Wang Shen smiled and said: "No! You and I are so powerful, how could we die so easily?"
Zhang Ruirui gave him a fierce look.
Wang Shen said: "Then, why are you still provoking her? If she was really killed, wouldn't it be an unjust death?"
Zhang Ruirui smiled and said: "She has bullied your Aunt Yin for hundreds of years. How can I bear this tone? When I find the opportunity, of course I will take care of her for your Aunt Yin." Then Zhang Ruirui stopped and took her hand from Wang Shen with a look of aggrievement. He pulled back and said, "To protect you, my nails are all stained! Look!" After saying that, he stretched out the back of his left hand, which was like white jade, in front of Wang Shen.
Wang Shen saw that her attractive and bright red nails were indeed scratched very badly, and a piece of the red nail polish on her index finger even fell off. There were mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know whether he admired, admired, loved or pitied her at this moment.
Looking at the slender jade hand, Wang Shen suddenly became bold. He grabbed Zhang Ruirui's left hand that was stretched out in front of him, kissed her fingertips and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Rui Rui!"
Zhang Ruirui hurriedly retracted her hand and said with a smile: "You still have some conscience." Then she took his hand and walked towards the hotel front desk.
The backpacks they carried were all turned into powder in the war. The backpacks contained hotel room keys, so they had to ask the front desk for replacements. Fortunately, their passports are still locked in the guest room. As long as the staff opens the door and takes out the passport, they can reissue it once their identity is verified.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Ruirui took Wang Shen into the guest room with the completed room card.
The room Zhang Qingqing booked for them was a two-bedroom suite with a separate living room, which was expensive. As soon as he entered the guest room, Wang Shen fell onto the soft sofa in the living room. Zhang Ruirui laughed and cursed: "It's so dirty! Go take a shower quickly!"
Wang Shen stood up and took off his clothes. When he was taking off his pants, Zhang Ruirui screamed: "You are acting like a gangster! Go to the bathroom and take off your pants!"
Wang Shen went to the bathroom and took off all his clothes and took a quick shower. When he came out, he found that he had forgotten to bring in clean underwear and pajamas. He had no choice but to open the door a crack and poke his head out: "Aunt Rui, you have to help me get some clean underwear and pajamas."
Zhang Ruirui responded, and the sound of opening a suitcase came from the room. A moment later, Zhang Ruirui took a stack of clothes and walked out of the master bedroom. At this moment, she had changed into a pair of purple trousers and women's pajamas, and her hair had been loosened. Come down. She saw Wang Shen open the door to the guest room a crack and poked his head out. She smiled and said, "You little pervert! Close the door and I'll put it on the ground for you. Then you can open the door and get it after I leave!"
Wang Shen laughed and said, "Are you worried that when you get closer, I'll open the door and scare you?" He laughed.
Zhang Ruirui glared at him fiercely, threw her clothes at him and turned away. The pile of clothes floated toward Wang Shen at an extremely slow speed. When Wang Shen reached out to catch it, she had already returned to the master bedroom and closed the door.
Wang Shen walked into the second bedroom in his pajamas, slammed himself into the goose down quilt, and never wanted to get up again.
Slowly, sleepiness came over me, and just when I felt like I was slowly being submerged by the sea water, I smelled a familiar sweet aroma in my nose, and my neck was hugged by two smooth and smooth jade hands.
Wang Shen was shocked, and when he looked back, it was Zhang Ruirui who had gotten into his bed at some point.
Zhang Ruirui said softly: "Go to sleep, I'm here to accompany you. I can't worry about leaving you aside at this juncture."
The fragrance of her body made Wang Shen's head dizzy. He calmed down and said, "Aunt Rui, you are so amazing! Thanks to you this time! I was so rude to you before, I'm sorry!"
Zhang Ruirui was stunned, she never expected that Wang Shen could say these words. Her nose was slightly sour, but she immediately returned to normal and said: "I am different from your aunt, I don't like you to behave yourself. I just like the way you are rude to me. Don't treat me like you treat your aunt because of what happened today, then I will ignore you!" After that, he kissed Wang Shen hard in his hair.
Wang Shen smiled and said: "How can I be rude?"
Zhang Ruirui pinched his armpit and spat: "You little hooligan! What do you want to do?"
Wang Shen cried out in pain, "What don't I want to do?"
Zhang Ruirui hugged Wang Shen into his arms, closed his eyes and stopped talking.
Wang Shen was so drowsy by her body fragrance that he suddenly thought of something and asked: "Aunt Rui, is the one named Lidya the sister of Aunt Yin?"
Zhang Ruirui said without opening her eyes: "She is your Aunt Yin's senior sister. Their teacher is a witch who has become a god, the goddess of fire Eve Brown. But they foreigners don't have such a term as senior sisters. If they have a good relationship If so, you should call me sister, sister."
Wang Shen said "Oh" and then asked: "Then if you really fought with her just now, who would win?"
Zhang Ruirui said: "If it were normal times, I wouldn't be afraid of her. He can't even beat your Aunt Yin. Who is my opponent? But today I competed with those five guys for strength, didn't you see it? If we really fight If we get up, we'll both be dead."
Wang Shen turned around and faced Zhang Ruirui with concern and asked: "Aunt Rui Rui! How much real power do you have left now?"
Zhang Ruirui still closed her eyes and said, "I don't know, there aren't many left anyway."
