Qin Xi's fingertips touched her forehead again, and this time she pushed her away without hesitation.

He indeed looked at her, but he was seriously disgusted: "The bad habit of senior sister who always talks about people needs to be changed. This is not a big wasteland."

Linghu Zhenzhen suddenly felt unconvinced. He still pinched his hands and waist at all times? He was extremely strict with her, as if there was something dirty on her body. He pushed it away without hesitation every time, which was really unreasonable.

Suddenly he pinched his thin and soft sleeves, and she quickly pulled her back - she was not allowed to touch her in the future, she was the junior sister.

The shoulders sank, and he took off his cloak and put it on: "Is it cold to wear so little?"

She has various talismans and talismans. Did he forget that she is half a craftsman?

Linghu Zhenzhen wanted to return her cloak, but she was a little reluctant to let it go. The warm fragrance of dried flowers and plants was covering her, which was the smell she liked.

Qin Xi was writing on white paper. The four words "Linghu Zhenzhen" were written beautifully and correctly by him, and the handwriting was much more rounder than before. He seemed to be quite satisfied. He held his chin and looked at it for a while, and gently touched the word "Zhenzhen" with his fingertips.

It seemed to be on her heart.

A warm feeling suddenly rose up around my neck - no, it was hot, it kept burning on my face, and there was a buzzing sound in my ears, maybe the sound of the wind or the heartbeat.

Qin Xi suddenly raised his hand and covered her forehead: "Is my face so red, Is it a fever?"

Maybe it's really a fever and a little dizzy.

He pushed her into the guest room, not knowing whether it was a threat or a deception: "Next time I don't sleep late at night and I will not take you anywhere."

What did he lead? He didn't even recognize the road.

Linghu Zhenzhen stared at the door being closed, and suddenly felt happy and lost.

For example, when she was in the deep mountains, every time she saw her uncle walking up the mountain road with a ray of sunlight, she was so happy and lost. She was happy to see him and because she gave too little warmth.

What's wrong?

She touched her face, and her passion remained, and it didn't fade for a long time.

*

Perhaps because the "contacting husband's family" mentioned in the previous review, the eight women rescued came to bid farewell to the monks one by one without waiting for their physical strength to recover. It was as Ye Xiaowan said, leaving quietly, for fear of being recognized.

At this point, the disappearance of the Lingfeng Lake woman, which started suddenly and ended suddenly, was completely concluded.

These days, the monks took turns to maintain the return to the Yuan Formation every day, and they were a little tired. Ye Xiaowan wanted to relax everyone and specially chose a sunny day with a beautiful sunshine and led them all the way to Lingfeng Mountain to relax.

After walking through an unmanned mountain road, I suddenly realized the brightness of my eyes, but I saw the flowers and trees on the hills layered and lush, pink, white and bright red. When I reached the depths of the flowers, a very clear and beautiful small lake fell on the edge of the steep cliff. The lake was narrow and long and curved like a hook moon. The breeze blew on the lake, and the fallen flowers were like snow, which was really refreshing.

Ye Xiaowan took the fishing rod and said with a smile: "This mountaintop lake is the real Lingfeng Lake, and tourists cannot come here. My senior sisters and I often come here to play. The fish in the lake are much more delicious than those at the foot of the mountain."

The southeastern mountain scenery is indeed well-known, with graceful mountains and water, and even the fish caught are beautiful.

Everyone caught dozens of fish in the afternoon. Ye Xiaowan chose eight of the most plump ones and slaughtered the scales on the spot. In order to make them have fun, she had already made all kinds of preparations, even bringing pots and pans, and then stewed fish soup directly by the lake.

When the soup is stewed well, the sunset is beautiful by the lakeside, and the red clouds are like fire. Facing such beautiful scenery and the delicious fish soup with snow-colored color, the monks did not feel at this time that the dust settled.

Seeing Linghu Zhenzhen leaning under the tree as if she was boneless, she looked like she was not full, but she didn't stand up. She knew that she must be in poor physical strength, so she immediately volunteered to serve her a strong bowl: "Sister Linghu, if you eat more, I'll serve you again if you don't have enough."

Zhao Zhen was so moved that his junior sister could take care of others: "Xiao Jiang is much more sensible than before."

Jiang Shu was a little unhappy: "I have always been very sensible. You are the senior brothers who are arrogant and arrogant."

As she said that, she gave Gu Caisheng another bowl and was still telling him about going to Sancai City.

Zhao Zhen took a deep breath, just say, "If the mountain doesn't come, I will go to the mountain." Since the junior sister wants to go out to play, he will take her to play so that she will not have any strange thoughts and distracting thoughts to affect her practice at such a young age.

