The ugly girl wants to be promoted to immortal

Chapter 156 Emotional
"Hmph! If you like it, take it." Leng Yun gave Wan Jian a red look, turned and walked into the cave.

"Sister Xue'er, your sweetheart is here." Qiqi trotted up to Xue'er, looking at her with a wicked smile on his face.

"I can tell you not to mention my past." Xue'er solemnly warned.

Xue'er traveled from the cave to the back mountain, but saw the back mountain was beautiful, and the stream was crystal clear. She smiled slightly, sprinkled with delicate flowers, and flew into the water.

Leng Yun chased after him all the way, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he turned around avoiding it.

"I don't know why the young master is looking for me?" Xue'er smiled lightly, like a lotus emerging from water, shy and charming.

"I'll pay you back the red water chestnut." Leng Yun took another look at the red water chestnut in his hand, then threw it behind him.

Xue'er flew up and took Hong Ling in her hand, then walked slowly behind Leng Yun.

The slender jade hands wrapped around Leng Yun's back and around her neck, and slowly moved towards his chest.

"If you're touching me, don't blame me for being rude." Leng Yun grabbed the hand in front of him, closed his eyes slightly, and then pushed the person behind him away.

"Sure enough, you don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, no wonder even your good brother said that about you, you can see that my arm is red from being squeezed by you." Xue'er walked in front of Leng Yun, opened her sleeves, but saw that there was a tear on her wrist. A red seal.

"I didn't mean it." Leng Yun glanced at her and quickly turned his back, because he felt his body reacted and became hot.

Xue'er was only covered with a thin layer of silk clothes, her white and flawless skin was faintly visible, her nostrils were faintly scented, her shy face was so delicate and charming, it was extremely provocative, even Leng Yun seemed unable to stand the hesitation and became restless.

"Why don't you dare to open your eyes and look at me?" Xue'er walked up to Leng Yun again, wrapped her hands around his neck, and kissed the shirt lightly with her thin lips.

"Are you like this to all men?" Leng Yun took Xue'er's hand away, waved to bring the clothes, and put them on her body.

Xue'er smiled brightly: "No, it's just for the man I like."

"Then how many men do you like?" Leng Yun asked blankly, but he was a little nervous in his heart. He was very surprised why he asked such a question, which seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"Guess?" Xue'er put on her clothes and walked in front of Leng Yun, her shy face was as delicate as a blooming snow lotus, and she stuffed Hongling into his arms.

Leng Yun completely lost himself at this moment. Suddenly, the person in front of him seemed to become the woman he liked, and his hands unconsciously wrapped around her slender waist.

"Little taro, it's really you, where did you go, why can't I find you?"

Xue'er was slightly taken aback, feeling the warmth of Leng Yun's embrace, and her hands slowly embraced him.

Leng Yun suppressed the emotions in his heart, buried his head deeply into Xueer's hair, and the fragrance was charming. He reached out and lightly picked Xueer's chin, bowed his head and kissed it.

Xue'er cooperated with Leng Yun's kiss, but suddenly bit his lips. The slight pain made Leng Yun wake up, and he pushed the person in his arms away again.

"Little taro? Is that the unruly woman from last time?" Xue'er smiled inexplicably, her tone was contemptuous, and she didn't seem to take this person seriously at all.

Leng Yun didn't answer her question, he just wondered why he acted like that.

"Here's the thing, I'm leaving." Leng Yun took Hongling out of his arms again, but this time he only handed it gently to Xue'er.

"If you don't like it, throw it away." Xue'er seemed a little angry, and turned to leave with a flick of her sleeves.

Leng Yun looked at the back of her leaving, and his heart moved again.

"I really didn't expect you to be such a person, and you keep saying that you are dedicated, and that's all." Wan Jianyihong found Leng Yun, with contempt on his face.

Leng Yun gave Wan Jian a red look, ignored his words, then turned and left.

"Leng Yun, stop, if you fail Xiaoyu, I will definitely not let you go..."

When Leng Yun returned to the church, Han Xiangling got out from nowhere, covered in scars, which looked like scars from being stung by some powerful bee swarm.

"Brother Yun, save me, that dead girl Konjac wants to kill me, what do you think I have been made by her?" Han Xiangling hugged Leng Yun's arm with a face full of fear, and turned to look at it from time to time, as if Afraid that konjac will appear suddenly.

"She really did it?" Leng Yun couldn't believe his eyes. Although Konjac hated Han Xiangling very much and liked to punish people, he had never done such a vicious hand before.

"Why am I lying to you? Help me, my face hurts and itches, she wants to disfigure me." Han Xiangling scratched her face again as she spoke, as if it was unbearably itchy.

Leng Yun stopped her hand and took her to meet Lu Yeming.

"Ye Ming, what kind of bee stung this?" Leng Yun looked at Lu Yeming without saying a word, and asked worriedly as he carefully applied the medicine to Han Xiangling.

"This is not stung by a bee at all. This is a more powerful poisonous insect called poisonous dimple. It looks very docile on the surface, but in fact it is a kind of black-hearted insect with a hidden knife on its smiling face. People who get stung have constant itching. Scratch the whole body, the wound will gradually expand, the toxin will penetrate into the flesh, and finally the flesh and blood will rot and die."

Han Xiangling got goosebumps all over her body when she heard Lu Yeming's explanation. Fortunately, she came back in time and witty, otherwise she would have died directly under this poisonous insect.

"You take good care of her, I'll go find Xiaoyu." Leng Yun turned and left Leng Yunjiao.

At the fortune teller's house, Konjac was learning medical skills from the fortune teller, but Leng Yun broke in.

"Little taro, come out with me." Leng Yun didn't say anything about entering the room, and angrily pulled Konjac out of the gate.

"Yun, what are you doing? Did I do something wrong?" Konjac looked at Leng Yun innocently, with a pitiful and wronged look.

"Let me ask you, is it you who stung Xiang Ling with poisonous dimples?" Leng Yun was indifferent to her pretending to be pitiful, and he could have pampered her before, but now he felt that she was hopeless.

Seeing that Leng Yun was really angry, Konjac lowered his head slightly, with tears in his eyes: "Who told you not to play with me, you either stay in the classroom every day, or you are with Han Xiangling, I am very jealous, you know?"

Leng Yun frowned when he heard Konjac's cry, he turned and left a little upset.

"Brother Yun, what's the matter recently? He and Xiaoyu have been arguing all the time." Nangong Jin seemed to be talking to himself, or to the giant beside him.

After Leng Yun left, she actually went to Yunhu Lake. For some reason, she couldn't forget Xueer's figure in her mind.

The love of a lifetime was promised, but it turned into a cloud in a blink of an eye.

When Leng Yun was in a trance, there was the sound of fighting on the sea, and when he looked up, the beautiful figure made his heart tremble.

"Beauty, your kung fu is really good, I want to see if you can escape my drunken dream."

Leng Yun looked at the smirking face on the opposite side and felt extremely disgusted. The so-called drunkenness like a dream is nothing more than a kind of evil kung fu. It is said that people who are hit by this kung fu will lose themselves. It is completely in accordance with the practitioner's mind Doing everything, including dead bodies, is completely under control.

(End of this chapter)