My Girl and Tenderness

"Humph."

Mulan just snorted lightly, said nothing, and continued to close her eyes.

Qin Kong said in surprise——

"Are you still sleeping?"

"I'm not sleeping. I'm practicing the method on the notice, trying to gather a breath of energy."

"…Just lying down and practicing like this?"

"Do you think I can meditate for too long now?"

My butt still hurts.

After glaring at Qin Kong, Mulan became more and more anxious. Finally, she sighed deeply and said -

"Or not."

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Qin Kong sat beside Mulan with concern, reached out to push away the hair that was covering her face, and helped her tidy it up.

Mulan said:

"I still can't gather my Qi, which is the most basic thing in cultivation. I originally had illusions and thought that there might be something wrong with the family's formula, but now that I have read the most common Dongtian method, I am sure... it is my problem."

Qin Kong heard that Mulan's tone was a little sad, and he didn't know how to comfort her, so he just touched her head.

He pursed his lips, looked at Mulan's frail body, and suddenly thought of something, and said -

"Maybe both methods don't work? How about you try my Sword Immortal Method? This was passed down to me by Aunt Hong. She said this one is better."

"That woman..."

Mulan was a little hesitant, but finally nodded, and Qin Kong immediately taught Mulan the basic entry skills.

Aunt Hong directly used her magic power to pass on the entire set of sword magic to Qin Kong. It covered everything, and he couldn't pass it all to Mulan, so he could only recite the introductory chapter first.

Mulan listened to his explanation with surprise on her face. This method sounded profound and abstruse, pointing directly to the origin. It was different from ordinary methods in that it did not contain so much mystery and directly put the truth in front of people.

One is one, two is two.

No room for rebuttal.

This rekindled Mulan's confidence, and he tried to gather his energy again, but after a while, he shook his head bitterly and said -

“It still doesn’t work… I can gather the energy this time, but I can’t keep it in my body.”

"How could this be?"

Qin Kong was helpless. Seeing Mulan's sad expression, his heart ached and he said -

"Don't worry, I'll go out and ask Aunt Hong."

Having said that, he walked out again.

Aunt Hong heard about this and shook her head gently and said -

"The Tao follows nature, so why bother pursuing the so-called 'qi'? Once you have truly cultivated your own Tao, all of these will not be important, and such strength and weakness are just illusions."

"what?"

Qin Kong couldn't understand at all. Aunt Hong's casual remark was too profound.

She looked at him anxiously with her red eyes, and couldn't help but smile, and said -

"Never mind. That might be too far in the future. Using Qi to defend yourself is fine. Sir, please read the supplementary chapter of the introductory chapter. There are ways to deal with special situations. That should be where the sword is planted."

"I see."

Qin Kong nodded, and when he was about to leave, he saw Aunt Hong staring at him, and he was stunned and said -

"Auntie Hong?"

"Ok?"

She raised her face.

Qin Kong suddenly had an idea, and he gently kissed her on the face and said -

"Thank Wife."

"Well!"

Aunt Hong felt her breathing stagnate, and her whole body felt a little dizzy. She had only wanted some benefits, but she hadn't expected that this was a bit "overdoing it".

Thank you, wife, or something...

She patted her excited heart gently, watching him run back to pester Mulan, and murmured -

"He really has the potential to be a scumbag..."

It always touches people's hearts unexpectedly.

51. This feeling is so strange...

Qin Kong ran back to the room, looking at Mulan lying on the bed with her butt sticking out, patted her again and said -

"There is a solution, Mulan."

"Ah! Damn it, stop filming..."

Mulan raised her neck and trembled again, her cheeks flushed and she gritted her teeth, looking at her good brother. He really wanted to expose the wounds wherever they hurt, and he was too mean.

Of course, Mulan herself was the same. She once ate barbecue in front of Qin Kong when he had a sore throat, and pushed him to walk a few steps when he sprained his ankle.

It's just a small matter, a little fun.

Qin Kong smiled and said——

"I found a way. I can implant the sword energy I have cultivated into you and let it become a seed to help you gather energy. This way you can practice normally."

"So magical?"

“But there’s something strange about it.”

