My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 134 - 119 The Beauty Before My Eyes (Seeking

Chapter 134 -119: The Beauty Before My Eyes (Seeking monthly tickets! Recommendation tickets!)

Chapter 134 -119: The Beauty Before My Eyes (Seeking monthly tickets! Recommendation tickets!)

Zhao Rong gently took a sip.

At this moment, there was only one feeling.

Sweet.

Very sweet.

Extremely sweet.

Well, it’s no wonder since it was the honey water made by that silly girl Su Xiaoxiao.

But Su Xiaoxiao was also competing with him for the water because the honey was hard-earned from the beehives she had painstakingly cultivated, so Zhao Rong was the bad guy reaping the benefits.

However, she was shorter than Zhao Rong and a woman, with less strength…

Alright, actually a small fox demon at the Dan Formation Realm is quite strong, but Zhao Rong was already nearing the verge of breaking through to the Supreme Garment Shaking phase of the Ascending Realm.

He was following the path of a Martial Artist

His strength was already subtly surpassing hers.

Zhao Rong drank the honey water, one sip after another, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Actually, it was Zhao Rong’s first time making honey water, and he wasn’t very skilled at it.

But he hadn’t eaten pork before, he had at least seen pigs run; he had also glimpsed through a “mirror” in a past life, so he knew a little about it.

At least more than that silly girl Su Xiaoxiao.

He arrogantly snatched the cup away, his squinting eyes opening slightly with pride as he glanced at the aggrieved Su Xiaoxiao and then continued to sip with squinted eyes, savoring it.

Another flavor, swirling in his mouth.

And Su Xiaoxiao, in her previous fox life, had only read about drinking honey water in the precious books she carefully treasured and was now trying it for the first time, so she lacked experience.

She only had time to taste a few sips, satisfying her curiosity, but not yet fully grasping the whole flavor before Zhao Rong rudely snatched it away.

She tried hard to wrestle it back, but without success, she gave up.

On second thought, the bad guy before her was the man of her heart

So she thought about pleasing him and let him have it, as there would be plenty of opportunities in the future to slowly enjoy the honey water; yes, she would definitely drink his.

She decided to cling to him for the rest of her life, heehee.

Su Xiaoxiao thought dreamily and sweetly.

So now, she foolishly and earnestly gave all her honey water to him, quenching her sweetheart’s thirst.

Su Xiaoxiao clumsily responded to Zhao Rong.

Pouring all the honey water she had into his cup.

But in a moment.

Su Xiaoxiao had run out of honey and couldn’t make any more honey water.

The girl became a bit anxious.

But the next second.

Her tone turned cheerful.

Because she also received some honey water.

Her heartthrob took her cute little cup and poured her some honey water to drink.

Su Xiaoxiao savored it with glee.

Mmm, so this is the flavor.

Being with her heartthrob, even drinking water, such a mundane activity, became a sweet enjoyment.

The little fox demon felt her heart thumping fiercely, and as if heartbeats were contagious, she could feel Zhao Rong’s heartbeat too.

Like the war drums on the battlefield, furiously sounded by soldiers of both sides during combat, their majestic echoes resonating through the camps, bolstering the morale of all troops.

Su Xiaoxiao’s pretty face turned crimson.

Drinking honey water with her lover made her feel enveloped by happiness.

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With her lover by her side, Su Xiaoxiao felt as if the world had unveiled another layer.

There were so many fun things in life to try together with him…

But at some moment.

By the fire.

When Su Xiaoxiao was thinking of doing something more, the Zhao Rong who was drinking honey water put down his cup voluntarily, leaned back, and walked away.

“What’s the matter, Zhao Lang?”

Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head to look at her lover, smacking her lips like a greedy little bear savoring the taste of honey.

Zhao Rong smiled, “Wait a moment, you little glutton.”

He glanced at Su Xiaoxiao’s current appearance and gently said, “You should change out of your wet clothes first. It’s very easy to catch a cold at night. We’ll warm ourselves by the fire later.”

