Bad people: who is not a descendant of Li Tang

Chapter 333 Suppression and Absorption

In a square pavilion in a palace garden, there are three teacups on the table, and the fragrance of tea is lingering, so refreshing.

Li Jing covered her eyes, held a tea cup in front of her eyes, and pretended to be calm as she looked at Jiang Chen opposite him through the smell of tea.

"Why has your Majesty been avoiding me these past few days——"

There was a hint of sadness on Jiang Chen's foxy face, whose skin was as thick as cream.The originally weak voice was also particularly lonely at this time. If you look carefully, you can still see a crystal sparkle in the corner of your eye.

Yelv Zhiwu, who was sitting obediently next to Li Jing, hummed slightly, then tilted his head slightly and looked at the former curiously.

hiss……

Seeing Jiang Chen's adorable appearance, Li Jing's scalp suddenly exploded.Those who didn't know the situation thought that there was some unexplainable love dispute between them.

Fortunately, the Empress and the others were not here. Otherwise, even if they jumped into the Yellow River, they would not be able to wash themselves out.

But there was still no trace of guilt on his face, and he just smiled and said: "Zi Zu is joking, I have just been busy with government affairs these days, and I was too busy for a while, so why am I hiding from Corpse Zu..."

"Your Majesty, there is no need to say anything...I understand, I understand everything——"

The pitiful Jiang Chen gently wiped his tears and looked away.

Yelu Zhiwu curled her lips secretly, but she just reached out with her bare hands and poured herself another cup of hot tea.

Then after thinking about it, he poured a glass for Li Jing thoughtfully, and then sat beside him without interjecting.

Li Jing, on the other hand, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He glanced at the dozen maids and eunuchs who were waiting outside the pavilion and waved.

"You all go down."

"According to the purpose..."

The dozen or so people in the palace slowly retreated without raising their heads.

Li Jing took the tea handed over by Yelv Zhiwu, took a slow sip, and asked in deep thought: "Then why did the Corpse Ancestor come today?"

"Ugh--"

The surrender sighed, and turned around, with a teardrop still on his face that I still felt sorry for.

The emperor couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt in his heart. He had indeed been avoiding his subordinates on purpose these days. The key was that he still asked others to find a way to deal with the problems in his body - he was indeed too much of a bastard.

He took a silk handkerchief and handed it to the surrender, and said seriously: "These days, I have lost etiquette and neglected the Corpse Ancestor. I ask the Corpse Ancestor not to take it to heart. After this incident, I will thank you again." Corpse Ancestor.”

Yelv Zhiwu lowered his head and drank his own tea.

The tea that the Emperor of Central Plains drank was indeed good tea.

Jiangchen took the handkerchief, but did not wipe the tears on his face, but forced a smile.

"I know my identity, so I don't dare to blame His Majesty. It's just that my Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art has made some progress in the past few days, and I have always wanted to find a time to show it to Your Majesty..."

Li Jing became interested: "Have you become the Corpse Ancestor?"

Jiang Chen nodded lightly: "During this period, I used myself as an experiment and made some improvements to the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art."

The emperor felt even more guilty.

He immediately stood up and said sincerely: "I will always remember the love of the corpse ancestor. From now on, if the corpse ancestor has a need, as long as I can do it, I will definitely agree."

"Good to say, good to say."

Jiangchen wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, and then put it into his arms under Li Jing's gaze.

It seems that Chi Meng gave it to me...

Li Jing's head froze and she couldn't figure out why this dignified corpse ancestor was still snatching handkerchiefs.

Peach blossom eyes squinted at Yelv Zhiwu, who was as quiet as a white lotus next to him, and Jiang Chen stood up.

"Actually, if Your Majesty wants to make it quick, there is another way."

Li Jing looked forward to it: "I wonder what the Corpse Ancestor said, so what can he do?"

Jiangchen looked at Yelu Zhiwu and said slyly: "The great shaman may know-"

The latter's sword eyebrows stood upright and his blazing red eyes looked back at the surrendered minister, as if he had guessed something.

Li Jing frowned.

