Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 842 Goodbye
It was only then that He Lianyan realized that since he dragged the woman out of the lake, the water on her dress hadn't dried up, and there was even ice on the part of her back that hadn't been in contact with his body.

From this, it can be seen how weak this woman's body is, and she can't even control the basic ability of water magicians to control water.

He Lianyan remembered that when she met her for the first time under the cliff that day, she was also coming out of the water, but her body was still dry, which was exactly the ability of a water mage.

The ability to control water is rare, but everything in the world has two sides. Just like thunder magicians are mostly irritable, water magicians also have relative weaknesses.

Most of the water practitioners are cold.

Thinking of the only water magician he knew who would hibernate every Liqiu, He Lianyan stared at the girl on the bed with deep eyes.

If the moisture on her body has not dried for a long time, it may be difficult for her to wake up again.

The boy quietly watched the drenched girl on the bed, and the next moment he pulled over the neatly folded green quilt to cover her body.However, when he shook it open, he found that the quilt was really thin. He surrounded the snow cave-like room, and it was hard to imagine that someone would cover such a thin quilt in such a cold room.

Looking around, He Lianyan didn't find anything in the room that could keep warm, such as a brazier and a charcoal stove. He felt cold enough to stay in it as a magician.

But this also shows that his physical condition is not much better at this time.

Although the quilt is thin, it is better than nothing.He Lianyan covered the girl with the quilt, sat on the side, closed his eyes and began to adjust his breath.

In any case, saving your own life is the most important thing.

Nothing in this world is more important than your own life.

After an unknown amount of time passed, the boy sitting on the edge of the bed opened his eyes, feeling that his dantian's true energy had become full again, and He Lianyan looked at the woman on the bed, his eyes froze.

After he finished adjusting his breath, he found that the water droplets on the woman's body were still not dry, but the thin quilt on her body was soaked.

He Lianyan lifted the wet quilt and stared quietly at the girl lying on the bed.

The wet quilt was sticking to her lapel, He Lianyan looked down along the lapel, and saw a touch of blue on her neckline, and her green eyes flickered slightly.

The next moment, he reached out to her collarbone.

The boy's joints broke through the woman's soaked skirt, and penetrated deep into the depths, but Helianyan didn't have the slightest reverie in his eyes, he just stared at the collarbone of his subordinate.

He remembered that there seemed to be a tattoo there, after his observation, I don't know if it was a coincidence, every time she used the snake, she would touch that place.

He Lianyan narrowed his eyes, and groped along the gap of the girl's skirt inch by inch, stretching out his hand towards the tattoo.

But at the next moment, his pupils shrank and he withdrew his hand abruptly. Looking at the black marks on his fingertips, Helianyan's eyes darkened slightly.

Just when he was about to touch the tattoo, a sharp pain suddenly came from his fingertips, as if he had been bitten by a snake.

What the hell is this?
But whatever it was, that tattoo seemed untouchable when the body hadn't fully recovered.He Lianyan stared fixedly at the chest of the girl on the bed, her green eyes suddenly froze.

Because he had just peeled off the clothes that were attached to her skin, at this moment he suddenly discovered that there was a faint red light shining in the depths of her skirt.

He Lianyan twitched her fingers, remembering the warmth she felt when she reached out her hand just now.

That was the only warmth on her body at this moment.

There seemed to be something hiding in her chest.He Lianyan fixedly looked at the faint red light and narrowed his eyes, this time he avoided the tattoo, opened his clothes and slowly touched the red light.

It was really warm.

And just as his hand was about to drop, a cold male voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Go down and try again."

Helianyan paused and turned his head slowly.

Directly opposite this bed was a window, and at this time there was a tall and thin figure standing behind the window.

He Lianyan's pupils shrank, and the next moment he closed his eyes and felt the breath outside the room, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Did you fly here?"

His hand was still on the girl's chest on the bed, and the man outside the door walked in quietly, his eyes in the mask were as cold as ice.

"The news from the south is actually true," He Lianyan stared at the mask and said with a smile, "What year is it this year? Even Zhaohua has come out of the rivers and lakes again."

Li Ji looked at him and said lightly, "Don't say it, I seem to be dead."

"Is there any difference between you and being dead?" Helianyan continued to laugh, the corners of his mouth curled up as if remembering something interesting, "I have never seen a practitioner like you in this world."

"You don't want money, you don't want fame, you don't want money, you don't want women, and you don't want longevity," He Lianyan stared at him amusedly, "I really don't know what the purpose of your cultivation is, you should become a monk earlier."

"It's you who should become a monk," Li Ji said lightly, looking at the green eyes of the person in front of him, "You seem to be interested in what you said, and what are you practicing for?"

"Me? I'm just a knife, killing people according to orders," He Lianyan's lips curved slightly, his green eyes revealed an evil look, he looked at the person in front of him from top to bottom, looking at the sweat beads on the man's ears, His eyes narrowed and he suddenly laughed, "Are you really flying here?"

Li Ji didn't speak, just looked at the two people on the bed silently, sweat dripped from the edge of the bronze mask, dripping onto the ground, forming ice beads.

He Lianyan stared at the person in front of him, and his eyes fell on the girl on the bed.

"I remember that the beginning of autumn should have passed, and you should be curled up at the southernmost point of Nanchu at this time." He said lightly.

This person actually seemed to have come across thousands of miles, obviously he should have gone to recuperate secretly, this time is when his old injury flares up and becomes weak.

Since they dared to lay an ambush along the road, they naturally checked in advance that Lord Zhaohua of the Eastern Wu Dynasty was not in the convoy of the former Qin princess.

This man should have just arrived.

But to travel such a long distance in an instant, even the practitioners of the heavenly ranks have to pay the price, otherwise those heavenly ranks would have been able to travel freely on the mainland.

"You can travel thousands of miles in a short while. It seems that the news that you have climbed to the heavenly ranks is not false," He Lianyan laughed, "but the breath on your body now does not look like a heavenly rank, Li..."

He stared at the person in front of him and patted his head, "By the way, what name should I call you now?"

"I only have one name." Li Ji said lightly.

"What a ruthless man who forgets his origins," Helianyan sneered, but the next moment he looked at the person in front of him, his eyes turned cold.

"Li Ji, where's half of your true essence?"

The first time He Lianyan saw this old man, he noticed the abnormality in him.

Even with the amount of real energy he had before he advanced, at least half of it was a loss, which is no small matter for a practitioner.

"It was exhausted when I collided with the Southern Chu State Master." However, Li Ji's eyes were light, as if nothing had happened, "You seem to be unaware that there is a problem with my meridians, and I can't store my true energy."

"National Master of Southern Chu again?" He Lianyan laughed, "As expected, you are a waste."

"Really?" In the face of such heart-wrenching ridicule, Li Ji's eyes did not change, only looking at the hand of the boy sitting by the window on the girl's chest, his dark eyes became even darker.

"You can try it," Li Ji said lightly, "Can I cut off your hand?"

　No one knows how much Li Ji has done, because he won't let anyone know.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)