Wang Shen said: "Maybe I can help you!" As he said this, he held Zhang Ruirui's right wrist with his right hand, then stretched out his left palm and placed his palm on Zhang Ruirui's right palm, stimulating the Jiuzang Sutra heart method, and the Dantian, which was originally running slowly, suddenly Starting to absorb energy from the sun, Wang Shen directed the absorbed pure Yang power into his left palm and into Zhang Ruirui's palm.
Zhang Ruirui felt a strong and powerful power coming from Wang Shen's palm, which stung her palm. She knew that Wang Shen had good intentions and wanted to absorb the power of the stars to help her regain her true power, so she smiled. Laughter directs the pure Yang power from Wang Shen to his Dantian and then merges it into Yuanshen.
But after a while, she realized that after the pure Yang power merged into her soul, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no movement at all. After a moment's thought, one can understand that the celestial energy absorbed by Wang Shen with his special physique and transmitted into another person's body without any refining is equivalent to this person directly absorbing the energy of the sun and moon. With Wang Shen's current skill, the energy from the sun transmitted It is insignificant to Zhang Ruirui. She has a non-chaotic physique. If she absorbs a small amount of celestial energy, it will naturally dissipate immediately and cannot be retained in her body. If Wang Shen has great power in cultivation at this moment and forcibly transmits a huge amount of solar energy into another person's body, that person's meridians will be scorched and his body will be destroyed. If he still introduces the soul like she just did, he will probably be burned. It's easy to lose your soul.
Thinking of this, she smiled, held Wang Shen's little hand in her palm, asked him to stop the transmission of his true power, and said, "It seems that I can't use your true power!"
Wang Shen sighed in frustration.
Zhang Ruirui smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, just take a nap and it'll be fine! Being your bodyguard is enough!"
Wang Shen sighed again and closed his eyes.
Zhang Ruirui kissed his forehead gently and said, "Tell me how you killed that person today?"
Wang Shen opened his eyes and thought for a while. Although Zhang Ruirui didn't say anything, Wang Shen could clearly tell from her breath that she had consumed a lot of her real power in today's battle. He wanted to help her regain her true power but was unable to help, so he was not in the mood to brag, so he explained how he met the long-haired man by the Big Bear Lake and how he couldn't resist him. Then he summoned the Sword of Saint Lucius, and I learned the "divine movement" in the sword, and then how I used my body skills to avoid that man's sword moves, how that man became so angry, and finally he was hit by his sword by leaping over the wall, and how he fought back with all his might, all told in detail. Read it again.
Zhang Ruirui was very surprised to hear that Wang Shen had learned the "magic moves" of the Pianka family. Hearing him use Yunshu Shenxing to walk a Nascent Soul stage knight around with a smile on his face, but when he heard that he was slashed hard by the sword, knowing that his injury had been healed by taking the elixir, but Still feeling distressed, she reached out and gently rubbed his left rib. When Wang Shen said that he had cut off the man's head and saw a wisp of white soul floating out of his neck and flying away, he sighed and said: "You are only in the foundation building stage and cannot use your soul power. Otherwise, you can Kill her completely. This is the threshold of cultivation, no matter how talented you are, there is nothing you can do."
Wang Shen asked: "You have to wait until the Nascent Soul stage to use soul power, right?"
Zhang Ruirui said: "Yes."
Wang Shen said: "There are ten levels in the foundation building stage, and there are ten levels in the golden elixir stage. I have only built the first level of foundation, when will this end?"
Zhang Ruirui stretched out her hand and flicked his head and said angrily: "How old are you! I was already in my twenties when I survived the tenth level of Qi refining period and broke through the foundation building! You were only nine years old when you established the foundation!" Still here complaining!"
Wang Shen opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "Aunt Rui, you didn't build the foundation until you were in your twenties?"
Zhang Ruirui said proudly: "Yes, your mother-in-law praised me full of praise at that time, saying that I have a rare spiritual root that is rare in a thousand years. She has never said this to your aunt once!"
Wang Shen said: "Then I am not..."
Zhang Ruirui said: "You are nothing, go to bed quickly!" She was shocked to realize that she had talked too much with Wang Shen, and was worried that he would become complacent, so she quickly changed the subject.
Wang Shen closed his eyes again, and his nose was filled with Zhang Ruirui's fragrance.
Suddenly Zhang Ruirui's voice, as thin as a mosquito's chirping, came to her ears: "Today, it was your last charged sword that saved my life." After that, he hugged Wang Shen tightly.
Wang Shen dreamed that he was wrapped in a ball of white, and the meridians throughout his body were filled with warm Qi. This true energy swirled and swam in his Dantian, and his Dantian began to slowly expand, getting bigger and bigger.
“The reality and emptiness of all phenomena are the eight treasures, and the wonders and mysteries that transform the heaven and earth are the nine treasures.”
An unknown amount of pure Yang power poured into his Dantian, but since he had broken through the foundation building, these pure Yang powers would not stay in his Dantian, but would only flow to his eight meridians and limbs in an endless stream. Flow and transport in the corpse. But compared with the density of these pure Yang true powers, his physical Dantian is a little fragile. The problem caused by not being able to fully digest these pure Yang true powers is that he cannot convert them all into cultivation, and the redundant Some of it will continue to accumulate and heat up in the Dantian.
The familiar burning sensation in my lower abdomen came again.
