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Chapter 216: Clay Buddha makes a good connection, Jiang Yuyan pushes

Hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup, and the water palace wind comes with pearl and green fragrance.

Yao Yue's beauty is one of the most beautiful in the world.

People are always used to describing the beauty of a woman who is detached from the world as she is not concerned with worldly matters. However, a woman like Yao Yue, who does not show any trace of human charm at all, is rare in the world.

She is proud and cold, like a queen sitting on the throne looking down on everyone.

There was a natural contempt in his eyes, and an involuntary sense of command in his words.

There are many people who like her looks, but few who can tolerate the above characteristics.

Even if you can tolerate it, it depends on whether she is willing to disdain and order you around, or would rather slap you to death.

Such a woman is rare and hard to find.

"No."

Hong Chen shook his head decisively.

Yao Yue frowned, her eyes turned cold: "Why?"

"Yihua Palace is too small."

"Humph." Yao Yue glanced at Jiang Yuyan and said, "I think you are too careless."

Hong Chen laughed: "If you say so, then it's not wrong."

"I'm afraid that's not up to you!"

Before he could finish his words, Yao Yue suddenly approached again.

Compared to before, the true energy in her body has now exploded with full force, and her plain skirt seems to be carrying a layer of hazy moonlight.

In Hong Chen's opinion, the superb lightness skill is not inferior to Lingbo Weibu, and with the blessing of Mingyu Gong, it is even more powerful.

A hand as white as jade suddenly came in front of him and grabbed Hong Chen's shoulder.

Hong Chen dodged and grabbed her wrist instead.

Very thin, very soft and very smooth.

Yao Yue's eyes became fierce, and she shook her wrist. The cold inner energy as frozen ice for thousands of years instantly invaded Hong Chen's palm.

Hong Chen remained calm as he activated the Bei Ming Divine Art, connecting with the extremely yin true qi. After taking it into his body, he followed the principle of yin and yang transformation and used the method of revenge to transform it into blazing extremely yang true qi and returned it.

Instantly.

The misty moonlight on Yao Yue's body quickly faded, and a blush appeared on her soft, jade-like face.

It's not shame, but the changes brought about by the physiological burning.

Yao Yue's eyes trembled, and ripples appeared in her bright and clear pupils.

Yin cannot grow alone, Yang cannot grow alone.

The true energy that Hong Chen returned to her was essentially still her own, but its attribute changed from Yin to Yang.

The same type of true qi from Mingyu Gong, the combination of yin and yang, instantly destroyed the extremely yin environment she had maintained for many years. However, this destruction did not bring destruction, but rebirth.

The eighth level of Mingyu Gong, which had not made any progress for many years, suddenly loosened.

However, compared to the joy of breaking through in martial arts, Yao Yue was still a little more angry.

After all, no matter how well the above remarks were embellished, they could not conceal one fact: after the Extreme Yang Qi flowed back, it traveled too deeply in her body.

Therefore, Yao Yue paused for a moment and then quickly moved her other hand.

The powerful palm force leaves no room for maneuver.

Hong Chen pulled one of her hands and swung it down, then placed the other hand on top of it, and instantly used the Cloud Hand to guide and transform the energy.

Then Hong Chen was seen fighting two with one hand, and he led Yao Yue's arms to move back and forth, up and down between the two of them, like drawing a circle in the air.

During the process, the condensed true energy in Yao Yue's palm dissipated quietly and involuntarily, bursts of mist filled the air, and the room temperature dropped.

A few moments.

Hong Chen clasped her two wrists with one hand.

"Have you ever learned leg techniques?"

Yao Yue kicks.

Hong Chen stepped on the water light steps and suddenly came behind her.

In order to continue holding her hands, the two of them moved closer, and one of Hong Chen's arms looked like it was holding her in his arms.

"I will not go back to Yihua Palace with you."

As he spoke, a warm breath hit her ears.

Visible to the naked eye, the white jade-like ears are as red as clouds.

The Yihua Palace disciples who were already dumbfounded all around turned their backs and dared not look any further, while trying to move as lightly as possible towards the entrance of the inn.

Only Jiang Yuyan raised her eyebrows slightly, looked around, took small steps to the back door, and stood with Tong Xiangyu, Bai Zhantang and others.

"Let me go!" Yao Yue growled and struggled hard.

Hong Chen saw the changes in her ears and said in surprise: "I didn't mean it."

Yao Yue paused, then struggled even harder.

Well, it is indeed harder to press than the pig during the Chinese New Year.

The harder she tried, the more force Hong Chen would have to put on her.

So after a while, the two of them stuck together.

"Actually, I have a solution."

"Lecher! Let me go, I'm going to kill you!"

"you sure?"

