Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 102 End of Volume - Current Crime

Four days later.

East China Sea, Peach Blossom Island.

Huang Rong looked at the familiar scenery in front of her, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"Daddy, um, daddy..."

Chu Pingsheng held her waist from behind and gently rubbed his lower abdomen with his hand.

Huang Rong's body trembled slightly, but she did not avoid it and allowed him to rip off the oil in front of the boatman.

"Has Guo Jing ever done this?" he teased deliberately.

Her body was shaken just now, and now she was stiff. There was a trace of struggle in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

"No." Huang Rong shook her head, meaning that there was no such intimate behavior: "I said, as long as you help me get revenge, I will marry you. It doesn't matter whether it's big or small."

"Then I'll call you Mullet Zi at home from now on."

"Mullet roe? What do you mean? It sounds so unpleasant."

"It means good fertility."

"..."

"What a great message, be happy."

"..."

It seems that the third level of the succubus cultivation method has not completely transformed her into a succubus.

But think about it, the revenge for her father's death has not been avenged, and the succubus' cultivation of magic is a kind of inner demon attack. Corrupting people to the point of losing their self cannot be accomplished overnight.

Soon, the two arrived at the dock.

"Brother Ping, I still don't think Ouyang Feng can break my father's peach blossom formation."

"Is it?"

Chu Pingsheng pointed to the peach blossom tree next to the pier.

Huang Rongtiao took a closer look, and his expression changed. There was a mute servant's body lying on the ground. Judging from the stiffness, he must have died yesterday.

"Is Ouyang Feng really here?"

"Who can you blame? Dad gave Ouyang Ke the master map of the Peach Blossom Formation with his own hands."

"My father gave it to me?"

Before Ouyang Feng left the island, Huang Rong didn't come to see him off, so she naturally didn't know about Huang Yaoshi's gift of pictures.

"This is the fate of arrogance." Chu Pingsheng shook his head: "Lead the way."

Huang Rong didn't say anything. She led him through the Peach Blossom Array and arrived at the garden in the center of the island. Along the way, they met several corpses of mute servants. However, the two of them did not stop checking until they came to Jicui Pavilion and saw Ouyang Feng at a glance. I was concentrating on reading the second volume of the Jiuyin Sutra left by Chu Pingsheng to Huang Yaoshi.

"Ouyang Feng!" Huang Rong was furious when she saw that face: "Brother Ping."

Without saying a word, Chu Pingsheng drew out the Zhanlu Sword from behind his back, tapped the stone platform with his toes, came forward with the wind, and stabbed out with the sword.

Ouyang Feng was stunned by the sudden attack.

He never expected that Chu Pingsheng and Huang Rong, who were supposed to be enemies and were extremely jealous when they met, would actually join forces.

"Ke'er, let's go."

After the battle in the Royal Garden, he knew very well that he was no longer Chu Pingsheng's opponent. Faced with the current situation, the first thing he thought of was to escape and wait until he had thoroughly studied the content of the second volume of the Nine Yin Manual before he could regain his position.

"Leave? Have you left?"

Clang!
The Zhanlu sword and the snake staff intersected, making a crisp sound.

Ouyang Feng felt his hand heavy and almost lost his grip on the snake staff. He never expected that after a few days, Chu Pingsheng's skill would improve again, so he furiously activated his internal energy and used the Bengzi Jue to knock Zhan Lujian away.

Just when the strength was about to be unleashed, suddenly, the tip of the sword held by the snake staff released a head-numbing killing intent.

The sword energy takes shape?

A seemingly weak gray line shot out at an extremely fast speed.

puff!
Ouyang Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his mouth was bright red.

It was obvious that he had suffered severe internal injuries: "What...what is this?"

Chu Pingsheng said: "The Nine Yin Manual is wonderful."

This is true. It is indeed because of the Nine Yin Scriptures that he was able to infuse the Seven Absolute Shadowless Evils into external skills such as the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Iron Palm Technique. Now he has gone one step further and can use the sword energy to inspire .

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

Ouyang Feng grabbed the lower volume of the Nine Yin Manual. The cover was torn because his five fingers were so strong.

"I read it, and there is no record of swordsmanship at all. Even after practicing the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, there is no way to flip the joint. You are lying to me. You have been lying to me, right?"

"So you are so smart." Chu Pingsheng handed the Zhanlu Sword to Huang Rong and looked at the master who had been in the world for decades with a smile: "Yes, I lied to you because I have a problem."

"hang?"

What is hanging?
Ouyang Feng didn't understand what this "hang" meant.

However, Huang Rong would not give him a chance to delay time, and stabbed forward with Zhan Lu in hand.

puff.

