After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 65

[Chapter 65 boudoir music]

Zheng Wan opened her eyes.

The dusky sun passed through the screen window and fell on the table in front of the couch, leaving an afterimage on the ground.

There was no one in the house, Cui Wang was not there, and the “tuk-tuk-tuk” sound of Awan’s wooden legs hitting the ground kept echoing in his ears.

She was a little thirsty, so she reached out and touched the tea cup on the table and took a sip. The water was still warm.

When the tea cup was returned, the cuffs of the white coat slipped past the water stains on the table. Zheng Wan was stunned for a while, only to realize that at some point, she had changed into a set of men’s coats, a wide and large style, plain white. The collar is meticulously tied.

It must be Cui Wang who put it on her.

“You’re awake.”

Granny Jhin said something.

“What time is it?”

“You have slept all day at three quarters of the hour.”

Zheng Wan rarely froze for a while before sinking her soul into her dantian to check.

Seeing this, I couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. After a night of torment, the tiny spots on the primordial root lost only a small fingernail.

“Mother-in-law, it doesn’t look very good.”

“Try to run Yuan Li.”

Zheng Wan sat up according to the words and started to run the “Moxu Jing”.

This operation, immediately noticed the difference.

The Bing Yuanli surrounding her became more lively. They were like an army charging into battle. According to her command, they circulated in the body for a week, but in one night, the twenty-second and twenty-three orifices that had been silent before turned out to be. are full.

The connection between her and Bing Yuanli seems to be closer. To use an analogy, if she used to be a good friend, she would probably add the word “good” now.

“This is the role of Yuangen.”

“That is to say… This Yuangen qualification can actually be improved? If I find a large living mysterious ice flame in the future and refine it, Yuangen will be promoted to Immortal Grade?”

“Little girl, at a young age, she can still dream.”

Granny Jin sneered, “It’s a blessing that you can get the essence of Ruiji and get through the trick.”

“If you want to raise this Heavenly Rank Yuangen to Immortal Rank, how can a single mysterious ice flame be enough? You also need a Tongtian Pill, and five rank nine return spirit grasses. If the alchemy sect cannot be refined, it is the nine-turn revival spirit grass, which was born in the void and guarded by the void beast.

“…A place of nothingness?”

Zheng Wan heard the name familiar, but she couldn’t remember it in her mind.

After thinking about it for a while, the gold bricks began to line up and smashed into her sea of consciousness again, causing her eyes to see gold stars, holding her head in a fog, and it took a while to turn around.

After getting up and staying, drinking a cup of tea and calming down, Zheng Wan walked to the dressing table and sat down.

The mirror in the Xuan Cang Realm is much clearer than the bronze gilt mirror in the Mortal Realm, and it can illuminate people in detail.

At this time, a young woman was reflected in the mirror, with the appearance of a jacaranda in snow, but her face was slightly pale, but she looked a little clear. Zheng Wan smiled at the mirror, and the person in the mirror smiled at her.

The benefits of cultivating the Dao are also real.

Zheng Wan thought happily.

“Mother-in-law didn’t lie to you, right?” Grandma Jin said, “This “Moxu Jing” is to forge a person’s foundation to the best.”

“What does that mean?”

Zheng Wan didn’t understand.

“People are born with a certain number, and the bones and skins have been engraved, but the “Moxu Jing” can develop the bones and skins within this fixed range to the extreme that it can develop.”

Zheng Wan understood:

“In other words, although it is impossible for Danfengyan to cultivate into peach blossom eyes, it can become the most beautiful Danfengyan.”

“…Almost,” said Granny Jin, “when the “Moxu Jing” is cultivated to the Mahayana, the real ice and snow are the gods, and the jade is the bones.”

Zheng Wan’s interest in “Mo Xu Jing” suddenly rose to the highest level. She sat in front of the mirror and began to take care of the three thousand troubles hanging behind her head.

This is what Cui Wang saw when he entered the door, a woman with black hair in plain clothes, with an ivory comb on her fingertips, combing her hair one by one.

“Cui Wang, you’re back.”

Zheng Wan turned her head, her eyes suddenly curved into two crescent moons.

“Well.”

Cui Wang nodded, but saw her waving at him, “Come and brush my hair.”

Zheng Wan confidently shoved the comb into his hand:

“You mess up, you comb.”

Cui Wang looked down at the black crow’s long hair, which was thick and full. At this time, it was draped softly behind his head, and was blown, swayed, and swayed again and again by the wind.

“Will not.”

he said.

The fluffy ivory comb in his hand had already passed through the woman’s plump black hair.

