Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 173 Things you shouldn’t look at

Tick-tock——

Tick-tock——

A few tears fell from the water clock outside the window, which was the only sound in the elegant room.

Shangguan Lingye closed his eyes and lay flat on the bamboo couch, his cheeks as pale as paper.

The elegant room is the training place for the masters of the Zhuoyan Sect. The spiritual energy is so rich that it can be seen with the naked eye, turning into wisps of white mist and gathering towards Shangguan Lingye's body.

Wu Qingwan knelt down in front of the main couch, pressed Shangguan Lingye's wrist, and carefully explored it. But Shangguan Lingye's cultivation level was too high, and her True Qi was too soft. She couldn't get in at all, and she couldn't even feel her pulse.

After trying for a moment, Wu Qingwan shook her head softly:

“The Imperial Concubine’s cultivation level is too high, I can’t feel the veins, would you like to try?”

Zuo Lingquan stood in front of him and watched, with a look of sadness on his brows. Hearing the sound, he squatted down in front of him and pressed Shangguan Lingye's wrist with his hand.

Although he was injured and unconscious, the touch of Shangguan Lingye's skin did not change.

Delicate as brocade and as warm as jade, it feels soft to the touch and seems to be breakable by a blow, but when you try pouring in True Qi, you can feel the indestructibility of the golden body.

Compared with Wu Qingwan's True Qi, Zuo Lingquan's True Qi is naturally much harder, but if he wants to enter Shangguan Lingye's body, it's still like stabbing an iron wall with a bamboo stick, it's hard to penetrate half of it.

Seeing this, Wu Qingwan sighed softly: "The monk was injured and unconscious, and the body will instinctively protect itself. Our cultivation level is too low. What should we do?"

After everyone ran away, Zuo Lingquan couldn't find a doctor with advanced training, so he could only say:

"Take off her clothes and take a look. You should be able to get a rough idea of ​​her through the scars on her body."

Wu Qingwan stood up, sat on the edge of the bed, raised her hand and tried to untie Shangguan Lingye's breastplate.

Zuo Lingquan didn't dare to look at Princess Dayan's body, so he turned around and walked to the terrace, pulling the door open.

It's just that the breastplate Shangguan Lingye is wearing is extremely tightly wrapped, without any connecting parts, and is truly 'flawless'.

Wu Qingwan searched back and forth for a long time, but couldn't find the mechanism catch, and ran into another difficulty:

"Ling Quan, the breastplate seems to be one piece and I can't untie it."

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan hesitated for a moment, then entered the room again, came to the bed, raised his hand and groped on Shangguan Lingye's breastplate.

A Law Treasure like this that protects the whole body will mostly leave a backdoor to prevent the monk from losing consciousness and making it impossible for his teammates to save him.

Zuo Lingquan groped along the lines of the breastplate, which was protected by a solid armor. Although he could see two bulging steamed buns, they were so hard that he didn't feel parted, and he didn't have any bad intentions.

After touching Shangguan Lingye over and over again, he finally found the secret door at the neck. After infusing True Qi, Shangguan Lingye's eyelashes moved twice, probably because he was slightly awakened by the protective armor, and asked whether the protection should be removed. .

Soon, the black armor that protected Shangguan Lingye's torso faded away like a tide, shrinking into a black necklace on his snow-white neck, which was hidden under the collar and could not be seen.

Zuo Lingquan lowered his head to check—the skirt of Shangguan Lingye's golden phoenix skirt was shattered into pieces by the powerful impact. Although the fabric remained in its original position and was stitched together, the gaps between the pieces still showed bruises. snowy skin.

The two handfuls of jade balls, which were originally quite large, lost the strong restraint of the armor and returned to their original size. They even bounced slightly, shaking the rags apart, revealing the golden apron embroidered with white cats underneath.

The bellyband is not a Law Treasure weapon, but the fabric is better. It could not withstand the impact, and it was also shattered into rags...

"ah!"

Wu Qingwan's expression changed slightly.

Zuo Lingquan took a startled look, his heart skipped a beat, and he almost lost his breath. Before he could see the details clearly, Wanwan, who was blushing, covered her eyes:

"Go out and see everything. Aren't you afraid of death?"

Zuo Lingquan just glanced at it subconsciously, which was not his intention, and stood up quickly:

"I didn't see anything... I don't want medical treatment if I'm sick. Well... I'm going to see Jingxun. If Senior Wu needs anything, call me."

Wu Qingwan was frightened, and used the quilt to cover Shangguan Lingye's spring-filled body: "You pay attention to the outside, don't wait for the people from the Burning Mist Sect to come back, and break in."

"good."

Zuo Lingquan didn't have the nerve to look back, so he walked straight out of the room, closed the door with his back turned, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The Crown Princess must be unconscious...

seems to see...

Zuo Lingquan felt that his thoughts were a little confused, so he forced himself to stay calm and brushed aside the things he shouldn't have looked at before walking towards the covered bridge.

The Burning Smoke Sect is a sect that refines weapons. Its layout is different from other sects. You can see weapon refining workshops everywhere. There are also many water veins used for quenching and cooling, so that the sect is filled with white mist all year round.