“Mhm.”

Su Xiaoxiao obediently responded.

Zhao Rong rubbed his face, took out her small bookcase, and handed it back to her.

Afterward, Zhao Rong looked outside the temple and noticed the moon was high in the sky.

He sat next to the fire, took out his bookcase, and changed out of his similarly soaked clothes.

Zhao Rong casually draped a thin robe over himself, fastening it at the waist with a sash.

Then, he found a black forehead cloth from the bookcase that he’d prepared a long time ago and started to tie it around his head.

“Hey hey hey, what are you doing?” Gui hurriedly asked.

“Heh, did you enjoy the view?”

Zhao Rong scoffed, knowing you were peeping. I’ve long been on guard against this trick of yours.

“I didn’t look, who cares about your trivial matters?”

“Oh, then you shouldn’t have such a strong reaction to me wearing a forehead cloth, acting as if you were eagerly watching and got interrupted.”

Gui: “You…”

Zhao Rong fastened the cloth properly, hiding his brow chakra, “What about you? Being able to hear is already too cheap for you. What more do you want? I’m telling you, Xiaoxiao belongs only to me. Only I may look. Even if we are to be brothers for life, there’s no way about this!”

“I said I’m not looking, and you don’t need to cover up. This kind of trivial matter only puts me at a loss… You, this act of yours signifies distrust, and I am very angry!”

Zhao Rong thought it over, “No, I can’t take it off. Gui, actually, I’m considering this for your sake. Aren’t you practicing the Supreme Forget Love? I’m afraid it might disturb your concentration. It’s better to keep it on. Rest assured, I will remove it tomorrow morning.”

When Gui heard Zhao Rong’s tone of “I’m doing this for your good,” he felt somewhat speechless and reluctantly said:

“Fine…”

“Cough cough.”

Zhao Rong was somewhat embarrassed.

“Right, there is something I need to remind you of.”

Zhao Rong was startled, “What is it?”

“You’re now in the Ascending Realm, and following the path of a Martial Artist, with rather weak Innate Primordial Qi in your body. It’s best to practice with sexual abstinence, don’t lose too much Primordial Yang, or else… you’ll never break through the Grand Circulation and enter the Fu Yao Realm.”

Zhao Rong: “…”

Gui’s tone carried a hint of schadenfreude, “Well, the Fu Yao Realm is reachable, maybe Zhao the Great Young Master should endure a little longer? After all, it’s just a matter of a few years.”

Just a few years?

Zhao Rong really wanted to shout at the Sword Spirit with an ironclad resolve, “This Ascending Realm, I’d rather not cultivate it at all!”

But it was just a fleeting impulse. He knew his priorities…

Gui spoke leisurely, “Besides, that Fox Demon of yours is at least a top-grade Famous Furnace. If you use her now, it’s simply a waste of heavenly gifts. It would be better to wait until your cultivation is higher…”

“It’s not about cultivation, Xiaoxiao and I are mutually in love. Everything stems from genuine feelings. How could it be as utilitarian as you make it seem?” Zhao Rong frowned.

“Okay okay, but if you really want what’s best for her, it’s better not to rush.”

Gui joked again, “Just wait a while longer. Maybe, with good luck, Zhao the Great Young Master might even come across a legendary Famous Furnace. That would be a huge profit.”

Zhao Rong didn’t reply. He didn’t know, nor did he want to know, what Gui was referring to by a Famous Furnace.

“So, maybe you should take off the forehead cloth. Wearing it is pointless.”

Zhao Rong still felt deflated while it seemed very comfortable.

Zhao Rong made no move and gave no reply, still wearing the forehead cloth.

At that moment, he felt a gaze upon him.

He looked up.

Zhao Rong’s breath caught for a moment.

He saw.

Near the fire, there stood a beauty.

Her face was as lovely as a flower, her figure as graceful as a butterfly, her appearance as fine as jade.