Zheng Wan smiled and said:

“It’s good to comb.”

Cui Wang lowered his eyes and brushed her head earnestly, again and again. When he lowered his eyes, the ends of his eyes were extraordinarily long and narrow, and his eyelashes were like crow feathers, revealing a kind of gorgeousness that was completely different from Leng Jun.

Zheng Wan admired it for a while, then listened to him:

“All right.”

She touched her hair with satisfaction, and indeed there were no thorns at all. Contrary to what she thought in the mortal world, women who practice Taoism will tie their hair when they should be knotted.

“Give me another eyebrow.”

Zheng Wan said with a smile.

“Will not.”

Cui Wang put the comb back on the dresser with a slap, but before he moved, he called a soft cat to grab his wrist, Zheng Wan looked at the bronze mirror, and a thin and thin wrist grabbed him, “Thrush .”

She pouted and said unhappily, her cherry-like lips seemed to be dyed with juice.

Cui Wang looked at his wrist that could be broken by raising his hand, and felt that he had been pampering her too much recently.

“It’s not well drawn.”

he said.

“It doesn’t matter,” Zheng Wan said delicately, “I like you to draw me.”

She raised her head, her eyebrows were naturally charming and romantic, and she didn’t forget to take a black pen and put it to him: “Quickly draw, quickly draw.” She was actually looking at Cui Wang’s unmoving appearance. Happy, I couldn’t help but want to toss and toss him.

“Hey.”

Seeing that Cui Wang didn’t move, Zheng Wan curled her lips unhappily, “If you don’t paint, you won’t paint.”

When he wanted to get up, he was pressed against the stool by a force. Cui Wang controlled her shoulders, forcing her not to get up. He leaned over and took a thin black pen to paint her eyebrows.

Zheng Wan looked up at him, and the cold silk sleeves slipped across her cheeks, causing a numbness.

She shrank back subconsciously, but her head was shackled:

“do not move.”

Zheng Wan did not move.

She suddenly recalled the old things. When he was in the mortal world, he painted her eyebrows. Speaking of which, the two of them also worshipped in a fake manner.

“Cui Wang.”

“kindness.”

“Don’t draw crookedly like you did last time.”

“…”

Cui Wang gave a light “uh”, and after a long while he finished writing, he turned her head back to the bronze mirror and motioned her to look.

Zheng Wan looked at the bronze mirror, and there was a pair of shadows in the bronze mirror.

Cui Wang stood behind her, with his hands on her shoulders, his lacquer-like eyes were looking intently at her in the mirror. At first glance, they looked like a loving couple.

Zheng Wan drew her attention to the pair of eyebrows, her brows were like willows, from beginning to end, she couldn’t pick out a single fault.

“It’s very well drawn.”

She stroked her brows in admiration, “Did you do it on purpose last time?”

“…”

Cui Wang ignored her, raised his hand and took a round box from the makeup gown, opened it, dipped a little on his fingertips, and gently lifted Zheng Wan’s chin.

When the cold fingertips landed on her lips, Zheng Wan raised her head in amazement:

“you……”

She asked hesitantly, “What are you doing?”

“do not move.”

Cui Wang lowered his eyes, and a little bit of mouth fat on his fingertips fell onto her soft lips and rubbed lightly.

She raised a small face, her skin was as white as snow, and her lips were dyed with a layer of glossy mouth grease, like a plump and juicy pomegranate, and it would be juicy when she took a bite.

Cui Wang’s throat moved, but he heard her still pouting and complaining, opening and closing her mouth non-stop, a surge of confusion rose up, he wanted to use something to seal her mouth.

“Shut up.”

Zheng Wan blinked:

“Cui Wang?”

The answer to her was a deep kiss that almost touched her throat. Cui Wang kissed her for a long time, until she had sucked all the sweet mouth fat between her lips, and then raised her head:

“First year.”

“…”

Zheng Wan understood immediately.

Before answering, he was pressed onto the dressing table, and the men’s shirt was pulled open with a gentle pull.

“Cui Wang!”

Lying on the cold dressing table was uncomfortable, Zheng Wan thought randomly as she clutched the black head on her chest.

The moon quietly hid in the clouds, and a shadow fell on the green screen window. Awan looked up and saw that the shadow was weird…

Oh, stupid Awan can’t think of it.

“Real?”

“True monarch?”

Awan shouted.

Before the second sound came out, he was thrown far away by a force and fell into the next courtyard wall.

Awan turned around for a while, and found that he couldn’t enter the moon gate he just came out of, so he didn’t embarrass himself, and jumped around to catch stubborn earthworms.

