Chapter 121 Masochism

"It's useless to say nice things, I won't take you out to play."

Zhao Mu could see through Tangdou's little thoughts at a glance, how could he be fooled by her.

Jellybean rolled his eyes: "It's really boring."

Zhao Mu had a headache at the thought of spending a month with this little guy.

He doubted he could last a month.

No, we have to find a way so that Tangdou can spend time alone and spend this month peacefully.

"What do you like to play?" Zhao Mu asked.

Tangdou suddenly became energetic and said: "Hunting, taming animals, exploring, touching gold, fighting, gaining experience, eating very sweet fruits..."

Well, this is not a hobby that a child should have.

Zhao Mu thought about it and felt that Zhao Mu could not satisfy her except for fighting.

After all, the cave is only such a big place, so it is impossible to dig out an ancient tomb underground.

"I will be your sparring partner. As long as you beat me, I will help you realize whatever you want. If you lose, just stay in the cave and read and write, and be a good boy."

"You want to fight me?"

Tangdou looked at Zhao Mu with contempt.

"What's your attitude? Although you are the future Empress Qingyun, a powerful person who can transcend tribulations, you are still just a child now. After all, I also have the cultivation level of Nascent Soul Realm. Am I not qualified to be your training partner?"

Tangdou jumped up, walked to the open space in front of the door, and waved to Zhao Mu.

"Come on, let me attack first."

Zhao Mu was not polite, and with a movement of his body, the wind from his palm followed the trend and went forward.

Although it is just an ordinary palm, when used by Zhao Mu's powerful physique, it is also a palm with strong wind and full power. In the secular world, it is a palm that even martial arts masters can't match.

Breaking rocks and splitting rivers is a matter of course.

He hasn't figured out Tangdou's strength yet, so naturally he doesn't dare to be cruel.

But Zhao Mu regretted it the next second.

You shouldn't hold back.

Boom...

There was a loud noise and dust flew up.

Zhao Mu climbed up from the ruins.

Zhao Mu was speechless as he saw the newly renovated house behind him being scrapped again.

"Is he eight years old?" Zhao Mu patted the dust on his body.

"Who said I'm only eight years old? I'm already twelve this year, okay?" Tangdou quickly corrected.

At this time, Tangdou is the incarnation of Empress Qingyun’s consciousness when she was twelve years old.

In that year, her father, the ancestor of the Holy Yuan, left the Demon Sect and has not been heard from since.

Since then, the naughty jelly beans have disappeared, and the future Empress Qingyun has found her mission.

Empress Qingyun only had two stages in her life. Before the age of twelve, she was carefree and did not need to consider the consequences no matter what she did, because she was the daughter of the Saint Yuan Ancestor.

After turning twelve years old, Empress Qingyun took up the great task of protecting the Demon Sect. She had to be careful every step she took. One wrong step would lead to eternal disaster, because she was the daughter of the Saint Yuan Ancestor.

This time Empress Qingyun was seriously injured, but she accidentally awakened her consciousness when she was twelve years old. Perhaps in Empress Qingyun's heart, she was her true self at that time.

Of course, Zhao Mu didn't know all this.

He was just making a joke that Jellybean couldn't understand.

"No matter how old you are, I will take action next time."

Being punched away by a little girl was not a glorious thing, and Zhao Mu couldn't let it go.

The corners of Tangdou's mouth were slightly raised, and his smile was disdainful and a little expectant.

"Whoops!"

The light of the fire flickered, and the power of Zhao Mu's red sun enveloped his hands, and his burning palms struck at the jelly beans.

Faced with the blazing power of the flames, Tangdou's expression did not change and he slapped him.

In an instant, spiritual energy surged like a tsunami, drowning Zhao Mu in an instant, and the flames in his palms were extinguished.

Zhao Mu flew out again, fell into the ruins and fell heavily.

Getting up again, Zhao Mu couldn't help scolding: "You have learned to cheat at a young age. This is your own power. This is clearly the spiritual power of Empress Qingyun to overcome the tribulation!"

Zhao Mu almost forgot that although Tangdou was the consciousness of Empress Qingyun when she was young, her body was a solid condensation of Empress Qingyun's spiritual power. He was not fighting with a child, he was facing a ferryman. The powerful spiritual power of the strong man.

Tangdou smiled proudly and said: "I just bullied you, what can you do? You, an adult, are not ashamed to vent your anger on me, a child."

Holy crap……

Zhao Mu almost couldn't hold back his temper.

This is really inviting a little ancestor home.

"Go on, I still don't believe it."

Even if the consciousness of a twelve-year-old masters powerful power, it will definitely not be able to exert one percent of its power.

There is still hope for him.

With a groan, Zhao Mu rushed forward again.

This time, Zhao Mu even stimulated the power of the Human Emperor's bloodline, and his whole aura greatly improved.

But that doesn't change anything.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Mu was slapped out again.

"Come again!"

Zhao Mu's temper was completely gone.

Boom boom boom...

Immediately afterwards, the same scene was played out repeatedly in the cave.

Zhao Mu rushed forward, but Tangdou slapped him away.

After repeating the same scene dozens of times, Tangdou became a little impatient.

"Why are you so resistant to being beaten? I've beaten you so many times and you don't know how painful it is?"

"It hurts? I won't be heartbroken until I can beat you!"

Zhao Mu rushed forward again angrily, like a wild bull possessed, with fire coming out of his nostrils and smoke coming out of his head.

Bang.

He was blown to the ground again.

Tangdou's eyes looking at Zhao Mu at this time had become a little strange, as if he was looking at a pervert.

"Are you a masochist? Ugh... So disgusting."

Zhao Mu did not say anything, got up and rushed forward again.

Although his behavior was indeed a bit like a masochist, Zhao Mu was secretly happy at the moment.

When he was blown away by Tangdou for the first time, Zhao Mu did feel a little aggrieved and unwilling.

But later, Zhao Mu was surprised to find that after being hit by Tangdou's spiritual power, the human emperor blood in his body would produce a violent throbbing.

It was a feeling that Zhao Mu had never experienced before.

If you have to describe it, it's like... forging iron.

The spiritual power of the Qingyun Queen released by Tangdou is a hammer.

And the human emperor blood in his body is a piece of pig iron.

Every time he was knocked away, it was a beating and forging for Zhao Mu's Human Emperor bloodline.

In the process of being beaten again and again, his Human Emperor bloodline was actually refined and many impurities were removed, and the bloodline became purer and more condensed.

Bloodline is the most difficult thing to cultivate.

Especially his Human Emperor bloodline, which is very unique, and it is even more difficult to strengthen.

It is rare to encounter such an opportunity, Zhao Mu must catch Tangdou and carry out the behavior of wooling wool to the end.

"Stop talking nonsense, keep fighting, even if you knock me down a thousand times or ten thousand times today, I will get up again. There is no word of surrender in my dictionary, Zhao Mu!"

Zhao Mu shouted and rushed forward again.