Although Yang Zhen was indifferent to Qing Xiaoling these days and seemed indifferent, deep down in his heart, he had already regarded her as his own woman.
The two had skin-to-skin contact several times. Although the situation at that time was a bit of a show-off, Yang Zhen is not the kind of man who eats everything and refuses to admit his fault. What's more, after getting along for a long time, it is not difficult to find that Qing Xiaoling is innocent, kind-hearted, and a very simple woman. Boy, he actually likes it more and more.
Of course, that successful deception should have hurt the girl's innocent heart, so that every time the two met, Qing Xiaoling always raised eyebrows and had a bad look towards him.
He didn't care. Firstly, there were many things going on during this period and he couldn't care about this. Secondly, there was still a long time to come. As long as Qing Xiaoling stays in this bluestone space, are you still afraid of her escaping from her Wuzhishan?
I never expected that the little fox was actually a literary young girl. After reading the book, she actually wanted to imitate the plot of the book and go to the mortal world to have a vigorous love affair between humans and foxes.
How is this possible?
Is it possible that when you and the scholar are making love to each other, I have to play the flute outside the window to entertain you?
My uncle can't bear it, but my aunt can't!
Yang Zhen decided to take back Qing Xiaoling's turbulent heart.
But, how to do it?
Please tell me, how do I make a vixen fall in love with me wholeheartedly?
Waiting online! Seek a famous doctor!
He called over Zhao Yue'er and Zixue, the two closest girls, and of course, Yiyi, the light bulb, and everyone worked together.
"Sister Xiaoling used to like you so much. As long as you coax her well and be gentle and considerate, it will be fine." Zhao Yue'er encouraged her with confidence.
In Zixue's mind, the figure of the young man who faced the ghost alone in the depths of the underground palace appeared in his mind.
"Junior Brother Yang, you have to show your masculinity and be domineering when you should be domineering. You don't need to talk too much about girls. As long as you defeat her, she will definitely listen to you!"
Zixue suggested.
"No! My brother will be beaten to death by Sister Xiaoling!" Yiyi said worriedly, but there was a look of gloating on his face, and it looked wrong no matter what.
Yang Zhen blew her beard and glared at her.
Who said I can't beat Qing Xiaoling? Even though that girl is a fourth-level demon king, two realms higher than me, I know her depth clearly.
The little fox's main skill points are charm talent, and her actual combat level is average. I may not be able to handle her!
Whether it's hand-to-hand combat or stick fighting, I've experienced hundreds of battles, and I definitely have a chance to take advantage of it.
He weighed it for a long time. It was not that he didn't want to use Zhao Yue'er's method, but they didn't give him a chance at all!
So, let’s fight!
Knock her into submission!
…
The petition received a quick response.
"That big liar, he wants to be beaten so much? Great! My aunt's pink fist has been so thirsty for a long time!" The little fox sneered, full of domineering.
…
Somewhere in the space, on a vast expanse of grass.
A man and a woman stand opposite each other.
Two hundred feet away, Zixue, Zhao Yue'er, and Yiyi had their heads together. In front of them were a large number of fruits, snacks, and drinks.
Following Zixue's order, Yang Zhen, as the party with the lowest cultivation level, took the lead in attacking.
He moved with flexible steps, suddenly moving to the east and suddenly to the west, like a ghost, quickly approaching the girl.
The wishful stick was swung high in the hand.
Qing Xiaoling seemed to be thinking about something, standing still as if the old god was there.
Ten feet, five feet, three feet...the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.
When the distance between the two was less than half a foot, Qing Xiaoling finally moved.
Like a gust of breeze, it suddenly disappeared from his eyes.
The hair on Yang Zhen's body stood on end, feeling danger for no reason, and she ducked aside quickly.
It was already too late, a sharp pain came from the lower back, and I saw Qing Xiaoling flying up her legs
, kicking sideways on the young man's waist like a silver whip.
"Plop!" Yang Zhen fell heavily to the grass, her bones seemed to be falling apart, and she fell to the ground.
"Huh, silver pewter spearhead," the little fox clapped his hands, proudly saying, "Oh, it's getting late, and Li Lang's dinner hasn't been cooked yet!"
After saying that, he hummed a little tune and left, but no one noticed the cunning look in his eyebrows.
Yang Zhen couldn't bear it anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood along with the weeds in her mouth.
In the first competition, Yang Zhen was completely defeated!
…
The next day, it was still the same venue.
Qing Xiaoling's leg showed no mercy, but Yang Zhen's skin was rough and fleshy, and she had the energy of chaos to repair the injury. After a day, it was back to normal.
The two faced each other again.
