Although Ran Dongye is a master of martial arts, there are almost no rivals in the world, but it is undeniable that she is really no different from a piece of paper in terms of feelings and men and women.

At least she doesn't understand some things and some things that cannot be said too touching, especially when two people are drunk and slightly drunk.

After she said that, Huo Yuanzhen's eyes revealed a trace of struggle and a trace of contradiction when he looked at her.

Ran Dongye was still unaware of anything and continued to connect with Huo Yuanzhen there and talk slowly.

"Have you learned the Beiming Divine Art?"

"That's right, Zhu Yuan gave it to me."

"The Beiming Divine Art is a very magical martial art, especially the one on the last page. I have studied it, but a woman cannot really learn this method, so I finally passed it to Zhu Yuan. I didn't expect that he actually gave it to you, but this boy has no chance."

Huo Yuanzhen's somewhat feverish mind was a little excited by Ran Dongye's words, suppressing his heart and saying to Ran Dongye: "Is the martial arts on the last page of the Beiming Divine Art true?"

"It should be true, I got it by chance."

Ran Dongye turned sideways, and the distance between him and Huo Yuanzhen was only a few centimeters. Huo Yuanzhen could see his reflection in his eyes.

"Since you have it, then you are the real destined person. I hope you can learn this martial arts."

Anxiang Xiren, Huo Yuanzhen's voice was a little dry and his voice was a little hoarse: "I hope so, I have tried it, but I don't have the innate perfect internal strength. I'm still a little short of learning this martial art. My internal strength... is quite unique. Although I am very strong, I have not reached the level of innate perfection."

Ran Dongye stretched out his other hand again and grabbed Huo Yuanzhen's other hand. Huo Yuanzhen held his hands together. He held his small hands in the palm of his hand, waiting for her words.

"I always feel that your internal strength is very strange. It turns out that you have not reached the level of innate perfection. Then you have to really hurry up. There is only one last month. If you cannot practice this martial art, then you will be in danger."

Holding Ran Dongye's hands, Huo Yuan's breathing became heavier and heavier: "Dongye. Maybe I will die. Old Man Tianji told me that my life is not long, only one year. Now it is very close to the year, only four or five months, and maybe I can't break through again in this short period of time. So I can feel that if I am destined to die, then I must be in the Dragon Sect..."

Before he could finish his words, a faint fragrance came, and a small hand of Ran Dongye pulled out of Huo Yuanzhen's big hand and gently covered his lips.

"Don't die, you must live well, we must all live well."

The sweet and smooth lips are so tempting that Huo Yuanzhen even had the urge to bite his little hand. In recent years, the abbot's experience and Buddhist precepts are still suppressing his nature. He is still struggling to support him and gently took down Ran Dongye's little hand again: "Dongye, no one wants to die, but sometimes life and death are really destined, and I can only do my best."

"If a person gives up hope, then his chances of survival will be smaller. So, you cannot give up."

The drunkenness gradually surged, and Ran Dongye's eyes were a little confused. She actually stretched out her hand and gently pressed it on Huo Yuanzhen's chest: "What a vigorous vitality. You are the most energetic person, enthusiastic and optimistic. It can even affect the emotions around you, do you know? Since I met you, even I have been affected. I have never said so many words before."

"Are you feeling my heartbeat?" Huo Yuanzhen was also drunk and couldn't do it anymore. He didn't think there was anything wrong with Ran Dongye's current movements, and asked in confusion.

"Yes! I'm feeling your heartbeat."

Ran Dongye gave a serious answer.

"Haha! What can you feel like that? Feeling your heartbeat requires you to put your ears on your chest, and you can even count how many heartbeats you have in a minute."

A gust of night wind blew, not only did it not make Ran Dongye more awake, but instead, it was like a drunk person. He would get drunk even more when he saw the wind. He tilted his head and thought: "It makes sense, but what do you mean by one minute?"

Huo Yuanzhen closed his eyes and waved his hands: "You don't understand for a minute, that's sixty ticks, it's just one minute."

"Oh! Then I'll give it a try."

I don’t know if Ran Dongye really understood the meaning of a minute, but she actually sat up shakingly, supported the ground with both hands to prevent falling. After shaking a few more times, she actually rushed to Huo Yuanzhen.

After twisting and shaking Huo Yuanzhen's body for a few times, Ran Dongye found a comfortable position and put his face on Huo Yuanzhen's chest.

"Okay, from now on, you count sixty ticks, and then I'll calculate your heartbeat. Can you hear it yourself?"

