn't happen, and on the way back, I happened to hear Zhao Rong's sudden confession to Concubine Zhao Ling about the "inaction" Ziqi, and Zhao Rong's words...

In the brow chakra, Gui curled his lips. At this moment, seeing that Zhao Rong didn't speak after being deflated, and he didn't mind it being busy with some childish things about men and women drinking sugar water, he yawned and felt a little bored, wondering if he should do it again Get a good night's sleep and still be out of sight and out of mind.

Just at this moment, through Zhao Rong's eyebrows, it caught a glimpse of the beautiful eyebrows of the woman who was close at hand.

Gui suddenly spoke.

"Zhao Rong, put your forehead against Concubine Zhao Ling's."

Zhao Rong ignored it.

"Hey, do you hear that?"

Zhao Rong withdrew his attention from the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, "What are you going to do? Also, can you stop peeping."

Ignoring the last sentence, it lazily said: "You ruined half of your wife's sword heart, don't you want to know what her heart lake is like now, and see if there is any way to remedy it... These, You get close to the balance and let this seat know at a glance."

Zhao Rong was silent and stopped moving.

Concubine Zhao Ling noticed his movement, thought that it was Brother Rong who wanted her to move by herself again, so she held his face in her plain hands and leaned forward on tiptoe...

Zhao Rong felt the clumsy initiative of the woman in front of him, and he passively enjoyed Qingjun's gentle service.

Zhao Rong still hesitated, the heart lake is extremely important to practitioners, not to mention the sword cultivator who conceived the natal flying sword in the heart lake, powerful and fragile.

Of course Qingjun was relaxed in front of him, and now it was the time when the two of them were getting intimate, she was definitely defenseless and wary.

It's just that Zhao Rong also wanted to know about Qingjun Jianxin's situation. If he asked Qingjun himself, whether she would bring back bad memories or not, whether she would tell him and tell the truth was a problem.

Zhao Rong thought for a while and said back: "One look, only one look, no other things are allowed, if you hurt Qingjun by any small action, I will never end with you."

His tone was calm, but Sword Spirit knew that this was when this guy was most serious.

Gui was amazed, "Sure enough, the lady is more important."

It smiled, "Wait, that's not right, the word "most" is open to discussion. Mr. Zhao also has a lady Fox Immortal. By the way, which of these two is the most important to you?"

Zhao Rong didn't reply, he leaned forward.

thump—

The surrounding night was silent, there was no one there, and a small collision sound was heard far and far away.

Zhao Rong pushed Qingjun against the courtyard gate again, regaining the initiative, he fixed her body, his movements were a bit domineering, he held her hot face in his hands, their foreheads were pressed against each other, and their eyes met .

After a breath, Zhao Rong received a response from the heart lake, and immediately retracted his head a little, separating the touching foreheads.

However, the two still stared at each other.

His eyes didn't move at all.

Zhao Rong didn't turn his eyes back, only to see Qing Jun in his arms with drunken eyes, her eyes were full of fiery temperature, but the corners of her narrow eyes were filled with a precipitous spring color.

He couldn't help himself, and suddenly lowered his head and kissed her hard.

boo——

"Um……"

A delicate nasal sound.

Zhao Rong couldn't take it anymore, he just felt that Qing Jun was too attractive at this time.

piping hot temperature.

Jasmine flavored syrup.

The fragrance of lotus.

Soft nasal sound.

Full of beauty.

Touch, taste, smell, hearing, sight... At this moment, Zhao Rong's entire world is hers.

If it wasn't for that piece of black jade, he would have occupied this world.

With this in mind, Zhao Rong took a deep breath, then continued to hold her small face domineeringly, and lowered his head suddenly...

For a while, his actions were a little rough, but Qing Jun adapted and accommodated without complaint.

just.

What Zhao Rong didn't see was when the eyes of the two stopped looking at each other because of the intimacy.

In the depths of Concubine Zhao Ling's obsessed eyes, a gleam of clarity flashed across, but the gleam of clarity disappeared even after it dissipated.

She knew that Brother Rong'er had peeked into her heart lake at the moment when she had just settled the balance.

Because of the special natal supernatural power of the first-class Feijian Qingmei, she is extremely sensitive.

Even, at that moment, it was Concubine Zhao Ling who took the initiative to suppress Qingmei's sword in the lotus pond of Xinhu Lake.

It is true that the sword cultivator's natal flying sword can't leave the heart lake at will before it turns into reality. , it is absolutely impossible for her to do so.

Because the snooper is he.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't know why Brother Rong'er ascended to the Heavenly Realm and why she would develop divine consciousness, so she could peek into her heart lake.

But Concubine Zhao Ling knows that everyone has secrets.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't tell him any secrets, it wasn't a secret.

As long as Brother Rong asked, she would definitely answer, and if he didn't ask, she would stay silent.

