"Sir, Yue'er has indeed been practicing hard recently..."

309: Sikong Qianluo: Well, it’s too much… I can’t eat any more…

"Madam, are you used to living here with me recently?"

Jiang Che nodded with a smile and asked politely.

"Thank you for taking me in, sir. I'm getting used to my life there."

Ji Chuyao spoke softly, with gratitude in his eyes.

It can be said that she was able to have this life entirely because of Jiang Che's help.

If the other party had not helped her break free from Donghuang Taiyi's control, she would still be imprisoned in the Mysterious Ice Formation of the Mirage. She wouldn't know when she would be able to reunite with her daughter, and she wouldn't have the life she has today.

"Used to it…"

After having a brief chat with Ji Chuyao and saying hello to a group of women, Jiang Che asked for a food box from the maid, filled it with food and left the kitchen directly.

The little kitten Qianluo was still waiting for him to be fed in the room, so Jiang Che naturally couldn't waste too much time here.

"Strange, why aren't Master Qianluo and Master Ruoyi here?"

After Jiang Che left, Gao Yue looked around the kitchen and realized belatedly that Sikong Qianluo and Ye Ruoyi were not there.

Normally, if there were no other trivial matters, these two people would not miss dinner without reason.

"Why else? They must have just had sex with your good master..."

Hua Jin curled his lips and told the truth in one sentence.

"Ah... this..."

Hua Jin's words made Gao Yue a little at a loss. Her slightly chubby face turned red. She lowered her head shyly, and her tender white hands rubbed together randomly.

Although she is still young, Gao Yue is not a naive person who knows nothing.

Having studied medicine with Duanmu Rong since childhood, she naturally understood what Hua Jin meant.

The little girl's mind immediately conjured up countless scenes of the battle between Jiang Che, Ye Ruoyi and Sikong Qianluo, and her face became even more flushed.

"Yue'er, don't listen to your senior sister's nonsense. Your master is not that kind of person. Your two wives must have been delayed by something and therefore didn't come to dinner..."

Glaring at her good senior sister sitting opposite her, as if blaming Hua Jin for only teaching bad things to the children, Duanmu Rong defended Jiang Che.

In her mind, Jiang Che has always been a polite, gentle, knowledgeable, and caring person. Naturally, she did not believe Hua Jin's words, and she did not believe that the master she had always admired would do such a ridiculous thing.

"I'm not talking nonsense, this is the truth..."

Hua Jin was speechless and retorted bluntly.

This cheap junior sister of mine actually thinks that the master is a good person?

It seems that the other party is really poisoned and has been completely deceived by Jiang Che's appearance!

What kind of person is Jiang Che? Doesn’t she, as his eldest disciple, know this?

"I don't believe that Master is such a person, Little Senior Sister, don't try to deceive me!"

"Then go and see for yourself what your good master is doing now..."

Seeing Duanmu Rong forcibly defending herself against Hua Jin and engaging in a heated argument in order to protect Jiang Che's reputation, Nangong Pushe, who was standing by, shook his head in a helpless manner.

They are really funny. They can even discuss and study such a thing over and over again.

…………

After leaving the kitchen, Jiang Che carried the food box and returned to Sikong Qianluo's boudoir.

When he returned, the little girl had woken up and was taking a nap with her eyes half closed.

Sikong Qianluo's sleeping posture was extremely indecent. He was lying on his side on the bed, hugging the silkworm quilt, with his two straight, slender, white, jade-like long legs exposed.

The over-the-knee white socks on the calves have been removed, and the round and plump feet are unconsciously dangling in the air. The toes are pink and crystal clear, the arches are curved, and the soles are pink, which is extremely fragrant.

“You’re back…”

Noticing the sound of someone opening the door, Sikong Qianluo lazily opened his eyes that were full of spring water, his face full of fatigue, and shouted weakly.

The voice was a little hoarse, like a kitten that had just woken up.

Her long black hair was scattered behind her shoulders, which was very seductive.

"I brought you some of your favorite cakes from the kitchen..."

"Hurry up and eat something..."

Sitting down beside the bed, Jiang Che patted the girl's soft buttocks, signaling her to get up and eat.

"No, I want you to feed me..."

Sikong Qianluo shook her head and started to act coquettishly and cutely, hugging Jiang Che's arm and shaking it non-stop.

The little girl deliberately raised her voice and spoke in a coquettish tone.

"I can't do anything about you, just open your mouth..."

Jiang Che reached out and hooked Sikong Qianluo's straight nose, then shook his head helplessly.

It was just a small request, so he naturally wouldn't refuse anything.

Sikong Qianluo is completely two different people before and after.

Before she was completely cured by me, the little girl was very arrogant and a little bit spoiled, and she acted like she was fearless.

After being subdued by me, she seemed like a completely different person, obedient, sweet and well-behaved, like a little kitten, and a little clingy.

"Hehe, I love my husband the most..."

Sikong Qianluo smiled coquettishly, kissed Jiang Che on the side of his face, and then opened her cherry lips obediently.

After eating and drinking, Sikong Qianluo went to bed contentedly and began to replenish his strength.

0...

After persisting for a whole day, she was already exhausted.

"Have a good sleep..."

