Chapter 211: Put your hair up first (New Year’s update!)
Nangong Zhuo does what he says, and if he wants to play Qin Lang, he will really play.
After waking up the next day, Qin Lang was fine. At most, he was stepped on a few more times on his face and mouth.
But "Qin Xiaolang" is different. It can really be said that he was played to death.
……
"Nan...Mr. Nan..."
"Hmph~ What? Isn't that okay?"
After some banter, Qin Lang, who was blindfolded and couldn't see Nangong Zhuo's expression, I could only vaguely hear her complaining in a low voice:
"Oh...such a big one...who can show off its power..."
"..."
Of course, Qin Lang didn't want to be like this, but he was born with the wheel-turning posture, so there was really nothing he could do about it.
But Nangong Zhuo obviously didn't think about this. As if Qin Xiaolang's arrogance was all blamed on Qin Lang, he tapped or pressed, rubbed or picked with one foot, but the result was little by little. Qin Xiaolang stepped on Qin Dalang.
Of course, for Qin Lang, this "sword-making" aspect of the sect leader is naturally familiar to him.
As for Nangong Zhuo...
Anyway, when Qin Xiaolang was stepped on and turned into Qin Dalang, Qin Lang could vaguely feel that Nangong Zhuo's jade feet were trembling slightly.
I don’t know if she remembers those nights clearly, or for some other reason...
In short, Qin Dalang not only jumped and jumped, but even his veins came out, and even started to get hot like a fire stick. , Nangong Zhuoming was very dissatisfied on his face:
"Damn it...how come the more you step on it, the stronger it becomes...Tsk! What a pervert..."
"...Woo!..."
< br>The sliding frequency of the soft soles seemed to suddenly increase. Qin Lang, who was blindfolded, could not help but tremble, and immediately provoked a burst of giggles:
"Haha~ endure it well, if you dare to come out a little, I will step on you directly!~"
Although they are the same person doing the same thing, this is the biggest difference between "Nangong Zhuo" and Zhuo Beibei are different.
The little girl in Qin Lang's impression would still be well-behaved when she should be well-behaved. At times like this, she would never let herself endure to torture herself, but would obediently use her little feet. Then, then clean yourself up while complaining.
On the other hand, Nangong Zhuo not only suppressed Qin Lang verbally, but actually did not know what method he used. It was as if he had put a tight spell on Qin Lang, making his face turn red and he couldn't help it. Not coming.
……
Things like this toying with and torturing him lasted for four or five days. Only then did Qin Lang intermittently learn from Nan Lingyue, who secretly visited him, that Nangong Zhuo was not only toying with him, but also to prepare for future healing. , is a means of processing and nourishing "medicinal materials" in advance.
“Are you sure?”
Because Qin Lang did not explain specifically what Nangong Zhuo did to him and expressed it in a vague way, he had some doubts about the accuracy of Nan Lingyue’s news.
"It's true. Didn't you say that Master will torture you...yours..."
The saint's face was slightly red and she rubbed her nose:
"I recently discovered that Master has been studying...well...researching prescriptions in the study."
"Prescriptions?"
"Oh, it's the specific method of healing..."< br>
That is the specific method of dual cultivation. When Qin Lang heard this, he showed a sneer just as I expected. The crazy woman looked very burned on the surface, but in fact, her knowledge reserve in that area was only theoretical. , it was really her turn to get started, and she had to learn and sell now.
“Then I sneaked into the study without my master’s precautions and took a few glances. The words written on it were very difficult to understand, so I barely saw something like saying that you need to exercise hard before healing. Some men or something..."
"..."
Exercise?
Haha, Qin Lang has really been trained hard these days. Even his good relative Aunt Meng who wanted to come to visit was turned away because of the invisible "chastity lock" Nangong Zhuo set for him. Externally, in the end, he was passively suppressed by his own golden inner strength.
Although this situation will not cause Qin Lang's body to suffer internal injuries due to the existence of internal force, the aggravation and "pain" in his mind and dignity are real.
"I took a look at that recipe, and there are still more than ten pages left, Qin Lang...you have to take care..."
The girl looked distressed, picked up her chopsticks and put some chubby blood ginseng into Qin Lang's bowl:
"Eat more, even though the master used it to keep you in captivity, I will wait until you are released. After that..."
"?"
"Ah no! I mean...this thing is really good for your health~"
Nan Ling Yue smiled sheepishly, and when Qin Lang started eating, he couldn't help but have a worried look in his eyes.
Sigh...
I hope Master will do it when the time comes...to be gentle when he touches the buttocks...
If nothing else, I would like to leave some blessings for other women...
