Chapter 163 "The Descendants of the Condor Heroes" are here to punish you
With Ding Minjun's current skills, there is no way he could resist Chu Pingsheng. He could only let him ravage him with revenge, and his face would be red in the end. There were palm prints and blood marks from his face to his neck, and his hair was wet with tears of grievance.
She is the eldest sister among the lay female disciples of the Emei sect. She has the largest house and is more independent. If she wants to find a neighbor closest to her, it is naturally Ji Xiaofu. However, Ji Xiaofu is imprisoned because of her mistakes. She was in confinement, so Chu Pingsheng worked on her for most of the day, but no one noticed that the clean courtyard under the night was not clean at all.
Half an hour later, Chu Pingsheng saw that she was paralyzed on the ground like a dead fish by him. The anger caused by her betrayal had dissipated a lot, so he put on his clothes and walked to the side. He sat down on the stool, picked up the cup on the tea tray, poured some tea and drank it.
Think about Uncle Ding in the past, and then look at her now. She is disheveled, with her waist and shoulders exposed, her hair stuck to her red and swollen face, one foot is bare, and the other is weak. She wore white boots, her chest was rising and falling violently, and she was still breathing... This strong contrast was quite satisfying.
Stop it, stop it!
Chu Pingsheng quickly shook away some vicious thoughts from his mind. Even if Ding Minjun stabbed himself in the back, considering that no real harm was caused, this kind of punishment was enough. SM or something was too much.
"Ding Minjun, based on what you have done, you still expect me to return your power to you? Humph, stop dreaming!"
Chu Pingsheng put down the cup and warned: "Don't dare to do anything to me again in the future. Ji Xiaofu uses his brain, I will let you taste what it is like to live but not to die."
Hey...
Yingying...
The sobs that were being suppressed came from the tea table.
Ding Minjun curled up his legs and huddled up into a ball.
Chu Pingsheng felt a little surprised. According to the previous two situations, she should have called herself a devil, a gangster, and a bastard. Why did she look like she had been greatly wronged today?
“Are you still embarrassed?”
It took a while for her to stop sobbing: "Kill me, kill me with one sword."
"Do you think I dare not?"
Ding Minjun tried his best to hold himself up. The upper body was covered with pear blossoms and rain, but she looked at him resolutely.
"Then what are you waiting for? Kill me."
"..."
Chu Pingsheng was confused by her attitude. Why did a woman who cherished her life so much suddenly regard death as death?
"Do it! If you kill me, it will be over once and for all."
"..."
"Why don't you do it? You can't bear it?" Ding Minjun's face was stained with tears. A trace of ridicule appeared on his face.
"Hmph." Chu Ping was angry from the heart. He leaned forward and his claws came out like lightning. He grabbed her throat and was about to exert force when he caught her eyes and a light flashed in his mind.
"Hu Fengying learned that Ji Xiaofu had a daughter, didn't you tell her?"
Ding Minjun said resentfully: "I told her, but the culprit is you."
" Me?"
Chu Pingsheng was confused by her answer: "What do you mean?"
"If you hadn't used your evil power to suck away my inner strength, I would have walked to her. Don’t even the people outside the door know?” Ding Minjun grabbed his wrist hard, his nails almost digging into his flesh, and spoke excitedly.
"..."
Chu Pingsheng's brows furrowed and furrowed, and the hand holding her neck slowly loosened.
Unexpectedly, Hu Fengying actually knew the fact that Ding Minjun was no longer a virgin, and used this to blackmail her cousin.
If you ignore Ji Xiaofu’s story, it’s quite interesting.
"You have taken care of her for so long, and you turned against her just because you slapped her twice in the side hall. You are treated as a tool. Uncle Ding, does this count as raising a tiger's head?"
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"Hmph!"
Ding Minjun snorted coldly.
Chu Pingsheng stretched out his hand and straightened her disheveled hair: "Although this cannot change the fact that you betrayed Ji Xiaofu, in the end it was me who was reckless."
"Don't touch me."
She tilted her head and shook off his hand.
Chu Pingsheng grabbed her chin and pulled it in front of her: "Uncle Ding, you know, your angry look makes people want to conquer you."
Ding Minjun met his eyes and shuddered subconsciously: "You...what do you want?"
"Don't you really want to get your own power back? What do I want to do? Of course it is as you wish."
"... "
"Don't worry, I will be as gentle as possible this time, and don't you think it's exciting to do this in a nunnery? "
"Well, you..."
