Changsheng, invincible from taking a concubine

Jiang Chuan casually took out a pen.

Seeing what he took out, Tian Boqi showed disdain.

"Rubbish, do you think everyone is a high-level painter? Without the guidance of a famous teacher, even if you are given a lifetime, you can't reach my level of strength."

"Die!"

A stroke of black ink turned into a sharp sword energy and shot out.

Jiang Chuan didn't even move, just raised the long pen in his hand.

The ink collided with his pen, and all the ink was sucked into the pen.

Tian Boqi frowned.

"What did you do? Why is there no effect?"

Jiang Chuan pointed to the stone bench behind him.

"Didn't you notice that I moved it away a little when I stood up?"

"The domain in your painting has been destroyed. How much effect do you think it can still produce?"

Hearing him say this, Tian Boqi's face changed for the first time.

"You are also a painter!"

Jiang Chuan did not comment, but the long pen in his hand constructed his own domain in the air.

Such a technique was simply beyond his reach.

His face suddenly changed, and he turned around and wanted to run.

"Too late."

Dozens of inks shot out, turning into black chains in the air, binding his whole body.

He was like a roast duck hanging in the air, unable to move.

"Stop! Stop! My master is Gongsun Zheng!"

But Jiang Chuan didn't care about the name he said.

A few strands of ink fell to the ground in front of him, and a painting was completed.

With a puff, Tian Boqi was crushed into meat paste by the chain formed by the ink.

Blood mixed with internal organs and bones fell to the ground.

Although he was not a cultivator before, he was a ninth-grade painter.

If he wanted to kill someone, it was just a matter of a few strokes.

It's just that he didn't like to cause trouble.

Painting was also casual.

The only time he used a painting to kill someone was to kill a whole family, and then he left there.

The long pen was retracted.

He turned around and was about to leave.

Someone would naturally come to clean up the mess here.

But at this moment, a soft and delicate body fell into his arms.

"Save, save me."

He turned to look at Madam Shang.

But he found that she was breathing rapidly at this time, and her eyes were full of burning flames.

Jiangchuan was speechless.

It turned out that the black flower that had no lethality just now was actually a ylang-ylang butterfly chrysanthemum.

This is a natural medicine with a strong ability to ignite fire.

The painter's painting of this kind of thing can naturally have this effect.

He rubbed his temples and felt that things were getting troublesome again.

He gently lifted her chin.

"No regrets?"

Madam Shang, who was a ripe peach, would never regret it. If she missed this hard-won opportunity, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

She put her arms around his neck and kissed him directly, telling him her thoughts with her actions.

That night, Madam Shang's room was constantly filled with charming sounds that made people blush and heartbeat.

The willow trees outside swayed back and forth with the spring breeze, occasionally touching the river surface, spreading circles of ripples.

Yu Linglong was sent out by her mother last night, and she only found out about the accident at home this morning.

She hurried back home and rushed into her mother's room.

"Mom! Are you okay?"

Under the red curtain, Madam Shang stretched out her jade arm to open the curtain.

Seeing her mother's tender face, she was stunned.

"Mom, how come you look much prettier."

Madam Shang's pretty face was hot, and she was a little embarrassed to be bumped into by her own daughter.

Yu Linglong walked forward and saw the man in the bed, and her pupils shrank.

But she soon recognized who he was.

"Linglong, let me introduce you, this is Mr. Jiang Chuan Jiang."

"Mom had an accident yesterday, but fortunately Mr. Jiang rescued her. But now I'm fine."

Yu Linglong didn't believe even a punctuation mark in her words.

Now they were like this, and there was no persuasiveness at all.

Jiang Chuan didn't mean to explain.

At this moment, he was confused by a system message in front of him.

[Ding. Consummating marriage with the secret concubine Shang Chunqiu, gaining a life span of 1,500 years, and an additional reward of a martial soul remodeling pill. The 7th-grade skill of the butterfly sword. 】

Jiang Chuan looked at the things given by the system and fell into deep doubt.

How could she become his secret concubine overnight?

The so-called secret concubine means lover.

Could this woman have been secretly craving for his body?

Otherwise, it would develop into such a relationship.

But why is this reward a bit strange.

The martial soul remodeling pill is a kind of pill used to repair the martial soul.

After the martial soul is broken up, taking this pill can repair the martial soul.

Could it be that there is a problem with her or someone around her martial soul?

Normally, the things given in this situation have nothing to do with oneself.

Get up.

Madam Shang put on his clothes, and she looked no different from a good housewife.

Yu Linglong on the side felt a little embarrassed.

It’s not right to go out, and it’s not right to stay.

Jiang Chuan glanced at the two of them and quickly determined why this reward appeared.

Mrs. Shang saw him staring at her daughter, and the smile on her face became brighter.

"Mr. Jiang, Linglong is already eighteen years old this year. If you are reluctant to marry her, I will marry her and serve you tea and water."

Yu Linglong was shocked. She didn't expect her mother to say such a thing.

"Mom! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Jiang Chuan raised his hand to stop the family fight that was about to start between the two.

He looked at Yu Linglong with a calm look.

"Has your martial soul been destroyed?"

Both of them were stunned.

I didn't expect him to ask this question suddenly.

Shang Chunqiu explained.

"Mr. Jiang. Linglong used to be a disciple of Tianwu Sword Sect. Because of some things, she was secretly plotted against and her martial soul was broken up, and she became an ordinary person."

Looking at the lonely look of the two, Jiang Chuan hesitated, but still handed her the martial soul remodeling pill he had just received.

"Eat it, you can remodel your martial soul."

Yu Linglong was shocked. She never thought that the martial soul could be repaired.

In an instant, her attitude towards Jiang Chuan changed significantly.

As for the little ambiguity between him and her mother, it was nothing at all.

She was also very hard alone.

As a daughter, she naturally wouldn't care about such trivial matters.

It's just that this thing is too expensive. How can she accept other people's gifts?

If she really accepted it, wouldn't that be selling out her mother?

Mrs. Shang's mind raced, she took two steps forward, opened the box, and stuffed the pill into her mouth.

How could she not see this little trick?

As long as she took this pill, she would have more opportunities to interact with Jiang Chuan in the future.

Yu Linglong was smart and naturally understood the meaning of her mother's eyes at a glance.

As the pill entered her body, the martial soul that had been dispersed in her body re-condensed.

In just a few breaths, the dissipated 6th-grade martial soul Linglong Heart was suspended in her sea of ​​qi.

Seeing the mysterious energy surrounding her again, Shang Chunqiu showed excitement.

Hugging her own daughter, she sobbed.

How could she, as a mother, not know the bitterness in Yu Linglong's heart?

But now she has returned to the starting point.

She can start practicing again.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she looked at Jiang Chuan with gentle eyes.

"Mr. Jiang, I don't know how to thank you for your kindness."

"From now on, if you need anything, Datong Trading Company will do its best."

"In addition, I recently received an important message that the Tianwu Sword Sect has obtained a piece of strange stone from outer space. I wonder if you are interested, sir?"