He rubbed his chin and said in confusion:

"Why does it say that the sword type must be updated every seven days? And it cannot be used unless you are intimate..."

The Sword Immortal Method only teaches you how to do something, and often does not explain the reasons for doing so. You need to experience everything by yourself before you can achieve anything.

Even such warnings are rare.

Mulan blinked and said -

"It's not difficult to update once every seven days. As for intimacy, aren't you and I close enough?"

They both smiled.

They are like brothers, playing, eating and sleeping together since they were young. If they can't have such a friendship, it would be unbelievable.

"Then let's get started."

"How to do?"

Mulan turned sideways and pulled her loose clothes open a little, revealing her flexible waist and slim figure, while her round hips were just wider than her shoulders.

Qin Kong said——

"You continue to practice the entry-level heart spell. I will transfer my power to you. You just need to let go and accept it. Don't resist, otherwise..."

"otherwise?"

"It seems like I will be bitten back."

"So dangerous?"

Mulan widened her eyes. She knew Qin Kong. He would only mention something when he was in real danger. Otherwise, in order to reassure herself, he would not say anything.

And now he was obviously frowning. Even if he just said one word, he would be retaliated against. Mulan could understand the danger.

He quickly said to him -

"Forget it, I won't practice anymore. That's it. I'll go and admit my mistake to my mother. I won't go to that cave anymore. I'll go to college with you..."

Mulan is not a timid person, but once it involves him and may put him in danger, he will not say anything.

Qin Kong knew what Mulan meant. He touched her head with a gentle look and said with a smile:

"Oh, it's okay. I just said it casually. Don't take it too seriously."

"I don't trust you! Don't even think about doing anything dangerous!"

Mulan was a little anxious, looking at his playful appearance. He was always like this, using his jokes to cover up his efforts, not wanting to burden others and pretending to be relaxed.

But Mulan knew him very well and refused to agree no matter what.

Qin Kong frowned and said:

"It's okay, trust me."

"do not want!"

"Be obedient and trust me for once."

He put his hands together and said:

"Otherwise I'll have to spank my son. Your butt is itchy, isn't it?"

Mulan's delicate body trembled, and she subconsciously covered her buttocks. She looked at him with a blushing face, gritted her teeth, and actually said -

"Then you can just beat me to death."

I don't want to do that even if I'm beaten to death.

Qin Kong knew that Mulan was concerned about his safety, and he was touched. Then he patted Mulan's butt and said -

"You think I don't dare?"

"Um..."

Mulan shuddered all over as if she had been electrocuted. She bit the pillow and kept silent. She looked like she would let him do whatever he wanted. Her whole body went limp and she gave up resistance, letting him do whatever he wanted.

Qin Kong had no choice but to persuade him kindly. He sighed softly and said -

"I know you're worried about me...but what about me? I'm worried about you, too. If you just give up like this, it will be a lifelong regret. Are you really willing to do that, someone as arrogant as you?"

"Don't you want to slap those people for your aunt? If you just give up, won't they just laugh at you for nothing?"

"Okay, even if you can tolerate it. But I can't. Why do they treat my brother like this? My Mulan will never be a waste!"

His voice was trembling.

"Qin Kong..."

Mulan saw him clench his fists tightly, and then she realized how angry he was. His black eyes were moist and gentle, and Mulan was no exception.

Every time Qin Kong was bullied or wronged, it was the same. I would try my best to help him and care about him more than myself.

So now there is a contradiction.

Mulan didn't want him to be in danger, and he didn't want Mulan to have any regrets. It seemed like a dilemma.

Qin Kong's eyes were wet and red. He calmed down and said -

"Let me help you, Mulan. Just think of it as a favor for me? Use my help to slap them in the face."

When you vent your anger, you are venting it for me.

Mulan closed her eyes, afraid that tears would fall, bit her lower lip and said -

"Then tell me honestly how serious the backlash of this method will be."

"..."

"Is that going to kill you?"

"……Won't."

I understand. Except for not dying, all other possibilities exist. It is also possible to become a disabled person.

Qin Kong said quickly -

"This is just a case of lack of trust. Only if you actively resist me will I be attacked. As long as we are compatible with each other, there will be no side effects."

"..."