Although Huo Yuanzhen was very drunk, he also felt the softness of his delicate body in his arms. He moved slightly unnaturally, but was pressed by Ran Dongye: "Don't move around, I shouldn't hear it."

As soon as Ran Dongye pressed, Huo Yuanzhen gave up, "I can hear it myself, so let's start to time to see who can listen more accurately."

Ran Dongye nodded slightly excitedly. She was used to being quiet, but when she started playing such a small game, she felt particularly exciting.

"Okay! Start timing, one, two, three..."

Huo Yuanzhen silently counted his heartbeat and muttered the numbers in his mouth. Even he couldn't remember which one was the number and which one was the heartbeat.

Instead, Ran Dongye was seriously pressing against Huo Yuanzhen's chest, holding his body with both hands, his face tightly against him, and his mouth was still counting numbers silently.

"Fifty-nine, sixty! Okay, the time is up!"

Huo Yuanzhen finally finished counting, "My heartbeat is 70 times in total."

Ran Dongye shook his head there: "No, it's obviously seventy-five strokes."

"How is it possible? You must have counted the wrong number." Huo Yuanzhen said disdainfully. People who drink and drink are often so arrogant.

"I can't be wrong, you are not allowed to say that."

Ran Dongye unwillingly twisted Huo Yuanzhen's body, pouted his little mouth slightly, and his amazing beauty made the world lose its color.

At this time, Ran Dongye was already lying on Huo Yuanzhen's body and lying on his broad chest. Such temptation was simply tormenting Huo Yuan.

Huo Yuanzhenqiang cheered up. "Winter night, don't do this..."

"No! Let's do it again."

Ran Dongye was really drunk. Regardless of whether Huo Yuan was really happy or not, he leaned his head against his chest again: "Start the timing."

Huo Yuan really raised his hand, trembled twice, and finally put it on Ran Dongye's back and hugged him gently in his arms: "One, two..."

A minute passed, and Ran Dongye raised his head. "What's going on? Your heartbeats so fast. It's almost two hundred times, and I can't count it."

"This...is very normal, because when people are nervous, their heartbeat will naturally increase."

"Will this happen?" Ran Dongye tilted her head. She really had nothing to be nervous about. She completely forgot that it was noon today. Huo Yuanzhen saw her out of the bath and was once nervous.

Huo Yuanzhen is still quite truthful: "Of course, it's not just me, but also when you are nervous. If I listen to your heartbeat, your heartbeat will also be faster."

"I don't believe it!"

Ran Dongye spoke a little louder and his body was about to hold up, but he didn't expect that Huo Yuanzhen was holding his own at this moment. He was under the pressure of force and his body slid and fell into Huo Yuanzhen's arms again. However, he was still insisting on himself: "Come and listen to me. I'll count this time, you must be lying to me."

"You let me listen to your heartbeat? Then... how do you listen?"

Although Huo Yuanzhen was very drunk, he knew that this was inappropriate, but his will was no longer so firm, but he felt a faint expectation in his heart.

Ran Dongye did not answer, and stubbornly leaned forward and leaned his chest against Huo Yuanzhen's cheek.

Huo Yuan was not ready, just felt the fragrance softness coming to his face, and then his eyes turned dark and he was blocked by Ran Dongye's chest.

The heart beat violently a few times without any effort, and Huo Yuanzhen held her hands tightly.

The power was too great. Ran Dongye did not resist, and his body softened and fell into his arms again. However, he didn't feel bad, but struggled and said, "This is not OK, it's very awkward. Come up and I lie down. You are like me, um... you can hear it."

After saying that, she tried hard to break free from Huo Yuanzhen's arms, then turned over and lay on the big stone, and greeted Huo Yuanzhen: "Come on, come up!"

Huo Yuanzhen took two heavy breaths, his mind was no longer so clear. He just leaned over gently with his instinct and pressed on Ran Dongye.

Before he knew it, his hands held his opponent's hands, and he wanted to put his waist and abdomen, and firmly fixed Ran Dongye to the big stone.

"ah!"

Ran Dongye didn't feel anything at first, but after being suppressed by Huo Yuanzhen, a numbness suddenly came from head to toe. For some reason, she instinctively let out a moan that was so soft that it was so soft that it was so soft that it was so soft that it was.

Huo Yuanzhen thought that his hand hurt her, so he hurriedly took one of his hands back: "I'm going to listen, now you can start counting."
Chapter completed!