He cleared his throat: "Although Lingfeng Lake has a wonderful landscape, it is not as convenient as staying in an inn. You saved my junior sister and dealt with Wen Jin again. I said I can't let go of anything. It happened that there was a grand sacrifice in Donglai City, Qingzhou in April. Please make sure to let me entertain you well."

Who wants to react the most intensely is Gu Cai: "Is the sacrifice in Donglai City a miracle of the ninth father-in-law Penglai?"

Zhao Zhen reluctantly said: "Yes, although the ninth father-in-law of Penglai is not famous, his miracle is unique. I believe you will not be disappointed. However, Brother Xianzhi wants to go back to the Sancai Sect?"

Gu Cai's eyes glowed: "It's the same when I send a message back. I have never seen the miracle of my father-in-law. I have been to Qingzhou for not having enough. Thank you for Brother Yu Fei's kind invitation and showing off his disrespect."

Zhao Zhen's head was getting bigger. He just wanted to disassemble Jiang Shu and him, and Gu Xianzhi was always fighting against him.

He sighed silently: "The Zhao family has a lot of industries near Donglai City. Since Miss Linghu needs to rest, it is better to go to Donglai City to rest. I think it is more comfortable than the inn, so Junior Sister Ye doesn't have to pay the room money all the time."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Xiaowan shook her hand repeatedly: "No, don't... I asked them to play, it's up to me!"

Zhou Jing did not let her go: "How much is the money for the family these days? Tell me."

He pinched a handful of small gold shells from his sleeve and asked, "Is it enough?"

Ye Xiaowan frowned: "Senior Brother Cong Hua, how can you make money from a customer?"

“It’s here for me.”

She laughed, "According to your principles, do you have to give money to Senior Brother Zhao? If you want to give money, I won't go."

Zhou Jing did not blame him: "I won't give him money, but you are different."

Ye Xiaowan's eyes flashed: "I understand, Senior Brother Cong Hua is more apart from me. OK, I'll accept the money for the room."

She picked up two golden shells and put them in her sleeves, but she heard him slowly say, "No. I am happy to come here and spend money. But I may not be happy to go to his place, so he must treat him."

Ye Xiaowan looked up, he neither turned around nor avoided, and his clear black and white eyes quietly looked at her.

This time it was finally Linghu Zhenzhen's turn to look at her eyes. When she heard them talking about the money for the house, she asked Ye Xiaowan: "Did you send the clothes on the soft collapse in my room?"

Ye Xiaowan suddenly came back to her senses and tried her best to clean up her voice: "Yes, it's me...Miss Linghu gave me a lot of talisman paper, and those rags were my gifts. They were all newly cut and they were also the styles you want to be convenient for movement. Do you like it?"

Not only do I like it, I like it so much. She discovered the clothes this morning, there are seven or eight pieces, neatly folded. She can make clothes and stew delicious fish soup. The bowl must be a genius. She really deserves to be a craftsman.

Linghu Zhenzhen took out two talismans from her sleeve and handed them over happily: "This is the incense-inducing talisman, for you."

The most expensive talisman in the simplified talisman! The market price is at least 100 taels of gold.

Ye Xiaowan was a little afraid to answer: "I can't afford it..."

"I just want to give it to you, don't pay it back."

Linghu Zhenzhen was as powerful as a rich man who threw money without blinking. Seeing Jiang Shu serving another bowl of soup, she also gave her two incense-induced talismans boldly. The innocent girl immediately cheered.

The last bit of bright colors of the sunset is gradually replaced by the ink blue night sky. The semi-circular moon climbs to the edge of the night, and the cool breeze gushes around.

The laughter finally stopped. Zhou Jing looked around, Ye Xiaowan was packing the tableware, Jiang Shu was holding the incense talisman and still talked to Gu Caiji, and Zhao Zhenzheng looked at them with dissatisfaction. Linghu fell asleep against the flower tree from afar, and Qin Xi had just taken off her cloak and covered her.

He walked over lightly and whispered: "Yuanxi, come here."

Qin Xi was not surprised and walked away with him and asked, "Do you want to talk about that Fairy Yingqiao?"

Zhou Jing looked cautious: "I have been thinking about her these days. I can tell the skills we practice and know Linghu's life experience. She is probably the remnant of the Demon Lord Changyuan."

Things are not good. If Linghu's life story is widely publicized by her and everyone knows, she will be afraid that there will be trouble.

Qin Xi shook his head: "Let's not talk about Yingqiao's sect that had existed more than ten years ago. Only if you can recruit monks like Wen Jin, that fairy is also a figure. In my opinion, maybe she was using Changyuan Demon Lord."