Of course, "other women" must refer to other women Qin Lang likes, such as the princess, Gu Jin, or even Xuan'er.
Nan Lingyue is not a selfish girl, nor is she a sentimental girl. She is complaining like this, even though she is not very confident.
On the other hand, when he thought that Mr. Qin in front of him would soon be killed by his master, some vague imaginary scenes floated through his mind. Nan Lingyue was stunned for a while without realizing it, and then...< br>
Then my nose felt a little warm.
"Huh? Lingyue...your nose is bleeding again?"
"Eh?! Oh...I'm sorry, I..."
The saint quickly touched her body He wiped it with his handkerchief and then changed the subject:
"By the way, what kind of vicious tricks did master do to you?"
"We will talk about this later, mainly internal injuries."
Heartache can also be considered internal injuries, but in fact, Qin Lang's external injuries He must have suffered a lot.
For example, his face and ears were scratched at the beginning, and he actually had similar injuries in the past few days. But every time Qin Lang fainted and woke up after being played by Nangong Zhuo, he could no longer see it. Those scars were gone, and what came into view instead was Nan Lingyue who woke him up.
Thinking of this, Qin Lang also smiled knowingly:
"Lingyue, I've really troubled you these days, thank you."
"Oh, it's already now, why are you so polite to me..."
The girl's fingers are wrapped around He picked up the tip of his hair that was wrapped around his ponytail, and then took out the jade pendant he used to communicate with Xuan'er before:
"Ah, Master came back so early today!"
"It's okay, I Just finished eating, let’s go.”
Qin Lang wiped his mouth, sat on the stone bench skillfully and let Nan Lingyue tie him up again, and then reminded Nan Lingyue before leaving:
"Hey, remember to follow for me. Xuan'er said hello."
"Yeah, I asked every day, Xuan'er is happy~"
......
Just like that, similar days passed again. Three or four days.
After all, it has been seven days since I arrived at the unknown cave of Tianhe Sect.
Seven days have passed since Qin Lang suffered so much humiliation. Nangong Zhuo played with him in more and more ways. In the end, almost all of them ended with Qin Xiaolang being suppressed and about to explode. Qin Lang also had almost all the anger in his belly.
If you wait until I get out...
If senior sister finds me...
If my martial arts skills reach the level of senior sister in the future...
...
All kinds of "what ifs" filled Qin Lang's mind. After the seventh day, Qin Lang was led out of this mysterious cave by Nangong Zhuo on a "dog leash" for the first time. .
“Where are you taking me?”
“Over there at the Acacia sect in Beishan District.”
“?”
"The sect's largest double cultivation platform is there, and we will be in retreat there for the next ten days."
"..."
Qin Lang understands, this is the final step of treatment. here we go.
After these days of torture and Nan Lingyue’s reminder, Qin Lang has little expectation for this process. He does not expect any pleasure. He only hopes that he will not become a human being, and also hopes that he will not be a human being. As long as he lives to see "Zhuo Beibei" return.
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"Welcome to the sect master——~"
Qin Lang followed Nangong Zhuo, wearing a hood and walking for who knows how long. When he seemed to have reached another cave, he finally heard the voices of other people for the first time in a long time.
"Sect Master Jin An——~"
After a group of female voices shouted respectfully, Qin Lang gradually began to hear their whispers as he walked.
……
"Look, this seems to be the one brought back by the lord of the sect..."
"Hee hee~ He's in pretty good shape~"
"It's a pity, no matter how good he is, he still has to surrender to the lord of the sect. "
"That's the man in the world who can make the sect master surrender in turn, and he hasn't been born yet~"
"With my head covered, I don't know what his face looks like..."
"Shh...what are you thinking about? This is the master's elixir, do you want to take it too?"
"That's right, good sister, if you have such thoughts, why don't you take mine, sister~"
...
Along with all kinds of frivolous laughter, some ridiculing words also fell into Qin Lang's ears. Qin Lang endured the humiliation and silently put the blame of these Hehuan sect girls on Nangong Zhuo's head. .
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"Sect Master."
"Have the arrangements been made?"
"It has been arranged. Once the double cultivation platform starts operating, the entire Shuiyun Palace will be completely isolated from the outside world. Even if the Tianshan Girl comes, Unable to break through by force.”
“Very good.”
……
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Qin Lang heard several female voices with relatively mature voices. Through the conversation, he estimated that they were elders.
And when he heard that even the senior sister could not break into the Shuangxiu Platform he was going to next, Qin Lang also sighed secretly. Finally, the two walked for a while and entered a quiet and spacious place where even their footsteps echoed slightly. Nangong Zhuo stopped and took off Qin Lang's hood.
