Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 163 "Descendants of the Condor Heroes" are here to punish you
With Ding Minjun's current skills, there was no way he could resist Chu Pingsheng. He could only let him ravage him like a revenge. In the end, his face was red, his face and neck were covered with palm prints and blood marks, and his hair was wet with tears of grievance.

She is the eldest sister among the lay female disciples of the Emei sect. She has the largest house and is more independent. If she wants to find a neighbor closest to her, it is naturally Ji Xiaofu. However, Ji Xiaofu was imprisoned for making a mistake, so Chu Pingsheng After struggling with her for a long time, no one noticed that the clean courtyard under the night was not clean at all.

Half an hour later, Chu Pingsheng saw that she had been slumped on the ground like a dead fish by him. The anger caused by her betrayal had dissipated a lot, so he got dressed, walked to the stool next to him, sat down, and picked up the Pour some tea into the cup on the tea tray and drink it.

Think about Uncle Ding in the past, and then look at her now. She is disheveled, with her waist and shoulders exposed, her hair stuck to her red and swollen face, one foot is bare, the other is wearing a white boot, and her chest is tense Ups and downs, unsettled breathing... This strong contrast is quite satisfying.

Stop it, stop it!
Chu Pingsheng quickly shook away some vicious thoughts from his mind. Even if Ding Minjun stabbed him in the back, considering that no real harm was caused, this kind of punishment was enough, and SM or something was too much.

"Ding Minjun, after what you have done, you still want me to return your power to you? Humph, stop dreaming!"

Chu Pingsheng put down the cup and warned: "If you dare to use your brain against Ji Xiaofu again in the future, I will let you taste what it's like to live but not to die."

huh...

嘤嘤……

There was a sob that was being suppressed from the other side of the tea table.

"..."

"You still feel aggrieved?"

Chu Pingsheng was confused by her attitude. Why did a woman who cherished her life so much suddenly regard death as death?
"Do it! If you kill me, it will be over once and for all."

Chu Pingsheng was confused by her answer: "What do you mean?"

Ding Minjun curled his legs and huddled up.

"..."

"Why don't you do it? You are reluctant?" Ding Minjun's tear-stained face showed a trace of ridicule.

"Didn't you tell Hu Fengying that Ji Xiaofu had a daughter?"

Ding Minjun said resentfully: "I told her, but you are the culprit."

"Hmph." Chu Ping felt angry in his heart. He leaned forward and his claws came out like lightning. He grabbed her throat and was about to exert force when he caught her eyes and a light flashed in his mind.

Unexpectedly, Hu Fengying actually knew the fact that Ding Minjun was no longer a virgin, and used this to blackmail her cousin.

Chu Pingsheng's brows furrowed and furrowed, and the hand holding her neck slowly loosened.

"Then what are you waiting for? Kill me."

"I?"

If you ignore Ji Xiaofu's story, it's quite interesting.

Chu Pingsheng felt a little surprised. According to the previous two situations, she should have called herself a devil, a gangster, and a bastard. Why did she look like she had been greatly wronged today?

"Do you think I don't dare?"

"..."

"If you hadn't used evil skills to suck away my inner energy, would I not have even known she walked outside the door?" Ding Minjun grabbed his wrist hard, her nails almost dug into the flesh, and said something excitedly talk.

Ding Minjun tried his best to hold up his upper body, but he looked at him resolutely.

It took a while for her to stop sobbing: "Kill me, kill me with one sword."

"You have taken care of her for so long, and you turned against her just because you slapped her twice in the side hall. You are treated as a tool. Uncle Ding, does this count as raising a tiger's head?"

"Humph!"

Ding Minjun snorted coldly.

Chu Pingsheng stretched out his hand and smoothed her disheveled hair: "Although this cannot change the fact that you betrayed Ji Xiaofu, in the end it was me who was reckless."

"Don't touch me."

She tilted her head and shook his hand away.

Chu Pingsheng grabbed her chin and pulled it in front of her: "Uncle Ding, you know, your angry look makes people want to conquer you."

Ding Minjun met his eyes and shuddered subconsciously: "You...what do you want?"

"Don't you really want to get your own power back? What do I want to do? Of course it is as you wish."

"..."

"Don't worry, I'm going to be as gentle as possible this time, and don't you think it's exciting to do this in a nunnery?"

"Well, you..."

Another half hour passed. Ding Minjun, who had finished dressing up, stared blankly at the man who was wiping his sweat with her handkerchief. He didn't lie to her. He was back. Her skills had really returned, and there had been considerable growth.