"I'm going to crush you to ashes!"

choke!
With the sound of sword ringing, Hong Chen grabbed a sword from the ground and put the cold sharp blade against Yao Yue's neck.

"Then I have no choice but to kill you."

Seeing this scene and hearing the sharp and decisive murderous intent in Hong Chen's tone, not to mention Yao Yue, even Jiang Yuyan and others who were just watching the show couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

However, what happened next was even more unexpected.

Yao Yue was startled at first, then suddenly lunged forward and twisted her goose neck to end her life.

Hong Chen hurriedly threw down his sword and let go of Yao Yue, saying in shock: "Are you crazy?!"

Yao Yue had no expression on her face and did not step away. She just slowly turned around and looked at him silently.

Hong Chen was stunned for a moment, then slowly lowered his head.

Yao Yue didn't move.

Hong Chen raised his brows slightly and continued to lower his head.

Finally, when their slightly heavy breaths intersected with each other, Yao Yue moved.

But she didn't retreat.

But meet it.

This time, it was Hong Chen's turn to have his pupils shaken violently.
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"Clay Buddha? Are you sure?"

"He said so himself."

Hong Chen frowned, twirling the wine glass in his hand, and said, "So, you met a man who called himself the Clay Buddha, and he told you to go all the way to the northwest, stop when you see seven, and be happy when you see red?"

"Yes, he said that I would meet someone who could fulfill all my lifelong wishes." Yao Yue sat at the side, with a cold and arrogant look on her face. She turned her eyes and frowned deliberately: "But I didn't expect that he would be talking about someone like you."

"Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong with someone like me?" Hong Chen banged on the table and glared.

Yao Yue glanced at him and said with a smirk: "You are no longer a virgin."

"How fresh! Do you know how old I am?"

Yao Yue's eyes were slightly cold.

Hong Chen quickly added: "I'm not saying you're old, don't look at me like that, I mean, I'm much older than you."

Yao Yue frowned: "How old are you?"

Hong Chen counted on his fingers for a long time, and had no choice but to admit that mathematics was his weak point and gave a vague answer.

“Almost a hundred, right?”

Swish!
Yao Yue stood up and walked out.

Hong Chen: "You don't believe it?"

"I'm just not stupid, go and coax the girl next door!"

"Woman, one day you will feel guilty for misunderstanding me."

Yao Yue turned over and waved his sleeves to send out a gust of cold air.

Hong Chen did not avoid or give way, letting the cold wind blow on his face, forming a fine layer of white frost on his eyebrows and eyelashes. "Cool."

"you!"

Hong Chen smiled.

Yao Yue's chest rose and fell, but soon she calmed down.

"You want to force me to leave this way?"

Hong Chen was stunned: "I..."

"No need to explain. I won't leave unless you help me fulfill all my wishes."

"Why should I help you fulfill your wish? I'm not the wish-granting dragon."

"You kissed me."

"You're the one who kissed me?" Hong Chen shook his index finger. "It was you who kissed me."

"You moved first."

"You were the one who made the last move."

"You...shameless!"

Hong Chen looked at her gnashing her teeth and finally felt a hint of popularity.

"Let me ask you one more thing. Why did the clay Buddha help you?"

Yao Yue's eyes flashed, she stared into his eyes and said, "It's really strange. He obviously found me, but his purpose was to establish a bond with you."

"A bond?"

Yao Yue: "I see he looks lifeless, I'm afraid he won't live long."

After thinking for a moment, Hong Chen said, "I think I understand." Looking up, he said, "Your wish is very simple. Come to my room tonight."

"roll!!!"

Despite the quarrel, Yao Yue finally stayed.

She asked the group of Yihua Palace disciples to return on their own and handed all matters over to Lianxing to handle, while strictly forbidding them to look for her.

Hong Chen felt that she was a bit rude.

She didn’t even introduce me to my family. Was she just trying to play with me?
The Red Dust Inn suffered heavy losses, but also gained even greater gains.

A total of more than 50,000 taels of silver notes, small change, and gold leaves were found on Jiang Biehe and his son, which was more than enough to repair the inn.

I just don't know whether this kind of income is counted in the mission performance. If it is counted, Hong Chen feels that it is not impossible for the inn to make a strategic transformation towards a black shop.

Jiang Yuyan didn't want to be a waitress in the inn, she wanted to replace Xiaoqing's position.

For Xiaoqing's life consideration, Hong Chen transferred Xiaoqing to the inn.

"Sir, please have some tea."

Jiang Yuyan, who was once trafficked to a brothel, has undergone professional training and has acquired extremely high qualities in serving others.

Basically, if Hong Chen wanted, he could omit his hands and even his feet for all his daily activities from opening his eyes to closing them.

