MTL - The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse-Chapter 41 forty one tripod

◎Body fluid (two shifts in one)◎

At noon, the sun was in full bloom, and the sound of cicadas on the trees made Song Dingding dizzy and tinnitus. She seemed to feel the scorching gaze from Daojun Yuwei, and she felt a little restless in her heart.

The housekeeper said that the bathing place was open-air, so she could interpret the bathing place as a hot spring-like place, with no compartments, and everyone bathed and changed clothes naked in the bathing place.

With golden fingers with beauty and shape, as long as she wants, she can change her body into a man's structure, and she doesn't have to worry about revealing her identity.

But the problem is, she can't get past her psychological level.

She was able to let Song Zhizhi see it yesterday because Song Zhizhi was also a woman, and a glance between women was essential.

But if she were to show it to these sect male disciples, she would be disgusted to the point of collapse just thinking about it.

Seeing that others walked into the bath one after another, Song Dingding was still hesitating in place, the clothes on her back were soaked with sweat, and her palms were slightly clenched by her side.

Daojun Yuwei knew that she was a woman, while others thought she was a man. The choice in front of her at the moment seemed to be not which bathing place to go to, but a bull-headed horse who was asking her which frying pan to jump into.

Xu Shi sensed her anxiety, Pei Ming raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at Li Hua, Li Hua seemed to understand what he was doing, and he quickly nodded to him with a gesture of "No problem, I understand."

Not because he was afraid that others would see what was behind A Ding, he took A Ding and waited until the others left before taking a shower and changing clothes.

Li Hua took Song Dingding's shoulders and patted her arm to signal her not to be nervous: "It's alright, let's go in last."

Yuwei Daojun walked past her, gave her a deep look, retracted his gaze, and walked directly into the bath.

The butler had a gold frame on his slender face. He took out a delicate copper-colored pocket watch from the inner pocket of his black suit, and pressed the button on the top of the pocket watch with his finger: "Guests please hurry up, there is still half an hour, the owner will I will accompany my wife for a lunch break."

The implication is that if you miss this time, you probably won't be able to see the owner and his wife today.

It doesn't matter if Song Dingding sees them or not. Anyway, her mission is to attack Pei Ming, not to gather seven swallowing dragon balls.

The problem is that everyone else is anxious to swallow the Dragon Ball. She has been stuck here and won't go in, which will inevitably arouse suspicion from others.

She gritted her teeth and said to Li Hua, "Let's go first."

Li Hua didn't think much of it when she saw her walking to the men's bath. In short, there was no difference between waiting in and waiting outside.

He followed closely behind, just about to make a gesture with Pei Ming, indicating that everything has him, don't worry.

When he turned around, he found that Pei Ming had walked into the women's bath. Li Hua looked at his fading back with a slightly complicated expression.

Good guy, if these female disciples of the sects knew that Daojun Wuzang disguised himself as a woman and walked into the women's bath, I'm afraid they would have a shadow on the bath for the rest of their lives.

"What are you looking at, poor boy?" Bai Qi crossed her arms around her chest and smiled slightly mockingly: "If you want to enter the women's bath, I will take you in."

After leaving the allergen, she drank a lot of the herbal decoction given by Song Dingding in the past two days, plus the ointment in her own storage ring, the red rash on her face has completely disappeared.

There are only some less obvious traces left, and it will take about two or three days to fully restore the original smooth and delicate skin.

She looked at what Li Hua could say.

Li Hua raised his eyelids slightly, looking at her with an inexplicable meaning.

It seems to look, it seems to stare.

Bai Qi was a little flustered by his stare, and the corner of her mouth smiled slightly: "What do you think I do?"

Li Hua narrowed his eyes, raised his lips and smiled: "Even if you give me ten high-level spirit stones, I don't want to look at you..."

He glanced in front of Bai Qi, turned his head and walked towards the men's bath: "I might as well look at myself."

The smile on Bai Qi's face disappeared, and her facial muscles twitched slightly.

