My practice with the fairy

Chapter 7 Your Name
Three days, in Jing Yue's eager waiting, finally came to an end.
In the cold palace, two servants in black stood quietly aside.

Not far in front of them, the Holy Maiden in a light golden dress was sitting on the floor, with plates of exquisite dishes in front of her.

Her skin was like fat jade, and the pair of delicate and round long legs outside the skirt were flawless. Even the two female servants couldn't help blushing and beating heartbeats when they saw it.

At this time, the two female servants in black suddenly noticed that the body of the languid Saintess suddenly tightened, and she pressed her towering chest and said excitedly: "I'm back, I'm back at last."

In consciousness, the startled voice of the young saint sounded—"It's you again?".

Jing Yue replied, "It's me."

The young saint couldn't help complaining: "Can you stop being so excited, or stop touching, it's very itchy."

At this time, the excited Jing Yue was involuntarily stroking the beautiful collarbone of the saint girl, completely forgetting his shape.

He really liked the feeling of being in this body.

"Sorry, I can't help myself at the moment."

Immediately, he looked at the dishes on the table and the plasma-like wine in the luminous glass, and swallowed his saliva.

Because of the cold poison in his body, Jing Yue had strictly abstained from alcohol and meat a few years ago, so it was rare for him to be presumptuous.

And now, the body is not my own.

"You are eating."

Faced with this situation, Jing Yue took a sip of the wine and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

When was the last time you drank alcohol?

Immediately, he looked at the bland dishes on the table and asked in confusion, "Why is there no meat?"

In consciousness, the sweet voice of the saint girl sounded—"Do you like meat?".

"That would be great."

"You can let them prepare."

At this time, Jing Yue found two black-clothed female servants with terrified faces under the main hall.

The saintess suddenly talked to herself there, which really scared them.

Jing Yue came to his senses and explained: "Don't worry, I nodded after drinking, do you have braised pork?"

The maid on the left replied nervously, "Yes."

"Then bring it up quickly."

"Yes!"

The two maids went down anxiously.

It's really weird that the Holy Maiden, who has always been on a light diet, suddenly wants to eat braised pork.

But they are always loyal and timid servants, how dare they neglect.

So it didn't take long for a big bowl of hot braised pork to be served.

Jing Yue drank and gorged himself, enjoying himself.

Before the onset of cold poison, he liked to eat meat very much.

At that time, he was already well-known in the small town of his hometown. Because of his fierce fighting, many ideas, and ruthless shots, almost all his peers in the vicinity regarded him as the leader.

Even after the age of 14, when his health deteriorates, everyone is willing to call him "Brother Jing".

The family of the neighbor's sister, because he helped to solve two troubles, would call him whenever they had the opportunity to eat meat, and it just so happened that the neighbor's sister cooked braised pork very well.

After going back and forth, Jing Yue fell in love with this thing.

The braised pork at the neighbor's sister's house is delicious, but meat is scarce in the small town, so it is destined that there will not be a big portion. Every time he eats it, he still can't get enough.

He once had a very simple ideal, that is, after earning enough money in the future, he can live a life of eating braised pork every day.

But before he realized this ideal, the cold poison in his body broke out, and after that, he was even less stinky.

So this time, Jing Yue ate wantonly with the mouth of the saint girl.

The servants in the temple had already been driven outside by him, and Jing Yue didn't need to care about the graceful posture of the saint, he only cared about eating.

When the big bowl of braised pork bottomed out, Jing Yue couldn't help hiccupping, then put down his chopsticks and let out a long breath.

"I can see that you like to eat meat, can you eat so much?"

The voice of the saint girl sounded with a hint of displeasure.

She seldom eats meat, and this time the other party ate so much, so the feeling of fullness in her stomach made her quite uncomfortable.

Jing Yue said with a satisfied face: "I'm really sorry, I couldn't hold back for a while."

After a while, the woman known as the saint said in confusion: "You said you would not come back."

Jing Yue responded: "At that time, it was possible, you and I were destined, so I came back again."

"Shameless!" The saint girl complained.

