The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"Hmm!" Rong nodded.

The two of them did not neglect half a point. Is to use all his strength to resist the stubborn ice cold. However, the two passed Yun Qingyue to drive away the aphrodisiac in the body, and Zhu Rongjing to drive away the ice cold, and now the protracted two wars have brought down their physical strength. If you can't think of a way, when the two people's true energy disappears, it's the time when Binghan bites back. I am afraid that two small lives will explain this. The best consequence is that Yun Qianyue can live a life, and Rong Jing is sure to die.

"Forget it, you withdraw your hand!" Rong Jing then withdrew his hand.

"Don't move, although I don't know the mental method of Fenghuang Zhenjing, but I will have another kind of mental method. But I don't know if it works. It doesn't work. No matter how much it is, the dead horse is a living horse doctor. Try to say it." Yun Qian Moon Road.

"No, I'm afraid you won't be able to retreat after you try again. If you don't succeed, you'll be injured if you don't die." Rong Jing shook his head, trying to get Yun Qingyue out of it.

"I said, don't move! Don't hear it? Don't think that you are protecting me from death. Dad and grandmother have never been a stubborn. If it's a big deal, you'll just die, and there's a companion on Huangquan Road. "Yun Qianyue saw that Rong Jing forced her away, and she couldn't resist at all, so she roared anxiously.

Rong Jing gave a meal.

"You hold it first, I try to see if it doesn't work." Yun Qianyue's voice lowered.

"Good!" Rong Jing looked up at the row of Buddha statues in front of him and nodded slowly.

Yun Qingyue has been crossing hands with Rong Jing, sitting cross-legged. Now both hands and feet can't stand and walk, fearing that once she withdraws, Rong Jing will soon be swallowed. She can only try to use her thoughts to urge her intentions into images to practice Tai Chi and see if she can get through the difficulties. This is her last hope.

She hadn't thought of throwing him to death and retreating to herself. She couldn't do it. Without this person doing her best to help her, she might be dead. If she didn't insist on breaking the seal to cure the stubborn illness in the body, he might still be able to live for at least a few years. Now as she said, there is no turning arrow when opening the bow.

Besides, even if it is not Rong Jing now, it is difficult for her to stand by and let her die if she is replaced by someone else in front of her. This is not just justice inherent in nature, but the kindness that has been deeply rooted in the soul in the cultivation and military training of the past 20 years. "The Thirteen Generals should not be taken lightly, the source of destiny is in the waist gap, and the change from reality to reality must be noted, and the body is not stagnation. The touch is still in the quiet, the magic is changed because of the change of the enemy, the intention is intentional, the intention is unconscious. It takes a lot of time. Pay attention to the waist, the belly is relaxed and calm, the tail is straight and the head is full of lightness, and the head is covered with light spirit. Suspend carefully, push forward, bend and listen freely, entry guide must be dictated, Kung Fu has no The interest is self-cultivation. If the style is correct, the spirit will come to the flesh and blood minister, and it is inferred that the intention ends, and the longevity is prolonged. The song is one hundred and forty, the words are true and meaningful, if you don’t ask for it , Sighing in vain.

Yun Qingyue slowly recited Tai Chi's thirteen-style mantra. Start from the first type of practice.

Rong Jing was stunned, and as Yun Qiangyue's mantra song was silently read in his mind, he immediately felt the meaning was wonderful.

After a few passes, she did not move at all. Yun Qianyue was disappointed in her heart, but she didn't stop. Until the last moment, she refused to admit defeat.

"It seems impossible, withdraw his hand!" Rong Jing felt that his true energy had almost disappeared, and Yun Qianyue's true energy was almost exhausted. He uttered his voice and wanted to seize the last chance to save Yun Qianyue.

Is it really like this?

Yun Qianyue suddenly regretted her willfulness, and she did nothing completely by virtue of her temporary will. Maybe she was unwilling for a while, and later found an opportunity, and the world was right and harmonious, or there was a more spiritual hidden stick around her to assist, maybe it could become...

She bit her lip and shook her head. "Impossible! You die. You are a hero and hero eighteen years later. It's no big deal. I'm not lonely when you are accompanied by a beautiful woman on Huangquan Road."

"It's okay!" Rong Jing had no strength to expel Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue finished the Taiji final form in his mind, and began to wait for the moment of death.

Just as the last style had just finished in her mind, she suddenly opened her eyes like a spring in the field, and the trickle spring water appeared, and the warm air flow soared up, instantly swam away her seven classics and eight veins, and immediately followed her palm. Rongjing shed inside and instantly rescued her and Rongjing from being exhausted.

A miracle appeared!

Yun Qianyue opened his eyes suddenly, opened his mouth wide, and looked at Rong Jing in disbelief.

Rong Jing was also shocked, looking at Yun Qiangyue in disbelief as well.

