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Besides, as a family, how far can we be away from each other?
In fact, everyone has some unwilling pride to some extent. To put it bluntly, it is a bit of masochism - knowing that the goal is difficult to achieve, but still persevering and unwilling to give up, which in itself is a kind of self-abuse behavior.
"Mother, Yi'er is so scared, cough, cough, Yi'er almost drowned just now..."
Although Qingyi often ran into obstacles and suffered bruises when she was young, as long as a smile occasionally flashed across her mother's cold face, even if it was not because of her, she would be delighted and secretly happy for a long time.
The grievances involved are like drinking ice, only you know how cold or warm it is.
People will be troubled for the rest of their lives by the things they could not obtain when they were young.
Gradually, she began to understand that blindly trying to please others was something only children would do, and that it would only lead to extremely painful consequences in the end.
"Mother, what did Yi'er do wrong? Isn't Yi'er your daughter? Why did you treat me like this?"
……
Ye Hong was tired from practicing, so he soaked half of his body in the pool of water, resting his hands on his head and crossing his legs. However, he thought the water was too cold, so he cursed. Then he guessed that it might be because his body temperature was too high and the temperature difference with the water was too great.
He still remembers the first time he learned to swim, it was in the river in his hometown. At that time, the mother and son went to a relative's house for a banquet, and after lunch, a group of older children who could swim made an appointment to go swimming in the wild.
He couldn't swim at all, but he insisted on joining in the fun.
When I got to the river, I saw everyone else going into the water. I thought the water wasn't deep, so I jumped in with a splash. Fortunately, nothing happened.
My memories of later times are not so clear. I only remember the feeling of weightlessness while soaking in the cold river water, Comrade Ye Wanqing's intimidation, loud roars and close combat afterwards, and the warm breeze I felt when I was sitting on the back seat of my dearest mother's bicycle and hugging her slender waist.
"Return home after bathing." These three words suddenly came out of his mouth.
When the spring clothes were ready, five or six men with hats and six or seven boys went to bathe in the Yi River, enjoy the breeze in the Wu Yu Temple, and then returned home after bathing.
It means that in late spring in March, put on spring clothes, invite five or six adults and six or seven children, take a bath in the Yishui River, enjoy the breeze on the Wuyou Terrace, and sing all the way home.
"Teacher Liu, it seems that my desire for you can only sustain me up to this point..."
Ye Hong said to himself that desires often make people lose their nature and forget the original beauty of the world.
"You have to walk the rest of the way by yourself," he heard his mother say.
"No, no, no, Mama has to carry me."
"But mom will get tired too."
"Then when you grow up, I will be the one to carry you on my back. I want to be the best with Mama."
"Hehe, you are such a little brat..."
Between reality and illusion, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Mom!"
The Jiaolong Technique keeps running, twisting the body and gathering strength to launch an attack.
If you are a goddess who has descended to earth, then I might as well be the dragon under your crotch, because we promised each other when we were little that I would carry you on my back as we walked through the world.
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Thousands of miles away, everything was ready. Ye Wanqing, who was preparing to try to break through to the Jindan stage under the protection of Master Chenyu, suddenly felt something in her heart. The red lotus on her forehead had opened into three petals, which was beautiful but not weird.
"Wanqing, focus your mind on your Dantian!"
But then, Master Chenyu's expression changed slightly, because she found that the magic power that had condensed into golden liquid in Ye Wanqing's body was constantly depleting, and about 50% of it was lost. Where did all this spiritual energy go, and why did it suddenly disappear without a trace?
She couldn't help but frown. Could it be that her innate top-grade spiritual roots were like a whale swallowing the sea, with no limit at all?
He immediately did not hesitate and fed his disciple the top-grade elixir without any regret. He personally dissolved the medicinal power for her, helped her stabilize her breathing, and filled the gap.
I'm afraid this is how you treat your own daughter?
……
At the same time, Ye Hong was trying to impact the waterfall again, and gradually he realized the method of walking like a dragon. In fact, the greater the impact of the water flow, the deeper he went, and it was easier to go up.
A huge and pure spiritual energy gushed out from his body out of thin air. The water in the pond was swept up by the aura surrounding his body and was blown upwards, like a flower yet not a flower, and the business was booming.
Ye Hong was the one involved in the case and was confused, but Qingyi was the bystander and could see things clearly. She couldn't help but frown and wondered what was going on. In such a short period of time, his aura suddenly increased to an extremely exaggerated level. Did he take some elixir that he shouldn't have taken?
There are some Golden Core Stage elixirs that, if taken by a person in the Qi Lian Stage without any knowledge of their severity, will instantly burst the Dantian and meridians.
Ye Hong no longer breathed through his mouth and nose. At this moment, he felt unbearable pain all over his body, including his heart, dantian, and most seriously, his kidneys, which felt like they were about to burst.
At this moment, the shadow of a big black carp appeared on his body. This fish was not in any better condition, with cracks all over its body.
Swim, swim!
The evil dragon in his heart was roaring. He couldn't even jump out of a small puddle. How could he expect to jump over the Dragon Gate in the future?
Die, die!
I would rather die under the thunder than fight my way out.
"You idiots, go to hell! I'm going to destroy everything!"
In the past, he had always suppressed himself and the fire in his heart, fearing that it would erupt like a volcano and get out of control, which would make his mother sad.
But in fact, his truest thought after traveling through time was that the world was cruel and treated all things as straw dogs, and on the road to eternal life, he would kill him until the world turned upside down and fuck him until he had a bloody sleepless night.
The phantom of the big blue fish finally shattered and transformed into a blue dragon amidst the wind and thunder of heaven and earth.