The long sword came out of his body, and Ouyang Feng stared at her, leaning down beside the stone platform of Jicui Pavilion. He did not let go of the Nine Yin Scripture until his death.

Likewise, he never figured it out until his death, what was this "hook"? Is a secret book more powerful than the Nine Yin Manual?

"Dad, I avenged you."

The great revenge was avenged, Huang Rong collapsed on the ground. Chu Pingsheng glanced at Ouyang Ke, who was stumbling towards the rear courtyard, jumped up onto Jicui Pavilion, made several turns, and jumped down from a two-story building, blocking the path of the young master of Baituo Mountain.

"Where to go."

He reached behind him with his hand, grabbed the snake bone whip given to him by the Six Jiangnan Monsters, and swung it forward.

Ouyang Ke wanted to run for his life, but before he could think of it, he jumped up a foot, and his ankle was wrapped around him. A strong force came and dragged him back to the ground, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Chu Pingsheng walked over and touched his acupuncture point with his finger. He was immediately unable to move or speak.

"Young Master, do you still remember when you gave me a painting on your big ship? Speaking of which, that painting was really lifelike and vivid. It was Zhou Fang's work, right? What a pity... it was burned with fire. .”

Chu Pingsheng said with regret on his face: "It's not polite to come back but not return. How about I give you a gift that you will never forget?"

"..."

Ouyang Ke wanted to beg for mercy, but no sound came out of his mouth.

……

An hour later.

Huang Rong's embroidery building.

Chu Pingsheng held a glass of wine, opened the window, and patted the wooden table by the window.

"Huang Rong, if I'm not wrong, you should be sitting here, gnashing your teeth so many times, hating me to the core."

"Brother Ping, I...Rong'er couldn't hold a breath at that time. That's why I opposed you in every way. Now that I have promised to marry you, it's meaningless to talk about it anymore."

"What about Guo Jing?"

At the mention of this name, Huang Rong looked confused, with a hint of struggle in her eyes.

Yes.

What should Guo Jing do?
The two of them loved each other so much at first. After Chu Pingsheng won the bet, she even thought of committing suicide if Huang Yaoshi dared to marry her. But now... why is her heart-beating feeling for Guo Jing gone? Instead, she developed a crush on the man who had humiliated and bullied her before? Attachment?

She didn't know how to express her feelings. In short, she was very afraid that he would be unhappy.

"Guo Jing is the Mongols' golden sword consort, there is no way we can do that."

"Then what if Hua Zheng doesn't want to get married?"

Huang Rong's delicate body trembled, and her expression became more and more struggling. The corners of her mouth kept twitching, and she didn't know whether it was sadness or joy. Her eyes were clear and dim at times, as if she was enduring torture.

Chu Pingsheng chuckled and handed the cup over: "Here, to show your sincerity, feed it to me."

These words woke her up like a loud bell.

Yes, I have already agreed to marry him, so why do I still have to worry about Guo Jing's affairs.

Huang Rong's face instantly "cleared the clouds and saw the sun", she stepped forward, took the wine glass in his hand, raised her head, and put the wine in her mouth.

"..."

"Brother Ping, does it taste good?"

Huang Rong dipped the back of her hand into her chin, which was stained with wine, and looked at him with charming eyes.

"Delicious."

I go.

She actually seduce me.

This succubus' cultivation method is too perverted.

Chu Pingsheng laughed: "I haven't drunk enough, I want to drink more."

Huang Rong picked up the mutton-fat jade wine flask that was placed aside and filled the glass. Just as she was about to do the same, Chu Pingsheng suddenly reached out and stopped her.

"Let's play differently this time."

"playing what?"

He leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"Is this... okay?"

Even though she had transformed into the body of a succubus, she was still a 16-year-old girl after all. After hearing Chu Pingsheng's words, her face turned red to the point of burning.

Chu Pingsheng scratched her face: "What if you have that talent?"

At this point, even if she doesn't have the talent, the succubus physique can still give her that talent.

"..."

In the dark cave under the rockery outside the embroidery building, Ouyang Ke's mind went blank as he listened to the laughter and shouts coming from above.

Is this the return gift Chu Pingsheng gave him?

He gave him an erotic picture, and he played an erotic song to him?

The problem is, he really likes Huang Rong, otherwise he wouldn't ask his uncle to propose marriage shamelessly.

It's so abominable, so hateful, so fucking cruel.

Chu Pingsheng...I can't be a ghost...

Ok.

The thought in his mind was only halfway through when he suddenly found that he was somewhat reacting.

Not really.

Ouyang Ke stared blankly at the open window of the embroidered building, and listening to the two people's happy voices, he suddenly felt that he was too cheap, and then he discovered that "too cheap" and "eunuch" have the same pronunciation.

(End of this chapter)