N-A-A Chapter 1582 You are very useful
Chapter 1582 You are very useful
Lu Zhaoling looked at Zhou Shiyue.
His expression was serious and his eyes were deep.
Being looked at by him like this and enveloped by him like this, the golden light on his body seemed to wrap her up.
It’s actually really comfortable.
After three days at the ghost market, she was not without fatigue when she came back.
She drew so many talismans today. She already had plans, and now she knew she was going to meet him, so she used up all her energy drawing the talismans.
Now that she was so close to him, she felt that her body was recovering very quickly.
If she hadn't known that she would be able to gain merit from meeting him and being with him, she definitely wouldn't have drawn so many talismans and would have been more careful.
However, now she was so used to taking advantage of his merits and luck that she sometimes even forgot about it.
After all, you can just grab it easily, who would think about it in particular?
Now Zhou Shiyue suddenly cares so much about this matter...
Lu Zhaoling blinked and asked, "Don't you want me to pull it out?"
There is a delay in reading it every week.
When he met Lu Zhaoling's mischievous eyes, he knew she did it on purpose.
He lowered his head and nuzzled her with his nose. "I'm not that stingy."
"Alright then, I admit it," Lu Zhaoling put her hand on his chest and blinked, "From the first time we met, when I got into your carriage, until now, I haven't stopped plucking you."
"I drew so many talismans today that I was so tired that I felt a little dizzy when I took a shower just now, but I'm back to normal now."
Lu Zhaoling also became serious.
"Have I never sincerely said thank you to you? Zhou Shiyue, you have been protecting me since the first day. Thanks to you, I was able to survive. Thanks to you, my cultivation was able to recover so quickly."
"You say my mystical arts are so powerful now, but actually, every time I seem arrogant and deal with a powerful ghost cultivator or an evil cultivator, I become exhausted. That kind of exhaustion is not physical, but the kind that completely drains my energy and spirit."
Lu Zhaoling hugged him and said, "But as long as I can be with you and absorb your merits, I can recover very quickly. Didn't you already realize this a long time ago?"
She just didn't believe that he didn't know.
There were a few times before when she was tired and he would come over immediately, clearly intending to give her "tonic nourishment".
Zhou Shiyue did know this before.
But he was worried because she had an injury that hadn't healed yet, and now that she was healed, she might not need him anymore.
Moreover, her master also came back. He was not the nameless old Taoist priest from a small Taoist temple as he had imagined before, but the leader of the First Xuanmen.
Her senior disciple also became the judge of the underworld.
And I heard that her uncle-in-law also had a very high level of cultivation and the ability to see through the netherworld.
Whether it is herself or the people around her, each one is more powerful than the other.
His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin was also feeling a little unconfident and panicked.
Lu Zhaoling saw his worry, pulled him down a little, and kissed him on the corner of his lips.
"And I think you can definitely protect me. For example, if I encounter an extremely powerful evil cultivator and I fight him for three days and three nights, he will only become more and more tired and injured. But if I have you, I can replenish my health from time to time. Do you think he can defeat me?"
Why do you have so little confidence in yourself?
Lu Zhaoling blinked. "Besides, you can take me flying. It would be great if we could save the Wind Control Talisman."
Zhou Shiyue paused for a moment and suddenly felt that his behavior was a bit funny.
When did he become so fragile and childish?
There is really no need to be so anxious.
After all, he still believed that he was stronger than many men.
"Also, I still like your face...Brother..."
Zhou Shiyue's body tensed up when Lu Zhaoling's tone suddenly softened and stretched out.
"You only like faces?"
"Hmm, the chest feels good, and the waist seems strong..."
Lu Zhaoling's hand touched his waist.
Zhou Shiyue's body tensed up even more, his breathing became a little disordered, and he immediately rolled off her, lying flat beside her, and let out a long sigh.
"Don't touch me."
He said this with a hint of sadness.
I remember that Sect Master Yin said that his Chu Yuan was still there. In the following days, the way the people around him looked at him seemed to him to have some deep meaning.
Fortunately, among those guys in Qinglin, none of them has ever touched a woman.
Don't laugh at each other.
But if this situation persists after the wedding, Zhou Shiyue will be worried that the young people will look at him with even more unpleasant eyes.
He could already sense that his imposing image would be questioned.
But what if it is so?
He still wants to get married!
Lu Zhaoling leaned over and poked his chest with her finger. "So, what did my senior brother say to you?"
Zhou Shiyue: “…”
How come she still knew this?
(Aoki: I’m naturally on the princess’ side.)
Zhou Shiyue thought about it and decided to tell half of it.
"Master and his uncle are considering whether we should postpone the wedding because they feel that there are many things that have not been clarified, and your identity is still a little confusing..."
When Zhou Shiyue mentioned postponing the wedding date, he also turned sideways to face her.
His eyes were full of grievance and his tone was pitiful.
Such a tall and handsome man looked at her with such aggrieved eyes——
"Puch."
Lu Zhaoling couldn't help it and covered his eyes with her hands.
"You look like a kitten in cheetah costume, it's inappropriate."
Zhou Shiyue sighed.
"Lu Xiaoer, you're going too far. How come you don't feel sorry for me at all?"
He grabbed her hand and lay back down, not wanting to pay any attention to her.
Lu Zhaoling leaned over and said, trying not to laugh, "I didn't say I wanted to postpone the wedding."
Zhou Shiyue looked at her again.
"I think, although there are a lot of things going on right now, and my father's whereabouts are unknown, and..." Lu Zhaoling paused, moved closer to him, leaned on his chest, and lowered her voice, "I may still face a life-or-death crisis."
When she said this, she felt Zhou Shiyue's body stiffen.
Lu Zhaoling understood immediately; this was indeed what her senior disciple had said. She wasn't wrong, however; the parchment scroll most likely spoke of her three lifetimes of mortal danger.
This parchment scroll was most likely placed there by her father.
After all, Qian Dingxing said that Lu Ming had been there.
But why should I pay a year's worth of my life for the things I consign there?
Perhaps, he was afraid that it would be taken away by someone with bad intentions in the First Xuanmen?
Traitors like Yun Badao probably wouldn't want to live even for a year.
Of course, she herself is quite cunning.
Lu Zhaoling had guessed what was going on, so she didn't intend to embarrass him by asking further questions.
"There are so many things going on anyway. There's no point in waiting until everything is settled before getting married. What if I can't handle it by the time I'm 70 or 80?"