This time Yang Zhen did not take the initiative to attack, her whole body was empty, her spirit was highly tense, and she caught every move of the opponent.
Qing Xiaoling is agile and has the talent of [Teleport], but in fact he lacks acquired training. His movements make a lot of noise. As long as you listen carefully, its traces are not impossible to grasp.
Yang Zhen dodged several whips from the girl.
Qing Xiaoling failed repeatedly, and her temper gradually became irritable. It seemed that behind Yang Zhen's cold face, she couldn't help but laugh at her, and she couldn't help but become angrier, and her movements became larger and larger.
After half an hour passed, Yang Zhen was not only unscathed, she could even fight back occasionally.
The wood-type magic was activated, and the weeds under his feet turned into vines, wrapping around the girl's delicate body.
This bit of binding power has little effect on the Demon King, but it can also slightly delay the opponent's actions, allowing Yang Zhen to deal with it more freely.
After fighting for a while, Qing Xiaoling suddenly stopped attacking, and after a while, a beautiful song sounded.
The girl's singing voice is as melodious as an oriole, like a lover whispering in the ear, with endless affection, making people forget everything and just want to stay and fly with the girl in front of them, rippling in the ocean of love together.
Yang Zhen looked obsessed, closed her eyes, and walked towards Qing Xiaoling involuntarily.
The girl's pretty face was full of energy, and her singing voice became more charming and charming.
A pink fist is ready to go.
In the stands, Zhao Yueer was anxious.
"Yiyi, go and warn Xiao Shitou, don't be fooled!"
For the sake of fairness, there is a soundproofing ban between the stands and the fighting arena. Of course, it is of no use to Yiyi.
However, Xiao Xiancao obviously had no intention of helping him cheat. His big eyes were wide open and his little face was full of excitement.
"There's a good show to watch!" she said enthusiastically.
Sure enough, when Yang Zhen came three feet in front of the girl and Qing Xiaoling's pink fist had just been swung out, the young man moved like a rabbit and suddenly leaned forward and hugged the girl.
One hand quickly grabbed the tail behind him.
Even though there were still several layers of gauze between them, Qing Xiaoling couldn't help but squeal at this grab.
The little fox was so angry that he hit Yang Zhen's chest hard with his pink fist, making the muscles on the man's face tremble.
The energy of chaos was quickly repaired. At the same time, Yang Zhen clenched her teeth and worked harder on her hands.
After receiving two more punches, Qing Xiaoling was finally defeated. Her cheeks were so red that she could almost bleed: "Brother Lang Jun, let go quickly, Ling'er doesn't dare anymore..."
Yang Zhen smiled evilly. At this time, he was also enticed by the girl. He picked up Qing Xiaoling and walked deep into the grass.
After a while, the grass undulated and clothes flew around, mixed with the girl's gasping and begging for mercy.
Zhao Yue'er was stunned.
Zixue's pretty face turned red, she chuckled and headed towards the ice cave.
Since returning to the Eastern Region, she has often gone here to quiet her heart.
Zhao Yue'er didn't have such a place. When she heard the sound coming from far away, she couldn't help but blush, feeling embarrassed and a little inexplicably angry.
After a long time, the grass stopped moving.
Yang Zhen dug out of the tall green grass, looking refreshed
Cool.
The girl's coquettish voice suddenly sounded in my ears:
"Little stone, roll over here!"
…
Yang Zhen was happy too early.
Although he won by luck yesterday, the method was far from fair. The little fox thought about it more and more after he went back, and became more and more unconvinced, so he proposed to continue the fight early this morning.
Then let's fight, whoever is afraid of whom.
The two of them were still on the grass.
What surprised Yang Zhen was that the girl was actually wearing armor, and her two fluffy tails were well hidden, making up for her biggest weakness.
It was not easy to handle now, Yang Zhen frowned.
The battle began and he was shocked again.
Qing Xiaoling obviously summed up the experience of the two days of fighting. At the beginning, he waved his jade hands and rolled up a large amount of yellow sand. He hid in the yellow sand and was ready to attack Yang Zhen at any time.
Yang Zhen was thrown into a panic and ran around the yellow sand to avoid it. However, as the yellow sand became denser and denser, this method soon became ineffective.
As a last resort, he once again controlled his consciousness within a one-foot radius like yesterday, feeling all kinds of subtle and complicated noises.
A pink fist poked out from the yellow sand. Yang Zhen sidestepped to avoid it, and the wind from her palm left a burning mark on her chest.
It's effective, but the reaction is not as sensitive as yesterday, and you'll get beaten if you're not careful.
The two of them walked back and forth in the yellow sand, banging and banging for half an hour.