The place where Zuo Lingquan settled was located in the back mountain of Zhuoyan Sect. It was a hot spring lake, which was regarded as a small natural blessed place.

Several water pavilions were built on the lake for people to practice. Shangguan Lingye was recuperating in the middle, while Tang Jingxun was lying in the water pavilion next door.

Zuo Lingquan walked across the stone covered bridge under the bright moonlight and arrived at the waterside pavilion not far away.

There is a toad carved on the fence of the waterside pavilion. The little bird dumpling is a little wilted, lying on the head of the toad stone sculpture, and has collapsed into a flat dumpling. Looking at the place where Shangguan Lingye lives, his eyes are pitiful; a bit like 'I can't bear to leave my mother, but also Don't worry about the mother who has breasts. Both sides are worried about her and are worried about her.

Zuo Lingquan walked up to him, took out the dried fish given by Shangguan Lingye, and placed it in front of Tuanzi:

"It's okay. The injury will be fine in two days. Go back to sleep."

"grumble……"

Tuanzi was uninterested, lying on the stone, looking at the dried fish so close to Chi Chi that he didn't want to move.

Zuo Lingquan shook his head secretly, thought for a moment, and released the beetle from the porcelain bottle.

After several months of breeding, the little black beetle is now shiny and looks like it is not easy to mess with. After flying out, it has a clear target, picks up the small fish and runs away.

"grumble?!"

Tuanzi immediately became angry, flapped his little wings and started to chase.

Zuo Lingquan was satisfied with this and let the two little pets play by themselves. He came to the door of the waterside pavilion and opened the door.

The light from the lampstand in the room was warm and yellow, illuminating every corner. The furnishings seemed simple and neat, but there was nothing missing.

Tang Jingxuan was lying quietly on the bamboo yellow couch, leaning against the window. Outside the window was the beautiful scenery of the hot spring and the cold moon.

Tang Jingxun also fell into a coma for unknown reasons and has not woken up yet. Fortunately, he was not injured.

Zuo Lingquan sat down in front of the couch, held Tang Jingxun's hand and looked at it carefully.

Tang Jingxuan's originally watery tofu-like face looked crystal clear under the white moonlight. Her long eyelashes and plump red lips showed the softness that is unique to women.

But when Jingxun fell asleep, she lost the aura of a stock market girl and looked quite fairy, completely different from Wanwan.

Wanwan is usually full of fairy spirit, with three points of coolness and seven points of tranquility; but when it comes to sleeping, her shy and astringent feminine charm gradually emerges, and she is very lustful. Just like the fairy who finds that the mortal world is beautiful and cannot miss the heavenly palace...

Thinking of Wanwan's shy and pandering appearance, Zuo Lingquan blinked and felt that his intentions were not right today.

He secretly leaned over, placed a kiss on Tang Jingxuan's soft lips, then stopped his wandering thoughts and looked at the furnishings in the room.

The Zhuoyan Sect is famous for its weapon refining. As the place where the top leaders of the sect live, the furnishings in the room naturally reflect the sect’s heritage. Although this metaphor is not appropriate, it is true that even the stones that cushion the table legs may be Law Weapons.

Zuo Lingquan stayed on the bed with nothing to do. After scanning around, his eyes stopped on a white screen in front of the couch.

The white screen is thin and transparent, and cannot block anything. The frame is exquisitely made, but there are no patterns or writing on the screen. It looks a bit empty and does not fit in with the overall decoration style of the room.

After Zuo Lingquan looked at it for a while, he realized that the screen had another purpose. He searched carefully and found the incantations engraved on the edge of the screen, as well as the words "Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun..." and other words.

Zuo Lingquan studied the moon in the water on the boat, understood what it was, and tried to infuse it with True Qi.

Sure enough, the screen curtain began to become illusive, and a picture gradually appeared - a female cultivator wearing the costume of Heavenly Emperor City, standing on a flying sword; below is the land with mountains and mountains, and in the center is a huge sinkhole. A woman's voice came from inside:

"Not long ago, there was an alien rebellion near Zongzhuoyan City under the Heavenly Emperor City. A large number of monks and people fled the Fuyao Kingdom. The matter has been calmed down by the emperor of the Heavenly Emperor City, and no casualties were caused. Fellow Daoists, please do not listen to or spread rumors. Rumors, so as not to disrupt order everywhere..."

Judging from the words and deeds, it should be the experts from Heavenly Emperor City who are appeasing the surrounding monks to avoid chaos around the Fuyu Kingdom.

Zuo Lingquan raised his eyes and looked at the sky outside the window. From an aerial perspective, it was probably above the clouds and couldn't be seen from him at all.

After listening for a while, Zuo Lingquan lost interest and touched the text on the screen again.

As a result, the scene changed...

"Uh huh huh~..."

A fairy in cool clothes and a veil danced on the lake while humming softly.

The dance is very graceful. Sometimes it holds a streamer and flies up into the air, dancing with the wind like a fairy in a painting.

While flying in the sky, the beautiful mountains and rivers under the fairy skirt are hazy. It seems that everything can be seen, and it seems that nothing can be seen...

(⊙_⊙;)? !

Zuo Lingquan's expression was stunned...

(end of this chapter)