Chapter 38, is it wrong to be a beast? [, please collect]
Walking out of Wan's mother's house, Ling Xiaolou's feet softened and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Lu Lin was quick-sighted and helped him.
Lu Lin and Wan Niang looked anxiously at Ling Xiaolou and touched him. They were wet and full of cold sweat.
"Brother Ling, what's wrong with you?" Lu Lin took a deep breath and asked anxiously.
"I...it's okay!" Ling Xiaolou grinned and said, "It's just a little weak."
What he said was simple and didn't want Lu Lin and Wan Niang to worry. He completed high-intensity training today, and his physical injury and physical strength have not recovered, but with the essence, his body can still bear it. Just now, in the battle with the fat young man, the essence in his body was consumed clean and his body was seriously exhausted. At this time, he could not suppress the damaged body, and the severe pain like a tide swept all over his body.
At Wan Niang's house, he is still struggling to support and doesn't want to show timidity in front of Tie Laosan and others. But after Tie Laosan retreated and walked out of Wan Niang's house, he couldn't stand it.
"Brother Lou... I'm sorry, it's all my fault..." Wan Niang supported Ling Xiaolou with her delicate body and cried: "Woo... It's all my fault..."
"What does it have to do with you?" Ling Xiaolou's voice was soft and low, but he couldn't hide his fatigue: "Brother Lou doesn't want to see you feel a little wronged. Seeing your appearance, Brother Lou seems to have a sharp knife stabbing his heart."
"Brother Lou..." Wan Niang cried more and more loudly.
"Wanniang, don't cry now! This is not a place to stay for a long time. Let's send Brother Ling back first!" Lu Lin watched Wan Niang cry and scratched her cheek with one hand and said, "It's not safe here!"
"Hmm." Wan Niang stopped crying, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, sobbed in a low voice, and was depressed. Together with Lu Lin, he helped Lingxiao Tower quickly disappear into the dark alley.
When entering the house, Ling Xiaolou warned them not to tell his mother about his injury. He doesn't want to see his mother frightened.
Zheng saw the three people coming back together. Perhaps it was the dim light that made her not notice the pale face of Ling Xiaolou. Instead, she focused all her attention on Wan Niang. Seeing that Wan Niang's big eyes were full of tears and her pale face, she suddenly felt pity and pulled the little girl to ask what had happened.
Ling Xiaolou sighed and was a little disappointed. Why did his mother care more about Wan Niang? He brought Wan Niang back as his mother's companion, right?
motioned Wan Niang to tell his mother according to the words they discussed, and Ling Xiaolou returned to the room with the help of Lu Lin quietly. After a while, Lu Lin brought the food into his room, ate something, and fell asleep. Lu Lin didn't know when he would leave.
In the middle of the night, he felt a soft body arching in his arms, which was very comfortable, but the next moment he woke up with severe pain all over his body. There is a faint fragrance in my arms, which is a little familiar. Isn't it the little girl Wanniang?
It's the end of summer, and Renhuaicheng still looks a little sultry. Maybe it's a big change today. The little girl is very tired and falls asleep at this moment. She only wore one of his mother's wide short-sleeved shorts. At this time, the coat was soaked and the clothes were almost transparent, revealing the little girl's developing body.
Ling Xiaolou's eyes suddenly turned red and his breathing was short. However, the next moment, he closed his eyes and thought about Wan Niang's age. He seemed to pour a basin of cold water all over his body and quickly loosened the girl's hands.
Without the severe pain, he moved to the other end of the bed, sat cross-legged, slightly opened his eyes, and began to practice the Blood Record. With the high-intensity training and the battle with the fat man, although the fat man did not leave an injury on his body, his physical injury was still very serious.
The most terrible thing is that the sea of air in his body is now empty, and there is no trace of essence.
He suppressed all kinds of thoughts and thoughts were ethereal. He began to breathe and absorb the essence of heaven and earth in the air. I don't know how long it took him to feel a warm feeling in his lower abdomen, suppressing his inner excitement and continuing his practice.
The feeling of warmth in the lower abdomen became stronger and stronger. After a while, he felt like a small ant crawling and itching there. His thoughts came, and he soon communicated with this essence.
After communicating with this trace of essence, he was relieved.
As long as there is a trace of essence, the essence in his body can recover quickly.
In the morning, when the sky was bright, he woke up. Although his body was still painful, he could no longer shake his tenacious will. He returned to normal.
At this time, in his sea of air, a group of sperm the size of a baby's head squirmed slowly. He did not expect the body to recover so quickly in such a serious situation.
He suddenly thought of the theory of a penitent man in Kunlun, the first cultivation force in his previous life. This ascetic's qualifications are mediocre. In the post-cultivation era of the earth, mediocre qualifications mean limited achievements.
However, this ascetic in Kunlun found his own way and created a practice method, which made him successfully step into the realm of Jindan with mediocre qualifications and become a senior level of Kunlun.
His theory is very simple, that is, before each practice, he consumes physical strength and essence in the body, and then constantly tortures the body, making the body always in a state of negative pressure.
After the ascetic experiment, he said that in this negative pressure state, the meridians and Dantian of the body will be strengthened, and the efficiency of absorbing energy such as the essence of heaven and earth will become higher.
This mediocre ascetic is a successful step into the realm of Jindan through this method. However, after this practice was made public, not many people paid attention to it. This method is not very difficult. On the contrary, this method is simple and easy to operate, but this method is very painful and dangerous. An inadvertently will leave irreparable damage to the body.
According to the statistics of Ling Xiaolou, the whole world of cultivation can also count the hands of practice in this way.
With the strange practice method of Blood God, as long as he has blood and essence, he can advance, so he has never tried this practice method, and he also scoffed at it.
But now he finds that this is a good way to practice, at least in this case, it can effectively improve the essence in his body. As for whether this method is too painful, it is not the category he considers.
"Brother Lou, are you awake? How are you?" A surprised voice woke him up.
Ling Xiaolou slowly turned her head and saw Wan Niang half lying, her face full of joy, pouted and shouted, saying that after chatting with his mother for a long time last night, she came in to greet him and sleep, but she didn't expect to be held tightly by him in her arms...
"Isn't it?" Ling Xiaolou was shocked and opened his mouth. He stared at the little Lori nervously and said, "I... Brother Lou didn't mess up, did you?"
"You...what are you talking about..." Wan Niang's face burned and whispered, "Brother Lou... I don't know how honest..."
"Shh..." Ling Xiaolou patted his chest and breathed a long breath. Finally, he did not become a beast.
"You..." The little girl sighed and said with tears in her eyes, "Brother Lou...don't you like Wan Niang?"
"No..." He suddenly panicked and said with a wry smile, "How can Brother Lou not like you? It's just...just that you are still young, okay? You are only 12 years old. How can Brother Lou treat you... that..."
"It's so bad!" Wan Niang's little face turned red, jumped out of bed three feet high, and rushed out of the room like an escape, leaving a depressed Lingxiao Tower. Little Lori really didn't understand her mind. Is it wrong not to be a beast?
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PS: Dear friends, you are really... powerful! Keep fighting!