Sure enough, the poor swordsman is the poor swordsman. When she broke up, but took ten high-level spirit stones from him, he actually hated her to this day.

Thinking that her immortal mansion is piled up in front of the door, what are ten high-level spiritual stones?

If it weren't for the fact that the strongest person in the Xiu Xian world suddenly changed people, and she didn't have a spirit stone on her body, in order to get in touch with that man, she needed to use ten high-level spirit stones to buy food for the poor little beggar on the street. Don't hesitate to take the money from Li's painting.

With such a little money, she has been digging Sosoji until now. Fortunately, she had sharp eyes and dumped him without hesitation.

Bai Qi walked into the women's bath angrily, and as soon as she entered the door, she ran into Pei Ming, who was far away from the hustle and bustle of the women, sitting alone on the stone inside the door.

Seeing that he was quite self-conscious, she turned around when she knew See No Evil, and she felt a little better: "You sit down first, and when the female disciples are almost gone, I'll call you again."

As she said that, she subconsciously patted his shoulder, but after the pat, his body froze and fell forward, making her face pale in surprise.

Bai Qi thought that Pei Ming's body was running out of blood and blood, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

I heard that when her father found him back then, he was topless, lying on the mysterious ice stone, his chest was cut five inches long, and the **** internal organs could be seen clearly, only one heart was missing.

Later, I don't know how his father saved him, but he replaced the heart with a stone, making him a living dead.

- Bai Qi has always been skeptical about this. After all, her father didn't even save her mother's life back then, and she thought that her father didn't have the ability to save Pei Ming either.

However, Pei Ming is a descendant of the Celestial Clan, so maybe it is different from them.

After Pei Ming changed the stone heart, the heart would not beat, and there was no human feeling. Every month, the blood in his body was changed through the blood butterfly to ensure that the blood in his body was fresh and flowing human blood.

Now that he has entered the secret realm, it has been more than half a month. Could it be that he used up his blood and essence in advance, so he suddenly fainted?

When Bai Qi helped him, thousands of thoughts flooded into her heart, but when she helped him up, she realized that she was thinking too much.

Pei Ming's eyes were open, and his breathing was still smooth, but he pulled his consciousness away from this body, causing his body to turn into a puppet, and then he fell down as soon as he touched it.

She remembered that when he was at the riverside yesterday, Pei Ming used his divine sense to transform himself into a body, showing the prototype of Daojun Wuzang, and he must be the same at this moment.

Bai Qi helped his body back, Xu was afraid that others would discover his abnormality, so she simply squatted aside.

This is a good opportunity to perform. Maybe when Pei Ming's spiritual sense comes back, he sees her standing motionless by his side, and when his heart is moved, he bites her hook.

…

As soon as Song Dingding entered the men's bath, she found that they were not running around with bare bottoms as she had imagined. Most of the male disciples were wearing bath towels prepared by servants around their waists, and they were only topless.

She breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately she didn't see Brother Octopus walking all over the ground, otherwise she was really afraid that she would grow needles.

The bathing area is open and green, and there are about a dozen springs and ponds, equipped with hot soup and cool ice springs to relieve the heat, and there is a misty waterfall in the stream in the distance.

Song Dingding walked along the cobblestone path under his feet, listening to the cicadas and frogs, and the rushing sound of the waterfall, and his heart was peaceful and peaceful.

Like the power of nature, it miraculously healed the impetuousness in her heart. She forgot the tasks she had attached to her body. There was only green shade in front of her, and she felt an unprecedented peace here.

The sudden slanting shadow under her feet made her stop. She raised her head and saw Daojun Yuwei, who had a clear expression, handing over a set of moon-white silk robes: "When they leave, you can take a shower and change."

Song Dingding was stunned for a moment, remembering the bath towels around their waists, she guessed that it was Daojun Yuwei's advice, she buried her head in answer, took the lingerie, walked to the shade of a tree and sat down.

Li Hua chased after her from outside the bathing area. He brought two plates of iced fruits and sat beside her, sighing comfortably like a vacation, "It's been a long time since I felt so comfortable."

