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Chapter 211: Put your hair up first

Chapter 211: Put your hair up first (New Year’s update!)

Nangong Zhuo kept his word, and if he wanted to play with Qin Lang, he would really play with it.

After waking up the next day, Qin Lang himself was fine. At most, he was stepped on a few more times on his face and mouth.

But "Qin Xiaolang" was different. It could really be said that he was played to death.

……

"Nan...Mr. Nan..."

"Huh huh~ What? Isn't this okay?"

After some banter, Qin Lang, who was blindfolded and unable to see Nangong Zhuo's expression, could only vaguely hear her complaining in a low voice:

"Tch...such a big one...who is it for to show off its power..."

"..."

Of course, Qin Lang didn't want to be like this, but he was born with the wheel-turning posture, so there was really nothing he could do about it.

"prescription?"

"Oh, that's the specific method of healing..."

The saint's face turned slightly red and she rubbed her nose:

"I recently discovered that Master has been studying... um... studying prescriptions in the study."

Nan Lingyue smiled sheepishly, and when Qin Lang started eating, he couldn't help but have a worried look in his eyes.

"Haha~ Just bear with it, if you dare to come out even a little bit, I will crush you right away!~"

Nan Lingyue is not a selfish girl, nor is she a sentimental girl. She is complaining like this, even though she is not very confident.

I hope Master will take action when the time comes... and be gentle when he takes action...

"..."

"you sure?"

But Nangong Zhuo obviously didn't think about this, as if Qin Xiaolang's arrogance was all blamed on Qin Lang, he tapped, pressed, rubbed or picked with one foot, but in the end, he stepped on Qin Xiaolang little by little. Qin Dalang.

……

If nothing else, I would like to leave some blessings for other women...

"Then I took advantage of Master's unpreparedness and secretly sneaked into the study and took a few glances. The words written on it were very difficult to understand. I just barely saw something like saying that the man needs to be trained hard before healing..."

Although this situation will not cause Qin Lang's body to suffer internal injuries due to the existence of internal force, the aggrievedness and "pain" in his mind and dignity are real.

All in all, seeing Qin Dalang not only jumping and showing his veins, but also getting hot like a fire stick, Nangong Zhuoming was very dissatisfied:

Ugh…

"Huh? Lingyue...is your nose bleeding again?"

"...Woo!..."

The sliding frequency of the soft soles of the feet seemed to suddenly increase. Qin Lang, who was blindfolded, could not help but tremble, and immediately provoked a burst of giggles:

"Ah, no! I mean...this thing is indeed good for your health. Eat it, eat it~"

On the other hand, Nangong Zhuo not only suppressed Qin Lang verbally, but actually used some method, as if he had put a tight spell on Qin Lang, making him blush and unable to get out.

Because Qin Lang did not explain specifically what Nangong Zhuo had done to him, and his expression was rather vague, he had some doubts about the accuracy of Nan Lingyue's news.

Although they are the same person doing the same thing, this is the biggest difference between "Nangong Zhuo" and Zhuo Beibei.

exercise?

"???"

The little girl in Qin Lang's impression would still be well-behaved when she should be well-behaved. At times like this, she would never torture herself by letting herself endure it. Instead, she would obediently use her little feet to catch on, and then complain while complaining. Clean up after yourself.

"I took a look at that recipe, and there are still more than ten pages left. Qin Lang...you have to take care..."

The girl looked distressed, picked up her chopsticks and put some chubby blood ginseng into Qin Lang's bowl:

"Eat more. Although Master is using it to keep you in captivity, after you are released from the pen..."

Things like this toying with and torturing him lasted for four or five days. Only then did Qin Lang intermittently learn from Nan Lingyue, who secretly visited him, that Nangong Zhuo was not only toying with him, but also to prepare for future healing. , is a means of processing and nourishing "medicinal materials" in advance.

As for Nangong Zhuo...

Anyway, when Qin Xiaolang was trampled into Qin Dalang, Qin Lang could vaguely feel that Nangong Zhuo's jade feet were trembling slightly.

"It's true. Didn't you say that Master would torture you...yours..."

I don’t know if it’s because she clearly remembers those nights, or for some other reason…

Haha, Qin Lang has really been trained hard these days. Even his good relative Aunt Meng who wanted to come to visit was turned away because of the invisible "chastity lock" Nangong Zhuo set for him. In the end, he had to rely entirely on himself. The golden inner energy was passively suppressed.

Then, my nose felt a little warm.

"Damn it...why does it get stronger the more you step on it...Tsk! What a pervert..."