What kind of evil work is this?
In the process of the two people's yin and yang complementing each other, she felt three completely different qi flowing through her body, one extremely cold, one peaceful and righteous, and one warm.

The last zhenqi was similar to the Emei Nine-Yang Gong, but it was less soft and more pure. If she guessed correctly, it should be obtained from practicing the Wudang Nine-Yang Gong.

"You weren't hurt by the Xuanming Divine Palm? You were just pretending before...?"

Chu Pingsheng turned to look at her and smiled: "Whatever you think is what it is."

Ding Minjun suddenly realized that she had almost forgotten that this guy was possessed of demonic powers. His body was so strong that he could not be penetrated by swords or cut by knives. His internal attacks would trigger counter-injury. How could such a demon be easily poisoned.

From Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren to the cats and dogs who couldn't get on the stage, they were all deceived by him.

"Who are you exactly?"

"Devil, lecher, pervert, hooligan, liar..."

Ding Minjun was stunned for a moment, and after taking a few breaths, he woke up. Wasn't this the word she used to scold Chu Pingsheng?
After taking a few deep breaths to suppress her emotions, she changed the question: "Ji Xiaofu's daughter is obviously not yours, why do you want to help her to this extent? Do you... like her?"

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

"You..." Ding Minjun looked at him with a hint of anger.

"Jealous?"

Chu Pingsheng came closer and spoke into her ear.

She was about to say that she wished she could kill him with one sword, how could she be jealous of Ji Xiaofu, but at this moment, he said something else.

Ding Minjun's pupils suddenly shrank, terrified.

……

Half an hour later, the child's hour will be over.

The stars twinkle in the sky, the night is dark, and the mountain wind blows the cypress trees outside the Qingcheng Courtyard, bringing up the rustling pines, one wave covering the other.

Master Jingxu, who was guarding the outer hall, yawned and continued to lower her head, twisting the beads and reciting the Huayan Sutra.

stomping on...

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door. She looked up and saw Ding Minjun walking in from the outside.

"Junior sister, why are you here?"

"I went back and took a nap. I had a dream in the middle. After I woke up, I couldn't fall asleep again. I thought that Senior Sister Jingxu was still waiting in the outer hall. The rest of the time is up to me."

"No, I can hold on."

"Senior Sister Jingxu, you and Senior Sister Jingxuan have the highest skills. If Master's situation does not improve, you can still help Master. Unlike the rest of us, our skills are shallow and cannot be of much help, so... Senior Sister, you Go back and rest.”

These words touched Master Jingxu's heart.

"In that case, I will go back. If Master calls, he will go to the West Courtyard and notify us."

"Ok."

Master Jingxu nodded at her, stood up and left.

at the same time.

In the Zen room, candlelight flickered and sandalwood scented the air.

Master Miejie sat cross-legged on the futon, with her hands half-clasped and flat on her knees. She was constantly circulating the true energy in her body, and one small Zhoutian and one small Zhoutian were traveling through her meridians.

There was still a faint blush on her face, as if she was still angry, or as if the heat in her body was too strong due to exercise, and it could not be dissipated for a moment.

Maybe it’s because of the long-term practice of Emei Nine Yang Gong. Even though I’m thirty-eight or nine years old, my skin is still tight and shiny, except for the slight wrinkles at the corners of my eyes. Overall, I look inferior to women in their early thirties. But because of my early experiences and Due to his identity, his whole face looks very serious, giving people the impression that he has a bad temper and is not allowed to let strangers in.

At this moment, the flame on the candlestick swayed horizontally, and a shadow appeared on the ground that was pulled in front of Master Miejie.

She didn't know whether it was because she was too serious about her practice and entered a state of selflessness, or because she experienced two situations in one day and her power was seriously damaged. It wasn't until the sound of flipping paper was heard from the other side that she woke up from her trance and noticed what was in front of her. The figure suddenly raised his head and saw a man holding a long sword and wearing a black gown standing in front of the cabinet containing clothes.

"who!"

Mie Mie's expression instantly turned ugly. Someone was able to enter her meditation room silently, and it was a man from the back.

"Who? That's a good question."

With a low rhetorical question, the man turned his head. The first thing that came into view was a silver mask that covered his face, only exposing the eyes and the area below the nose. Then there was a thread-bound pamphlet with a yellow cover. It was a pamphlet that she was very familiar with. What she put on the cabinet with her own hands was the second most difficult skill of the Emei Sect, the secret book of the Buddha's light.

(End of this chapter)