Gently caressing his face, Jiangchen's peach blossom eyes blinked slightly.

"I wonder if the great shaman is curious about where half of his lost internal energy went?"

Li Jing's eyes twitched, remembering what Yelv Zhiwu asked him just now.

He put his hands behind his hands and thought carefully about the purpose of surrendering.

As for Yelu Zhiwu, who was looked at with a little complacency by the surrendered minister, a layer of anger had already appeared on his pretty face at this time, and even his cheeks seemed to be flushed with anger.

But she was just annoyed for a moment, then lowered her head and loosened her grip on the tea cup.

She snorted: "Not curious."

The smile on the surrendered minister's face froze for a moment, she was a little unbelievable: "Aren't you curious why the internal force disappears!?"

Yelu Zhiwu took a gentle breath of tea and raised her head strangely, a little surprised by the woman's suddenly louder voice.

She opened her lips lightly and said softly: "I'm not curious."

Jiangchen narrowed his beautiful eyes.

The next moment, she leaned down, pressed her hands hard on the table, leaned forward, and looked at Yelu Zhiwu.

"Honestly! How can you not be curious when such a large amount of internal energy has disappeared!?"

Yelv Zhiwu raised his head, a little confused: "I can just practice again, it's not that difficult. After a serious injury, it is normal for the Dantian to be damaged and the internal energy to dissipate. There is nothing to be curious about."

This damn Mobei barbarian!

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth, and the sound came out from between her teeth.

"伱-so-odd!"

Li Jing, who was still thinking beside him, was stunned.

Is this, this, this, the usually extremely elegant Corpse Ancestor!

Moreover, why does he always feel that these two people who have nothing to do with each other are so explosive?

Before he could react, the minister over there was already gushing out one sentence after another.

"You must be curious!"

"Your meridians have been severed, your dantian has been damaged, and most of your internal energy has indeed dissipated! But after being re-healed by my extraordinary method, your internal energy will only gather again and slowly return to its peak."

"But you must be very curious these days, why more than half a month has passed, and your strength is only [-]% of its peak, and your strength has also dropped a lot... And you must be curious about this!"

Li Jing looked solemn and sat down slowly.

But Yelv Zhiwu suddenly stood up, his eyebrows raised and his fists clenched tightly.

"Is it your fault?"

"Just say you're curious——"

Jiang Chen finally felt proud and sat back gracefully.

Yelv Zhiwu was so angry that her simple mind couldn't figure out why Jiang Chen did this.

Regardless of her appearance, she stepped on the stool with one foot and looked bitterly at Jiang Chen opposite her, who was crossing her chest and arms.

The latter looked calm and took a sip of warm tea leisurely and elegantly, as if she was not worried that a fist would fall on her face next moment.Li Jing was a little worried. He now had a clear idea of ​​Yelu Zhiwu's temperament.

This girl is a person who accepts death and never speaks out. Could it be that she already thinks that Jiang Chen is provoking her?

If he hadn't been here, the two of them wouldn't have started fighting, right?
After pinching her brows, Li Jing stood up, grabbed Yelv Zhiwu's slender waist, and pulled her back.

d(д)!

The skin of Yelu Zhiwu's whole body froze instantly, and her fair jade neck could be seen suddenly turning pink, and there was even a tendency to spread towards her cheeks.

It wasn't until Li Jing put her back on the stool that she realized what she was doing. She snorted and pushed the emperor away who smelled the fragrance.

The smile on Jiang Chen's face froze.

She suddenly felt that she was at a disadvantage again...

Biting her back molars, the expression on her face turned into a warm smile again.

Sister doesn't care!

Over there, after calming down Yelu Zhiwu who almost went berserk, Li Jing looked at Jiang Chen with curiosity.

"According to the Corpse Ancestor's words - was her internal power absorbed by you? Or was it someone else?"

In fact, he just guessed that it was Yuan Tiangang who was responsible.

It can't be that the marshal is worried that Yelvzhi's dance will seek opportunities to harm him, the emperor, right?

But after thinking about it, it felt a little different.

The commander really wanted to destroy Yelu Zhiwu, so he couldn't let Jiang Chen repair her Dantian.

