"After all, what is sucked into the body is qi and blood. His condition is not a sign of weakness, but of excess qi and blood. Do you understand?"
Nanfeng Sword Spirit's words awakened Zhong Lingxi. She lowered her head and looked at Yi Xifeng's lower body. Although the belt was tightly tightened, she could still see that there was some swelling in that area.
That is……
Zhong Lingxi quickly moved his eyes away, not daring to continue looking.
"If you have thought it through, you don't have to give me an answer. Just do it yourself. Remember, the remaining time is less than three hours..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a small head suddenly appeared next to Nanfeng Sword Spirit and Zhong Lingxi, looking at the two of them quietly, with spiritual energy rippling around them.
The spiritual energy surrounded the little head, gathering little by little, but after a while, the spiritual body of a child floated into the air.
It is the sword spirit of Ye Jian Hanxing.
He stood silently in the corner of the cave, saying nothing.
Little did they know that Nanfeng Sword Spirit had already discovered him, and was just recovering its soul power and had no time to take care of him.
Nanfeng Sword Spirit pretended not to know, and the moment after he finished talking to Zhong Lingxi, he suddenly took action, a burst of soul power surged out, and slapped Ye Jian Hanxing's sword spirit on the head.
Before he could even let out a exclamation, he was knocked back to the sword itself.
Ye Jian Hanxing's sword body trembled slightly.
Immediately, Nanfeng Sword Spirit was seen holding a spell in his hand, and he didn't know what he was writing on it. After three breaths, he turned his palm over and slapped it down, and the trembling sword body stopped moving.
"Young kid's house, you are just joining in the fun." After doing all this, Nanfeng Sword Spirit spat, then turned to Zhong Lingxi and said, "I'm leaving, you should think about it as soon as possible."
After saying these words, Nanfeng Sword Spirit fell into a short sleep again. In order to maintain the little soul power left in her residence, she must use it sparingly at all times.
Zhong Lingxi clenched her pink fists, and looked deeply at Yi Xifeng's resolute and blood-red face with a pair of moving eyes. However, after a while, the sides of her cheeks were already blushing, and she looked at Yi Xifeng's eyes. Her eyes gradually became more affectionate, and her hands slowly moved towards her back.
There, is the first knot of the silk girdle.
The faint light penetrated the cave from nowhere and fell on the inner wall of the cave.
But as time passed slowly, she lowered her head again.
Yi Xifeng does not belong to her alone.
If it was just with Yi Xifeng, Zhong Lingxi would definitely sacrifice her life to save her, but at this time, she thought of another person, another person who also loved Yi Xifeng.
"I'm sorry, my new sister, I have to save him."
After whispering, Zhong Lingxi's tightly-knit eyebrows gradually relaxed. She lowered her head to look at Yi Xifeng's looming face, and then placed Yi Xifeng's slender body in the center of the rock pillar.
There, there is no light...
Then, a pair of jade hands were placed on her waist. The originally tight white gauze belt was loosened, and a piece of white and smooth jade gauze slowly slid down from her slender belly. The clothes and jacket on the girl's body were also like the wind. The fallen flowers floated gently to the ground.
Black hair falls on both sides of her shoulders like a waterfall.
The long hair fell smoothly from her ears to her shoulders. At this moment, Zhong Lingxi was a little confused, revealing her body that had never been shown to others. She picked up the jade gauze that fell on the ground, subconsciously trying to cover something.
The moment she picked up the jade yarn, she seemed to have thought of something again. She glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw that Yi Xifeng's eyes were tightly closed.
The dusk was lingering in the cave, but it was far less dazzling than Yi Xifeng's body, so Zhong Lingxi narrowed his eyes, bit his teeth, stretched his right hand forward, and reached under Yi Xifeng's chin, with his fingertips Picking it up, he gently pushed aside the black hair that blocked Yi Xifeng's face with his jade hands, and slowly moved it across the resolute cheek, passing through the neck, shoulders, and chest.
He stretched out his fingers and flicked off the fair young man's hairpin, and his light shirt slowly fell off, revealing the pure white body underneath, but there was still a hint of strange red in the white.
Zhong Lingxi's cheeks were already covered with blush, rising from the corners of her eyes, gradually spreading, covering her cheeks, her ears, and the nape of her neck with a faint and alluring redness.
Yi Xifeng's breathing suddenly became heavier, which was particularly clear in this silent cave. A wave of hot breath exhaled from her nose flowed all over her neck.
Zhong Lingxi suddenly trembled, and quickly moved away a little. Looking at the man in front of her, a sense of shame filled her heart...
"Can he... feel it?..."
Feeling the reaction from the man's body beneath him, Zhong Lingxi understood in just a moment that this was caused by excess blood in Yi Xifeng's body. It was flowing continuously in his meridians, and you could even hear a little blood close to his chest. The sound of gurgling flow.
Although this wasn't the first time they were so close, it was the first time she felt such a presence.
The scent of man.