But as a red youth, he would never repeat the mistakes of feudal society.

"The key to stabbing with a sword is to keep your body, arms and wrists straight, so that the sword is straight. Your eyes are looking at the target, but your spirit is on the tip of the sword."

In the yard, Yi Lin kept stabbing forward with the sword.

Hong Chen stood by, holding a cup of tea in one hand and a branch in the other.

"The purpose of letting you stab with the sword is not only to consolidate your basic skills, but also to allow you to catch up with the rest of the swordsmanship and surpass most of the swordsmen of the Five Mountains Sword Sect in one fell swoop.

When you feel your spirit concentrated on one point, no target you see can escape the sword in your hand.

This is what it means to follow the sword.

When you have mastered it, I can teach you a sword technique that does not require a sword."

Hearing this, Yi Lin paused and looked around.

The small branch in Hong Chen's hand moved lightly and hit the back of Yi Lin's hand.

"Don't stop. The stabbing sword won't affect your speech."

Yi Lin rubbed the back of her hand, pouted and continued to stab with the sword, saying: "Master, if you don't use the sword, can it still be called a sword technique?"

"Of course, and I have two such sword techniques."

At the side, Yao Yue, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, opened her eyes.

"Can I see it?"

"Okay. Let's look at the Six Meridians Divine Sword first." As he spoke, Hong Chen stretched out his hand and a stream of sword energy shot out from his little finger, leaving a transparent hole on the rockery.

"Is this... Shaoze Sword?" Yao Yue asked.

Hong Chen looked back and said, "You actually knew?"

"The Song State's Six Meridians Divine Sword is a rare and peerless martial art in the world. How could I not know that?" Yao Yue said with a cold face.

Hong Chen: "Then do you know who in the Duan family knows this martial art now?"

Yao Yue thought about it and looked doubtful: "It seems... I have never heard of anyone being able to master it."

"It's a pity that they don't have this talent."

Turning back, Yilin asked again: "What about the other one?"

Hong Chen: "Do you try to feel it?"

Yi Lin frowned slightly, widened her eyes, pricked up her ears, and after a moment, shook her head: "No feeling."

"Then...what about this?"

As he spoke, the long sword in Yi Lin's hand began to cut off piece by piece from the tip of the sword.

At the same time, a crackling flash of lightning suddenly appeared from the invisible innate sword energy.

In an instant.

The densely packed sword energy in the entire courtyard was all revealed. The moving sword energy was like the heavy snow gathered in the deep winter, leaving people with nowhere to hide and no way to escape.

Yi Lin was so shocked that she covered her mouth.

Jiang Yuyan's eyes were full of admiration and yearning.

Yao Yue, who was sitting cross-legged to practice martial arts, was also frightened by the sharp sword energy that was always close to him but he had never noticed it, and felt a chill all over his body.

Hong Chen waved his hand, and all the sword energy was withdrawn in an instant.

"Want to learn?"

Yi Lin nodded quickly.

But then he shook his head and said, "No, this sword technique is too powerful. I thought the Hengshan sword technique was already very good, but... but it can't be exchanged for this."

"I send you."

"No, Master said that no reward can be received without merit." Yilin's face was serious.

"Uh... then you want to add something?"

Yi Lin was stunned and said dejectedly: "I... I don't have any money, and I don't have any good martial arts..."

Jiang Yuyan stepped forward considerately at this time, leaned close to Yilin's ear and whispered something behind her hand.

In a blink of an eye, Yi Lin's face turned red. She lowered her head and dared not look at anyone. She chanted "Amitabha" in her mouth, turned around and quickly walked back to her room.

"What did you say to her?" Yao Yue frowned.

Jiang Yuyan smiled and said, "Of course it's what the young master wants."

Yao Yue glared at Hong Chen and said disdainfully: "A little nun is also lying, how shameless!"

Jiang Yuyan glanced with her narrow eyes, and a cold light suddenly flashed across her. Then, she changed the subject: "Sir, most of the women in Yihua Palace are young and beautiful."

"What did you say!" Yao Yue's eyebrows instantly raised.

Jiang Yuyan turned a deaf ear to him and continued to say to Hong Chen with a smile: "Take down Palace Master Yao Yue, and all the women in Yihua Palace will belong to you, young master."

"court death!"

Yao Yue flew up and struck Jiang Yuyan on the forehead with one palm.

Hong Chen flashed forward and pulled her into his arms, preventing her from struggling.

"Let me go, I want to kill her!" Yao Yue was very angry.

Jiang Yuyan's smile did not diminish at all, and she continued to fan the flames: "Haha, Master, why don't you just do it now? I can still help you push it forward."

Hong Chen: “…”

Yao Yue was stunned for a moment, then her eyes turned red.

(End of this chapter)