Chapter 112 - Try (1/2)

Chapter 112: TryHearing Kong Hou say something was wrong with her cultivation, Huan Zhong pulled her into his arms in a panic and channeled spirit energy into her body to search her meridians. A person’s body ought to have an energy sea and hundreds of meridian points. Any place could not go wrong.

He carefully went through Kong Hou’s meridians and didn’t find anything wrong. He feared he had missed a place, and redid a search from head to toe. He still found nothing wrong.

As Kong Hou lay in Huan Zhong’s arms, the warmth of his body reached her face through the cloth. Her heart beat even faster.

The spirit energy took several revolutions around Kong Hou’s body. Huan Zhong, who could not find a problem, picked her up his arms. “I will take you to see Peak Master Qing Yuan.”

“Wait.” Kong Hou pulled Huan Zhong’s clothing and whispered, “Why don’t we wait a moment? Maybe I am fine?” Otherwise, she would definitely get laughed at by the disciples of Daybreak Cloud Peak.

“You cannot be careless with problems of the body. Be good.” Huan Zhong patted her head. “When something went wrong with my mental state, I felt it was a minor problem. Who knew…”

Hearing Huan Zhong speak of his problem, Kong Hou suddenly felt her heart was not beating so quickly. Even her breathing smoothed out. She bit her lip. “Huan Zhong, put me down. I really am fine.”

Huan Zhong hesitated. Seeing that Kong Hou had smooth circulation of spirit energy and no other special signs except a red face, he moved to put her on the bed. “Sit properly. I will sort out your meridians again.”Kong Hou sat cross-legged. After closing her eyes, her mind was completely focused on the pair of hands on her back.

“Focus and breathe.” Huan Zhong noticed that Kong Hou was not focused and reminded, “Do not change your breathing.”

Kong Hou did not dare to think more. She allowed Huan Zhong to control spirit energy and comb her meridians over and over.

After focusing, her heart gradually calmed.

Two hours later, Huan Zhong pulled his hands away and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her face. “Rest a while.”

Kong Hou grabbed at the jade belt at his waist so he could not rise and leave. “Stay here and keep me company.”

Looking down at her hand that gripped his belt, Huan Zhong sat back down. “All right, rest well.”

Kong Hou did not have a good sleep. For some inexplicable reason, she thought of the black-robed woman who had married a nomad cultivator, and Queen Qing Luo who had turned into a ghost out of discontent and misunderstood the king for a millennium.

The red flowers covering the mountains were beautiful, but Queen Qing Luo and her king were fated to never meet again in their future lifetimes. Was this kind of feeling the love that protagonists of stories desired?

She opened her eyes. Huan Zhong was still sitting next to her. There was no lit lamp in the cave. He was not reading, just sitting there silently, and made Kong Hou feel his continuous presence was as expected.

“Awake?” Huan Zhong looked down at her with gentleness. He bent and put a bottle of spirit liquid to her mouth. “Today, we won’t make seals and will rest for a day.”

“Huan Zhong…” Kong Hou climbed up from the bed and played with the bottle in her hand. “Do you remember the black-robed woman?”

“I remember.” Huan Zhong nodded.

“Do you think she regrets it?” She looked down. “Throwing away her sect and disciples to roam with her love. But she received betrayal.” She sympathized with the black-robed woman, but could not understand her.

Were men so important that she would abandon everything?

Kong Hou couldn’t help but think of her master, shixiong and shijie. If it was her, even the best-looking man in the world could not make her give up all this.

“Maybe.” Huan Zhong took the empty bottle from her hand and shoved a spirit fruit at her. “But she was too decisive in her attitude when leaving the sect back then. Even if she wants to return, she cannot get over herself.”

“If she wants, she should do it,” Kong Hou said. “She even dared to kill the nomad cultivator that betrayed her. Why isn’t she willing to admit her mistakes to her sect and return?”

Huan Zhong laughed. “Maybe not everyone is this brave.”

Because they cared too much, were too cautious and feared being refused.

“Huan Zhong, are you ever afraid?” Kong Hou asked.

“Yes.” Huan Zhong moved his gaze away slightly to not look at her eyes.

“Don’t fear.” Kong Hou patted the back of his hand. “I will keep you company.” As she patted, she felt that Huan Zhong’s hand was as warm and smooth as jade, and couldn’t resist pinching gently.

“Kong Hou, you…” Huan Zhong was surprised by Kong Hou’s actions. He looked at Kong Hou with slight panic on his face.

Kong Hou suddenly realized what she was doing. She pulled her hand back like lightning. “I… my hand just itched.”

Heavens and the three gods, how could she let Huan Zhong believe she was not a pervert? She peeked at Huan Zhong. His handsome face revealed shock, as though he had not expected that she would do this.

It was finished. Nothing she said would be of use now.

“You…” Huan Zhong sighed helplessly. “You are more and more mischievous.” He had seen how the elders of Splendid Cloud Sect treated Kong Hou. They had no bottom line in how they spoiled her.

“Actually, I am not very mischievous.” Seeing Huan Zhong look at her as though he was looking at a child, Kong Hou whispered, “Your hand is just too good to the touch.”

The cave residence immediately became silent. Kong Hou felt speechless and wrapped herself up tightly. Just as she prepared to throw a tantrum and turn the page on this matter, a jade hand with long fingers appeared in front of her.