Jiangchen crossed his legs and folded them on the other plump thigh.

"Please don't get me wrong, Your Majesty. This inner power was indeed absorbed by me, but it was only used as a test -"

She twirled the ends of her purple-red hair and teased the somewhat angry Yelu Zhiwu: "As for the Great Shaman's strength, I can find time to use secret techniques to help her recover."

"No need!"

Yelu Zhiwu had a pretty face and coldly refused.

Jiangchen didn't take it seriously, spread his fingers, and trimmed his long and beautiful nails.

Li Jing always felt that he was a bit out of place with this environment.

I don’t know what these two girls are choking on!
After pondering for a moment, he asked: "The Corpse Ancestor used her pure Yang internal energy to conduct experiments?"

"Of course, yin and yang harmonize."

Li Jing was a little surprised: "Zombie Ancestor, do you need it too?"

"...Sometimes it's always necessary."

Li Jing suddenly realized, and then frowned: "In other words, the Corpse Ancestor can absorb this domineering internal force in my body, and then directly eliminate its threat."

The surrendered minister snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is very understanding. That is exactly what I meant."

Yelu Zhiwu turned her head disdainfully.

Li Jing held her chin with her hand: "It's indeed a good idea, but I'm afraid..."

Jiangchen smiled sweetly: "Your Majesty, please let me try it first."

"Then let's try."

Li Jing did not hesitate and stood up immediately, preparing to call people to find a secluded palace room.

Jiangchen said softly: "Just give it a try, we can do it here."

"Okay, what do I need to do?"

"Sit down."

Li Jing still didn't understand: "What?"

The next moment, he saw purple light start to flash from the surrendered minister's palm, just like lightning, rolling and flickering.

He looked solemn and sat down again.

Yelu Zhiwu was playing with the tea cup, looking thoughtful.

"out."

Jiang Chen turned sideways slightly, and the tenderness on his face instantly disappeared, turning into a serious look.

She raised her palm, and the flashing purple light went towards Li Jing.

One touch after another, it pierced into the emperor's body like silver needles, and then spread all over his skin, covering his entire chest.

Li Jing's heart immediately felt a faint tingling sensation.

He could feel that the internal energy in his dantian was boiling instantly.

And that extraordinarily domineering pure Yang internal force.

"Plop, plop, plop—"

His heart was beating extremely fast, but Li Jing had no time to care. The veins on the back of his hands had popped out.

Pain, cramping, marrow-pulling pain!
One internal force after another keeps surging outward, just like skin, flesh and bones tearing apart, so that all the cells in the body are resisting, but in the end they are powerless.

Wisps of pure golden light, like sunlight, continued to pour into Jiang Chen's body along the purple light stream.

Yelv Zhiwu, who had been watching quietly next to him, looked solemn.

Because she saw that neither of them seemed very relaxed.

Needless to say, Li Jing closed his eyes as if his teeth were about to be broken. If he hadn't been struggling to hold on, the energy in his body would have destroyed the square pavilion in an instant.

But the witch seemed to be in some pain.

Her face was flushed, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and even her palms were trembling slightly.

Yelu Zhiwu hesitated whether to interrupt them.

But the one who was more horrified than her was Jiang Chen.

She was suppressing the internal energy that was raging wildly in her body, and she felt very uncomfortable.

She couldn't understand why Li Jing looked so painful when she clearly used gentle methods.

Also, how could his inner strength be so domineering!
"Well--"

The two of them were interrupted instantly, Jiang Chen suddenly let out a muffled snort, and his pretty face turned pale.

Li Jing opened his eyes in an instant, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes.

His heart felt as if it was going to explode just now.

"Your Majesty, you, how come you have someone else's inner power in your body——"

Jiangchen's legs were a little weak, so he sat back and frowned.

Li Jing sighed.

What he wanted to say just now was that it was difficult for him to suppress his inner strength, so how could it be absorbed by others.

What's more, this is the internal force in the bead.

"Zombie Ancestor, give me the Nine Nether Xuantian Divine Art."

(End of this chapter)