Chapter 534 Are You Playing Tricks on Me?

Jiang Hao did not lie.

He is poisoned by the heavenly poison in his body, and only when facing special people will he have normal thoughts.

And this person happened to be Hong Yuye.

So except for the other party, any woman with him is nothing more than a pink skull and a stick of loess.

Hong Yuye knew this best.

So he stated the facts again.

It's just that the other party lowered his eyebrows and never spoke. There was a trace of dullness in his eyebrows, which made people a little incomprehensible.

But Jiang Hao was quickly attracted by the story of Xiao Li:

"Senior, Xiao Li didn't say anything offensive, did she?"

He remembered the last time Xiao Li said that she wanted to be called sister-in-law. Although it had been several months, what if she still remembered?

This is life threatening.

"Do you think so?" Hong Yuye asked flatly.

No change in mood can be seen.

"Xiao Li is well-behaved and sensible, but occasionally because of her young age, she doesn't understand some details." Jiang Hao explained.

"Oh?" Hong Yuye's eyebrows moved slightly, and her lips parted slightly:

"If you think she offends me, what should I do?"

"Senior, you naturally don't need others to tell you how to do things." Jiang Hao bowed his head respectfully.

He dared not offend the other party.

Hong Yuye looked at Jiang Hao and said nothing for a long time.

It is an incomprehensible torment to be stared at by an incomprehensible strong man.

As if it would turn into dry bones at any time.

"How long has Xiao Li been with you?" Hong Yuye asked suddenly.

"Ten years." Jiang Hao said.

According to normal calculations, Xiao Li is twenty-one this year.

It's just that the appearance hasn't changed in any way, it's still the same as before.

"Ten years." There was a hint of emotion in Hong Yuye's tone.

Jiang Hao didn't understand why he was feeling emotional for ten years.

He is now thirty-two years old, and he feels that ten years of love is justifiable.

After all, it took up one-third of his life, but what about Hong Yuye?

Not to mention anything else, judging from her cultivation base, one can know that she has gone through countless years.

"It seems that Xiao Li is indeed a good boy." Hong Yuye said with a smile.

"He's a good boy." Jiang Hao responded.

Although I don't understand why the other party said that suddenly, it should be a compliment.

Then he came to the wooden table and started making tea.

"How much do you know about Saint Thief?" Hong Yuye asked casually while drinking tea.

"The Tianling clan seemed to be cast aside by heaven and earth later." Jiang Hao simply answered.

"What else?" Hong Yuye asked again.

Jiang Hao was silent for a moment, he had said many things before, and there was only one last thing left.

That is what the sea fog cave discovered.

want to say?

His thoughts flashed for a moment, and he slowly said: "There is another technique, which is related to the fact that the Sky Spirit Race has become a holy thief."

Hong Yuye looked at him, but didn't speak.

But it can be felt that it is for him to continue talking.

"The art of locking the sky." Jiang Hao poured himself a cup of tea, and then gave a general introduction to the art of locking the sky.

This kind of technique is extremely strange, he learned it for a long time, but he couldn't learn it.

There is a faint possibility of success, but it is a little worse.

He wasn't sure what was wrong either.

After Hong Yuye finished listening, she took a sip of tea, still maintaining her original calmness: "What else?"

"In addition to the art of locking the sky, there are also some theories. These theories are shocking to the world, and this person has incomparable talents." After a sentence of emotion, Jiang Hao said the theories he saw again.

Jiang Hao didn't read all the theory, and he didn't even understand some of it, but he understood it roughly.

"The total amount of racial talent remains the same?" Hong Yuye asked.

"Yes." Jiang Hao nodded.

This is an extremely profound matter, so he never goes into it.

It's not something he can figure out now.

Even if he could understand, there was nothing he could do to prove it.

Hong Yuye just drank tea and didn't speak again.

After that, Jiang Hao took advantage of the situation and told the other party about the party.

The gathering this time was not said to be an important matter, the only thing that could be said was that someone had already set their sights on Suotian.

As for the investigation of Taoist Fenghua, it was not a very important matter.

This matter needs to be emphasized only if Hong Yuye urges it.

Hong Yuye didn't speak during the whole process, but just drank tea with peace of mind.

After Jiang Hao finished speaking, he could only drink tea in silence.

It wasn't until the moonlight fell that Hong Yuye seemed to come back to her senses.

She glanced at the person opposite, smiled lightly and said:

"What kind of tea is this?"

Jiang Hao froze for a moment, but did not speak.

Anyway, it's not Azure Red.

"You seem to be perfunctory to me recently." Hong Yuye said with a smile.

But when Jiang Hao heard this, he could only feel that the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly.

He stood up in fright and said respectfully:

"Senior was joking, but junior has no such intention."

Hearing this, the smile on Hong Yuye's face remained undiminished, as if she felt that this was normal.

But she didn't take her eyes back, she kept staring at the man in front of her.

It wasn't until the other party appeared in cold sweat that she got up and walked inside in satisfaction:

"Go get the bath water."

Huh~

Jiang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, being stared at by the other party was very stressful.

Although there was no breath, it was still unusual.

.

This time Jiang Hao was not outside the door, but turned his back to the screen, listening to the sound of water inside.

torment.

Especially the last time I saw something, this time I don't know what happened, I actually want to wait for Hong Yuye to fall asleep, then go in and check, and see something by the way.

Just thinking of these, he quickly shook his head to expel these thoughts.

As time went by, Hong Yuye's influence on him became more and more enormous.

Raising the mood is far from easy.

Now I think about peeking, so next time I lose my head, I may do something irreversible.

Can I still survive?

It takes self-examination.

"What are you thinking?" Hong Yuye's voice suddenly came from inside.

While Jiang Hao was still thinking about how to answer, the voice came out again:

"You're not thinking about peeking, are you?"

"No, senior was too worried." Jiang Hao was startled and replied immediately.

The moment the voice fell, the sound of water inside suddenly stopped.

It took a while before the ringing continued.

Then came the familiar question again: "What is your cultivation?"

"Early Golden Core." Jiang Hao replied.

"En." Hong Yuye responded casually, but there was no sound.

The thoughts of the strong man cannot be grasped. In order to stabilize his mood, he plans to start practicing.

It's just that I haven't meditated for a long time before I heard the sound of water coming out of the bath.

Immediately afterwards, a woman in a simple dress with long wet hair walked past him and went straight to the second floor.

"I'm going to rest, bring my clothes up."

Jiang Hao was quite surprised, Hong Yuye hadn't come out of the bath so early in the past.

Picking up the red and white dress, he followed.

second floor.

Hong Yuye had already lay down, and Jiang Hao, who had put his clothes aside, kindly reminded:

"Senior, your hair is not dry yet."

no respond.

"Senior?" Jiang Hao shouted again.

The other party still did not respond.

At this time, Hong Yuye was covered with a quilt and turned her back to him.

Can't see the front either.

He called again, and after confirming that there was no response, he began to hesitate.

Do you want to help him dry his hair?

Finally gave up, what if the other party just wants to rest like this?

If you act rashly, it is easy to cause trouble for yourself.

Jiang Hao sighed, feeling helpless again.

I have to change the quilt again tomorrow.