"Eh?! Oh...I'm sorry, I'm..."

Of course, "other women" must refer to other women Qin Lang likes, such as the princess, Gu Jin, or even Xuan'er.

That is the specific method of dual cultivation. When Qin Lang heard this, he revealed a sneer that was just as I expected. The crazy woman looked very angry on the surface, but in fact, her knowledge reserve in that area was only theoretical. It was her turn. I have to get started myself, and I have to learn and sell now.

Of course, for Qin Lang, this "sword-making" aspect of the sect leader was naturally familiar to him.

On the other hand, when he thought that Mr. Qin in front of him would soon be killed by his master, some vague imaginary scenes floated through his mind. Nan Lingyue was stunned for a while without realizing it, and then...

The saint quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped it, then changed the subject:

"By the way, Master has done some cruel things to you."

"We'll talk about this later. It's mainly internal injuries."

Heartache can be considered internal injury, but in fact, Qin Lang should have suffered a lot of external injuries.

For example, his face and ears were scratched at the beginning, and he actually had similar injuries in the past few days. But every time Qin Lang fainted and woke up after being played by Nangong Zhuo, he could no longer see those scars, and reflected them instead. What caught his eye was Nan Lingyue who woke him up.

Thinking of this, Qin Lang also smiled knowingly:

"Lingyue, I've really troubled you these days, thank you."

"Damn it, it's already now, why are you so polite to me..."

The girl wrapped her fingers around the tip of her ponytail, and then took out the jade pendant she used to communicate with Xuan'er:

"Ah, Master came back so early today!"

"It's okay, I just finished eating, go ahead."

Qin Lang wiped his mouth, sat on the stone bench skillfully and let Nan Lingyue tie him up again, and then reminded Nan Lingyue before leaving:

"Hey, remember to say hello to Xuan'er for me."

"Yeah, yeah, I ask every day, Xuan'er is happy~"

……

In this way, similar days passed for another three or four days.

After all, it has been seven days since I arrived at the unknown cave of Tianhe Sect.

Seven days had passed since Qin Lang suffered so much humiliation, and Nangong Zhuo played with him in more and more ways. In the end, almost all of them ended with Qin Xiaolang being suppressed and about to explode. With this, Qin Lang also The anger on the part was almost built up.

If you wait until I go out...

If senior sister finds me...

If my martial arts skills reach the level of my senior sister in the future...

……

All kinds of "what ifs" filled Qin Lang's mind. After the seventh day, Qin Lang was led out of this mysterious cave by Nangong Zhuo on a "dog leash" for the first time.

"Where are you taking me?"

"The Acacia sect in Beishan District."

"?"

"The sect's largest double cultivation platform is there, and we will be in retreat there for the next ten days."

"..."

Qin Lang understood that the treatment was finally about to begin.

After these days of torture and Nan Lingyue's reminder, Qin Lang has little expectation for this process. He does not expect any pleasure. He only hopes that he will not become a human being, and also hopes that he can live to see "Zhuo". Just come back from Beibei.

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"Welcome to the sect master——~"

Qin Lang followed Nangong Zhuo, wearing a hood and walking for who knows how long. When he seemed to have reached another cave, he finally heard other people's voices for the first time in a long time.

"Sect Master Jin An——~"

After a group of female voices shouted respectfully, Qin Lang began to gradually hear their whispers as he walked.

……

"Look, this seems to be the one brought back by the sect leader..."

"Hehe~ You're in pretty good shape~"

"It's a pity. No matter how good you are, you still have to submit to the lord."

"That's the man in the world who can make the sect master surrender, and he's not even born yet~"

"With my head covered, I don't know what my face looks like..."

"Shh...what are you thinking about? This is the master's elixir, do you want to take it too?"

"That's right, good sister, if you have such thoughts, why not eat sister mine~"

……

Along with all kinds of frivolous laughter, some ridiculing words also fell into Qin Lang's ears. Qin Lang endured the humiliation and silently put the blame of these Hehuan sect girls on Nangong Zhuo.

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"metropolitan."

"Have the arrangements been made?"

"It has been arranged that once the double cultivation platform starts operating, the entire Shuiyun Palace will be completely isolated from the outside world. Even if the Tianshan Girl comes, she will not be able to break through it."

"very good."

……

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Qin Lang heard several female voices with relatively mature voices. Through the conversation, he estimated that they were elders.

And when he heard that even the senior sister couldn't break into the double cultivation platform he was going to next, Qin Lang also sighed secretly. Finally, the two walked for a while and entered a quiet and spacious place where even their footsteps echoed slightly. Nangong Zhuo stopped and took off Qin Lang's hood.