The two stared at each other with big eyes, and looked at each other for a while. At this moment, at this moment, any language is too pale.

"Save!" Yun Qianyue spoke for a long time.

"Well! It's saved!" Rong nodded.

"Sure enough, there is no way to a person! Haha..." Yun Qingyue burst out laughing, and suddenly her eyes fluttered. It seemed that she didn't need any effort. The true energy in her body spontaneously passed Rongjing's palm through her body and then to his Dantian. The corner of the stubborn iceberg was surrounded by the warmth of the true qi, and was quickly melting away.

Rong Jing's mouth twitched, and he smiled. The picturesque eyebrows also seem to be infused with vitality, such as hibiscus blossoms.

"Fortunately, I'll stick to it! You are not foolish, but I have a little backed down or been hit by you. It is estimated that we are all over." Yun Qianyue immediately got up and regained his true color.

"Well, thank you for persevering!" Rong Jing nodded with a smile.

Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows proudly and stopped talking. She started to mobilize Qi, and she was afraid that Rong Jing could not bear hiccups if she was overjoyed.

Rong Jing naturally knew what she was thinking, and stopped talking. At the last moment of success, we must be more cautious. I don't know what else is waiting for him in the front, and I can't take it lightly until the last moment.

At a critical moment, one can best show one's true character.

Honest as Rongjing, as shallow as the moon. All are tough and cautious people.

After half an hour, the stubborn iceberg finally melted away. After melting, Yun Qianyue seemed to see the endless burnt charcoal and desert. The scar was careful, the vegetation died, and the grass didn't grow.

She thought that this should be the place of a trace of arousal and the fatal blow of being hit by a blow, which was so serious. If she didn't have Rong Jing's help to eliminate the aphrodisiac poison in her body, it might be heavier than Rong Jing's end, not only the seven holes bleeding, but the whole body was burnt into coke.

The person who calculated her, wait for it! Grandma vows to revenge soon after going out!

"I try to see if I can restore this place to life." Yun Qianyue said this in his mouth, but his heart was firm. She feels that the real qi in her body is like water, warm, warm, if it is water-based, can it really heal the wounds and restore vitality to this dead place?

"Hmm!" Rong nodded. He also felt that Yun Qianyue's inspiration was different this time. I'm afraid this is her real internal force, the real Phoenix mantra, and the earlier ones are just appearances.

Yun Qianyue still controlled the true gas slowly and gently as the previous breeze and drizzle to soothe the burn. It may be too long, the trauma is too great, and there has been no movement for a while. But she was not in a hurry, soothingly and gently soothing, like a small stream flowing through, nourishing and protecting the dry rice fields.

Rong Jing closed his eyes, and the earlier pain like a raw cut receded, only to feel the whole body warm and mellow. He was greedy for this warm feeling. How many years have passed since the cold, he thought that this would be the case until his death. He thought he was firm, but he couldn't stand ten years. I don't want God to have abandoned him.

After about a hundred round trips, Yun Qianyue suddenly felt happy, "Really, can you feel it? Your dead heart is returning to life! It is true, I feel it."

"Well, I feel it too." Rong Jing opened his eyes and nodded with a smile.

Yun Qianyue suddenly doubled his confidence. This amazing thing is even more exciting than the first time she entered the National Security Bureau. In this world, no matter how you do it, there will be no such martial arts, internal force, miracle of true Qi healing, but it is really possible here. She still ignorant of this mystery. But what if this mystery cannot be solved? As long as it is useful.

She smiled, like a child who ate sweets, intently repeating the soothing and soothing movements, and was happy.

Rong Jing looked at her with a smile, his eyes never warm. That kind of warmth is not the kind of scorching hot sun, but the kind of warmth of the sunny spring day, the wind and the sun, not dry or hot. Such as the melting spring water.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and Rong Jing's traumatized heart recovered by half.

Yun Qiangyue has long forgotten how long he has spent here, so is Rong Jing.

The two of them devoted themselves to a good body, and one closed his eyes to feel the long-lost warmth.

At this moment, the outside suddenly whispered the words, breaking the silence.

Yun Qingyue was stunned, and Rong Jing also opened his eyes, and the two looked at the place where the voice came. Behind them. The sound is extremely clear, obviously just across the wall.

"Prince Prince, you are bound to break this organ with all your strength. Otherwise, you will not need your head!" Ye Tianqing's voice came, with a trace of fierceness and urgency in majesty.

"Yes, His Royal Highness!" There was a respectful voice from a middle-aged man outside. It seemed trembling.

Yun Qianyue's face sank, and it was this lingering soul!

Rong Jing frowned slightly.

"Amitabha!" There was another old voice outside, full of confidence.

"Brother Crown Prince, do you think Jing Shizi and Sister Yue are here? It has been three days now, and they can still live?" Ye Tianyu's familiar voice came, seeming to be questioned.