Qin Lang slowly opened his eyes, looked around, and found that he was in a wide, new cave.
This cave is completely different from Nangong Zhuo’s previous residence. There are no flowers, plants or trees at all. Except for a thick stone door, it is surrounded by cold stone walls like ordinary caves. Only a little light comes from the cave. A small opening on the top poured out, and it was very dim, just enough to make out a stone platform in the middle with a strange inscription engraved on it.
And around the stone platform, there are eight bronze mirrors in a circle, as if according to the Bagua directions.
"This is...the so-called Shuiyun Palace? Is there a double cultivation platform?"
Nangong Zhuo glanced at Qin Lang lightly:
"Stop talking nonsense, go up and lie down. Okay, take off your clothes.”
“…”
Qin Lang had no choice but to take off his rather ragged clothes and pants as instructed.
Nangong Zhuo, who was standing in front of the double repair platform, suddenly turned around. This was the first time in so many days that he saw Qin Lang naked while he was standing there.
The perfect male figure of the twenty-year-old young hero Qin Lang, standing completely, suddenly came into her eyes. She was stunned for a moment, and even flashed a look on her face that she shouldn't have. She was blushing, but luckily the light was dim and Qin Lang didn't notice her gaffe.
"Stupid...idiot! Who told you to take off your clothes right now!"
"? Then I'll put them on again?"
"No need."
Nangong Zhuoyu waved his hand, and the chain on his hand pulled Qin Lang's whole body and threw it directly on the stone platform.
Qin Lang felt very unhappy and suffered a severe pain, and Nangong Zhuo himself quickly took off the gauzy black skirt that he usually wore.
Of course, the small amount of black fabric that was said to be "part of the technique" was still on her body. Her plump and beautiful figure just sat down cross-legged on the stone platform, silently chanting something to Qin Lang. He couldn't understand the words, and immediately, a piece of rose-red fluorescence began to light up from Nangong Zhuo's flat belly.
"?"
Qin Lang looked at the light in surprise and found that it turned out to be rose-red lines like flower vines, which seemed to be growing and slowly appeared on Nangong Zhuo's lower abdomen, and soon showed a beautiful pattern.
Combined with the reflections of the eight bronze mirrors surrounding the stone platform, the scene here is full of unique enchantment and beauty.
When the lines appeared, the faint fluorescence also disappeared, leaving only a complicated rose-red pattern, which extended from a little above Nangong Zhuo's petite navel to a point that could cover the entire body. Place it at the inverted triangle piece of cloth at the mouth of the pot.
“What is this?”
“……”
Nangong Zhuo's face was slightly uncomfortable and wavering, but he still said:
"This is...used to calculate...the dosage of the medicinal soup..."
"?"
"Why are you asking so many questions!"
Pa!
As if he was furious, Nangong Zhuo raised his hand and slapped Qin Lang:
“Look at your head!”
Qin Lang gritted his teeth, raised his eyes, and then noticed something above him. There is a pink stalactite, and there seems to be a condensed water drop at the tip of the hanging stone. Looking down from the position of the water drop, there is a very thick jade cup standing in the corner of the double repair platform.
"In order to prevent you from not paying attention, drink this after the flower sap of this stone flower drips."
"What will happen if you drink this thing...?"
"You will be more attentive after drinking it. Can't you understand what I am saying? Without further ado, let's start first and close your eyes."
"..."
Damn it, this kind of thing It's time to close your eyes.
Qin Lang closed his eyes, but he didn't know whether it was because he closed his eyes or because he was already feeling unhappy, but Qin Xiaolang went on strike.
“Tsk, useless thing…”
Nangong Zhuo raised his hand and patted Qin Xiaolang a few times. Qin Xiaolang was still dejected and had no tendency to become Qin Dalang at all.
"Is it possible... we really have to do it according to the book..."
Nangong Zhuo muttered, and finally put his hands on both sides of Qin Lang who was lying down helplessly, and then slowly leaned down Lowered her lips.
“!”
“…”
Although Qin Lang was a little surprised, he instinctively did not reject the sweetness of the long-lost woman's lips.
After a while, the kiss between the two became passionate.
But a change happened at this time.
“Wait...wait a minute!”
When Nangong Zhuo separated from Qin Lang with some difficulty, Qin Lang couldn’t help opening his eyes and saw Nangong Zhuo’s pretty face A trace of panic and confusion:
"You...what did you do to me?"
"? What did you do?"
Qin Lang almost laughed out of anger:
"I'm like this , what can I do?”
“It’s not...you...”
"If you want to kill or behead me, this is the time, what are you talking about?"
