"Forget it, let's leave these matters to Xiao Dengzi."
"I'm just responsible for watching."
Li Xuan shook his head and touched Deng Weixian's window, preparing to wait for him to fall asleep before going in to make out with his little darlings.
An hour later.
Li Xuan, who was full of wine and food, staggered out of Deng Weixian's window, his face full of satisfaction.
Drink when you are awake and sing when you are drunk.
Drink unlimited amounts of Linhu Essence and Blood, which is great!
It was a joy to drink it for Li Xuan.
He didn't drink enough today. According to the amount he drank yesterday, he stopped after five sips.
But this drink was just right, but it made him more cheerful than drinking too much.
The further Li Xuan walked, the more he became more and more excited. He couldn't help but jump on the wall and meow meowly singing.
Who can hate being drunk during a song? The wine is still lingering when you return after singing.
Li Xuan just meowed all the way back to Jingyang Palace, very happy.
Thinking about having such good days in the future, let alone the feeling in my heart.
It's almost as sweet as honey.
But Li Xuan did not completely indulge in enjoyment.
Today, because Deng Weixian's godfather was there, he couldn't practice with him there.
He didn't drink too much tonight because he wanted to sleep after he came back to practice.
Li Xuanmiao shut up when she reached the door of the house.
Otherwise, Ankang and Yu'er would be woken up, and they would think that he was being bullied and come out to look for him.
Li Xuan came to the spacious courtyard of Jingyang Palace and looked up at the big silver plate on his head.
The ground was sprinkled with a layer of silver light, which shone brightly.
The clear breeze and bright moon are like showers of compassion.
Li Xuan took a deep breath and started practicing tonight.
Perhaps it was because he was in a good mood. The more he played, the more energetic he became, and the more he played, the more comfortable he became.
The cold tiger essence and blood that had just been absorbed in the body was quickly digested and turned into a stream of cold breath flowing everywhere.
Driven by the moves of the blood-slaying tiger claws, these powers were gradually gathered together and turned into pure ice-cold breath.
Li Xuan swung out a claw, scattering several lines of light white mist in the void.
The white mist lingered for a long time, and finally turned into dust and fell to the ground, making a soft sound that was hard to catch.
After striking the blood-slaying tiger claws once, he did not stop, but continued the cycle.
Li Xuan has entered a state of selflessness and cannot sense changes in the outside world. He just follows the reaction of his body and instinctively performs one sharp move after another.
His momentum became stronger and stronger, and a special pressure gradually spread.
The cold breath in his body grew rapidly and slowly gathered into a solid force within his body.
Li Xuan could no longer suppress the restlessness of strength in his body, and he lunged forward, grabbing the ground with his claws.
"Bah-"
The gravel splashed, and with a soft sound, Li Xuan's claws tore open the floor tiles like tofu.
The strength contained in the claws did not diminish at all, and continued to penetrate deep into the ground, leaving several crisscrossing deep cracks.
And then, a layer of frost climbed up on those cracks at a speed visible to the naked eye, freezing instantly.
After venting his anger, Li Xuan came back to his senses.
Looking at the exaggerated marks in front of him and then looking at his small cat claws, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.
And he discovered that the blood lines in his nails were now dark blue, and there was a layer of frosty light shining on his nails.
"Am I mutated???"
As the saying goes, a poor cat relies on mutation, but Li Xuan is still very conscious.
But the next moment, a reminder flashed in his mind.
[Blood-killing Tiger Claw: 100% (Perfect)]
"How is that possible? It was clear that there was still a lot of progress just now?"
Li Xuan clearly remembered that the progress he had made just now was only in his early nineties. According to his original speed, it would still take a day or two to practice the blood-slaying tiger claws to perfection.
Unexpectedly, I got a lot of practice today and made a breakthrough in one fell swoop.
Li Xuanzheng was overjoyed, but suddenly his body stiffened.
He felt a sudden chill in his body, spreading all over his body, as if the whole cat was frozen, unable to move.
This feeling goes as quickly as it comes.
Immediately afterwards, the chill melted away like white snow in spring, and Li Xuan's whole body felt as warm and comfortable as if he were soaking in a hot spring.
He couldn't help but moan, and his body collapsed limply on the ground, not wanting to move.
The whole world seems to be a lot clearer, and even breathing is a pleasure.
"Is this the blood coagulation realm?"
"No wonder those warriors have to keep breaking through even if they risk their lives."
At this moment, Li Xuan seemed to understand those rumored ascetic monks.
He turned over and lay on the ground, looking up at the night sky.
There is a lonely moon in the sky, and thousands of stars are scattered across the quiet river at night.
"Tonight, the moonlight is so beautiful!"
…
Yanqu Hall.
Deng Weixian woke up early, carried a broom, and lurked under the tree next to the palace gate.
His errand today was not to sweep the floor, but in order to complete the mission of his godfather, this was a last resort.
Later it was time for the talents to go out for training, and he could just see the talents going out from here.
His godfather asked him to pay close attention to Wang Suyue, so he naturally took notice.
Speaking of which, Deng Weixian had met Wang Suyue in person several times before.
But they all met by chance in Yanqu Palace, and they only glanced at each other from a distance.
Deng Weixian belongs to the most disciplined group of eunuchs and never looks around.
Not like the one before.
It didn't take long for Deng Weixian to reach his goal.
A group of talented people yawned out of the palace gate, and Deng Weixian noticed his target at a glance.
It's not that his eyesight is so good, but that Wang Suyue's conditions are indeed outstanding enough.
Wang Su Yueguang is walking side by side with her sisters and is one step ahead. How can this not stand out?
It's not that other talents are not good enough, but she herself is too talented.
It was the first time that Deng Weixian observed the miraculous craftsmanship of nature so carefully, which had a great impact on his young mind.
"What did Wang Cairen eat when he grew up? Isn't this nutritious enough?"
Children from poor families always have such simple thoughts.
As soon as I came up, I thought of the issue I was most concerned about.
But just when Deng Weixian was thinking about such a profound question as whether the gap between the rich and the poor in the Daxing Dynasty was too wide, a weak voice sounded next to him.
"Xiao Dengzi, it's my job to sweep the floor."
"You are cleaning the potty today, and I won't change it with you."
Deng Wei was stunned for a moment and turned around to look.
A little eunuch who was next to him came close to him. He looked to be a few years younger than him. He was wearing baggy yellow clothes and holding a smaller broom in his hand.
Deng Wei first recognized the person and replied: "Xiao Pingzi, don't worry."
"I won't compete with you. I got up early to help you."
When Xiao Pingzi heard this, he couldn't help laughing happily.
"Really?"
Xiao Pingzi is young, and everyone bullies him on weekdays, so no one can help him with work.
"I'm sweeping the entire front yard today. Please help me sweep that area as well. The broom I use is too small and it will take me a long time to finish."
Xiao Pingzi pointed excitedly into the distance and marked out the scope of his work.
Deng Wei first looked at the backs of the talented people who were out of sight in the distance, and then after thinking about it, he handed the broom in his hand to Xiao Pingzi's hand.
"This one is big, use this one."
After saying that, Deng Weixian turned and left.
Xiao Pingzi was holding a small broom in one hand and a large broom in the other. He stood there in a mess, looking at Deng Weixian's retreating figure.
After a long time, he finally reacted, shook the broom in his hand, and cursed angrily:
"Damn it, there's not a single good person in Yanqu Palace!"
