Dayu Execution Officer, begins to torture the demon girl's fiancee

Chapter 50 It's Awesome!
"No."

Yan'er shook her head again after hearing his words.

"The only thing handed down by the Taoist sect is the Qi Cultivation Technique, and you don't have a follow-up practice method, so there is no way."

"What if I say I have?"

Zhao Cuo's eyes lit up.

The Daoist Kungfu that Xia Yaonv gave him goes straight to the seventh realm!

Of course, he will not forgive this hateful monster princess just because of this.

"impossible."

Yan'er subconsciously shook her head.

"The oath to be made when entering the sect is impeccable. For thousands of years, the Taoist sect has not had any leaks of scriptures. Even the supernatural powers created by our disciples cannot be passed on to the outside world."

"I do."

Zhao Cuo didn't want to hear how Daozong monopolized the monastic system strongly, which made him unhappy but there was nothing he could do about it, so he chose to change the subject.

"I have the exercises after Qi training. Madam can help me break through, right? Then let's start quickly."

He stood up as he spoke.

"You, what are you doing!"

Yan'er looked at the belt that had slipped from his body to the ground, and suddenly her face paled!

"Didn't you say you wanted to double cultivate with me?"

Zhao looked at the startled widow of the late emperor inexplicably.

"I……"

With a pale face, Yan'er raised her hands and pinched the skirt of her clothes tightly, looked at him with eyes like a frightened bunny, and moved her plump body to hide in the corner of the bed.

"What do you mean?"

Young Master Zhao frowned displeased.

"no……"

Faced with his aggressive gaze, Yan'er's eye sockets began to turn red, and after a while she looked at him in panic with teary eyes.

"What double cultivation are you talking about... I don't mean it?"

Seeing that she was about to cry again, Zhao Cuo couldn't bear it anymore, and quickly squatted down to pick up the belt, with question marks all over his face.

This is to take a bath and let him come to the boudoir.

What about entertaining him?

"If you say so, that's..."

Looking at the suspicion in Zhao Cuo's eyes, the insecurity on Yan'er Hu Meier's little face gradually turned into annoyance, she let go of her hands in front of her and fell down, laying her plump and beautiful body on the jade bed, He said stubbornly and arrogantly.

"You mustn't underestimate Yan'er, anyway, I can't resist what you want now, I was already mentally prepared when I entered the palace at the age of 16."

"call……"

He took a deep breath, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, unceremoniously stretched out his hand to pinch her pink face, squeezed harder and said:
"Don't waste my time, double cultivation is fine, let me break through to the Xiantian realm quickly."

"What you understand is similar to what I said."

Yan'er said in a muffled voice, raised her hand to open Zhao Cuo's hand, turned over on the jade bed and faced him with her curvaceous back.

"Then do as you say."

Zhao got it wrong. What Mrs. Yan told him to come here should be the routine practice of meditating together, and the double cultivation he understood has the same effect.

Putting these two together, a fool would know to choose the latter, right?

But Yan'er was reluctant, and he didn't bother to force her.

"Really?"

Yan'er turned her head and took a peek at him.

"If you talk nonsense, it's fake."

Zhao Cuo said fiercely.

"Humph."

Yan'er sat up slowly, supporting her delicate body with her slender hands, and then looked at Zhao Cuo with complacency, as if she wasn't particularly surprised by his words.

"Yan'er has already seen through you."

She hummed softly.

"Zhao Cuo, you are a proud and arrogant person. If Yan'er is not willing, you will definitely not force it."

"You think too much."

Zhao Cuo looked at her expressionlessly.

"If it weren't for the fact that you would cry from the beginning to the end, I would have done you right now. I'm just too lazy to comfort you."

"Are you looking down on Yan'er again?"

Madam Yan's face darkened.

"No."

Zhao Mi made a perfunctory sentence.

"Sit over here."

Yan'er didn't bother anymore, she raised Bai Shengsheng's little hand and patted the seat in front of her, motioning for Zhao Cuo to sit down.

"How to do?"

Zhao Cuo sat cross-legged with her face to face.

"Although I don't know where your skills come from, but I can't help you break through tonight. I'll send someone to the sect to get a Xiantian pill tomorrow."

Yan'er explained.

"Ok?"

Zhao Cuo froze for a moment, then took out the elixir that the empress dowager gave him.

"After discovering the problem with the Yinbi painting boat before, the Queen Mother Zhao gave me one. You can see if there is any problem."

He poured the Xiantian pill out of the jade bottle and handed it to Yan'er.

"The elixir is right, but the woman didn't let you enter the Taoist sect and gave you this, obviously to harm you, if you don't know the way of the Xiantian realm, you can only stay in the second realm forever if you take the medicine directly to break through the realm. "

Yan'er sneered and said.

"I see."

Zhao Cuo responded calmly.

"Let's start now. I will help you break through your innateness tonight, and you will continue to practice with me tomorrow."

Madam Yan stretched out her slender white jade finger holding the pill to his lips as she spoke.

"Look again."

Zhao Cuo said vaguely, and then he didn't mind her feeding, and directly opened his mouth to swallow the pill.

Yan'er wiped Bai Nen's finger on his clothes with some displeasure.

The saliva is stained.

"Just close your eyes, and leave everything to Yan'er. It may be a little uncomfortable at first, but please bear with it."

Mrs. Yan said with pure eyes, and raised her hands to face him with her white and pink palms. Zhao Cuo faced the four palms without a teacher.

"Thanks a lot."

Zhao Cuo said something politely, and then closed his eyes as she said, and then he felt a vast and majestic power like an abyss like an ocean coming from the delicate little hand that touched him.

At this moment, he deeply understood that Yan'er was a powerful practitioner who could poke him to death with one finger. If he came to this world, he would just become a low-level Taoist disciple. she.

However, his Young Master Zhao can put the late emperor's widow in any shape without any scruples.

'You seem to be thinking of something impolite? '

Yan'er's sullen voice sounded in his heart.

'Your illusion. '

Zhao wrongly replied.

He was surprised to find that there was an indescribable connection between himself and Yan'er at this time.

You can vaguely feel the thoughts in each other's hearts, and the thoughts can extend to every part of each other's bodies. This way of communication is simply more honest and unreserved than husband and wife?
'Shuangxiu is amazing! '

'Do not think too much! '

Yan'er's voice turned from embarrassment to anger this time.

Zhao Cuo stopped responding, and settled down to receive the vast mana surging from her body, and the Xiantian pill contained in his mouth gradually melted away.

I don't know how much time passed, but at a certain moment, he saw a trace of purple in his palace of life, and then the sound of water breaking through some pass rang in his ears.

(End of this chapter)