Another half an hour passed. Ding Minjun, who had finished dressing up, stared blankly at the man who was wiping his sweat with her handkerchief. He didn't lie to her. He was back. Her skills had really returned, and there had been considerable growth.
What kind of evil power is this?
In the process of the two people's yin and yang complementing each other, she felt three completely different qi flowing through her body, one extremely cold, one peaceful and righteous, and one warm.
The last zhenqi was similar to the Emei Nine-Yang Gong, but it was less soft and more pure. If she guessed correctly, it should be obtained from practicing the Wudang Nine-Yang Gong.
"You weren't hurt by the Xuanming Divine Palm? You were just pretending before...?"
Chu Pingsheng turned to look at her and smiled: "What do you think? "That's it."
Ding Minjun suddenly realized that she had almost forgotten that this guy is so strong that he can't be stabbed by a sword or cut by a knife, and his internal attacks can trigger counter-injury. What's wrong with such a demon? May be easily poisoned.
From Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren to the cats and dogs who could not get on the stage, they were all deceived by him.
"Who are you?"
"A devil, a thief, a pervert, a hooligan, a liar..."
Ding Minjun was stunned for a moment, and after a few breaths he realized that this was not her. A word to scold Chu Pingsheng?
Taking a few deep breaths to suppress her emotions, she changed the question: "Ji Xiaofu's daughter is obviously not yours, why do you want to help her to this extent? Do you... like her? ”
“Does this have anything to do with you? ”
"You..." Ding Minjun looked at him with a hint of anger.
“Are you jealous?”
Chu Pingsheng came closer and said in her ear.
She was just about to say that she wished she could kill him with one sword, how could she be jealous of Ji Xiaofu, but at this moment, he said something else.
Ding Minjun’s pupils suddenly shrank, terrified.
......
Half an hour later, the hour is almost over.
The stars are twinkling in the sky, the night is dark, and the mountain wind blows the cypress trees outside the Qingjing Villa, bringing up the rustling pine waves, and one wave covers the other.
Master Jingxu, who was guarding the outer hall, yawned and continued to lower her head, twisting the beads and reciting the Huayan Sutra.
Tap tap tap......
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door. She looked up and saw Ding Minjun walking in from the outside.
"Junior sister, why are you here?"
"I went back and took a nap, and I had a dream. After I woke up, I couldn't fall asleep again. I thought that Senior Sister Jingxu was still here. Waiting in the outer hall, the rest of the time is up to me."
"No, I can hold on."
"Senior Sister Jingxu, you and Senior Sister Jingxuan have the best skills. If Master's condition does not improve, you can still help Master. Unlike the rest of us, we are not very capable and cannot be of much help, so...Sister, please go back and rest."
These words touched Master Jingxu's heart.
"In that case, I will go back. If master calls, go to the west courtyard and notify us."
"Okay."
Master Jingxu rushed to her Nod, get up and leave.
At the same time.
In the Zen room, candlelight flickered and sandalwood scented the air.
Master Miejie sat cross-legged on the futon, with her hands half-clasped and flat on her knees. She was constantly circulating the true energy in her body, and one small Zhoutian and one small Zhoutian were traveling through her meridians.
There was still a faint blush on her face, as if she was still angry, or as if the heat in her body was too strong due to exercise and could not be dissipated for a moment.
Maybe it’s because I have been practicing Emei Nine Yang Gong for a long time. I am already in my thirties, but my skin is still tight and shiny, except for the slight wrinkles at the corners of my eyes. Overall, I look inferior to a woman in her early thirties. However, due to his early experience and identity, his whole face looks very serious, giving people the impression that he has a bad temper and is not allowed to enter strangers.
At this moment, the flame on the candlestick swayed horizontally, and a shadow appeared on the ground that was pulled in front of Master Miejie.
She didn't know whether it was because she was too serious about her practice and entered a state of selflessness, or because she experienced two situations in one day and her power was seriously damaged. It wasn't until the sound of flipping paper was heard from the other side that she woke up from her trance and noticed what was in front of her. The figure suddenly raised his head and saw a man holding a long sword and wearing a black gown standing in front of the cabinet containing clothes.
"Who is it?"
Mie Mie's expression instantly turned ugly. Someone was able to enter her meditation room silently, and he was a man from the back.
"Who is that? That's a good question."
With a low rhetorical question, the man turned his head. The first thing that came into view was a man covering his face, only exposing the eyes and the area below the nose. The mask, and then a thread-bound booklet with a yellow cover, a booklet she was very familiar with, and the one she put on the cabinet with her own hands - the second most difficult secret of the Emei Sect, the secret book of the Buddha's light.
(End of this chapter)