Seeing Sikong Qianluo falling asleep in three seconds, Jiang Che's eyes flashed with tenderness. He gently kissed the girl on the forehead, put the little girl's pink and tender feet into the quilt, and then left the room quietly.

…………

Coming to the corridor outside the room, Jiang Che looked up at the night sky.

Before I knew it, a whole day had passed and midnight had quietly arrived.

The moon is bright in the sky and everything is quiet. The occasional chirping of insects and birds is particularly abrupt in the silent night.

"I can't sleep anyway, so I might as well walk around in the yard..."

After muttering to himself for a few words, Jiang Che began to stroll along the corridor in the mansion.

After a cultivator’s cultivation has broken through to the foundation-building stage, he no longer needs to rely on eating and sleeping to restore his physical strength. The endless spiritual power in his dantian can completely help nourish his body.

Of course, Sikong Qianluo's case is an exception.

The Jiang Mansion is very large, with countless pavilions and towers.

It has everything, including rockery, flowing water, ponds, gardens, hot springs, etc. There are as many as 300 guest rooms alone.

If an ordinary person wants to go around the whole circle, it will probably take a lot of time.

Wandering aimlessly in the mansion.

When they reached the sea of ​​flowers, a peerless figure in white appeared in front of Jiang Che.

310: A sword and a beauty, practicing yin and yang with Nangong Pushe

"Nangong, what are you doing here so late instead of sleeping?"

Seeing the peerless figure in white standing not far away, Jiang Che asked with some suspicion.

Although he had not seen the other person's face, Jiang Che recognized him at a glance as his little disciple Nangong Pushe.

After all, Nangong Pushe is still very recognizable in this mansion. She is the only one who always wears a white robe and has two swords on her waist.

"Master, why are you here?"

Nangong Pushe turned around and was also a little surprised to see Jiang Che suddenly appear.

She was so absorbed in her thoughts just now that she didn't notice Jiang Che's arrival at first.

Under the moonlight, Nangong Pushe was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with fluttering sleeves, and a graceful figure. His face was extraordinarily handsome, not like an ordinary person on earth. He had narrow and long eyebrows, peach blossom eyes, and lips like red clouds. "Ling Sansan" was tall and well-proportioned, with a slender waist that could be held in one hand, just like a fairy under the moon.

As the most beautiful woman at the top of the Liyang Rouge List, Nangong Pushe's charm is enough to attract thousands of men in the world.

This is a woman of extreme beauty, with nothing flawless about her.

This woman should only exist in heaven, and is rarely heard of in the human world.

We are talking about nearly perfect women like Nangong Pushe.

"I couldn't sleep, so I just wandered around..."

"What about you? Why are you still practicing so late instead of resting?"

Jiang Che explained casually and looked towards the lake not far away.

The waves are rippling, the water in the pond is flowing backwards, the fish are jumping out of the water from time to time, the evening breeze is blowing, the willows are swaying, and there are still some knife marks on the surrounding ground.

It was obvious that Nangong Pushe had just finished practicing.

"I couldn't sleep either, so I practiced to pass the time..."

Nangong Pushe pursed his thin lips, spoke softly, and found a plausible reason.

In fact, she comes to the sea of ​​flowers to practice almost every night.

The edge of the sea of ​​flowers is quiet and secluded, with few people coming here at night, so she chose this place as the place for her practice.

In order to kill his enemies as soon as possible and avenge his deceased mother, Nangong Pushe never slacked off in his practice and never missed any opportunity.

Except for two hours of rest for eating, she spent almost the rest of the time practicing.

He never leaves the front door and never steps out of the back door. He is definitely a cultivation maniac.

Jiang Che naturally knew about this. He also understood Nangong Pushe's past and understood what his little disciple was carrying.

"Take care of yourself. You look a little haggard lately."

"Practice is not something that can be done overnight. There is no need to push yourself too hard."

"When you reach the peak of your cultivation, you will be able to kill your enemies with your own hands..."

"With your qualifications, three to five years is more than enough."

Jiang Che realized that Nangong Pushe was hiding something, but he didn't expose him. He just said a few words of concern.

One day, when Nangong Pushe successfully advances to the peak of the foundation-building realm, he will be able to kill all the immortals on land in the world.

As long as she doesn't break the void, she will be invincible.

With the support of elixirs and various resources provided by myself, this time will not be too long.

Under his training, these women in Xueyue City found it much easier to practice than the disciples in Taiyi Mountain.

The storeroom in the Jiang Mansion was filled with countless elixirs and natural treasures to assist in cultivation.

Only top-grade immortal stones and the spirit gathering formation were left in Taiyi Mountain, and there were not many elixir resources.

The women in Xueyue City are all his wives or direct disciples, and are his strongest support.

Jiang Che could naturally tell which was more important.

Although he has system tasks to complete, there is no time limit for the tasks, so he will focus on cultivating his own back garden.

Seek the way to immortality, achieve immortality for thirty thousand years, look down upon kings and princes, and attain eternal life.

This is his ultimate goal. System tasks are just a side job, a way to help him become stronger faster.

"Thank you for your concern, Master. I understand..."

Nangong Pushe was stunned, lowered his head and responded softly.