Jing Yue stood up and couldn't help taking a deep breath.

This kind of feeling that the body is as light as a feather, except that the center of gravity is slightly affected by the chest, is really wonderful.

Yes, after three days of ants crawling on his body, he is back!

"What do you want to use my body for this time?" the saint girl asked.

"Miss Saint, surely this marksmanship doesn't only have the 'dipping' move?"

"Are you using me as a training tool?"

"Of course not. The girl taught me how to practice, and she is very kind to me. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is my master."

"Is this how you usually treat Master?"

"girl mean"

"It's not you who used Master's body to drink alcohol, eat meat like crazy, and dare to get tired of eating and gain weight?"

"I'm sorry, I will be happy with wine and meat next time, but I forgot what the girl likes." Jing Yue apologized sincerely.

He came again this time, in addition to learning skills, he also had to establish a good relationship with the saint girl, to see if he could improve his favorability, and his attitude would naturally be better.

The saint girl didn't care too much, and said: "Okay, besides 'sticking', there are two variations of 'collapse' and 'destroying' in the spear shake technique. Which one do you want to learn?"

"Of course I want to learn all of them, so let's start with 'Beng' first."

It is still the small courtyard, the leaves on the two maple trees are like the hair on the middle-aged man's head, and a little less.

In fact, the Spear Shaking Technique lies in the word "shaking". After getting familiar with the trembling power in Zhan Zi Jue, Beng Zi Jue is just another change of this trembling power, and it will come naturally when practiced.

Especially on the basis that the saint girl has long been proficient in this skill physically and mentally, Jing Yue has made rapid progress.

Two hours later, Jing Yue began to test the results of his practice.

I saw him mobilizing the zhenqi in his body to circulate among several other acupuncture points, bringing about a trembling force that was difficult for outsiders to detect.

The spear in his hand trembled suddenly, and it stuck to the solid stone lion.

Initially, the stone lion didn't change much, but after two breaths, only a crackling sound was heard, and a clear crack appeared on the surface of the solid lion, and the head broke straight away.

Upon closer inspection, it collapsed from the inside out.

The saint explained: "Beng Zijue naturally highlights the word 'beng', especially the damage to the body's bones. If your gun sticks to someone, the big bones of the opponent's body can break seventeen or eight segments, right? It’s also an entry point.”

Jing Yue was overjoyed for a while, and quickly replied: "It's the saint who taught well."

"Stop flattering, when will you leave this time?"

"Still only staying for three hours, don't dare to disturb."

Jing Yue secretly said: "I want to stay longer, the system is not good enough."

"Mie Zi Jue is not that simple. If you can't get started at this time today, if you only practice half of it, it will be disadvantageous." The saint girl replied.

Jing Yue was in trouble for a while, and said: "Girl, can you teach me something else? I finally came here once, and I want to learn more."

The saint refused: "No."

"why?"

"I ate too much braised pork today, don't you feel uncomfortable and want to vomit?"

Jing Yue clutched his chest, with a distressed expression on his face, he said, "It's like this."

"Then let's chat for a while, I'm bored staying here." The saint girl said.

After the other party said this, Jing Yue could only sit down, looked at the big white legs outside the hem of the skirt, and said, "Okay, what do you want to talk about, Miss Saintess? By the way, if you dare to ask the girl's name, I will get her advice." , that is half of my master, and should be kept in mind."

"I won't tell you. What about you, what's your name?"

The saint girl asked back, with a little playfulness in her tone.

Jing Yue said frankly: "The water is cut off."

"It's fake when you hear it, it's boring." The saint complained.

The next moment, her tone changed, and she said, "What are you touching?"

While touching the belt, Jing Yue replied: "I'll see if there is any waist card or something, so that I can know the name of the holy lady master."

"Okay, don't touch it, just call me Ye Ning."

"It turned out to be Miss Ye Ning."

After knowing the other party's name, Jing Yue felt a lot happier, so a sweet smile appeared on the charming face of Saintess Ye Ning.

"Well, Miss Ye, can I ask a few questions?"

"Ok?"

(End of this chapter)