Song Dingding nodded and used a fork to fork a piece of iced watermelon: "Although it is, I always feel that something is wrong."

It was like the calm before the storm. She didn't believe that a meaningless secret realm would be set up here. It was like the first two secret realms. On the surface, it looked calm, but in fact, there were turbulent waves waiting for them behind.

And what they are going through now, some of them are not in line with the plot in the original text. For example, the water ghost on the riverside, the beast-fighting competition in the arena, the human identity exposed by the snake king... These are plots that have never appeared in the original text.

She didn't know where the deviation started, or from the moment she put it into the original owner's body, the world in the book had begun to tilt in the other direction of the scale.

In short, what they are seeing now may not be that simple, and it is better to be careful.

"By the way, what's the pattern behind you?" Song Dingding seemed to suddenly remember something, and his eyes fell on Li Hua's back.

Li Hua also signed a contract with the Immortal Mansion. If the pattern behind her is a blue morpho butterfly, what is behind him?

Is his blue morpho butterfly too?

Seeing her bright eyes, Li Hua ate the fruit and said with an unnatural expression, "Wait for them to leave, you can see for yourself."

Song Dingding nodded in response, and in his heart he probably guessed that the patterns behind them should be different.

The two of them sat leisurely in the shade, eating fruit while waiting for everyone to leave after bathing.

However, after a quarter of an hour, some of those sect disciples were immersed in the water, some were meditating under the waterfall, and there was no sign of leaving at all.

I don't know where suddenly came an exclamation: "Spiritual power, my spiritual power is back..."

Song Dingding followed the source of the sound, but saw that man jumped up from the bottom of the waterfall, and the towel was scattered around his waist and he was unaware.

Before she could see clearly, her eyes suddenly turned black, and her cold palms covered her eyes: "What's so beautiful about him?"

The voice behind him was melodious and melodious, not soft and gentle, but like fresh and tender tea leaves just picked in the spring, soaked in ice water with a hint of sweetness.

Song Dingding's heart skipped a beat and recognized the owner of the voice.

She stammered and called: "No, no Zang Daojun..."

He turned around her, let go of his hand, and sat among the black stones: "Why do you have to be like this, just call me small words."

Song Dingding was dumbfounded.

Is this Wuzang Daojun familiar?

When did she get to know him so well that he was called Xiaozi?

As if he had no bones, he leaned on the stone lazily, holding a lychee between his slender and clear fingers: "I call it Zili in small characters."

Li Hua couldn't help but coughed lightly.

It was only a short while, and Daojun Wu Zang rushed over to him impatiently. This was probably the trouble of breaking his sleeves - he had to guard against both women and men.

However, Daojun Wuzang doesn't lie and he doesn't write drafts. When a man is 20 years old, his parents get the small characters. Daojun Wu Zang only lives to be sixteen years old. Where did the small characters come from?

He saw clearly that Daojun Wuzang took a small character, and when he saw a lychee, he called it Zili. If he saw a watermelon, would he have to take the character and call it melon skin?

From what he saw, Daojun Wuzang should be called Zi Tao, so that he could share a peach with A Ding.

Pei Ming glanced over with cold eyes, and Li Hua stopped coughing instantly, which was more effective than a quick syrup.

"You guys talk first, I'll go see what's going on over there."

After all, he got up and left in a hurry, without even looking back.

As soon as Li Hua left, Song Dingding didn't dare to speak.

Pei Mingyu peeled the lychee between his jade-carved fingers, and asked casually, "You don't like this small print?"

Afraid of his misunderstanding, she quickly shook her head: "No, I didn't dislike it..."

"Then call and listen."

Song Dingding: "..."

She lowered her head, her voice inaudible: "Zi, Zili."

He smiled with satisfaction, raised his hand and handed the crystal clear lychee meat to her lips: "Try it."

This action is too ambiguous, at least for Song Dingding, this strange man who has only met once, leaning on her side, his arms slightly wrapped around her back shoulders, has already touched the tension in her mind. root string.

