lazy cat hits cute

Zhang Qingyang likes to be quiet.

But these days, he couldn't be quiet.

What made him even more annoyed was that the woman in front of him, dressed up in fancy clothes, kept rubbing against him.

"Master Zhang, how about the pastry I made?"

Zhang Qingyang said, "It's okay."

Zhibai covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly: "Master, you haven't tasted it yet, so how can you say it's delicious?" Qianqianyu picked up a piece of pastry and brought it to Zhang Qingyang's lips.

To eat or not to eat, that is the question.But when he thinks of his master, he often warns himself that he should be polite in dealing with others, and it is not advisable to shirk casual invitations from others.So he opened his mouth and ate it.

Lu Xianjiang coughed outside.

Zhibai turned his head to look, his face turned pale immediately.He picked up the food plate in a panic, at a loss.Lu Xianjiang strode into the door, glanced at him indifferently, and lightly reprimanded: "Quickly back down!"

"Yes, I understand, young master." Zhibai was flustered, and before leaving, he knocked over a vase on the desk, which was ridiculous.

Lu Xianjiang sat down in front of Zhang Qingyang.

Zhang Qingyang didn't know how to talk to him, so he sat silently.

Lu Xianjiang said: "The young master is an extraordinary talent, and Lu is really envious."

……

"As the root of the heavenly spirit, I naturally have a deeper understanding of the Dao of heaven and earth. Young master, would you like to tell me about your perception of heaven and earth?"

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I don't have any spiritual roots, Zhang Qingyang thought silently.

He just "touched" the Lingyu brick, he wanted it to light up, so it lit up.

He knew it was taboo, so he kept silent.

Lu Xianjiang smiled: "I am confused. The road is like a green hill, each with its own mountain. How can a person like you understand my feelings."

Zhang Qingyang frowned slightly.

"Forget it, today I brought fine wine, 30-year-old Baihuasha, would you like to drink it?" Brother Zhang took out a celadon wine jug from his sleeve, and placed two wine glasses on the table.Pull out the cork of the jug, and the slightly bitter fragrance of clear wine overflows.

Lu Xianjiang filled the two glasses with wine, his manner was elegant and pleasing to the eye, and he held up a glass first, saying proudly: "In the future, in the Chongling Sect, please help Brother Zhang." He drank it all in one gulp.

Zhang Qingyang remained silent and did not move.

"Why, Brother Zhang thinks this wine is not good?"

Zhang Qingyang raised his eyelids: "You want to harm me."

Lu Xianjiang's smile froze.

Zhang Qingyang drooped his eyelids again, looking listless: "You have malicious intentions, I can feel it."

Lu Xianjiang turned the wine glass in his hand, stared at him, and smiled strangely: "So?" With the amulet in his right hand, he was ready to go.

"So I want to run." Zhang Qingyang suddenly kicked over the desk, turned around and rushed into the bedroom, Lu Xianjiang laughed: "You can't run away!"

He planted Baiye's lock town magic weapon in Chunlan Pavilion, even a monk in the Qi refining state could hardly escape, let alone someone like Zhang Qingyang who hadn't even started to practice!

Zhang Qingyang pushed the window and bumped his head against the invisible barrier. He stepped back a few steps and hit it hard again.

"Boom!" The lock town magic weapon made a strange and dull sound, as if it was about to shatter.Lu Xianjiang's face changed, and the magic talisman popped out, and the light of the magic talisman burst out. Zhang Qingyang's body froze, and he fell straight to the ground.

"You still want to run?" Lu Xianjiang rushed forward with a smirk, Zhang Qingyang regained his ability to move in an instant, twisted his body, and punched him on the nose, bleeding profusely immediately.Lu Xianjiang had never experienced such a feeling before, he took a few steps back in pain.

Zhang Qingyang grabbed a bronze statue on the table and threw it at Lu Xianjiang. With a wave of Lu Xianjiang's hand, the bronze immediately deviated from the track and knocked over the bed curtain.

"You are not my opponent now." Lu Xianjiang wiped his nose, and pulled out a green sharp blade from his waist. It will break if you pull it.

"Should die!" Lu Xianjiang stopped drinking, Zhang Qingyang's eardrums hurt, and he couldn't care about anything else, and then slammed into the spirit world of the lock town magic weapon, with a bang, like a broken glass vessel, he jumped out of the window and spit out a big mouthful of blood .Don't dare to delay, get up and run.

Lu Xianjiang has achieved a little success in cultivation, and his strength is far superior to that of ordinary people. He lifted his foot against the wall, and most of the bricks on the wall collapsed, and he jumped up by stepping on the ruins.Spiritual energy surged all over his body, he punched the ground, and the force of the shock exploded layer by layer. Zhang Qingyang swayed and continued to run wildly.

"Huh?" Lu Xianjiang was a little surprised, and ran with all his might.

The magic weapon of Suozhen has been broken, and it is impossible to trap Zhang Qingyang and quietly seize the spiritual root.If it goes on like this, it will definitely be discovered by others.

There are scattered lights in the distance, and there are chaotic shouts of "what's the situation", "a thief has come in! Copy the guy!"

He was evil from the heart, exerted strength with his arm, and shot out the green sharp blade.Zhang Qingyang snorted, and subconsciously touched his lower abdomen, where a bloody slanted blade appeared, with a ghostly glow.

Lu Xianjiang shouted: "There are thieves! Come quickly!"

The sound of dense footsteps is getting closer.

Zhang Qingyang figured it out, he sat down on his buttocks, enduring the pain, pulled out the knife with his backhand, the oblique blade retreated into the abdomen, making his internal organs ache.

