Chapter 23: Endless Uses
"It's winter now and I'm freezing. Can you bear to let me suffer outside from the wind and snow?" Yan Lingji acted aggrieved. God knows why this woman who can catch fire is afraid of the cold.

"So what?" Yang Chong said expressionlessly.

Yan Lingji was standing so pretty in front of Yang Chong, but he felt no emotion at all. Just kidding, a girl like Yan Lingji, although not very smart, is the best at playing. When you think you are very close to her, she will give you a surprise out of the blue.

Yang Chong knew very well that for a woman like Yan Lingji, there was no difference between near and far unless the distance between you and her reached a negative number.

"I haven't slept in bed for a long, long time." Yan Lingji said pitifully, and then without waiting for Yang Chong to react, she lay down next to Yang Chong.

Yan Lingji was very beautiful when she was standing, but she seemed even more attractive when she was lying down. Her eyes were sparkling and seemed to contain passion that could melt people. Her two breasts, spread out while she was lying flat, were as soft as water and as alluring as fire. Her legs, which were entangled together intentionally or unintentionally, seemed to be sending out an invitation that was hard to refuse.

"It's so late, can you please stop torturing me like this?" Yang Chong struggled to turn his gaze away from Yan Lingji, picked up Jiang Nu and walked towards the small couch that belonged to her.

"If you don't want to be tormented, then you can torment me!" Yan Lingji turned sideways, supported her chin with her hand, and looked at Yang Chong with interest as he carefully put Jiang Nu back on the small couch. Although her words were tempting, they were also a test.

"Forget it, I still want to live well, and my wife doesn't want me to." Yang Chong covered Jiang Nu with a blanket, looked at the small couch in front of him, and gave up the idea of ​​squeezing with Jiang Nu tonight, because it was too small and there was no room for two people to lie down. Ling Ji straightened her waist and jumped up from the bed, then sat cross-legged with a gossipy look. As a former killer, she was very sensitive to intelligence.

"Your wife is the female assassin from Weijia Village?" Yan was proficient in illusion and it was easy for her to get the information she wanted from the villagers of Xiliu Village.

"Don't you know everything?" With no bed in front or behind him, Yang Chong could only walk to the table nearby and sit down.

"Do you like your killer wife very much?" Yan Lingji became more and more curious.

"To be more precise, I like her very much." Hearing this, Yang Chong's mind couldn't help but emerge with that delicate but cold face. She didn't have the enchanting beauty of Yan Lingji, but only a deep and silent abyss that swallowed up all life.

"Like it very much?" Yan Lingji was surprised. That's not what Yang Chong said before.

"You will understand it in the future. Maybe you will meet each other soon. Then..." Yang Chong said with a smile. The collision between Yan Lingji and Jing Wei would probably be very interesting. Of course, the premise is that he can live well and enjoy such a scene.

"It's so annoying to be so mysterious." Yan Lingji snorted to express her dissatisfaction.

"She is not you. You only flirt but don't give. But my killer wife is different. Although she doesn't flirt, she really gives. Besides, you haven't slept in the bed for a long time. It's late now, go to bed quickly!" Yang Chong urged.

"You are such a shameless man, but you really care about me. It's just that something seems wrong." Yan Lingji's eyes were wide open, and she didn't look sleepy at all.

"What's wrong?" Yang Chong asked. "You urged me to go to bed. Are you planning to do something after I fall asleep?" Yan Lingji said with caution, but her caution was so false that it was more like some kind of meaningful invitation than a warning.

"Although it's cold now, I don't want to play with fire." Yang Chong explained solemnly.

"Actually, it's not impossible to play with fire." While Yan Lingji was speaking, a little fire man had already appeared in her palm. On her slender hand, she was dragging the little fire man, through which her figure could be vaguely seen.

But Yang Chong had no mood to appreciate her. Yan Lingji was only concerned with setting fires and never cared about putting them out. Besides, a few words of exchange could be considered a joke, but chattering without knowing the purpose was just bootlicking.

Although licking Yan Lingji is not a shameful thing, Yang Chong is now under a sword hanging over his head and has no time to care about these things.

It was not convenient for him to practice during the day, so how could he be willing to waste time at night?

Looking at Yang Chong who was immersed in the state of cultivation, Yan Lingji pursed her lips lightly, clenched her palm, and the flame man disappeared in her palm: He is also a weirdo, he is still a child! But, he seems to know me very well, is it just my illusion? It shouldn't be, is there anyone in this world who really understands me? Maybe there is, but it can't be him, we just met!

Don't lie to me, otherwise I will be sad, and the consequences of my sadness will be very serious.

Yan Lingji looked at Yang Chong thoughtfully. She followed Yang Chong back, on the one hand because Yang Chong actually saved her, and on the other hand because the deal Yang Chong proposed was one she could not refuse. Of course, there was another, very small reason. She did not hate Yang Chong that much. Things like liking each other are often unreasonable and come from intuition.

"Is this freedom? But freedom is so lonely!" Yan Lingji lay on the bed that belonged to Yang Chong, staring blankly at the curtain. Her hands subconsciously stretched upwards, as if she wanted to grab the curtain, but how could she grab it?

This world is too big for her, so big that she doesn’t know where to place herself.

"But for now, it's not bad, let's just leave it like this." Yan Lingji muttered to herself and closed her eyes. There were many beds, but there was no bed on which she could sleep peacefully. Yang Chong's bed could barely be used.

In two shallow breaths, Yang Chong had completely fallen into a state of cultivation. Before, he had used the trick of using the death energy to cultivate the Nine Yin White Bone Claw. Now, what he needed to cultivate was the general principles. After all, only when the Nine Yin true energy became stronger, could his body accommodate more death energy and make the Nine Yin White Bone Claw more powerful.

You know, although the Nine Yin White Bone Claw is not weak, it may not be useful against a top-tier killer. What's more, Luo Wang has more than just one top-tier killer.

While practicing the Nine Yin General Principles, Yang Chong only felt a wisp of pure true energy flowing through his Dantian meridians. It was an indescribable feeling. Wherever the true energy flowed, the meridians that had been damaged by the death energy were slowly repaired. The chaotic and restless death energy diffused in the Dantian meridians seemed to have found a backbone, and its circulation became less frantic and more rhythmic.

The Nine Yin Principles have endless uses.

(End of this chapter)