Yan Lingji's flames do not make people feel pain. The flames do not feel like wanton destruction. Instead, they are more like the heat and warmth brought by the sun. Zhang Ji feels that the temperature in his body is getting higher and higher. Even his skin turned red, as if he had just finished a strenuous exercise.
Not only that, this flame stimulated the blood energy in Zhang Ji's body little by little, making him feel the blood energy rising.
"When did you learn this skill?"
Zhang Ji gritted his teeth, feeling the unprecedentedly active blood in his body, and said through gritted teeth.
"A little trick I discovered after breaking through to the first-class realm." Yan Lingji's slender jade fingers gently crossed Zhang Ji's face, revealing a charming smile, "How is it, do you like it... This feeling of burning with desire... "
Zhang Ji didn't know how to describe this feeling, but he could vaguely feel that this method of stimulating blood energy was like treating him as a piece of iron being forged and smelted. At this time, beating him would have double the effect on his body. Exercise effect.
He looked at Yan Lingji with his bare eyes, his eyes filled with unkindness.
How to put it, Yan Lingji's idea was very good, but she ignored one of the most practical problems, that is...she couldn't defeat Zhang Ji alone.
Zhang Jiheng has practiced hard skills to the fourth level. Not to mention one Yanling Ji, even five Yanling Ji may not be Zhang Ji's opponent, let alone her fighting alone?
Talking on paper is just talking on paper and ignores this key factor.
As a loud song sounded like a duet with the nightingale's singing, the Snare Killer and the Mohist Divine Swordsman who were hiding in the dark turned around immediately and used their inner strength to form a barrier to block the sound.
Obviously, these snare killers and Mohist god-killing swordsmen that Zhang Ji brought back from Korea were so skilled in this matter that they were prepared at the first opportunity.
In fact, Zhang Ji often ignores time, place and the impact on the people around him, so they have long been used to it.
However, this is the first time in this courtyard, still in the bushes.
But when I think of it as Yan Lingji, it doesn't seem to be surprising.
The Baiyue people do not understand "Zhou Rites". Is there anything surprising about it regardless of the occasion or time?
"He and Yan's daughter prayed in Niqiu, and they got together and gave birth to Confucius."
Look, does anyone in the world dare to use this incident to denounce Confucius, the founder of Confucianism?
Only with a hard enough fist can you shut up others. Even if it is thousands of years later, no one will dare to gossip about you.
Zhang Ji has already initially possessed this qualification.
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There was no words all night. When Zhang Ji took the limp Yan Lingji out of the bushes, the sky was already slightly bright.
Yan Lingji's flame not only inspired Zhang Ji's blood, but also her own blood, otherwise she wouldn't have persisted until now.
After sending Yan Lingji back to her house, Zhang Ji lost interest.
He kept leaning on the ground, and his back was covered with leaves, grass, and dirt, mixed with sweat, making him itchy.
Moreover, Yan Lingji's method of stimulating blood energy is somewhat like stimulating people's energy in a short period of time. Although the blood energy is strong and burning at the time, it has certain side effects afterwards, and the fatigue caused by it is doubled. Even Xian Or time and cost increase.
When it came time to eat the morning meal, Zhang Ji, who had just finished bathing and changing clothes, realized a more serious price.
"Xi'er, come and try this meat pie. The meat inside is lamb meat sent from Beidi County. This is a famous delicacy in Xianyang."
Zhang Ji grabbed Chao Xiang's small hand that was as cold as jade and thoughtfully handed him a piece of meat pie, his expression full of flattery.
But Chao Tide just sat quietly in front of his desk, shook off Zhang Ji's hand, and scooped up a mouthful of meat soup from his bowl with a wooden spoon. The fragrance of orchids was slightly spit out from the mouth of the sandalwood, blowing and steaming. on the meat soup, and then put it into the red lips, with a cold expression and elegant posture, ignoring the dog man who was holding up his own bowl of meat soup and crowding around her in vain.
As soon as she returned to the mansion yesterday, she ordered the maid sent by Ying Zheng to boil water for her, bathe with rose petals, lit incense in the house, put on a purple gauze skirt, and wanted to have at least one with Zhang Ji. Scored three times.
And just as she was lying on the bed waiting for Zhang Ji's arrival, she found that Zhang Ji had not come yet.
After some inquiring, I found out that Zhang Ji had gone to Jing Salamander's house.
Although she was a little disappointed, Chao Xiang felt that she was one of the main wives after all and should be generous in her own way.
Although Jing Salad was also Zhang Ji's official wife, she was still a virgin. This kind of thing was somewhat absurd, but Zhang Ji could understand why he went to accompany Jing Sala, an inexperienced woman, first.
After waiting for several hours, Zhang Ji finally walked out of Jing Salamander's room. Chao Xiang relit the incense with joy, preparing to welcome Zhang Ji's arrival. Who knew that Zhang Ji let her pigeon go again, but Yan Lingji, the The woman was abducted.
Chao Xiang glanced at Mrs. Hu and Hu Meiren beside him, and then at the empty seat diagonally opposite.
Yan Lingji worked hard all night and went to bed at dawn. She is still asleep now. She didn't even come to eat the morning meal. Instead, she asked the maid to leave a portion in the kitchen and send it to Yan Lingji's room when she wakes up. .
Chao Xiang secretly thought to himself, she was also a Baiyue woman, but there was a difference between being from a noble family and being from a rough family. People who abide by the rules and knew their superiority would not be able to do this kind of thing like competing with their first wives for food.
However, Chao Xiang is not really that fussy, and she won't get angry over such a trivial matter. After all, she is the wife, and Yan Lingji is just a concubine.
What she wants is Zhang Ji's attitude.
Having just left Korea, unlike the Tide Banshee who used to hold part of the power of the Tide Family and Nightfall, she is now just Tide.
Having lost a lot of power and left her hometown, she was more or less as sad as Yan Lingji, worried that everything in front of her would come to nothing.
This kind of thing seems to be just a small matter. If she doesn't show any attitude, then Zhang Ji won't pay attention to it and may gradually favor Yan Lingji. Zhang Ji's attitude is also very important. If she shows dissatisfaction but Zhang Ji doesn't respond, then it will be really dangerous.
Fortunately, Zhang Ji's attitude remained the same as before, and there was no change from when he was in South Korea.
After Zhang Ji finished speaking, a smile finally appeared on Chao Xi's cold and arrogant face.
Of course, it is not enough to use this sharp tongue only during the day.
Tonight, she wanted to give Zhang Ji some different experiences.
What does it feel like to be burning with desire?
Oh, she wanted Zhang Ji to know that even if she was no longer the Chao Banshee, she, Chao Xiang, was still the "Queen"!
(End of chapter)