Qin Lang slowly opened his eyes, looked around, and found that he was in a wide, new cave.

This cave is completely different from Nangong Zhuo's previous residence. There are no flowers, plants or trees at all. Except for a thick stone door, it is surrounded by cold stone walls like ordinary caves. Only a little light pours in from a small opening on the top of the cave. , very dim, just enough to make out a stone platform in the middle with a strange inscription engraved on it.

And around the stone platform, there are eight bronze mirrors in a circle, as if according to the Bagua directions.

"This is...the so-called Shuiyun Palace? And there are double cultivation platforms?"

Nangong Zhuo glanced at Qin Lang indifferently:

"Stop talking nonsense, go up and lie down, take off your clothes."

"..."

Qin Lang had no choice but to take off his rather ragged clothes and pants as instructed.

Nangong Zhuo, who was standing in front of the Double Cultivation Platform, suddenly turned around. This was the first time in so many days that he saw Qin Lang naked while he was standing there.

The perfect male figure of the 20-year-old young hero Qin Lang suddenly came into her eyes when he was standing completely, causing her to lose consciousness for a moment. There was even a flash of blush on her face that she shouldn't have. Fortunately, the sky was bright. It was dim and did not let Qin Lang notice his gaffe.

"Stupid...idiot! Who asked you to take off your clothes right now!"

"?Then I'll put it on again?"

"no need."

Nangong Zhuoyu waved his hand, and the chain on his hand pulled Qin Lang's whole body and threw it directly on the stone platform.

Qin Lang felt very unhappy and suffered a severe pain, and Nangong Zhuo quickly took off the gauze black skirt that he usually wore outside.

Of course, the small amount of black fabric that was said to be "part of the technique" was still on her body. Her plump and beautiful figure just sat cross-legged on the stone platform, silently muttering some words that Qin Lang couldn't understand. Immediately, a piece of rose-red fluorescence began to light up from Nangong Zakuo's flat belly.

"?"

Qin Lang looked at the light in surprise and found that it turned out to be rose-red lines like flower vines, which seemed to be growing and slowly appeared on Nangong Zhuo's lower abdomen, and soon showed a beautiful pattern.

Combined with the reflections of the eight bronze mirrors surrounding the stone platform, the scene here is full of unique magic and beauty.

And when the lines appeared, the faint fluorescence also disappeared, leaving only a complicated rose-red pattern, starting from a little above Nangong Zhuo's petite navel, and extending to the inverted triangle that could barely cover the mouth of the pot. Cloth piece place.

"what is this?"

"..."

Nangong Zhuo's face was slightly uncomfortable and wavering, but he still said:

"This is...used to calculate...the dose of medicinal decoction..."

"?"

"Why are you asking so many questions!"

Snapped!

As if he was furious, Nangong Zhuo raised his hand and slapped Qin Lang:

"Look on your head!"

Qin Lang gritted his teeth, raised his eyes, and then noticed a pink stalactite above. There seemed to be a drop of water condensing at the tip of the hanging stone. Looking down from the position of the water drop, at the corner of the double cultivation platform There is also a very thick jade cup standing on it.

"In order to prevent you from not paying attention, drink this after the flower sap of this stone flower drips."

"What will happen if you drink this stuff?"

"You will be more attentive after drinking. Don't you understand what I am saying? Without further ado, let's start first. Close your eyes."

"..."

Damn it, you actually have to close your eyes at this time.

Qin Lang closed his eyes, but he didn't know whether it was because he closed his eyes or because he was feeling unhappy, but Qin Xiaolang stopped.

"Tsk, useless stuff..."

Nangong Zhuo raised his hand and patted Qin Xiaolang a few times. Qin Xiaolang was still dejected and had no tendency to become Qin Dalang at all.

"Is it possible that... we really have to follow what's in the book..."

Nangong Zhuo muttered, and finally helplessly placed his hands on both sides of Qin Lang who was lying down, and then slowly lowered his lips.

"!"

"..."

Although Qin Lang was a little surprised, he instinctively did not reject the sweetness of the long-lost woman's lips.

After a while, the kiss between the two became passionate.

But a change happened at this time.

"Wait...wait a minute!"

When Nangong Zhuo separated from Qin Lang with some difficulty, Qin Lang couldn't help opening his eyes and saw a hint of panic and confusion on Nangong Zhuo's pretty face:

"You...what did you do to me?"

"?What did what?"

Qin Lang almost laughed out of anger:

"I'm like this, what can I do?"

