Hunting Heart Little Mengxian: Rebirth and Raising a Wolf

Chapter 56 Hot Spring for Two (8)

"...When I get well, I can protect you from now on, Sister Xiaohan!"

In Liang Ziyu's opinion, the title "Sister Xiaohan" is always much smoother than calling her "Brother Bu Nuan" in front of outsiders.

However, as Liang Ziyu said this promise with a slight moan of illness, Jiu Xiaohan did not hear the slightest intention of pretending to be sick. He was not only moved, but also worried about his condition:

"Ziyu, don't waste your energy talking! I have learned a few techniques from my Master You Fang to regulate Qi and replenish blood. In fact, the environment in this hot spring is just right, just right for luck to heal injuries! Come on,

I will teach you a few tricks now..."

Seeing that Liang Ziyu's illness recurred, Jiu Xiaohan no longer paid attention to the cumbersome etiquette of "don't look at" and "don't accept" that he had cared about before.

So, while she was talking, she started to move vigorously and resolutely.

Jiu Xiaohan was seen taking two slow steps in the water, moving his body forward, and getting closer to Liang Ziyu.

At this moment, the distance between the two of them was only an arm's length.

The hot steam in front of each other wrapped around each other's breath as they breathed in and out.

Previously, Jiu Xiaohan also admired Liang Ziyu's eagerness for knowledge and his enthusiasm.

As a result, her eyes, which could see the whole world more clearly in the night, could not be moved away from the other person's body for a long time:

However, at the beginning, I didn't know whether Lan Jingchu was really stupid and incorrigible, or whether Li Wu himself was too strict and lacked patience, or whether his teaching and guidance methods were too simple and crude.

Whenever he thinks of this, Jiu Xiaohan will always have an increasingly strong impulse to hold Liang Ziyu tightly into his arms.

The bottom of this hot spring is very shallow. Even if you sit in it, the water surface can only barely cover their shoulders.

However, Liang Ziyu could vaguely detect:

In her mind, she seemed to be thinking about someone else or something; ninety-eight percent of the time, she had nothing to do with him.

"Did you know him a long time ago?"

This scene reminded him again of what happened in the morning and evening hall of Sanqing Realm over the past 70,000 years:

"From time to time, I'll be in a daze for a while, and occasionally when I'm lost in concentration, I'll see something I haven't done before..."

"good!"

She wanted to completely heal the wounds all over his body; even if the two of them would no longer be able to walk together for some reason in the future, she still hoped that he could live in good health for the rest of his life.

Her black hair shawl was soaked in the water, her peach eyes were burning, her eyebrows were curved, and her eyes were like stars. After her body warmed up a little, her rosy face regained some of its color...

It seems that Jiu Xiaohan is thinking:

How he hoped that he could still have unlimited divine power like he had in the fairy world, and even be able to read Jiu Xiaohan's weird little thoughts at any time.

Liangziyu imitated it like a cat or a tiger, and moved along with Jiu Xiaohan's posture.

"Sister Xiaohan, Sister Xiaohan? Are you sick?"

At this time, Liang Ziyu naturally didn't want Jiu Xiaohan to think of other men like Yan Qi, A Yan, etc.

——This is exactly the opposite of what Jiu Xiaohan is teaching Liang Ziyu at this moment.

In fact, Jiu Xiaohan especially wanted to answer Liang Ziyu honestly:

Following Jiu Xiaohan's step-by-step instructions, he began to sit cross-legged with his legs closed, his eyes slightly closed, his arms strong, his energy sinking into his Dantian, and he vomited old things and accepted new things...

She couldn't accurately describe what it was like - all her thoughts were focused on Liang Ziyu.

Then, Liang Ziyu first touched her forehead, and then tried his own forehead with the same palm:

Jiu Xiaohan shook her head and regained her senses. She wiped the water droplets that Liangziyu had just splashed on her eyelashes and the tip of her nose:

"Ah...it's okay, I'm fine...I'm sorry, Ziyu...I...I just, I don't know why, my mind was a little wandering."

At that time, in order to fulfill Lan Jingchu's idea of ​​improving her cultivation and improving quickly, she could not encourage the flames of her hatred of genocide, let alone let the other gods catch anyone who wanted to take Jiu Xiaohan as her husband.