Lu Xianjiang looked at him and smiled.

If I can't get it, you can't get it either.

The servants with all kinds of weapons stepped into the Chunlan Pavilion, and they were the first to find the hole in the wall, and rushed forward.Lu Xianjiang glanced at them coldly: "A bunch of idiots, whoever makes you yell, the thieves will run away in a fright."

The servants were at a loss with their weapons, and the leading housekeeper stepped forward and said, "Young Master, calm down. Are you injured?"

"I'm fine." Lu Xianjiang looked at Zhang Qingyang, "It's Mr. Zhang who's seriously hurt, so call Langzhong Liu to come and have a look."

"Master Zhang?" The butler looked at Zhang Qingyang.Zhang Qingyang sat on the ground, his clothes were messed up, and his face was pale.The butler hurried forward to help him up, but he held the butler's arm with a wave of his hand, and said slowly: "No, I'll just rest for a while."

"But you have blood on your body..." The steward hesitated, and then Lu Xianjiang cursed: "What are you still doing in a daze? Help Mr. Zhang up quickly! Go and call the doctor, hurry up!" The second half of the sentence was addressed to the servant.

Zhang Qingyang understood that Lu Xianjiang was determined to expose the fact that he was injured to everyone, he took a breath and said, "My silver was taken by a thief, and he left some of it when he fled just now, please help find it."

silver?When everyone looked left and right, Zhang Qingyang took the opportunity to pull out the sharp blade and threw it into the grass behind him.He took another breath, and his throat felt a fishy sweetness.

The housekeeper helped him to stand up. His clothes were torn and covered with grass leaves, and there was no trace of blood for a moment.

Lu Xianjiang watched with a malicious smile.

Soon you'll be a complete scumbag.

Zhang Qingyang was helped into the Baoxiang Building next to Chunlan Pavilion, Liu Langzhong hurried over, accompanied by the Patriarch of the Lu family and a group of elders, chattering and chattering, the hype almost turned the sky upside down.

Zhang Qingyang took them all away with great difficulty, and slowly took off the bloody tattered clothes. Langzhong Liu cried out when he saw the tattered clothes. When he really saw the wound under the clothes, he almost cried out.

"Mr. Liu, please keep quiet." Zhang Qingyang panted heavily, too weak to speak.The strange green sharp blade stayed in his stomach for too long, trying to absorb something, which caused him a lot of pain.

He rested for a while and said, "I'm fine."

Liu Langzhong glanced at him, thinking who are you fooling, such a deep penetrating knife wound, can you think I am blind?

And it happened to be injured at the dantian, this person must be crippled.

As a doctor in the Lu family, Zhang Qingyang had heard of Zhang Qingyang's reputation a little bit. It was understandable that a genius who had a great reputation suddenly suffered a sudden disaster after only a few days.

He roasted the knives on the copper lamp, and said in a low voice: "Young Master, if you go on like this for a while, can you hide it for a lifetime?"

Zhang Qingyang closed his eyes, unwilling to speak.

Liu Langzhong cleaned up the dirt from the wound for him, stitched it up carefully, and left quickly.

Zhang Qingyang in the dark didn't fall asleep, to be precise, he couldn't sleep because of the pain.He could feel that the remnant breath of the green blade was still scurrying around in his body, it was very cold in nature, and it lingered wantonly on his body.

It hurts.

These residual breaths must not wait for it to disappear on its own, but must find a way to get rid of it as soon as possible.Zhang Qingyang frowned, thinking about possible solutions.

While he was thinking, another strange change occurred inside his body.Wisps of purple air escaped from the five viscera, and when the yin and cold breath met the purple air, it disappeared without a trace like the spring sun in the snow.When he felt it, the cold aura no longer posed any threat to him, and the pain on the wound eased a lot.

He was relieved.

He recognized this purple qi, when the purple clouds filled the sky, he suffered a lot, for some reason it remained in his body and never melted into the heaven and earth.Especially when he met the little prince, he was infected with the prince's dragon spirit, which is the most evil thing.

Prince... He thought of the cute little girl who was trying to maintain a serious face, and the doubts in his heart surged again: Why can he feel my existence alone?Why is the Ring of Nothingness so hot?

The aftereffect of forcibly smashing into the spirit world was still there, he was tired all over, slipped down, and soon fell asleep.

East Palace Chengtian Palace.

After Ming Huang finished the daily foot bath, the fan scars on the soles of his feet faded a little.He drank the well-boiled milk and asked vaguely, "Did the emperor agree?"

The old eunuch sighed: "How can you disagree, the emperor loves His Highness the most." He paused, and said: "Master Fan You greeted Chonglingzong, His Highness entered Chonglingzong, you can directly enter Chuling Valley practice."

Ming Huang smiled and said: "I knew it." He drank the milk in one gulp, jumped onto the bed, squeezed his fists and shouted: "When I enter Chonglingzong, I will hang and beat a lot of geniuses, let them taste my strength !"

The old eunuch smiled: "Okay, your highness is unparalleled in luck, and you will surely get what you want - lie down quickly, it won't be good after a while."

Ming Huang lay down obediently, and tugged at the old eunuch's sleeve: "Eunuch, have you found out what happened before?"

The old eunuch was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that the crown prince still remembered this incident, and he couldn't say bluntly that Mr. Qi Ge found nothing after repeated inspections, so he could only find a way to fool him: "I'm investigating, Your Highness, don't worry."

"Oh." Ming Huang blinked, buried his head in the bed and secretly laughed.

You know, they won't be able to find out.When Ming Huang was full of confidence, he couldn't help worrying: When will the grandfather recognize him and accept him as a disciple?