Zi Xue's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and she commented: "Little Ling's understanding is not bad. With a little guidance, he will soon be able to rise to the level of fighting skills that a fourth-level demon king should have. He will be a big help to Junior Brother Yang in the future. "
He also commented on Yang Zhen: "Under heavy pressure, Junior Brother Yang has made great progress."
"The two of them compete like this, but they promote each other and make rapid progress!"
Yiyi bit into a piece of grilled fish fillet and nodded repeatedly.
Another half an hour later, the bruised Yang Zhen moved half a beat slower, and was finally knocked down by Qing Xiaoling's punch, falling on her back.
The little fox won the hard battle and snorted proudly, but instead of taunting like the day before, he jumped up and down to play with Zixue.
…
The fourth day
The initial process was almost exactly the same as yesterday. One was attacking everywhere in the yellow sand, while the other was cautious and responded with all his strength.
After half an hour, Yang Zhen was out of breath and staggered a little.
Finally, the girl's fist completely covered his right shoulder, making him unable to escape.
Yang Zhen stopped doing useless dodges, her muscles tensed up, and a trace of pride flashed across her face the moment her fist came close.
A wisp of green flame suddenly emerged from the chest, just in time to collide with the girl's pink fist.
"Ah——" Qing Xiaoling screamed, quickly took her hand back and shook it hard.
The flame looked very weak, but no matter whether she blew it with her mouth, washed it with magic, or rubbed it with a magic weapon, the flame was always burning on her right hand like a gangrene attached to the bone.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Qing Xiaoling's forehead, and his face was full of pain.
"You lost." Yang Zhen showed a victorious smile.
The young girl's face turned red and she glared at him. Suddenly her eyes turned red and tears started to fall down her cheeks.
Yang Zhen couldn't bear it and quickly urged: "Hurry up and admit defeat. If you do, I will take back the flames!"
"I won't!" Qing Xiaoling said angrily, "You're a big liar, you're a bully, you're a big bad guy, I won't give in to people like you!"
"Didn't you admit defeat the day before yesterday? Why can't you do it today?" Yang Zhen asked strangely.
"It was you who acted like a hooligan the day before yesterday, shameless! Today, I, I..." The girl burst into tears, suddenly shouted, and rushed towards him regardless.
Yang Zhen hurriedly stepped aside. The girl's unorganized charge posed almost no threat to him.
Qing Xiaoling Wang's eight fists danced wildly for a while, but not only was there no result, but the white bones inside were already visible where the green flames burned in his right hand. The pain in it, Yang Zhen had once refined this kind of flame, so it was natural that
Feel the same.
"It hurts so much!" Qing Xiaoling cried out.
"Silly girl." Yang Zhen sighed, strode towards the other party, and held the girl in her arms.
The wisp of green flames disappeared.
"Silly girl," Yang Zhen gently turned the girl's body around, looked at her pretty face, and said softly: "It's all my fault. I deceived you before and did things I couldn't do to you. I'll apologize to you now, okay?"
He held up the girl's injured hand, and used more than a dozen traces of chaotic energy to pass through it. The injury was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"If you are still angry, give me a good beating. I will never avoid it." He looked into the girl's eyes and said seriously.
Qing Xiaoling looked at the rapidly improving injury in surprise, and her tight little face gradually relaxed.
"You big liar," she cried loudly, "I hate you so much. You tricked people here, ignored me, and treated them like prisoners. You are the worst, and I hate you!" "
"Never again," Yang Zhen said while kissing the girl's tearful eyes: "From now on, this is your home, you can go wherever you want. Yiyi, Yue'er, Zixue, they are all you Good friends, we are all family, okay?"
"I don't want to live with a bad guy like you!" Qing Xiaoling turned her face to the side, but her expression didn't look like she was angry, but more like she was being coquettish or embarrassed.
Yang Zhen hugged her thin shoulders and stopped talking. The silence at this time was worth a thousand words.
After a while, Qing Xiaoling whispered: "I want to visit your empress in the future."
"Okay!" Yang Zhen said without hesitation, "I also want to visit Youyou, and I will accompany you then!"
"I don't want you to accompany me!" the girl said arrogantly, she raised her beautiful tearful eyes to look at the man, pursed her lips and spat: "Bad guy, thief."
"You stole my heart and stole it from my mother-in-law. You are the worst thief in the world, a heart thief!"
"Yes, I am a thief, a thief who specializes in stealing hearts," Yang Zhen said with a smile, "Not only will I steal your heart, but I will never give it back to you, because..."
He pointed to his chest: "I will put your heart here and keep it here forever. No one can take it away!"
PS: These bloody paragraphs at the end are very brain-burning, and I don’t know if they are written reasonably. Please enjoy reading them.
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