Qingyi, standing on the cliff, didn't know how to express her feelings, because the scene before her was completely beyond her inherent cognition, as if she had seen ants raising knives and guns for the first time.
The wind blew her hair, making it a little messy. For the first time, she raised her beautiful face to look at him.
That strange feeling came back again, and he didn't know whether it was a sense of urgency or oppression. It came again and again, and as his breath rose, it became gradually clearer.
Qingyi's brows were furrowed together, her expression showing an unnatural blush, and she seemed to be in pain, and a soft moan of pain escaped from her rosy lips. This feeling quickly reminded her of the night when mother and daughter almost became enemies, and some particularly bad things.
Finally I realized that this was the movement of the dragon ball in my body, the vibration caused by the resonance of the blood.
No wonder she couldn't find the dragon.
At the climax of the story, two people, one goes upstream to build the foundation of the road, while the other can only be forced to climax in humiliation.
Chapter 45: Iron Heart
Qingyi's legs were trembling slightly under her skirt, as if Ye Hong had just turned on a switch somewhere in her body, and a strange feeling rose from the bottom of her heart.
Her face was now completely pale, her beautiful eyes were wide open, revealing a hint of obvious fear, even her lips had lost their color, and her forehead and cheeks were covered in cold sweat, as if she had returned to that terrifying night - after her mother left.
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Therefore, even if she was forced, she could not help but have pleasure and orgasm. Her face gradually became rosy, her skin flushed, and her body twitched unconsciously, but there was no romantic feeling in her heart. She only felt that every vibration of forced resonance was like being tortured to death.
Qingyi hasn't figured out what happened to her yet. Is it fate or destiny? She doesn't know how to face it because her fate was arranged by her mother from the beginning.
It turns out that the confusion of not being able to control the future makes people feel irritated and want to drive him away.
Because he will be the biggest disaster in her life.
Qingyi raised her eyes and looked at Ye Hong, her slender white hand placed on the hilt of the sword, loosening and tightening her grip again and again. The fleeting weakness was just a chance for her to catch her breath.
Soon, she became strong as iron, cold as ice, and calm as a god without desires, exuding a sharp and inviolable temperament.
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Ye Hong jumped out of the water with great effort and stood on the top of the waterfall. He had already put on his clothes and was quietly looking at the clouds in front of him.
Feeling the surging spiritual energy in my body and my whole body filled with strength, I suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"Qi" is a kind of energy. It will neither disappear nor appear out of thin air. It will only transform from one form to another, or transfer from one object to another. So where does all this cultivation come from?
Can such a qualitative change really be achieved through just a few months of meditation?
A guess was brewing in his mind. He clearly remembered that he shouted "Mom" and then went completely crazy. Could it be that his mother heard his earnest call from afar and passed on quantum skills to him?
In quantum entanglement, two quantum systems can indeed resonate with each other and influence each other.
It was like, just like the telepathy his mother had once told him, that as long as there was love, the connection between mother and child could transcend the limitations of time and space.
Even though the two of them now live in different places and it would take most of the day to get there even by flying, he still has an urge to set off right away to find his mother and see her.
……
Afterwards, Ye Hong and Qingyi met in the mountains. Her expression seemed a little subtle, which suddenly reminded him of the scene of their first meeting.
At that time, he almost fell in love with her at first sight. The smell of her body fragrance instantly set off his sexual desire, right in front of his mother. But he was unable to explain this debauchery.
Therefore, he knew that there was a certain quality in her that strongly attracted him, like the halo behind gods and Buddhas. If this life was only like the filter he saw when he first met her, it would be enough to cover up everything else that was not good about her and would instead serve as an excuse for her.
Even if he couldn't catch up with her, it only meant that there was nothing about him that could make her happy and obsessed;
Only Ye Hong himself knows best that he is the kind of little virgin with a head full of wild thoughts. He wants to make love with Qingyi. This is not entirely called sexual fantasy or imagination, but also the longing of a young man - he wants to give her his hot first time, even though he knows that it is worthless to her.
"I built the foundation."
Qingyi restrained her expression slightly, remained silent for a while, and nodded slightly.
The dragon ball was still vibrating inside her body, and it was as if she had just urinated between her legs. The wet underwear stuck to her skin, giving her a cold and sticky touch, which also made her face even colder.
It seemed that Ye Hong had completely expected that he would not receive her congratulations. Even if he did not get her love, he would still move forward with big strides.
He asked softly, "What do we need to do next?"
"Go down the mountain on your own."
The farther away from me the better!
"The three-month period is up, I want to go back to Hua Zong."
Qingyi frowned upon hearing this, thought for a moment, and said in a cold voice: "...Okay."
Ye Hong immediately bowed and took his leave, slowly leaving the mountain, leaving Qingyi standing alone in the wind.
Her expression remained calm and composed. Suddenly, she stretched out her delicate hand and gently brushed the crotch of her skirt, neither hurriedly nor slowly. The annoying and shameful spring water was gathered and fell into the palm of her hand, disappearing into the invisible - it is not quite accurate to say this, it did not disappear into the invisible, but was destroyed by her.
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After going down the mountain and walking into the courtyard, Ye Hong felt tired as the tense mental string slowly relaxed. He just wanted to snuggle into the soft quilt and sleep till the sun went down.
When she returned to the room, she found Feng'er was silently gathering Qi. She was inevitably surprised to see him coming down the mountain. It was now around a quarter past four and she had not had time to cook for him.
You have to know that her cooking skills are just average, so she needs to prepare a while in advance.
"Are you hungry? I'll go cook..."
After saying this, he was stunned for a moment, then he realized that he had come out of seclusion.