Zhong Lingxi is a young lady who has not yet left the court. Although she is a daughter of the world, she is not like a boudoir lady who "doesn't go out or step outside the door". However, it is also her first time to talk about "skin-to-skin contact and male-female matters". experience. A woman's honor is important, and if she had not obeyed the authority in a hurry, Zhong Lingxi would never have "thrown herself into his arms" on her own. If Yi Xifeng had not come to kidnap her, or if Wu Hao had forced himself on her in the end, the outcome would have been certain. It is the fragrance that disappears and the jade that dies, there is only one death.
The hot breath blew in Zhong Lingxi's ears, stimulating her soul and consciousness. At this moment, the worldly things around her seemed to not exist, and she was wandering in the world.
The graceful body is piping hot.
There can be no further delay!
"Only when yin and yang come together will a special breath be produced."
Zhong Lingxi kept Nanfeng Sword Spirit's words in mind.
Zhong Lingxi hurriedly ran her skills and adjusted the true energy of heaven and earth flowing in the twelve meridians. What she was most worried about now was whether her sword intention could break through the blood and energy scabs.
Zhong Lingxi put the fingers of his left and right hands together and raised them slightly to three inches in front of his chest, then his bright eyes were filled with dark colors and his thoughts were flowing. She slowly sat down on Yi Xifeng's waist and abdomen...
"Linghe..."
--hiss!
Even though she was prepared, she still couldn't help but gasp. Zhong Lingxi's hand that was holding the secret suddenly dropped, and tightly squeezed the edge of the stone pillar beneath her. She could feel her legs shaking uncontrollably. , as if all the energy in his body had been sucked away in an instant.
She closed her eyes tightly and frowned slightly, as if she was enduring great pain. Drops of fragrant sweat slowly flowed down her forehead to the root of the mountain. Taking advantage of the situation, she turned around again and again. The bridge of the nose, the wings of the nose tip, and down to the corners of the lips.
Even the messy green silk hair hanging around her lips seemed to sense her emotions, and it was sucked into her lips and bitten hard by her.
Zhong Lingxi breathed for a while, perhaps adapting to the pain in her body and the soreness and numbness all over her body. She slowly opened her eyes, but only a slight gap was revealed. The inner energy began to circulate in her body, accompanied by a crisp explosion. The sound echoed in this cave.
Suddenly, she used her skills lightly and slowly retracted her hands that were supporting the wall. This process was extremely slow, and she did not dare to make any big movements.
She raised her head, and drops of fragrant sweat slid down and landed on Yi Xifeng's chest. Within a moment, the drops of fragrant sweat dissipated.
The hot body has already evaporated.
Zhong Lingxi took a breath, touched the fingers of his left and right hands, and raised them slightly to three inches in front of his chest. I saw a white stream of light slowly flowing out from Yintang point, passing through Cuanzhu point and Yingxiang point, and merged into his fingertips. Then, Zhong Lingxi's pair of jade fingers kept changing. With the sound of a crane, the white streamer turned into several The appearance of the crane kept flying around Zhong Lingxi.
At this time, Zhong Lingxi's forehead was covered with fragrant sweat. There was not much true energy left in her meridians. If something went wrong again, Yi Xifeng's life would really be difficult to save.
Then, Zhong Lingxi opened her eyes and bit her teeth tightly, holding back the pain. She put the fingers of her right hand together and pushed forward, shouting: "Fall!"
Several cranes swooped down with their wings waving, rushed in from the Yi Xi Fengyin Hall, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
At this time, the sword technique in Zhong Lingxi's hand changed again, and a wisp of sword intent suddenly emerged from the center of his eyebrows, and followed the Linghe into the center of Yi Xifeng's eyebrows.
If Yi Xifeng was awake at this time, he would definitely feel that this sword intention was very familiar. Its aura was exactly the same as the sword intention path that Ou Yezi opened with his hand in Yinren Town, but compared with Ou Yezi's tidal wave. Sword intent, Zhong Lingxi's sword intent is much weaker in terms of momentum, just like a green snake is compared to a golden dragon, and a sparrow is compared to a phoenix.
Zhong Lingxi has been practicing under Ou Yezi for many years, and she has naturally understood the meaning of the sword, but she is far behind her master. However, time is running out at this time, and she must try her best to do it. She will never allow Yi Xi to do it. The wind just died in front of him.
"Xifeng..."
As Zhong Lingxi's will became stronger, unconsciously, the weak sword intention became a little more solid.
Zhong Lingxi above also felt Yi Xifeng's movement, but she had no intention of stopping at all. The technique continued to operate, and the sword intention slowly solidified.
She suddenly felt a little tired, but that faith always supported her.
Zhong Lingxi held Yi Xifeng's hands and lowered her head feebly. Various emotions arose in her heart, including joy and happiness, shame and shyness. She suddenly raised her head and stared closely into Yi Xifeng's eyes. She didn't know. I thought of something. (End of chapter)