Moonset.

sunrise.

Sunset.

Moonrise.

When the morning light shone on the earth and Awan pulled the Moon Gate to look in again, the door of the courtyard next door opened with a creak.

“True monarch?”

He was jumping up and down, but who knew that the True Monarch didn’t look at him, but stood under a tree and kept looking at a fruit. Awan wanted to tell Zhenjun that the fruit was not ripe and could not be eaten, when the door opened again.

The beautiful Zheng Zhenren also came out.

Awan let out an “Ouch”, but who knew that Zheng Zhenren ignored him, and she also secretly wore Zhenjun’s clothes, not ashamed.

Zheng Wan really didn’t notice Awan, she slowly walked towards Cui Wang:

“Are you going?”

Cui Wang gave a light “uh”:

“The agreement is one day.”

Just one day.

Like she wants to keep him more.

Zheng Wan secretly curled her lips and said “oh”, thinking that she was still coaxing this person a lot, she took out the sword spikes she had made earlier from the storage bag:

“Here, send you.”

A snow-colored sword spike hangs on the white fingers.

When the wind blows, the tassels on the sword spikes ripple with snow-colored light and shadow.

She had given him a red sword spike when she was in the mortal world, but when she saw the so-called “frightening feather, like a dragon”, she felt that the red color was very tacky and unworthy of it. , This newly made sword spike was made by a spider silk called a snow spider. Although it was useless, a large amount of low-level primeval stones was more beautiful.

Cui Wang’s throat moved, and he reached out to take it:

“Thank you.”

“Bring it.”

Zheng Wan said with a smile.

Cui Wang didn’t say a word, and she didn’t care. The gift was delivered, and the task was completed, so she waved her goodbye, and returned to the Nuan Pavilion to digest the Yuan force that she got this time.

Looking inside the soul consciousness, I found that this time, the twenty-fourth orifice was actually filled.

The stronger the desire, the more forbidden it is, and the faster the cultivation will improve.

While these words were in her mind, she subconsciously thought of Cui Wang.

“What do you want him to do?”

Granny Jin disapproved and said, “Men in the world are all unfortunate, don’t need to read too much.”

“Mother-in-law, are you out?”

“Well, that friend of yours is a good trick, and you won’t let anyone see it when you go back and forth.”

Granny Jhin warned her not to be tempted.

“It’s not tempting, I’m thinking… This so-called skin-to-skin relationship is really mysterious.” Zheng Wan raised her lips, “This person took off his clothes and exposed himself in front of others. than others…”

She paused, “A little more difference.”

“So, you have nostalgia for your enemy?”

“Not at all.”

Zheng Wan looked out the window, the flowers and trees were blooming outside the warm pavilion, “It’s like there is a bunch of flowers where I often go, I watered it a few times myself, and talked to it a few times, then this flower is different from other flowers. Flowers are a little different. But if I want to pick them any day, I just pick them.”

“I think the same is true for Cui Wang.”

Compared with the passiveness last time, Cui Wang resisted a lot less this time, and it could even be regarded as active. He seemed… to have a desire for her, and this desire had a little bit of uncontrollable restlessness.

Sometimes, she even had an illusion that Cui Wang was a little happy about her body.

“You’re right.”

Granny Jin suddenly sighed, “In this world, even in a business relationship like a client and a prostitute, if the client only visits one prostitute for a long time, there will be some special friendship between the two.”

Zheng Wan said angrily, “Mother-in-law!”

“Is the little girl shy?”

Granny Jin laughed loudly, “Actually speaking, you’re not at a loss for such a high-quality product.”

“By the way, where is he… Shen Shen?”

“…”

Zheng Wan blushed and thought, it must be Shen.

It’s quite a knockout.

It’s just that Cui Wang didn’t allow her to look at it, and always wrapped himself up tightly.

Cui Wang did not return to the place of experience, but went back to the sect first.

He opened the ground of the training room, buried a thousand-year-old mysterious steel plate at a depth of ten feet, and took out a rectangular box.

There was a begonia on the sandalwood box, which was covered with a layer of anti-corrosion talisman paper. When it was opened, there was a red sword ear lying quietly inside the box.

After watching it for a while, he smoothed the snow-colored sword spikes he received today and put them in together.

After sticking the rune paper, the sandalwood box was buried in the ground again, covered with a solid layer of soil, and then covered with the bluestone slab.

The old ancestor looked at him coldly:

“You put it in the Qiankun bag and you’re done? Bury it in the ground, what does it mean?”