Chapter 28 Pottery Jar

The heart is hesitant and suspicious, wanting to be comfortable but unable.

Li Xuan and Deng Weixian were in such a mood at this time.

Because of the hesitation in their hearts, they were confused, but they felt that if they continued to practice rashly, they might be in trouble.

They all had an urgent desire for power, so they were unwilling to give up easily.

It was also thanks to Li Xuan that he had Deng Weixian as his reference, otherwise he would have begun to doubt whether it was his own problem.

After all, he practiced the human race's skills in a cat body, and no one knew whether there would be any problems.

But seeing Deng Weixian in the same distress as himself, he was not so anxious in his heart.

"Let this kid help me explore the way first, and it won't be too late for me to make a decision."

Li Xuan put his hands in his pockets and nestled against the wall, planning to wait and see today.

If Deng Weixian continued to practice and there was no problem, it would not be too late for him to continue practicing at that time.

It was a quarter past midnight, but Deng Weixian was still sitting on the stone bench, hesitating to move.

It can be seen that his heart was also full of hesitation.

The torment in his heart was even greater than that of Li Xuan. He had no reference, so he could only choose to gamble or not.

And the stakes were naturally his life and property.

Just when Li Xuan thought Deng Weixian was about to give up, he finally stood up and continued to practice.

As usual, he practiced the Ten Tiger Forms to warm up.

But now, even when Deng Weixian was practicing this basic skill, his body began to shake, and it was more strenuous than the previous few days.

It seemed that his body was consumed no less than Li Xuan.

"There must be something wrong, otherwise how could his body get worse and worse with practice."

"What exactly is Deng Weixian's godfather planning?"

Li Xuan frowned and thought hard, unable to figure out the key.

Given the other party's status, there was no need to go to such great lengths to play with Deng Weixian.

To kill such a little eunuch like a rootless duckweed, it was just a breeze for that person.

"Why did you go to such great lengths to pass down a problematic martial art?"

Just when Li Xuan was puzzled, he suddenly smelled an unusual fragrance in the air.

The fragrance was very faint, but Li Xuan still caught it.

He sniffed his nose, looking for the source of the smell.

As a result, he turned his head and saw a figure standing quietly on the eaves not far away.

Li Xuan stood up and almost fell off the wall.

"I was scared to death. When did you come?"

The familiar black robe made Li Xuan recognize that this was Deng Weixian's godfather.

It's just that this person's lightness skill was a bit scary, and Li Xuan didn't even notice his arrival.

But just when Li Xuan took a second look, Deng Weixian's godfather turned his head and looked straight at the wall where Li Xuan was.

The four eyes met.

The atmosphere couldn't help but be a little awkward.

A trace of panic flashed across Li Xuan's eyes, and he was quick-witted. He meowed coquettishly, and then he started to flirt and act cute.

If a little male cat is coquettish, what can a little female cat do?

Deng Weixian's godfather was visibly stunned for a moment, and it took a long time for him to look away, muttering: "It's just the beginning of spring..."

After confirming that the other party had looked away, Li Xuan swooped into the bushes in the yard and hid his body.

At this time, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"This guy is so sharp, he immediately noticed my gaze."

Today was also a reminder for Li Xuan.

Although the view is wide at a high place, there are few obstructions and everything is visible.

Once someone notices it, it will be locked immediately.

Although his current identity as a cat is very confusing, he still has to be careful in the future.

Li Xuan walked in the bushes, making rustling sounds and gradually going away.

Of course he would not leave, but quietly changed his position and came back, looking at the situation in the yard through the branches and leaves between the bushes.

After waiting for Deng Weixian's godfather, how could he leave easily?

In the yard, Deng Weixian continued to practice martial arts, and had already started to practice the blood-killing tiger claw.

Looking at Deng Weixian's current state, he couldn't be unaware of his poor physical condition.

But even so, he was still meticulously hitting one move after another.

"He's trying so hard, something will happen."

Li Xuan couldn't help but worry. If Deng Weixian had any good or bad luck, Yu'er would definitely be sad.

After all, Deng Weixian was Yu'er's only blood relative in the world.

"I don't know what this kid is risking his life for?"

Time passed by minute by minute, and Deng Weixian finally finished a set of blood-killing tiger claws, but after the last move, his legs softened and he fell to the ground, gasping for breath, like a fish that had just been pulled ashore.

Sweat soaked his clothes, wet hair stuck to his forehead, and his eyes had lost focus, dazed and lifeless.

Deng Weixian felt that his vision was slowly rising, as if his soul was about to leave his body.

A chaotic thought flashed through his mind, which was a series of scenes he had experienced.

Just as his soul was wandering in the sky, he suddenly felt his wrist tighten, and his right hand was held up by someone.

"The blood in your palm is much more than I expected. It seems that you have not been lazy these days."

Hearing this familiar voice, Deng Weixian didn't even look at it. He didn't know where the strength came from. He struggled to support his body with one hand and changed to a correct kneeling posture.

"My son meets his godfather."

Deng Weixian's voice was hoarse and weak.

But his movements and expressions were respectful, and even the old eunuch who taught etiquette in the palace could not find any faults.

His right hand was still lifted, but even though it made him uncomfortable to kneel, he did not show a trace of disrespect.

Deng Weixian's godfather took a deep look at the boy on the ground and finally nodded slowly.

"Yes."

Just two words, but even Li Xuan, who was eavesdropping on the side, could tell that the tone was very different.

"Only with such a mind can great things be accomplished."

After he finished speaking, he exerted a little force on his hands, and Deng Weixian immediately felt a gentle force coming, holding up his body, and sitting on the stone bench beside him.

During this process, Deng Weixian did not feel any discomfort, but just changed his position and posture in a daze.

This shows how exquisite Deng Weixian's godfather's control of power is.

Before Deng Weixian could think more, his godfather took out an exquisite pottery jar from under his cloak.

The pottery jar was narrow at the bottom and wide at the top, about the height of an arm.

As soon as the pottery jar was taken out, Li Xuan found that the fragrance he smelled before was a little stronger.

Obviously, the smell came from the pottery jar.

While he took out the pottery jar, he kept holding Deng Weixian's right hand.

After opening the lid of the pottery jar, he mercilessly pressed Deng Weixian's hand directly into it.

Deng Weixian immediately trembled all over, his eyes bulged out, bloodshot, and sweat poured down his forehead.

He gritted his teeth tightly, and couldn't help but lift his butt off the stone bench, reacting violently.

"Don't make a sound, at least hold on for ten breaths, the longer the better."

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