If the man in front of him was Daojun Yuwei, or any male disciple of the sect present, she would slap him without hesitation.

But this is Wuzang Daojun, she dare not.

No one in the three continents and nine continents dared to call him by his name. He was regarded as a **** of killing in the human world, and his hands were stained with countless blood.

Everyone is afraid that there will be no Zang Daojun, and Song Dingding is no exception.

She raised her eyes carefully, bit the lychee between his fingers, and looked at him with a hint of unwillingness in her eyes.

The flesh of lychee is thick and shiny, and when you bite into it, the sweet juice splashes between your teeth, and your taste buds are filled with a faint fragrance.

He asked, "Is it sweet?"

Song Dingding nodded: "Alright..."

Unspoken words were swallowed up. White teeth bit his lips thinly, swept to every place between the teeth, absorbing the sweet body fluid.

Song Dingding was stunned, as if he had lost his five senses, he couldn't hear sound, couldn't see what was in front of him, and his brain immediately shut down.

Until she gradually regained her senses, she found that Daojun Wu Zang had already left, but there was a Ling Luo in front of her eyes to cover her eyes.

Her heart was beating wildly and fast, like the one in the cellar of the Rose Manor, but it felt a little different.

For Pei Ming, it's not that I hate it, but she knows that he is a woman, and she can't pass the hurdle in her heart, and it feels very awkward.

And Wu Zang Daojun is more of an unknown feeling.

He is bloodthirsty, both good and evil, and he is the original owner's genocide enemy. These labels are superimposed together, which should make her hate and resent everything about him.

But she just couldn't hate it, and even felt a little irritated, like having Stockholm Syndrome.

The more Song Dingding thought about it, the more dry her heart became. She felt that she was too unsatisfactory. Even if the mother was single, it should not be like she had never seen a man in eight lifetimes.

Could this be an independent and self-improving woman in the new era, the attitude she should have after being forcibly kissed?

No, it shouldn't.

Next time she sees him, she'll make sure to make it clear to him—if the kiss was part of the deal, she'll recognize it.

If not, then she hopes that he can explain the transaction clearly in one breath, she doesn't like to deal with a matter in such a sloppy manner.

Song Dingding tore off Lingluo in front of him, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Li Hua who was walking fast: "A Ding, that waterfall can restore spiritual power!"

His voice was a little excited, but after speaking, he was stunned again.

A Ding has no spiritual consciousness, so he can't use his spiritual power. In the secret realm, whether there is spiritual power or not, it seems that it is not important to her at all.

Song Dingding didn't notice his pause, just asked, "What kind of recovery method is it?"

Li Hua couldn't explain it clearly. He didn't wash his body under the waterfall. He just listened to those sect disciples screaming that he had recovered his spiritual power. When he went to check, he found that there was indeed an extra spiritual vein in their bodies.

The spiritual pulse was unclear, and it felt that it was full of qi and blood, stable and powerful, and fluent in communication. It seemed to be stronger than the previous spiritual power.

Li Hua pondered for a moment: "Otherwise, I'll try it in the past."

Song Dingding disagreed: "Since the secret realm suppresses everyone's spiritual power, there is no reason to recover in the middle. I'm afraid there is something strange."

When she said this, Lu Qingchen happened to be following Yuwei Daojun and others. He paused and snorted: "It's only eloquent and tricky."

Lu Qingchen was very tired of Song Dingding. She provoked his relationship with Gu Chaoyu several times, and today she made him disgraced in public.

Song Dingding didn't understand at all, he never had the idea of ​​betraying Gu Chaoyu, but after being together for a long time, he would always feel tired and tired.

Simmons rushed to give him a hug, but he did not refuse, this was out of the nature of a man.

He believed that all men in the world couldn't help temptation. The so-called good man was just a chance to cheat for the time being.

He knew Gu Chaoyu too well, he knew how to soften her heart, how to ask her for forgiveness.

