Cultivation Of Immortality: Double Cultivation With Thousand Times Experience

Outside the exclusive box of Jì Hou on the ninth floor of Ji Le Building, Yuan Zhilu was wearing an emerald green skirt. Her clear eyes were full of endless curiosity and worry. She was like a nimble deer, walking in the corridor. Shuttle back and forth.

One moment she was nestling beside the carved window, gazing in ecstasy at the monks flying swords across the sky; the next moment she was lying next to the fence, her eyes following the girls below as they welcomed guests from all walks of life, and what made her most worried was that Yes, it was undoubtedly the room where her sister Yuan Zhihong was, with the door tightly closed.

"Sister has been in there for a day and a night. I really don't know if anything will happen?" A trace of worry appeared in Yuan Zhilu's eyes. Her voice was as low as a mosquito, but full of deep concern. Thinking of her willful entanglement yesterday, begging her sister to go to the mysterious guest's room to find out what was going on, now she couldn't help but feel a surge of regret in her heart, "Oh, if I had known this, I shouldn't have persisted so much."

The sun gradually rose at noon, and the sunlight shone on the corridor, casting a long shadow. Yuan Zhilv stared closely at the door that had been silent for a long time. Finally, after a long wait, the door slowly opened, and her heart lifted. I saw Yuan Zhihong walking out of the room with slightly heavy steps. At that moment, Yuan Zhilu rushed over like a spring being released, and threw herself into her sister's arms without hesitation.

Yuan Zhihong was obviously still immersed in some thoughts when she suddenly heard a familiar voice, followed by a gust of wind. She subconsciously took a few steps back and firmly caught Ru Yan's sister who was throwing herself into her arms. "You crazy girl, you really don't know how to live or die. If I react slower, you will be bruised and swollen." She pretended to be angry and flicked Yuan Zhonglu's forehead, but her eyes were full of love and favor. drown.

Yuan Zhilv buried her head in her sister's warm bosom, smiling like a flower: "I'm not afraid, because I believe that my sister will definitely catch me."

At this moment, Yuan Zhilu noticed the mattress held in her sister's hand, which was stained with a few eye-catching blood stains. "Sister, what are you doing with this mattress? Why is there blood on it?" she asked in surprise.

Yuan Zhihong's face was calm and her tone was calm but firm: "This is my blood."

When Yuan Zhilv heard this, her eyes widened in disbelief: "Sister, did you give it to him?"

Yuan Zhihong nodded slightly and replied: "Otherwise, what can I do if I stay in there all night? Chat?"

"Then did he give us any benefits? Where is it?" Yuan Zhilu couldn't wait to ask.

"Benefits?" Yuan Zhihong smiled mysteriously and deliberately let it slip, "Let's go back to the room first, and I'll tell you slowly."

At Yuan Zhilv's urging, the two sisters quickly returned to their boudoir on the nineteenth floor. After closing the door, they walked into the inner room and sat down side by side. Then, Yuan Zhihong told Yuan Zhilu the true identity of Jì Hou and his promise. The thrilling news was like thunder on the ground, which shocked Yuan Zhilu.

"What? He actually needs to find a highly qualified female cultivator to perform double cultivation to relieve the curse because he was cursed?"

"What?! His original cultivation level turned out to be at the Golden Core stage? You must know that in the entire Qi Kingdom, Golden Core cultivators are very rare, and they are unparalleled and powerful men who can stand out from all the heroes!"

"Sister, we are really lucky! My brother-in-law is so powerful, shouldn't we be able to walk sideways in Qi from now on?" Yuan Zhilv's face flushed with excitement, and her words were full of longing and expectation for the infinite beauty of the future.

Yuan Zhihong gently flicked her sister Yuan Zhilu's head. Although the action had a hint of playful severity, it was full of her sister's love and care for her sister. "Don't think nonsense, don't cause him any trouble, and don't talk nonsense outside." Her eyes showed her firm request for her sister's code of conduct.

Yuan Zhilu covered her forehead where she was hit, pouted her little mouth, and retorted with an innocent and cute face: "I know, sister, you always hit me on the head. What if I become stupid?" There was a slight hint in her tone. It's coquettish, but also reveals a hint of cunning.

After hearing this, Yuan Zhihong couldn't help but smile like a flower. She teased: "You are already so stupid, why are you afraid of becoming stupid? What if you become more stupid and become smarter." During the words, the intimacy and teasing between the sisters pervaded. In the air, it adds a bit of liveliness and warmth to this quiet boudoir.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door. The two sisters stopped playing for an instant, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment. Yuan Zhihong immediately stopped her smile, a look of vigilance flashed in her eyes, she tightly protected her sister, and asked sternly: "Who is it?"