Because Concubine Zhao Ling feels that there are some secrets, as long as the other party is not involved for the time being, there is no need to take the initiative to speak out. Talking about it will only make the other party bear the pressure and increase troubles.

As for Brother Rong's secret, Concubine Zhao Ling believes that as long as she asks about it, he will definitely tell the truth.

However, she won't ask.

The moon is high in the sky, slowly, dark clouds block the moonlight, and the night becomes darker.

Nanci Jingshe, outside the gate of a small remote courtyard, there is a dark figure... You need to look carefully to find that these are actually two figures.

Zhao Rong suddenly discovered something. At this time, Qingjun was tender in his arms, and the two of them were close to each other. Isn't it the best time to get jade?
Qing Jun said that Mo Yu was carried close to her body.

Zhao Rong thought about it.

Gradually, the hands began to be dishonest.

It's not enough to use his hands up and down, after all, he was afraid that Qingjun would be too stimulated, so he just explored slowly under her silent promise.

However, after a while, Zhao Rong became more and more disappointed, because there was no trace of Moyu on Qingjun's body, such as cuffs, waist and other places where things are usually placed.

Could it be true that she was not placed in Sumeru?

How to take this, to break her restriction in Sumeru, at least he needs Grand Virtue Realm to do it...

Zhao Rong's teeth itch for a while.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a little ghost next to Qingjun that he could instigate rebellion...she might know.

At this time, Zhao Rong was resting on Concubine Zhao Ling's shoulder, his eyes turned, and he looked at the obedient and quiet Qing Jing beside the two of them.

Zhao Rong was overjoyed, and through the induction in the dark, he sent a message to the past.

It's just that Qingjing seems to be because the mind is too ignorant and naive, and some can't understand.

Zhao Rong was a little anxious, but he took the trouble to teach the "good girl", completely forgetting that not long ago he asked concubine Zhao Ling if she wanted to have a son.

Finally, Qingjing seemed to understand what he said, but after trying a few times, she couldn't convey the complete and coherent meaning of the sentence to him.

For a moment, Zhao Rong and Qingjing stared blankly.

The little thing was spinning around in the air anxiously.

And Zhao Rong was a little speechless, and thought that it would be great if he was a clever son.

Qing Jing seemed to sense his intentions, and turned around more and more anxiously.

At a certain moment, she stopped suddenly in the air.

The little girl with shofar braids and Xiaoru skirt twisted her body.

Zhao Rong opened his eyes and hesitated, what does this mean?
While he was wondering, a picture flashed across his mind.

Not long ago, on the way to Qinglianxuan, when Concubine Zhao Ling hugged Qingjing to her chest, the little girl was also like this now, her small body seemed to be a little uncomfortable twisting and turning!
In an instant, Zhao Rong had an epiphany.

At the same time, he also remembered some trivial things before.

For example, at the Nuanxi Yaji, when he asked Qingjun for Moyu, when Qingjun asked him to fetch it by himself, she held his arms with both hands, as if they were tightly tightened.

In addition, there are scenes of playing after class these days.

It turns out that these are Qing Jun's hints...

So, she is hanging Moyu on her chest?

Zhao Rong suddenly realized.

He glanced down subconsciously.

Something may be sandwiched between Zhao Rong and Qing Jun at this time...

This is really warm and fragrant nephrite.

In the next second, Zhao Rong embraced Concubine Zhao Ling with both hands in vain, holding her tightly.

Sure enough, he felt a bit of hardness in the softness.

Concubine Zhao Ling, who was hugging Zhao Rong quietly and tenderly, felt his strength, her eyes were puzzled, but immediately, she felt that Brother Rong's hands were becoming dishonest again, but he seemed to be in control and never embarrassed her, so Concubine Zhao Ling also let Zhao Rong be greedy.

Zhao Rong's hand moved upwards slowly at first, seeing that Qing Jun didn't stop him.

He was overjoyed.

Taking advantage of her momentary carelessness.

Leaning back to make room, a big hand grabbed up.

At this moment of light and flint, Qing Jun, who was already ice and snow smart, suddenly alerted Rong Er that Brother Rong was going to seize the jade, and her delicate body suddenly turned to the left.

In an instant.

The air quieted down.

Zhao Rong opened his mouth wide and gasped for breath.

Concubine Zhao Ling's almond eyes were wide open, her delicate body was stiff.

Because...Zhao Rong caught the wrong one...and didn't catch jadeite...

He went to sneak a glance at Qing Jun, but he couldn't see the expression anymore, she had lowered her head and buried her head in her chest.

Zhao Rong swallowed, "Qing..."

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly pushed him away, grabbed Zhao Rong's erroneous hand, lowered her head and bit his forearm, and immediately turned around and fled into the door in a hurry.

boom----!
The door was slammed shut.

There was only one Zhao Rong left, covering his hands in the cold wind and inhaling.

"hiss……"

He stared blankly at the erring hand.

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