As long as he killed him and Simmons nothing happened, Gu Chaoyu would definitely compromise with him in the end—she had always been like this, no matter how loud the noise was, she would always be the one who compromised.

What's more, she is still pregnant with his child, so she can only compromise with him.

This was originally their family business, but Song Dingding made such a fuss, his face was about to lose his face.

Now everyone looked at him with contempt and contempt, and Gu Chaoyu didn't know where he went.

Lu Qingchen's eyes were full of anger, but Song Dingding didn't seem to see it, so he ignored his voice: "It's better to be cautious, Master, don't try it for now."

"Let's observe it for two days. If there is no problem with the spiritual power in everyone's body, it is not too late to go to the waterfall to restore the spiritual power."

This punch seemed to hit cotton, and Lu Qingchen couldn't take it any longer. He walked quickly to her, stared at her and said, "Shen Shunzi, I invite you to compete with the sword in the water lotus pavilion tomorrow afternoon. dare?"

What he said was extremely contemptuous. Song Dingding was Li Hua's direct disciple, and that day, he killed the mutant beast in one fell swoop with the swordsmanship of Chunsheng tidbits in the arena.

And Lu Qingchen is the chief disciple of the spray sect, and he is not good at swordsmanship, but he can say such provocative words, which shows that Song Dingding is not in his eyes.

Song Dingding was about to speak, but was stopped by Li Hua, who shook his head at her.

Lu Qingchen came from an aristocratic family of cultivators. Although he joined the spray sect, before that, he was the top sword cultivator in the world of immortals.

Li Hua had fought against him at the beginning, but later Lu Qingchen was reluctant to marry the woman arranged by the family.

Even so, Lu Qingchen never stopped cultivating his sword, the cocoon on his hand was enough to explain everything.

Lu Qingchen made it clear that he was bullying people. Although he didn't know that Song Dingding had no consciousness, he saw that she would not touch the waterfall water that restored spiritual power in a short time.

There is a world of difference between a monk with spiritual power and a monk without spiritual power. Even if she has an excellent talent for immortal cultivation, she may not be able to beat Lu Qingchen before she regains her consciousness.

And because Lu Qingchen lost face today, he will definitely kill Song Dingding on the pretext that the sword has no eyes.

"Why, don't you dare to fight?"

"It turns out that the apprentice of the No. 1 Sword Immortal in Jiuzhou..." Seeing that she didn't speak, Lu Qingchen spit out a few words from his teeth with a smile: "That's it."

Song Dingding was infuriated by Lu Qingchen's shameless face, why didn't he dare to trouble her just now, but made provocative words many times after recovering his spiritual power?

But just because you think that with the blessing of the spiritual veins, you want to find a place for yourself to make up for the face you lost in the morning?

If she didn't fight, he would have a face, and then he would spread around that he invited the sword as an invitation, but Li Hua's direct disciple was so cowardly that he didn't dare to fight.

If she were to fight, even if Lu Qingchen had spiritual power, the odds of winning and losing would be equally divided.

"Young Master Lu is really joking, why don't I dare to fight?" Song Dingding sneered and whispered, "I'm just afraid that your blood will stain my sword."

Lu Qingchen's face changed: "You! You—"

"Why, Young Master Lu is so scared that he can't even speak clearly?"

Song Dingding smiled and sneered: "If you're afraid that you won't be able to beat me, you should soak in more waterfall water. If it's not enough, then drink two mouthfuls of waterfall water to suppress the shock, and see if the spiritual veins in your body can split and split your legs."

She deliberately gritted the words 'splitting a leg', and the people watching the fun couldn't help laughing out loud.

Lu Qingchen flicked his sleeves and left, leaving only a cruel sentence: "As fast as you speak, I will beat you to your knees tomorrow and beg for mercy!"

The protagonists have all left, and the others have also dispersed. Daojun Yuwei gave her a deep look: "You just made sense, but you really shouldn't have a dispute with Lu Qingchen."