When he was in the Great Wilderness, the devil Changyuan was very strange about him and Zhou Jing. He had been unable to understand. When he met this mysterious Fairy Yingqiao, he had some enlightenment. There was 30%... no, 50% of the possibility that the Devil Changyuan was related to Fairy Yingqiao.

Who is the Fairy Yingqiao, it was hard to say for a moment, but he felt that the matter might be related to the power behind Linghu. The fairy exposed Linghu's life experience to Wen Jin, but asked to kill him and Cong Hua, which was very meaningful. Only the two of them in the Tai Shang vein are destined to be Pan Shensi. Moreover, her intention seemed to only want to leave Linghu, and most of them knew that Pan Shensi was on her.

Sure enough, he did not move and was about to move for convenience. The sudden appearance of Fairy Yingqiao was the first crack.

"I guess Fairy Yingqiao will not spread the Linghu incident." Qin Xi pulled her hair, "She didn't want to kill Linghu. Since Linghu Yu has so many enemies, she said it to make enemies for her. The enemy is secretly and I will see it. Let's wait and see."

Zhou Jing thought carefully: "Other don't go to Qingzhou. You won't notice the demonic energy under the miracle. Maybe the other party has any conspiracy. Moreover, Linghu is seriously injured, so if something happens again, it's a bad thing."

Of course, you have to go, how can you catch bigger fish if you don’t go?

Qin Xi's tone was very calm: "I will look down on her."

The moonlight was like water, and the ink-black Taiqing ring between his hair swayed slightly with his movements, turning into semi-transparent under the moonlight, with a very beautiful color.

Zhou Jing couldn't help but be surprised: "Why don't you wear a clear ring?"

Yuanxi often uses three extraordinary treasures: Yuqing ring, Shangqing ring, and Taiqing ring. Each one has no use.

The Jade Clear Ring can store huge spiritual energy and can also transform into a clear light flying blade, which is very useful in the Great Wilderness. But since he has returned to the Middle Earth, he should use the Shangqing Ring. After all, the evolution of the Wind and Thunder Technique is all inside, but he just wore the Taiqing Ring, which emits cold electricity. Because the murderous aura is too heavy, the master even deliberately explained that he used it less.

Qin Xi didn't call him a moment: "Give it to Linghu."

He gave the Shangqing ring to Linghu?!

Zhou Jing suddenly felt the smell and smiled horrifiedly: "You just... look at her tightly?"

Shangqing Huan is Yuan Xi’s most commonly used treasure. It has reached the point of being one with him. What he meant to Linghu was that he could find her wherever she was? He felt that he really wanted to re-examine the Ninth Junior Brother, how could he do these things calmly with a look?

But Qin Xi had neither tenderness nor sweetness, and her voice was very light, but it was very light: "Of course I have to watch her tightly."

Zhou Jing couldn't help but look at him more.

Although the gap between Yuan Xi and Linghu was like a pool of sticky hands, he always made him confused, but he always felt that it was because they were not enlightened. But now it is different. Yuan Xi is definitely not about his attitude towards liking women.

He felt something was wrong and finally put on his senior brother's appearance: "Yuanxi, I don't know what you think of Linghu and what relationship you want to maintain with her. But if you don't deal with her in your heart, you shouldn't be hiding with her with a smile on your face."

Qin Xi said slowly: "Who said I was not in dealing with her? She and I were friends in times of distress."

Friendship in distress?

Zhou Jing looked at his unraveled eyes and felt something was even more wrong: "I see, you should practice Wuwang method well."

Even if you practice ten thousand times without false Dharma, what's the use?

Qin Xi's gaze flew over Linghu Zhenzhen's sleeping face.

What kind of eyes would she have before she got Pan Shensi? What kind of lies did her lips say before she spoke bluntly? How could she drive the flying blade into her heart before she thought she was a craftsman?

The Linghu Zhenzhen in front of me is an illusory bubble created by Pan Shensi. She is ignorant and has no memory of the past.

The real Linghu Zhenzhen may be a cruel murder weapon, or she may be involved in a huge conspiracy, or she may be as smart and cunning as Master said.

He was attracted by the short dream bubble, and followed his instinct to deceive himself and suddenly realized that when the Pan Shen Si was retrieved, the bubble would be broken.

He has been trying to postpone the death situation, which is really sad.

However, how can you fly in the sky while stepping on bubbles? Everything is ultimately false.

It’s better not to think deeply. Friends in times of distress are very good. His mind can breathe, and he can regain the future Pan Shen Si, and he can also be more neat and straightforward.
Chapter completed!