"It's me." A voice as gentle as jade sounded outside the door, like the spring breeze blowing over the lake, making people feel close to each other. Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhihong's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, replaced by a look of joy. She moved lightly, took her sister's hand, and walked towards the door. The moment she opened the door, what came into view was the handsome and familiar face - Jì Hou.

The door opened, and Jì Hou stepped inside. After closing the door with her backhand, she couldn't wait to run towards Yuan Zhihong, hugged her affectionately, and gave her a passionate kiss. Yuan Zhihong resisted slightly and said softly: "Don't... my sister is still here."

However, Jì Hou smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, she is not young anymore, she knows almost everything she needs to know." After that, he leaned over again. This time, Yuan Zhihong did not refuse, and the two of them were immersed in selfless excitement. In the kiss.

Yuan Zhilv, who was on the side, uttered an ouch when she saw this, and quickly covered her eyes with her hands, but her fingers were spread wide open intentionally or unintentionally, and her big eyes peeped curiously from between the fingers. After a while, the lips parted.

Yuan Zhihong panted slightly, her cheeks stained with an intoxicating blush. She leaned in Jì Hou's arms as softly as if she were boneless, her heartbeat and breathing intertwined to compose a sweet movement.

"Oh~ sister, you are blushing." Yuan Zhilu suddenly broke the silence with a funny and naughty voice. When Yuan Zhihong heard this, her face suddenly tightened, and she quickly broke away from Jì Hou's arms and slapped her He was about to say hello to Yuan Zhilu's butt, feigning anger: "You damn girl, let's see if I don't beat you to death."

Yuan Zhilu walked with agile steps and laughed crisply. After a while, she hid behind Jì Hou, her big bright eyes flashing with cunning and pride. The two sisters played a game of chase around Jì Hou, and the room echoed with their laughter.

Jì Hou looked at all this with a smile, her eyes full of love and tolerance, enjoying this warm family moment, enjoying herself and being extremely happy.

Yuan Zhilu's cultivation level is still low. Even if she runs around Jì Hou with all her strength, she still can't get rid of the sharp eyes and quick movements of her sister Yuan Zhihong. Yuan Zhihong easily captured her younger sister who was escaping while playing with ease.

A sly smile appeared at the corner of Yuan Zhihong's lips, and she waved her hand towards Yuan Zhilu's pretty buttocks without hesitation. He exclaimed, "Oh, sister, I don't want it!"

Yuan Zhilu struggled hard, but surprisingly, her resistance actually worked. After breaking free from Yuan Zhihong's hand, she rushed towards Jì Hou like an arrow, and slipped into his warm and generous embrace. Inside, she clung to his chest, and she even didn't forget to pick up Jì Hou's big hand and put it on her hip, seeking shelter.

"Brother-in-law, save me~" Yuan Zhonglu's voice was trembling and coquettish, like a frightened little rabbit, shivering and hiding in Jì Hou's arms. When Jì Hou saw this, he smiled helplessly but lovingly. Although he was a little unprepared for the sudden situation, he still chose to let Yuan Zhilu rely on him so much. At this moment, he felt that the little girl was developing quite well, her body was soft and soft, and she was not inferior to her sister Yuan Zhihong.

Under Jì Hou's all-round protection, Yuan Zhihong seemed unable to do anything for a while. However, Yuan Zhilu, who was hiding in Jì Hou's arms, was so bold that he actually turned around and made a face at Yuan Zhihong and said provocatively: "Luan Luo Luo, come and beat me, you stupid sister!"

Yuan Zhihong laughed angrily at this scene. She raised her eyebrows and glared, and responded: "Do you think I really can't do anything to you?"

Before she finished speaking, Yuan Zhihong opened her arms in front of her sister. Jì Hou hugged Yuan Zhilu's arms and squeezed into his arms. Yuan Zhilu panicked when she witnessed all this. She screamed, grabbed Jì Hou's clothes and begged: "Brother-in-law, stop her quickly, don't let her in."

However, before Jì Hou had time to respond, Yuan Zhihong had already taken the lead: "He is my Taoist companion, and I can get into his arms whenever I want." After hearing this, Jì Hou nodded slightly in agreement: "Yes."

Seeing that Jì Hou was not going to help her, Yuan Zhilu immediately realized that the situation was not good and immediately began to beg for mercy: "Sister, I was wrong, please go around me. I won't dare to do it again next time."

But Yuan Zhihong was unmoved. Instead, she sneered, and then a slap landed firmly on Yuan Zhilu's butt, causing her to cry out in pain: "Oh, it hurts!"

Faced with Yuan Zhilu's begging for mercy, Yuan Zhihong not only did not stop, but continued to slap her even harder, vowing to teach this naughty sister a lesson.

As a result, in Jì Hou's tolerant embrace, a "battle" between sisters was staged lively. Jì Hou could only smile bitterly, holding the two women fighting each other while watching them laughing and playing, her heart filled with a mixture of helpless and deeply happy emotions towards the two sisters.