The last time he explored her sea of ​​consciousness, he naturally knew that she did not have divine consciousness, and Lu Qingchen was the most advanced swordsman in Lishan before he entered the spray sect.

Song Dingding had no chance of winning against Shang Lu Qingchen.

"Many thanks to Dao-jun Yuwei for your concern, but Dao-jun still takes the time to take care of them. After the housekeeper said a stick of incense, the villa owner and his wife will not see guests again." She kindly reminded.

When Daojun Yuwei heard this, he quickly ordered someone to urge the male disciples to change their clothes and leave.

After about another cup of tea, the bathroom was empty. Li Hua looked at Song Dingding: "You are too impulsive."

She nodded: "I know."

"I know you regret it? I'm going to tell him now, it's still too late..."

Song Dingding interrupted Li Hua: "Lu Qingchen said that the apprentice of the No. 1 Sword Immortal in Jiuzhou is nothing more than that, but he is referring to Sang scolding Huai, implying that Master, you are nothing more than the same."

"But he doesn't deserve to be compared with the master at all. He doesn't have a sword heart, otherwise he wouldn't give up sword cultivation because of his anger and enter the spray sect."

"And Master, you came from a poor family. Both parents died when you were young. You took your young sister and scrambled for food with wild dogs. You were accepted by the master with mercy.

"From the age of nine to the age of twenty-three, for fourteen years of cold, summer and winter, even though my body is covered with scars and my palms are bloody, I have never given up on swordsmanship..."

Song Dingding remembered very clearly, every bit about Li's paintings in the book.

And Lu Qingchen's swordsmanship, which relies on family power and magic medicine, is not worthy of being compared with Li Hua, who relies on blood, tears and sweat to become the number one swordsman in Jiuzhou.

Li Hua was stunned, his eyes slightly stagnant.

He said that with her calm temperament, she shouldn't be so easily provoked by Lu Qingchen.

It turned out that she had long known that Lu Qingchen could use a sword, and she just wanted to vent for him, not wanting him to be stepped down by Lu Qingchen, so she would respond to the battle.

The corners of Li Hua's mouth twitched, and he quickly returned to his original place. His past deeds were all publicized after beautification by his fellow disciples.

In fact, he is not as firm as she imagined. He has thought about giving up many times because of the pain, but seeing Li Zhi's malnourished and weak body, no matter how hard it is, he will endure it.

His so-called Jian Xin just wanted to lead Li Zhi to a prosperous life, no longer starving and being looked down upon.

When he lost himself and Li Zhi left him, he no longer had the courage to pick up the Jade Que Sword.

After all, how much better can he be than Lu Qingchen?

Li Hua twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes gloomy: "I suddenly remembered that I still have things to do. You change your clothes and go first. I won't go today."

After all, he hurriedly left the bath without waiting for Song Dingding to respond.

Song Dingding was stunned for a moment when he saw the back of him leaving in a hurry, picked up the moonlight robe in his hand, and quickly changed it.

When she walked out of the bath, just half an hour before the butler said, the butler led the crowd after bathing and dressing to the Chinese-style building in front of her.

Coincidentally, the owner was accompanying his wife to trim flowers and plants in the garden. As soon as they walked into the promenade, they saw the mysterious owner dressed in black aristocratic costumes and holding a golden scepter.

The pale skin of his profile, the slightly curly golden-brown hair, the blood-colored pupils and the exposed fangs, all showed his identity as a vampire.

Since Song Dingding's journey along the way, he has seen the eighty-year-old empress who shoots with a gun, Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, Beauty and the Beast, and even seven gourd babies.

Now she is like a fish who has killed ten years in RT-Mart, her heart has long been as cold as her knife.

Even if a Sun Wukong pops up at this moment, she will not be surprised, let alone an ordinary vampire?

Just when she smiled and wanted to come forward to negotiate with the village owner, the village owner's wife turned her head.

After seeing Madam's face clearly, the smile on Song Dingding's face froze.

- The wife of the owner of this Qingping Villa, looks exactly like her.