Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

"Sorry." Maybe everything needs to be done step by step, but he was too anxious.

Just as Yi Huang withdrew his hand, Zhao Fushuang suddenly reached out to hold his hand, and then put her own in, looking around uncomfortably, "Forget it, my hands are cold, warm them up for me."

As she spoke, she pretended to look closely at the chain in her hand and stopped looking at him.

Yi Huang looked down at the small white hand in his palm, which was soft, slender and cold.

He tightened his fingers inch by inch, wrapping her completely in his palm.

He has a feeling.

When she was unruly and willful, he had nothing to do with her.

When she acted coquettishly and showed weakness, he was eaten to death by her!

Zhao Fu shook the chain: "Does it have other functions?"

"This is condensed from Yukun's lifelong insights. It is harder than weapons in the world. For the time being, you can use it as a weapon. It can help you understand the way of heaven."

"One day when you understand the way of heaven, you can lead it to recognize its master, and then you will truly own it. After recognizing the master, you can explore many wonderful things. If you have a high degree of compatibility with it, it is no worse than a divine weapon. .”

Zhao Fushuang sighed: "This sounds more powerful than Lingze Sword."

Yi Huang: "Give back the Lingze sword?"

Zhao Fushuang turned on the spot, "Dreaming!"

When Zhao Fushuang was about to withdraw her hand, she found that he was holding her still. She stared, "Let go."

Yi Huang coaxed calmly: "I haven't given you a decent thing yet, do you want anything?"

"Why did you send me something?"

Yi Huang said, "I owe you a dowry."

"That's right, I haven't received a dowry gift yet, so I have to think about it."

Zhao Fu thought about it, and didn't struggle anymore, letting him hold her hand, a smile flashed in Yi Huang's eyes.

Now that she got a new weapon, Zhao Fushuang really didn't expect what she would need.

"Unexpectedly, you owe it first, and I will ask you for it later."

"it is good."

Zhao Fushuang just got a new weapon, so she was naturally very curious.

Immersed in spiritual consciousness to observe again and again.

Because he had to hold her hand, Yi Huang couldn't sit upright. He sat in a slightly relaxed posture, still looking at the constellation map.

After a long time, Zhao Fu said in both directions: "This one is getting warmer, and this one is cold."

Seeing her pale face, Yi Huang frowned slightly: "Don't look, just meditate to warm your body."

"I can't get into samadhi here."

Yi Huang: "..."

The Mountain Lord's Mansion can't enter the samadhi, so can't the Tears Realm?

"..." She has such a wonderful cultivation talent, where can she justify it!

Zhao Fu's double consciousness was immersed in the chain again.

She had an indescribable feeling that once her consciousness entered the chain, the chain would always fluctuate slightly.

She explored inch by inch, and those fluctuations became more and more obvious.

In the blink of an eye, half a month.

One person looked at the constellation map, the other looked at the chains, and Yi Huang sometimes used magic power to recuperate Zhao Fushuang's body. Half a month passed very quickly, and Zhao Fushuang's injury was almost healed.

One day, Zhao Fushuang was playing with the chain, and suddenly the chain seemed to come alive, and with a rattle, it slid into her palm like a snake.

"Ah." Zhao Fushuang exclaimed, and looked at Yi Huang incredulously, "Where did it go?"

"..." Yi Huang looked at Zhao Fushuang speechlessly for a long time.

"What's wrong?"

Yi Huang joked for a long time: "The cultivation talent is not good, but the ability to comprehend the way of heaven is not weak."

"What do you mean?"

"Congratulations, the chain has recognized you as the master, and the fit needs to be honed in the future."

He didn't expect that the recognition of the owner of the chain would come so quickly!

Zhao Fushuang was still in disbelief: "Huh? So simple?"

Yi Huang: "..."

The simplicity in her mouth, some people can't do it in their whole life.

For ninety-nine out of ten people, this chain will be no different from an ordinary iron chain except for its hardness.

