Kendo Venom

Chapter 2133 Night End
Ning Ling'er couldn't see any panic on her face, so she let Su Xuan hold her tightly, and after a while, she looked at him:
"Have you touched enough?"

He wanted to provoke her, but the punch was still like hitting cotton, and it still didn't help.

Su Xuanyi withdrew his palms in despair, and sat upright without saying a word, neither speaking nor cooperating.

In the end, Ning Ling'er actually bent down. With her rich body in the abyss of the demon world, she actually committed herself to wash up for a "smelly man" from the Central Territory.

Although Ning Ling'er's movements were still a little rusty, she still finished the last step quietly.

Su Xuan couldn't help but sighed, and said, "Why is that so?"

"Why do you insist?" Ning Ling'er put the towel on the side of the basin, looked at him with purple pupils, and asked in a low voice.

The two of them were still the same as they were a few days ago, neither could convince the other, and they couldn't even change the other's mind at all.

In the beginning, Su Xuan could just lie down as he should, because he saved Ning Ling'er's life, and she repaid her life-saving grace, so it's understandable to do some things to serve her.

But for these few days in a row, he came here like this, and he also began to feel an indescribable awkwardness in his heart.

This approach does not seem to be repaying a favor, but more like... showing her stubbornness without any scruples.

As long as it is to win her into the abyss of the devil world where she is, she seems to be able to do anything.

The more she was like this, the more depressed Su Xuan felt.

In order to win him over to join, he can wrong himself to do this. In case this trick happens, he will have to do other things by himself in the future...

Su Xuan couldn't imagine how he would reject Ning Ling'er at that time?
Either never let go, or once there is one, there will be endless countless times.

Su Xuandao: "Since you have investigated my origin, you must also know that my bizarre resurrection in this life is unusual, and I am destined not to follow the same path as ordinary people."

"I have already predicted that my future and my destiny will not be left to my own choice. I may have a great mission in this life. Because of this, I don't want to arbitrarily involve my cause and effect on others body."

Ning Ling'er smiled and said: "I just asked you to join us, so why is cause and effect involved? Could it be that you really want to be my son-in-law?"

"Ah……"

Su Xuan shook his head, with irony flashing in his eyes, his eyes fell on the window, looked at the bird that had just landed and then flew away in a hurry, and said softly: "Even these birds in the secret realm know Where you don’t belong, you should keep your distance.”

"My fate and my life are doomed that I cannot have anything to do with your demon world, so Miss Ning, I kindly advise you, you should die as soon as possible, if you insist on picking someone... "

"Actually, that friend of mine is quite good. His way of talisman seals ranks very high among the young people in Zhongyu. If he cultivates it carefully, he will become stronger and more terrifying."

Ning Ling'er listened quietly all the time, until Su Xuan finished speaking, she raised the water basin from the front of the bed and walked out of the cave.

"What do you want for lunch?" She seemed to be asking Su Xuan, but she had already walked out of the cave before the latter could reply.

……

After leaving the cave, Ning Ling'er's face became extremely cold again.

She walked forward for a certain distance, and directly threw the basin away. Right in front of her, a masked servant was half-kneeling and waiting obediently.

"Is this your good idea?" Ning Ling'er asked coldly.

The masked man trembled all over, then clasped his fists and bowed his head, and said in a deep voice: "As long as you show enough sincerity, you will definitely be able to impress that guy. Although he hasn't made up his mind now, maybe his heart has already been shaken..."

"Don't worry, stay with him for a few more days, maybe he will ask to join us without you asking."

Ning Ling'er frowned slightly, her icy eyes swept across the opponent, and then she said: "I will trust you one last time, if this method is ineffective, you will know how to get punished. "

After she finished speaking, she snorted heavily, turned around and left.

The masked subordinate kept bowing his head until Ning Ling'er's sight disappeared, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He could indeed be regarded as half of the "princess's" think tank, but in the past Ning Ling'er usually asked some questions about how to cultivate, other than that, it was to discuss some plans and how to deal with a certain enemy.

But like now, ask yourself how to make Su Xuan feel good about her, and take the initiative to stick to her...

This kind of thing is actually not good at all.

But as Ning Ling'er's loyal stalwart, he had no choice but to help out with ideas, but he had no idea whether the idea would be useful or not.

After all, the method he mentioned is something that ordinary wives would do, but Ning Ling'er...

He can only hope that this guy Su Xuan is not a lump of elm, he can get enlightened earlier, as long as he relaxes his tone, he can avoid punishment.

At night, Ning Ling'er came back from elsewhere and passed this person again.

She looked at the subordinates of the dead soldiers who were bowing their heads to the ground all the time, and said, "Get up and talk."

So the man raised his head, and a mask emerged under the moonlight, with seven bloodstains carved on the black and white mask.

Although he is not the strongest dead soldier, his status is not low.

"Ye Ya, you came up with this idea, then tell me again... Those ordinary wives, besides taking care of their husband's daily life, do they have other things to do?"

The originally icy pretty face was quietly stained with a blush when talking about this matter.

She has read some story books, but they were all tricked by her playmates when she was a child. Some of those friends in the boudoir later married, and some of them left the devil world to fight in the world. In the end, only she was left.

But Ning Ling'er had never learned this knowledge from a master before, and now she was a little embarrassed when asked for the first time.

As Ning Ling'er's dead soldiers, these masked subordinates not only feared her and respected her in the past, but in fact, everyone had a more or less favorable impression of this "Princess" Highness in their hearts.

Even if they could only see His Highness wearing a veil forever, those eyes alone were enough to stir their hearts.

As a dead warrior, almost everyone has fantasized that if one day they can win the favor of Ning Ling'er, and become a Taoist partner with such a stunning beauty who combines status, talent, learning, and appearance, what a lucky thing it would be.

But later, as that person gave them more and more orders, they learned more and more things.

Until the end, every dead soldier will bury the touch of love in the deepest part of his heart.

Such a peerless and independent woman, what man in the world can match her?

I thought it would be like this all my life, even if I couldn’t get it, fortunately, I can still be her savior, silently paying for her, even risking my own life, as long as I can get a smile from her, or even a smile. The affirmative look is worth it.

But Ning Ling'er's attitude towards Su Xuan, as well as the weird questions she kept asking these days, each touched Ye Ya's heartstrings.

He can become half a think tank, so what can't be seen?

Even if it's for the sake of wooing her, the woman she loves in her heart is so extraordinary that no man should be worthy of her existence, yet she is willing to commit herself to being a wife at this time, just to impress that man?

At this moment, Ye Ya's heart was shaken.

He suddenly came up with the worst solution, making Su Xuan and Ning Ling'er completely estranged from each other.

In that way, His Highness will never think about Su Xuan's affairs again, and from now on... he will still put himself, the dead, as the most important thing.

"I'm asking you something."

When he was in a trance, Ning Ling'er's cold and impatient voice interrupted his imagination abruptly.

(End of this chapter)