Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 219 The stick produces a filial son

"Master, Long'er is so cold!"

There are many stone chambers in the tomb of the living dead, including a hive containing jade bees, a room with some daily necessities and sundries, and a secret room with several coffins. Within the ancient tomb, once someone dies, He will be put into the sarcophagus.

In addition, there are some rooms where everyone in the ancient tomb lives. But among all the stone rooms, the most important one is the one with the cold jade bed.

The Cold Jade Bed has a miraculous effect on cultivating internal energy and can be described as a rare treasure.

Late at night, everyone else in the Tomb of the Living Dead had fallen asleep.

Xiao Longnu's small body huddled together, sitting on the bone-chilling cold jade bed, calling out repeatedly.

"Master, if Long'er doesn't want to stay here, just let Long'er leave!"

A pair of talking eyes opened, looking eagerly at Lin Chaoying standing by the bed, with a hint of pleading in her delicate voice.

"No." Lin Chaoying stood beside Han Yu's bed, looking down at his poor apprentice. A hint of pity flashed away in the deepest part of his eyes, and then turned into determination. "You must sleep on the cold jade bed."

"Master." Xiao Longnu is still a little girl now, with a fragile body and has only just begun to learn internal skills.

Standing on the cold jade bed, it was really freezing. A pair of eyes as bright as the bright moon quickly filled with tears, and a few tears fell, and he said pitifully.

However, Lin Chaoying knew very well that when it comes to practicing martial arts, he must never be soft-hearted.

So under this situation, no matter how much Xiao Longnu begged, she could not move her master's cold and soft heart.

After staying for more than half an hour, relying on the meager internal strength in her body to keep out the cold, Xiao Longnu finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep.

His whole body curled up into a ball, lying on the cold jade bed.

"Alas!" Seeing her beloved disciple sleeping, Lin Chaoying couldn't help but sigh heavily, feeling a surge of pity in her heart. She took a few steps forward, stretched out her slender jade hands, spread out Xiao Longnu's little body, and put her jade hands away. On the smooth forehead, a gentle inner force was instilled.

With the help of Lin Chaoying's inner strength, Xiao Longnu fell into a deep sleep, and her little lips curled up subconsciously.

The brows that were originally knitted together relaxed as if instinctively.

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"Is Long'er asleep?" After confirming that Xiao Longnu was asleep, Lin Chaoying twisted her slender waist, walked gracefully, and turned towards another stone room.

When they entered this stone room, Zhu Hefeng was already waiting. When he saw her coming in, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and he said.

Lin Chaoying nodded lightly and said: "Yes."

"I finally fell asleep." Wuyouzi sat on a stone bench and sighed, with a bit of sadness in his expression.

"I'm not talking about you, Chaoying! Are you too strict with Long'er? She is still a child!" Lin Chaoying rolled her eyes at Wuyouzi and said angrily: "Isn't this what you proposed first? ?"

"You said that letting this girl come into contact with the Cold Jade Bed as soon as possible would be helpful for her internal strength cultivation? Now, you're running out to pretend to be a good person?"

"Really?" Hearing what Lin Chaoying said, Zhu Hefeng was not embarrassed at all and said innocently, "Did I say such a thing? Why don't I remember!"

"You!" Lin Chaoying was furious, clenching her pink and round plain hands, a little itchy, wanting to punch the opponent's head.

Zhu Hefeng's figure flashed, and he was already in front of Lin Chaoying. He slapped Lin Chaoying's jade-like shoulders and comforted:

"Chaoying, don't be angry. If you are too angry, you will age quickly!"

Swish!
  For a woman, a beautiful woman, or a beautiful woman of a certain age, the word "old" is really fatal.

In an instant, Lin Chaoying reacted instinctively, raised a hand and wiped it on her smooth cheeks.

Then he came to his senses, snorted angrily, and his expression became unkind, and said: "Wuyou, don't do this."

"You seem to have something on your mind?" Lin Chaoying leaned into Zhu Hefeng's arms and asked with a bit of worry in her tone.

Zhu Hefeng retorted: "What's on my mind? What can I have on my mind?"

"Hiding in this tomb of the living dead, with no worries about food and clothing, and living like a god every day, what can I worry about?"

"You still say you're not worried?" Lin Chaoying raised his head, the faint murderous aura in his sword eyes dissipated and made eye contact with his lover, "I really know you too well, what if you are not worried? Strange."

"Could it be that you are worried about the Huashan sword debate in two years' time?"

Mentioning the Huashan sword debate, Lin Chaoying's eyes showed a hint of worry: By then, everything should be settled.

Wuyouzi, Chongyangzi.

Decades of grievances, the weak and the strong between the Nine Yin Manual and the Nine Yang Manual, and the victory or defeat between Quanzhen Tao and Zhengyi Dao will all be finally settled.

Zhu Hefeng smiled and said indifferently: "Huashan Sword Discussing? Chaoying, you really think too much, I don't care about this!"

"I plan to go down the mountain."

"Going down the mountain?" Lin Chaoying was slightly startled after hearing what Zhu Hefeng said, "What are you doing going down the mountain?"

Zhu Hefeng said with an innocent face: "It's nothing, it's just that the show that has been arranged for more than ten years is about to begin."

At the end of the sentence, a hint of amusement flashed through those sword eyes.

(End of this chapter)