As for her, it took only half a month for her to make the chains recognize her as the owner. This talent for perception, when counted, can be regarded as a genius.

I'm afraid it's still above the ancestor Mengjiu.

"In your past, have you ever realized the way of heaven?"

"No." She is only a few hundred years old. She was either rebellious or depraved in the past, so she has no time to think about the way of heaven.

This is strange: "Never had enlightenment?"

"That's not true. I was on the verge of death when I was in trouble. After being buried in the snow for a long time, I seemed to realize something. After that, I came back to life, reshaped my physical body, and returned to my cultivation."

"That's it. Although you didn't intentionally comprehend the way of heaven, the enlightenment at the time of life and death planted a seed of the way of heaven in your sea of ​​consciousness, and it will only wait for you to water and fertilize it in the future, and it will bloom and bear fruit."

Zhao Fushuang was very happy about this matter, the chain appeared in the palm of her hand, and then put it away, and then put it away again, until she got tired of playing, and then put it away completely.

She squinted at Yi Huang: "You say I have poor cultivation talent?"

Yi Huang: "..." Isn't it true?

"So, you still don't believe what I said in the past?"

Yi Huang: "...Not all of them don't believe it."

"I have a way to prove that what I said is true."

"Blood oath?"

Zhao Fu shook her head: "Yi Huang, do you know why I don't let you sleep?"

Neither of them is a child, and Yi Huang obviously has desires for her, holding her hand these days often makes his blood boil, and every time this happens, he lets go of her without a trace.

Although this phenomenon is not normal, Zhao Fushuang is not really as simple as a blank sheet of paper.

They were husband and wife, and they were heading in the same direction, and she didn't want to keep her innocence.

Even, she thought despicably, it's easy to beat Yi Huang at this time, even if she has someone in her heart, she should never leave her from now on.

However, she can't.

She was always thinking about how to tell Yi Huang her identity.

If Yi Huang can't violate ethics.

She can still be a clean girl, she still has a way out.

Once he really fell asleep, he couldn't accept the identity that lay between the two of them. I'm afraid that there would be a knot in the throat between the two of them, and it would be impossible for anyone to be happy in the future.

Yi Huang: "Because you haven't let go of the bullying I gave you in the past?"

Although, he didn't know what grievances he had with her.

Zhao Fu stretched out her hands to pick off the blackness on Yi Huang's eyes, but Yi Huang paused and let her pick it off.

In the long darkness, Yi Huang instinctively closed his eyes.

Zhao Fu's fingers brushed his eyelids: "Open your eyes and look at me."

Yi Huang said helplessly, "I can't see things yet."

"It's okay, just open your eyes."

Yi Huang slowly opened his eyes, dark eyes, without a trace of emotion, obviously unable to see things, but as bright as normal people's eyes.

Zhao Fushuang, "That year, when you bullied me, you were in the same state. You were superior, indifferent, and unkind."

That was more than 300 years ago.

Yi Huang: "What else did I do?"

I can't even remember this!

Zhao Fushuang was inexplicably angry, "Am I really that unworthy of your heart?"

For so many years, she remembered him clearly, but she didn't leave any trace in his heart.

As soon as he thought of this, he lost all thought of talking properly, and poked his eyes with his hand.

As soon as Yi Huang grabbed her hand, it was a little funny: "Zhao Fushuang, are you a dog? If you disagree with me, you will bite."

Before Yi Huang finished speaking, the chain rang, and the black chain swam out from Zhao Fushuang's palm in an instant and attacked Yi Huang.

Yi Huang held her hand with one hand and the chain with the other, coaxing patiently, "Take it back."

"I don't!" Wouldn't it be embarrassing to take it back like this?
"Okay." After Yi Huang finished speaking, the chains had passed behind Zhao Fushuang's back, binding her twice.

No matter how difficult Zhao Fushuang was to move, he could only stare blankly: "This broken chain is not useful at all."

"Really?" One hand of Yi Huang was still holding hers, while the other was leisurely controlling the other end of the chain, "I think it's pretty good."