Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Yi Huang didn't hear the surprise at all: "What is the basis?"

"I noticed that when Sui Mirage killed the Butterfly King, the Butterfly King didn't even resist, so if he blatantly killed me, I might jump a couple of times, and a strong man with a body filled with ninety divine plants would ripple a little bit. Didn't it splash?"

"The greatest possibility is that the Butterfly King had been secretly seriously injured and was on the verge of death when Sui Mirage attacked the Butterfly King."

"So, I thought that, apart from Sui Mirage's hidden cultivation, at least one of the ten of us has a cultivation above the Ninety Divine Plants. As for who this person is, it's really hard to judge."

Yi Huang said indifferently: "In a critical moment, why is it called Sui Mirage?"

"..." Zhao Fushuang: "I've said so much, and you heard this?"

"I'm not there, so I can't judge your guess. You are smart and believe in your guess."

Well, this answer is barely reasonable.

Zhao Fushuang: "It's time for you to answer my question. What do you know?"

"Among you, there are indeed two people whose cultivation base is in the quasi-immortal realm. It is up to you to judge who it is."

Zhao Fushuang said bluntly, "Is it Xie Zhiyu?"

"Why him?"

"The battle lasted so long, that person didn't make a move, but he did it after I was injured. I think this person should have no malice towards me, but Xie Zhiyu is the most invisible person, and he has no malice towards me."

Yi Huang didn't say yes or no, but said in a low voice: "Knowing that this person is unfathomable, keep a distance from him."

"..." She didn't approach him either, besides, after so long, Xie Zhiyu had no intention of approaching her.

Looking at it horizontally and vertically, it is her villain's heart and the gentleman's belly!
Zhao Fushuang thought to herself: "These people are really annoying. What is the purpose of hiding behind?"

Yi Huang didn't answer her question, but said: "It's related to you, you don't need to work hard, the answer will come to the surface, it has nothing to do with you, and you don't need to explore it, knowing too much will only cause trouble."

"I know." She wasn't interested in other people's affairs either.

After a while, Zhao Fushuang suddenly said, "Tie Xin, are you afraid that I will cause trouble, or do you really care about me?"

Yi Huang replied truthfully: "There are all of them."

"Okay." She took a step forward, but he didn't back down, he was the man she wanted!

"I don't need to heal anymore."

"Ok?"

Zhao Fushuang turned her head, said with a smile in her eyes, "My injury is not good for a day, so I have a reason not to leave here."

Seeing the smile in her clever eyebrows, Yi Huang's heart lost weight, and his voice became hoarse for a long time: "What do you want?"

Zhao Fu stretched out both hands: "Hold me, husband."

The hand stretched out in front of his eyes was slender and white, and he still remembered the touch.

To be honest, he was a little reluctant to touch her.

After all, he still can't accept the physical reaction that is not controlled by his own will.

Zhao Fu moved her hands forward again.

Yi Huang hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to hold it.

It's still soft but a bit cold to the touch.

He subconsciously tightened his fingers, trying to warm the coldness in his hands.

Obviously, Zhao Fushuang was very courageous, and she was just a girl. When she touched her fingers, she stiffened imperceptibly.

When he looked at her, her black eyelashes trembled, and the snow-white earlobes under the black hair on the sideburns quietly turned red.

He couldn't help feeling amused.

Sharp words became the best weapon to cover up her timidity. Sometimes, it was easy for people to overlook her softness as a girl.

In fact, since some things have become a fact, she doesn't need to take the initiative.

Yi Huang clenched her palm tightly, and rubbed the back of her hand with her thumb, "Cold?"

Zhao Fu froze, nodded, "Cold."

When she came here, she was cold all the time.

In other words, on this Mayfly Mountain, she was easily cold and her emotions fluctuated a lot.

Yi Huang's magic power flowed into her body between the two holding hands, "I've said it, I won't heal the wound anymore."

"You can stay if you recover from your injury, no one will force you to go."

"You do not understand."

She was in a dilemma, enjoying the tenderness with him, but also eager to know what happened in the past, and sometimes wanted to find out the reason for her loss of talent.

Yi Huang: "..."

He didn't understand, it was just because she didn't want to open her heart to her.

Yi Huang no longer sent mana to her.

Her magic healing power is very strong, she doesn't deliberately heal her wounds, and she heals faster than others.

With a thought, a thick cloak fell on her shoulders, and the cool breath of bamboo was strong: "If you don't want to heal, take a rest."

Zhao Fushuang was really not energetic, so she turned around and lay down on his lap.

In the past, when he resisted her, he couldn't control his thoughts about her, but now it's justified, and he himself doesn't believe that he won't have charming thoughts.

He tensed his voice, "Where's your bamboo bed?"

"In order to save my life, I gave it to someone in the stone house."

Yi Huang: "..."

Zhao Fu breathed in the clear bamboo fragrance, and his heavy heart was relieved. He leaned on his lap and said in a muffled voice, "Bamboo, I'm actually not happy."

She can't describe her depression in detail, but she probably knows that she misses that grandfather whom she has never met, Grandma Huoshu, and him!
This kind of sadness will only be better when he is by his side.

I wanted to find some excuses to let her sleep elsewhere, but I couldn't say: "Go to sleep."

Zhao Fu's body was injured, and her depressed mood was slightly relieved, and she fell asleep within a short while.

Looking at her pale cheeks on his lap, thinking of her fragility when she said she was unhappy, Yi Huang didn't have any charming thoughts, but actually felt pity.

After his hand fell between her hair, he consciously went back into the cage, intending to take it away, but finally gave up.

While looking up at the constellation map, he occasionally rubbed her hair, as if he could soothe her so-called unhappiness.

Everything was supposed to be harmonious, until Zhao Fushuang turned around a few times, and Yi Huang's face turned completely dark!

Maybe because he thought his knee was hard, she moved towards his thigh.

It didn't stop until it found a suitable position.

And he was on the verge of losing control.

At that moment, desire and desire soared like passion ~ the aperture of desire was suddenly opened, and countless greed and obsession swarmed in, completely controlling him.

Yi Huang turned over, and Zhao Fushuang was already placed under him, his two hands desperately supporting the ground, so that he would not be controlled by passion.

However, the more you want to control, the more you lose control.

His eyes fell uncontrollably on her beautiful and soft lips, on her pale cheeks, and on her snow-white neck.

There is even an obsession to remind him repeatedly that he is her woman, as it should be, and getting her is a matter of course!
At this moment, Zhao Fu frowned, put one hand on her abdomen, and slowly opened her eyes.

The four eyes met, one was perplexed and the other was fiery.

When Yi Huang came back rationally, his temples were sweating, "I'm sorry."

When he propped himself on the ground and was about to get up, Zhao Fushuang, who moved faster than his brain, grabbed him by the collar.

"What do you want to do?"

What does he want to do? !

Would she not know?
Yi Huang still overestimated his rationality, almost when she grabbed her neckline, his body fell down, and he hugged her tightly into his arms back.

(End of this chapter)