"It's not... you..."

"If you want to kill or behead me, this is the time. What are you talking about?"

Qin Lang was originally unhappy, and finally managed to stop and enjoy a passionate kiss for a while, even if the other party was Nangong Zhuo, but was interrupted, so he simply "rebelled" and hugged Nangong Zhuo and kissed him again. stand up.

"Uh! Uh!!..."

But this time, Qin Lang himself quickly discovered something was wrong.

It was as if there was an invisible majestic force that turned into thousands of threads without any material medium and was entering Qin Lang's Dantian through the air between Qin Lang and Nangong Zhuo!

On the other hand, Nangong Zhuo, after only kissing for a short while, was already limp and out of shape, and his naturally charming eyes were now as thick as silk, rippling with an extremely intense color.

"what happened?"

Qin Lang himself was still confused, but Nangong Zhuo seemed to already know something. After the raised fingertips flashed a few lights, he weakly lowered his arm, his expression full of self-deprecating dullness:

"How could it be...my "Zhuxin Jue"...her "Muxin Jue"...Master..."

"The Secret of the Heart..."

Hearing this word, Qin Lang suddenly understood something.

As fellow disciples from the same school as Yao Chi, there is a certain connection between the mental method "Mu Xin Jue" practiced by the second senior sister Mu Xuanli and the "Zhuo Xin Jue" practiced by the third senior sister.

Because of this connection, Qin Lang, who practiced "Mu Xin Jue", was able to use dual cultivation to treat Nangong Zhuo, who practiced "Zhuo Xin Jue".

Obviously, even Nangong Zhuo did not expect that the connection between these levels of mental skills not only exists "mutual generation", but also "mutual restraint"!

Under normal circumstances, it's just because of the huge disparity in overall strength between the two. Now that they start dual cultivation, the two mental methods purely begin to intertwine. While they are mutually reinforcing, they also begin to restrain each other.

"You! Why don't you give it to me...go away!"

Nangong Zhuo raised his hand again, trying to push Qin Lang away with his strength, but his fingertips still did not exert any force.

He pushed Qin Lang again with his own physical strength, but he couldn't push Qin Lang at all.

And when Nangong Zhuo gritted his silver teeth and raised his eyes, her whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Qin Lang's eyes looking down at him seemed to be filled with endless ecstasy and violence at this moment.

"You...bastard boy! What do you want to do!"

Nangong Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, and his hazy eyes briefly sobered up from panic.

All her energy seemed to be completely blocked at this moment, and was still flowing to Qin Lang's Dantian. Seeing Qin Lang's strong and tall body slowly stand up from the stone platform, Nangong Zhuo also quickly stood up and subconsciously raised his hand. He waved down Qin Lang's right cheek.

However, this time, the other party easily raised his hand and tightly hugged the snow-white slender arm.

"you!"

Feeling the sense of strength coming from his wrist that he had never experienced before and that was irresistible and unique to men, Nangong Zhuo's heartbeat became faster:

"You are so brave! Why don't you... let me go quickly!"

"..."

Qin Lang didn't speak, and let Nangong Zhuo struggle to punch his chest with a weak punch that was no different from that of an ordinary woman. He silently raised his palm, and then glanced at Nangong Zhuo's face that was faded but still enchanting and charming. He stretched out his hand and pushed her whole body onto the stone platform.

"Yeah~!"

Nangong Zhuo never thought that one day he would suffer pain from falling, and he could not help but make a sound like a weak little woman.

"Qin...Qin Lang, wait a minute, don't act recklessly, I...I have something to tell you..."

She could no longer help her say anything. Qin Lang's raised palm was already aimed at the round figure under her waistline, and he swung it down even more mercilessly than when she stepped on Qin Lang.

Snapped!

The crisp sound echoed in the cave, and the red palm was imprinted on the porcelain white skin, which was exceptionally bright and dazzling.

"Qin Lang! Qin..."

Snapped!

"you!…"

Snapped!

"Hmm~!"

Two, three...

Each inscription of the palm print caused a soft trembling like a snow wave.

Nangong Zhuo, who saw this scene of himself in the eight bronze mirrors around him, blushed and bit his lower lip, feeling extremely ashamed.

And just when she was trying to call for help with all her strength regardless of her face, a "rumbling" sound completely plunged her into despair.

This cave, the Shuiyun Palace, is completely sealed.

In the next ten days, there will be only Qin Lang and Nangong Zhuo who has lost his skills in this place.

……

"Qin...Qin Lang...what on earth are you going to do to me..."

"What to do? Not healing?"