Do You Know How to Capture a Villain?

Ji Qingzhuo's hand, which was about to open the courtyard door, hovered in the air, and her face turned red because of the system's "double cultivation".

In modern times, she also read a lot of similar novels about cultivating immortals, because it would be boring if she didn't read the books, so she naturally knew the meaning of double cultivation.

But, Shen Rongyu and her?

Ji Qingzhuo patted her cheek, her fingertips were slightly cool, and the slightly lower temperature calmed herself down.

She is not such a person, Shen Rongyu is certainly not such a person, how could they both cultivate together?

Shen Rongyu was outside the door. Under the moonlight, he stood upright. He had heard Ji Qingzhuo's footsteps and sensed her approaching aura long ago, but in front of the door, she stopped and did not move.

His hearing is excellent, and he even heard Ji Qingzhuo's heartbeat. Since she stopped, her heartbeat has been a little faster.

Her mood fluctuated, Shen Rongyu thought.

Ji Qingzhuo still opened the door, she swallowed, and only called out: "Senior Brother Xiaoyu."

Shen Rongyu didn't show any emotion on his face, he just went inside, walked to the small pavilion, and called Ji Qingzhuo over: "Zhuo Zhuo."

Ji Qingzhuo turned around and closed the courtyard door, holding the book in his hand, and trotted over.

Under the small pavilion, the moonlight is slightly cool, and the shadow of the crescent moon is reflected in the water, which attracts the fish in the stream to lean over and kiss the reflection of the moon, causing circles of ripples on the water.

There was no ripple in Ji Qingzhuo's heart, she had already calmed down, and pushed the book she brought back today to Shen Rongyu.

She explained her situation in a low voice: "Elder Mu said to take a deep breath, sink the qi into the dantian, close your eyes to catch the aura wandering around, when the body relaxes to the extreme, the fairy bone will open like a pore, absorbing the aura around it, Exhale again, and the turbid air filtered by the fairy bone will be released."

"The speed of cultivation is closely related to the speed at which the bones can absorb spiritual energy, so talent is a very important innate condition." Shen Rongyu closed the book and said slowly.

He stretched out his hand to Ji Qingzhuo: "Give it to me."

Ji Qingzhuo hesitated for a while, and finally put her hand on his. Her hand was a circle smaller than ordinary people's. Shen Rongyu's big palm closed, and she could easily hold her hand in his palm.

Her nails are neatly manicured, but even her palms are cold.

Because he wanted to teach Ji Qingzhuo to absorb spiritual energy, Shen Rongyu didn't manipulate the airflow to separate the two, he felt the warmth of her palm.

Shen Rongyu was slightly startled, he lowered his eyes to look at Ji Qingzhuo, she lowered her head, her long eyelashes trembled uneasy, she was not alive, but more like a dried-out immortal flower, with no possibility of growth anymore.

His fingers curled up, their knuckles protruding, and they wrapped her hand around her.

In an instant, a powerful air wave passed from Shen Rongyu's body, but this air only flowed on the surface of Ji Qingzhuo's body and could not penetrate deeply. Her body was resisting external changes.

"Zhuo Zhuo." Shen Rongyu called her, his thin lips slightly raised, and his tone was slightly smiling, "You relax."

Ji Qingzhuo was actually very nervous. She shrugged her shoulders and trembled slightly. When Shen Rongyu called her so, she could only try her best to keep her nerves from being too tense.

In fact, she has long forgotten Shen Rongyu's identity as the villain, but no matter who is holding her hand now, Shen Rongyu or anyone else, she will be so nervous.

Shen Rongyu is surprisingly patient. He knows that Ji Qingzhuo doesn't have immortal bones, so he can't rely on himself to cultivate, but if he absorbs spiritual energy and pours it into her meridians, it can also wash and temper her body with spiritual energy, reaching the level of cultivation. Effect.

For Shen Rongyu, this was a very novel experience. It was easy to destroy something, but it required such cumbersome steps to revive something that was about to die.

I don't know how long it took, Ji Qingzhuo relaxed, and Shen Rongyu's breath finally flowed into her meridians. This was a very magical experience. She seemed to be a puppet, and the aura released by Shen Rongyu moved her limbs and body. connect them in series.

However, no matter how dull she is, she can still feel the transmitted spiritual energy beating her meridians and body. Could this be the beauty of cultivation? It's like repeatedly tempering the body with raging fire until the moment of qualitative change is achieved.

Ji Qingzhuo closed her eyes, and let herself let go of her nervousness for the time being, and immersed herself in this wonderful feeling of cultivation.

