The group pets the little fisherman, she has a lot of happy events

Chapter 500 Past events, the master of Lingyun sect

"Okay, I'm not moving, I'm not moving, I'm just sitting on the bed."

Instead of being angry, Lin Jingcheng smiled, playing tricks on purpose, straightened his back and remained motionless.

Ye Xiuyan put down the tray, picked up the porcelain bowl and handed it to him.

Someone blinked innocently, aggrieved.

My sister wouldn't let me move and couldn't eat.

Ye Xiuyan understood his thoughts in seconds, and she was angry and funny: "Okay, tell me a few words, you still have to seduce yourself, are you deliberately against me? Well, you don't want to eat dinner, just take it away." .”

"Hey, sister, don't be angry, I eat what I eat."

With quick eyes and quick hands, Lin Jingcheng grabbed the porcelain bowl and held it in his arms.

The action of holding the bowl carefully and guarding against it is like an old hen protecting its calf.

Ye Xiuyan glared at him for a few seconds and couldn't help laughing angrily.

"Sister laughed, are you not angry?"

Lin Jingcheng laughed, and moved forward tentatively.

A light and faint medicinal fragrance poured into the tip of her nose, Ye Xiuyan subconsciously held her breath, straightened her back, and pulled a little distance away from him.

"younger sister."

Seeing her small movements, Lin Jingcheng was troubled by the black belly factor in his heart, and thought of teasing her again.

He moved forward again, enlarged his handsome face, and almost touched the tip of her nose.

Ye Xiuyan's thick and long eyelashes trembled, she suddenly smiled playfully, and with a bang, her forehead hit the bridge of his nose.

"Ouch."

A certain elder son asked for trouble, his nose hurt from the bump, and he almost burst into tears.

"Humph."

Ye Xiuyan raised her eyebrows arrogantly, and teased him in turn: "Playing with this girl, you are still too young, if you dare to tease me wantonly, next time you will hit the bridge of your nose."

"Cough cough."

A certain elder son lifted a rock and hit his own foot, feeling depressed and wanting to vomit blood.

The corners of Shi Shu and Shi Jian's mouths twitched, silently lighting a candle for him.

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A dinner, joking and joking, fighting and squabbling, but it's also enjoyable to eat.

Delicious food makes up for someone's regret of not being able to eat breakfast, and also relieves the sad reminder of a sour nose.

"younger sister."

After Lin Jingcheng had a full meal, he regained his energy, and the conversation gradually got to the point: "You may have guessed who is behind the scenes, poisoning and plotting against you?"

"If I'm not wrong, the Heart-Eating Cup should be related to Xue flounder."

Ye Xiuyan's pretty face darkened, and her eyes were deep: "When he injured Brother Lin, the eggs entered your body along the wound, lurking in the blood, waiting for the opportunity to move."

"Damn it, damn old man, it's too cheap to kill him with one sword."

"Such a frenzied person should be skinned and cramped, and his body should be shredded into pieces."

Shi Shu and Shi Jian gritted their teeth in resentment that Xue Yu had injured the prince.

Lin Jingcheng frowned, doubtful: "Xue flounder is dead, but the worm is still alive, so it can be seen that the mother worm is not on him, and he is not the real mastermind behind the scenes."

"You guessed right."

Ye Xiuyan's eyes were deep and filled with hatred: "The person who really wants to harm me is not him, but someone else."

Lin Jingcheng looked shocked: "My sister knows who it is?"

"Yes."

Ye Xiuyan's eyes were deep, with a hint of sarcasm: "Sect Master of Lingyun Sect, Xue Liang."

"Why did he want to kill you?"

Lin Jingcheng looked puzzled: "Although the Lingyun Sect is not as good as Xiaoyao, the three top sects of Kunlun and Wuji Palace are also well-known among the hundreds of immortal sects, with three thousand disciples and countless believers."

"As the suzerain, Xue Liang has always presented himself as a modest gentleman. He is very popular in the world of cultivating immortals. Why can't he get along with you alone, and make a cup of murder, vowing to kill you?"

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