He picked up some clues from his disciples and gave them a handle.

"Oh~~~That's it!"

Later, Li Wu deeply realized the root cause:

Lan Jingchu once secretly made a vow that even if she died without a burial place, she would avenge the Lanzhi Immortal lineage that was exterminated by the demon clan.

What a delicate and handsome young man this is!

In his heart, Jiu Xiaohan could not help but feel a little emotional and compassionate, and secretly sighed:

As Jiu Xiaohan spoke, he demonstrated Ziyu's movements and paradigms.

If, in the past seventeen years, this Liangziyu could have been born into a wealthy family with knowledge and property, he would have been able to live comfortably, read poetry, and be admired.

The elders have cared for and doted on this humble gentleman who grew up and was loved by many ladies of the world. And, in the future, he will surely grow into a pillar of talent!

"Sister Xiaohan, Sister Xiaohan? What are you thinking about? You are so lost in thought..."

Although Lan Jingchu was indeed able to remember things through both ears and eyes, Li Wu always felt that the mental skills Lan Jingchu had learned had never been very clear.

After all, during the past twenty years in Qingxin Guan, Jiu Xiaohan also grew up among a group of "men".

Appreciated at such a close distance, even though he is a little too thin, it is undeniable that Liang Ziyu's appearance is indeed that kind of outstanding handsomeness.

Just like the words he just said, it seemed as if they were lightly plucked again and again on the soft tip of Jiu Xiaohan's heart.

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In fact, Li Wu was also following her, thinking silently...

Could it be that he was in a dream that he had forgotten?

The droplets of water that Liang Ziyu poured out casually, with the heat of the hot spring, splashed on the tip of Jiu Xiaohan's strong nose.

However, Jiu Xiaohan would never let himself lose his sense of propriety one after another after losing his composure just now.

So, why does she look at herself like that?

Liang Ziyu observed it for a long time and couldn't figure it out, so he forced himself to suspend all kinds of unbelievable speculations.

Therefore, he could only half-joke, half-seriously smile, gently test the other person's thoughts, and playfully asked Jiu Xiaohan:

"Sister Xiaohan... I, what is it about me that is so good-looking that I am able to charm you?"

Perhaps, the two of them have known each other a long, long time ago...

However, if you have to choose between Wu Yan and "Liang Ziyu", then Jiu Xiaohan will choose the latter without hesitation and with both hands and feet.

Just like this, face to face with him, almost within a stone's throw... This scene made Jiu Xiaohan feel that it still seemed a bit familiar.

"It's not hot? Sister Xiaohan, you don't have a fever!"

"Well! I just recalled the daily cultivation methods that master once taught me, and then I came up with the magic formula!"

Moreover, it seems that Jiu Xiaohan can feel at ease as long as he sees him well.

And, at this time, in Jiu Xiaohan's heart, he was once again the only one...

——So, for her, not being able to see Liang Ziyu has more or less gradually become a regret in her heart.

Li Wucai has been reluctant to teach her the techniques, but only when she is occasionally harassed by Lan Jingchu and has no choice but to ask for advice, he will have to bite the bullet and teach her a few immortal magic formulas for cultivating her mental energy and virtue.

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"It's okay! It's okay, Sister Xiaohan, I often do this too!"

Ziyu, you look beautiful everywhere - just like an immortal from heaven who suddenly descended to earth, so refined and fresh.

"Then, what are you going to teach me first? Where do we start and what should I do?"

However, even she herself couldn't explain for a moment what kind of good idea this "wolf boy" had.

What was reflected in Jiu Xiaohan's gray eyes with blue eyes were all Liangziyu that she could reach within her reach as long as she stretched out her arms.

When he was still the Immortal Liwu who was under one god and above all gods, it was he who taught Lan Jingchu word by word.

At the same time, he showed that he believed Jiu Xiaohan's "excuse words" very much, and then asked:

Hearing Liang Ziyu's repeated calls to him again, Jiu Xiaohan came back to his senses and focused his gray eyes and blue eyes on the other person's face again.

However, the young man in front of her did not seem to be the same man as the man in the dream.

However, it is precisely this obsession that has been rooted in the heart of Xiao Jingchu, who was only 300 years old. It has been unknowingly ingrained for 70,000 years.