However, when the breaths of the two were connected, and after she closed her eyes, Shen Rongyu suddenly felt something.

There was something—the power he had been looking for, lost due to old events, after connecting with Ji Qingzhuo's breath, a fragment came back.

He narrowed his eyes, and his eyes suddenly became as cold as ice. He didn't like things that were out of control, and now Ji Qingzhuo obviously gave him a feeling of being out of control.

Shen Rongyu's hand was originally holding her hand, and then, the fingertips climbed up her back, wrist, arm, and shoulder, and the thumb and index finger's pads stuck to her neck.

The breaths of the two were still connected, and Ji Qingzhuo focused all his attention on his tempered meridians, and didn't notice the changes in the outside world.

The small mirror she wore around her neck flashed coldly, and the system felt it, but it didn't dare to say it.

Shen Rongyu's hand was holding her neck, her blood was throbbing vigorously, the neck was like a fragile flower stem, it would be broken with a slight twist.

Under the moonlight, he was silent for a long time.

However, Ji Qingzhuo didn't struggle, she sat quietly, with her back straight, her eyes closed and her face calm and light.

It seems that she can live or die, but she is not dead now, so she is alive, this strange state.

Suddenly, Shen Rongyu withdrew her hand, the breath connection between the two was interrupted, Ji Qingzhuo opened her eyes, and she felt something moved away from her neck.

She looked up at Shen Rongyu's shoulder and asked, "Brother Xiaoyu, is this cultivation?"

"You don't have a fairy bone, so you can only cultivate in this way." Shen Rongyu said, his strength is special, and only he can connect with Ji Qingzhuo's breath and help her practice.

"That's right, must it be like this?" Ji Qingzhuo leaned back, she was really not used to such intimate contact.

"Otherwise, what can you do? If you are willing to lean on me, you don't have to be so tired." Shen Rongyu's tone carried a little shallow smile again.

Ji Qingzhuo pursed her lips, twisted the corner of her clothes with her fingers, and said, "No."

"It's just a joke." Shen Rongyu said.

Ji Qingzhuo looked at his hands on the table and nodded: "Okay."

"The class is on, just continue tomorrow." Shen Rongyu picked up the Burial Snow Sword on the table, left such a sentence, and left.

After he left, Ji Qingzhuo raised her hand to touch her neck, and she could feel the warmth left here.

Following such a big villain, it really is... dangerous, she thought so, but she was not too afraid.

All her emotions are shallow, and even her fears are subdued and calm.

Ji Qingzhuo lay on the table and began to look through today's textbooks. The system didn't speak because it was frightened and hadn't recovered yet.

At night, Yu Sukong contacted her again. He said that he had prepared a small magic weapon for her, which could fly and could be manipulated without mana. The energy he had left in the magic weapon in advance was enough for it to use.

This is a magic weapon similar to a disk. Standing on it, you can control the direction and speed with your toes, and you can also adjust the size of the disk. When it is adjusted to the maximum, it can stand two or three people.

Yu Sukong called the little magic weapon "Flywheel", and Ji Qingzhuo also called it that.

After getting the flywheel, Shen Rongyu didn't need her to lead her to class, but the two could still see each other every day, because he had to help her practice, which made the system puzzled. help her?

Of course, not long after, Ji Qingzhuo won the last place in a quiz of a course in the door, and there was nothing she could do about it in the cultivation and magic class, but the system did not understand why Ji Qingzhuo To take a low score.

Before going to bed at night, Ji Qingzhuo was lying on the bed in a daze, and the system was nagging in her mind: "Host, host, you can't do this, you see Shen Rongyu can come out on top in the door test, your name and his name, there is such a long distance."

Ji Qingzhuo turned over on the bed, staring at the moonlight outside the window, and only replied: "System, I don't want to."

"Why don't you want to?" the system asked again, this time it understood what kind of host it was bound to.

"I don't want to, there is no reason." Ji Qingzhuo has a stubborn temper, she is just afraid of being too noticeable, what is there to explain?

"Why are you as stubborn as your Mao Mao?" The system died of anger.

"Yeah." Ji Qingzhuo responded lightly, she pulled up her quilt, turned over, and shrank in the corner, "System, you are unlucky, you picked me."

The system was so angry that he stopped talking, Ji Qingzhuo went to bed on time, until midnight, when something made a noise outside the door.

Maomao, who was sleeping peacefully in the courtyard, opened the door of Ji Qingzhuo's room in the middle of the night. It walked to Ji Qingzhuo's bed with weak steps, and his breath exuded heat.

It hit Ji Qingzhuo with the tip of its nose, waking her up.