Qin Lang was already unhappy, and he finally managed to stop standing and enjoy a passionate kiss for a while, even if the other party was Nangong Zhuo, but he was still interrupted. , simply broke the jar and "rebelled", hugged Nangong Zhuo and kissed him again.
"Uh! Uh!!..."
And this time, Qin Lang himself quickly discovered something was wrong.
It seems that there is an invisible majestic force that has turned into thousands of threads and does not require any substantial medium. It is entering Qin through the air between Qin Lang and Nangong Zhuo. Lang’s Dantian!
On the other hand, Nangong Zhuo, after only kissing for a short while, was already limp and out of shape, and his naturally charming eyes were now as thick as silk, rippling with an extremely intense color.
“What’s going on?”
Qin Lang himself was still confused, but Nangong Zhuo seemed to already know something. After a few lights flashed on his raised fingertips, , weakly put down his arms, his expression full of self-deprecating sluggishness:
"How could it be...my "Zhuo Xin Jue"...her "Mu Xin Jue"...Master..."
"Zhuo Xin Jue..."
Hearing this word, Qin Lang suddenly understood something.
As fellow apprentices from the same sect in Yaochi, there is a certain connection between the mental method "Mu Xin Jue" practiced by the second senior sister Mu Xuanli and the "Zhuo Xin Jue" practiced by the third senior sister. .
Because of this connection, Qin Lang, who practiced "Mu Xin Jue", was able to use dual cultivation to treat Nangong Zhuo, who practiced "Zhuo Xin Jue".
Obviously, Nangong Zhuo also did not expect that the connection between these mental methods not only exists "mutual generation", but also "mutual restraint"!
Under normal circumstances, it’s just because of the huge disparity in overall strength between the two. Now as soon as the dual cultivation begins, the two mental methods purely begin to intertwine.
"You! Why don't you hurry up and go away!"
Nangong Zhuo raised his hand again, trying to push Qin Lang away with his strength, but his fingertips still did not exert any force.
He pushed Qin Lang again with his own physical strength, but he couldn't push Qin Lang at all.
And when Nangong Zhuo gritted his silver teeth and raised his eyes, her whole body couldn't help but tremble.
Qin Lang's eyes looking down at him seemed to be filled with endless ecstasy and violence at this moment.
"You...bastard boy! What do you want to do!"
Nangong Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, and his hazy eyes briefly sobered up from panic.
Her whole body's energy seemed to be completely blocked at this moment, and was still flowing to Qin Lang's Dantian. Seeing Qin Lang's strong and tall body slowly stand up from the stone platform, Nangong Zhuo also quickly stood up Come on, subconsciously raise your hand and wave down Qin Lang's right cheek.
However, this time, the other party easily raised his hand and tightly hugged the snow-white slender arm.
“You!”
Feeling the sense of strength coming from his wrist that he had never experienced before and that was irresistible and exclusive to men, Nangong Zhuo's heartbeat became faster:
"You are so brave! You are so brave!" No...let me go quickly!"
"..."
Qin Lang didn't say anything and let Nangong Zhuo struggle and hit a blow on his chest, just like an ordinary woman. After punching weakly, he silently raised his palm, then glanced at Nangong Zhuo's pale but still enchanting face, and just stretched out his hand to push her onto the stone platform.
“Yeah~!”
Nangong Zhuo never thought that one day he would suffer pain from falling, and he could not help but make a sound like a weak little woman.
"Qin...Qin Lang, wait a minute, don't mess around, I...I have something to tell you..."
No longer able to control what she said, Qin Lang raised his head again His palm was already aimed at the round figure under her waistline, and he swung it down even more mercilessly than when she stepped on Qin Lang.
Pop!
The crisp sound echoed in the cave, and the red palm was imprinted on the porcelain white skin, which was exceptionally bright and dazzling.
"Qin Lang! Qin..."
Pa!
“You!…”
Pop!
“Hmm~!”
Two, three...
Each palm print engraved on it caused a soft trembling like a snow wave.
Nangong Zhuo, who saw this scene of himself in the eight bronze mirrors around him, blushed and bit his lower lip, feeling extremely ashamed.
And just when she was trying to call for help with all her strength regardless of her face, a "rumbling" sound completely plunged her into despair.
This cave, the Shuiyun Palace, is completely sealed.
In the next ten days, there will be only Qin Lang and Nangong Zhuo who has lost his skills in this place.
......
"Qin...Qin Lang...what are you going to do to me..."
"What to do? Isn't it healing?"
"..."
"Oh, of course, I have the final say on the specific course of treatment now... Anyway, you can tie your hair up first."
"Eh...?"
(End of this chapter)