Jiu Xiaohan also followed him, smiled lightly, and explained:

It feels like maybe Liang Ziyu is Jiu Xiaohan's biological brother who has been separated for seventeen years.

However, this was the first time that Jiu Xiaohan had entered a pool with a man.

Judging from Jiu Xiaohan's eyes and gaze, she had indeed been looking at Liang Ziyu.

His body also sat under the water.

Soon, this seemed to increase the warmth around them a little more.

Seeing that Jiu Xiaohan had not answered her in time, Liang Ziyu stretched out two arms with old injuries, gently lifted them from the warm water of the pool, and shook his wet palms in front of Jiu Xiaohan who had just lost his mind.

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Liang Ziyu watched helplessly as Jiu Xiaohan paused opposite him, minding his own business.

Jiu Xiaohan got a little closer to his face and looked at it carefully.

However, his consciousness was in a trance for a moment, and Jiu Xiaohan could not remember when or where he had experienced a similar situation.

How should she be able to paint Liang Ziyu's entire body stroke by stroke, meticulously, and forever engraved in her eyes, so as not to prevent her from not being able to see his appearance when the sun rises and day comes?

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The water between the two of them gently rippled with shallow waves, and then slowly became calmer; the shadow of the full moon above their heads was reflected on the spring surface between their bodies.

As Liang Ziyu said this, he smiled at Jiu Xiaohan,

Jiu Xiaohan shook his head slightly and continued to recite silently in his heart:

"Impossible, impossible. This 'little wild wolf cub' and I don't understand anything yet, but pretend to know everything about the adults. We obviously just met in the past two days.

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However, no one else, any senior brother, including Wu Yan, the 17th junior brother who has the closest relationship with Jiu Xiaohan, has never given Jiu Xiaohan such a strong feeling of difference.

"No...nothing!"

Or, to describe it more accurately, his words are always like an invisible hand holding a pick, which can easily play the strings in Jiu Xiaohan's heart from time to time.

She doesn't know why, but every time Liang Ziyu's voice sounds like the sound of nature to Jiu Xiaohan, it attracts her so much.

In the past, even her closest seventeenth junior brother Wu Yan had never been like this with her.

One of his eyes was closed tightly, while the other eye was secretly squinted, looking at Jiu Xiaohan who was sitting opposite him and was seriously teaching him how to recite the mental formula.

"Like me, I sit cross-legged with my legs crossed, my eyes slightly closed, my arms strong, my energy sinking into my Dantian, letting go of the old and absorbing the new..."

She suddenly couldn't understand herself again:

Why, every time when she looked at the pitiful "wolf boy" with scars all over her body, a long-lost and inexplicable feeling of heartache would always rise in her heart?

This boy who was only seventeen years old, in that black wolf den in Bielqing'ao, should have been prepared every late night when he could not sleep alone, preparing that he was afraid that he would never see the next day again.

The sun rises early.

Anyway, Jiu Xiaohan just felt that Liang Ziyu was exactly the kind of description she had read in an ancient book, the kind of man who was both beautiful on the outside and beautiful on the inside...

At this time, Jiu Xiaohan said something, and Liang Ziyu repeated it exactly after her, word for word.

Liang Ziyu nodded meaningfully and straightened his black hair, which was stained with water drops on his temples.

Regardless of the level of the hunting guards, their Taoist abilities, or their seniority, if we just talk about their appearance, among them, the most handsome and elegant Qing Xin Guan "Guan Cao'er" must be one of the ten non-Jiu Xiaohans.

The seventh junior brother, Wu Yan, is the best.

It's not that she has never seen anyone who can be called a "handsome man". Most of her fellow apprentices are handsome and handsome men.

In other words, Jiu Xiaohan really wanted to see him clearly at all times, and could see him whenever he wanted to.

Therefore, Lan Jingchu is often affected by a negative energy that goes against the power of heaven.

Even occasionally, when it gets more serious, she will separate from her body like a soul out of her body and form another self that is full of hostility and hatred towards everyone and everything.

That "self" will use various tricks to induce her to "make mistakes"...

——And this is what Li Wu was most worried about happening at the beginning!!!

(End of chapter)