The Vicious Female Partner Was So Angry That She Cried

These days, Tan Xing had a very hard time. She went to Ruan Lutang’s room every night to peek the "Locking Heart Sutra". In order to prevent Ruan Lutang from becoming suspicious, she still pretended to meditate during the day to understand the Hunyuan Mind. She took the time to stay in Yuanyang. The palace wandered around to explore the terrain.

The end of the game is that at this moment, she is trying to stay awake against the two huge dark circles, and she can't wait to directly support her eyelids with her hands to prevent them from fighting.

When Yan Xing's head hung down for the third time, Ruan Lutang finally couldn't see it: "Why are you so sleepy and haven't slept all night?"

She stretched out her index finger to push Yan Xing's forehead, trying to make her lift her head. Ruan Lutang didn't use much effort, but Yan Xing's whole body became unsteady, and she was pushed all over.

Although it was a little bit different from what she expected, but the different routes were the same. Yan Xing instantly awoke, got up from the ground, and opened her mouth to curse, to see which one was not long-eyed disturbing her dream.

"Do-" She stared at the opposite side angrily, and just uttered a word, she saw Ruan Lutang with a concerned look on her face. Before she had time to swear, the swear words suddenly stuck in her throat, and she couldn't get in, making her feel uncomfortable.

If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan. Finally, Yan Xing swallowed his saliva and swallowed the dirty words incidentally. His tone and eyes were in sync with a 180-degree turn: "I feel a little dizzy in my head. Maybe I forgot to close the window last night. I was invaded by the coolness and caught the cold. ."

While talking, Tan Xing silently knelt down on the futon, with a deliberate and conspicuous smirk, how well-behaved and well-behaved.

"Suffering from the cold?" Ruan Lutang frowned, looking at Yanxing, who was not blushing and his head was not hot, "Xiuxian's body is strong and invaded by all diseases. It's just that you didn't close the window all night, did you catch the wind and cold? "

"..." Yan Xing lowered his head and secretly rolled his eyes, then clenched his fist to block his mouth and coughed heavily, pinching out a weak voice, "Master knows something, but Yan Xing's body has always been weak, with serious illnesses. Constantly. Although I have practiced immortality, my root cause has fallen since I was young, and I can't blow the wind and can't stand the cold."

"what!"

Can't blow the wind, can't stand the cold, open the window at night and catch the wind-cold star. When the sword flew for thousands of miles, it looked alive and kicking, and there was no discomfort at all.

Ruan Lutang just wanted to remind her that making up nonsense should be realistic, but suddenly thinking of something, the corners of her mouth quietly cocked.

"That's it," Ruan Lutang clenched his fist to his lips, coughing lightly to cover his smile, "I read "Hundred Medicines Miscellaneous Notes" for the teacher a few days ago, which contains prescriptions for treating various intractable diseases."

Speaking of this, Ruan Lutang paused for a moment. Tan Xing knew nothing about the tragic consequences he was about to face, and praised with a wink: "Master is really involved in a wide range of disciplines. The disciples are only studying the Hunyuan Mind Method and Locking-the exercises they come into contact with are already exhausted. It is true. It's ashamed."

Ruan Lutang nodded in satisfaction, and continued the topic just now: "It just so happens that I saw one of the prescriptions for improving physical fitness for the teacher, and it is very suitable for you."

"Huh?" Shaoxing's eyes were slightly dull, but he was not sleepy at all, and looked at Ruan Lutang blankly.

"Although the scent of the decoction is disgusting," Ruan Lutang pretended not to see Yan Xing's face sinking so much that he could squeeze out the water, and said to Yan Xing confidently, "But Yan Xing, your heart is tough, this A small concession is not enough for you, right?"

Shaoxing did not say a word, looking at the peach tree ahead.

A bird was startled to fly, causing the branches to tremble, and the peach blossoms slowly fell.

There was a thin layer of petals on the ground, curled at the edges, half-rotted gray-black.

She looked back again, Ruan Lutang was still looking at her tenderly: "Right?"

The spirit that had just picked up by Tan Xing suddenly disappeared, and her neck shrank, and she replied with a long, reluctant tone: "Yes."

"Very good," Ruan Lutang stretched out his hand and rubbed Tan Xing's bun into a mess, and he wanted to behave like a teacher. "Since you are my disciple, I think I'm bothering you for you."

"As a teacher, I'll make soup for you, Tanxing, you meditate here first."

It is disrespectful to let Master make soup for himself under non-special circumstances. It stands to reason that Tan Xing should stop Ruan Lutang with sincerity and fear. But when she thought that she had to drink the unpleasant and unpleasant medicinal soup for some reason, she was a hundred unhappy in her heart.

It's not that she's never done anything disrespectful. Ruan Lutang has slept in her bed so many times she has been asleep. What's the big deal in letting her boil a medicine for herself!

Thinking of this, Tan Xing immediately stayed in place with confidence, and even had to tell Ruan Lutang every inch of it: "The disciple is most afraid of hardship, so please bring me some candied fruit when you come."

Ruan Lutang smiled, smiling more like a fox than Shaoxing: "Remember."

She walked out of the Wanxing Building, but did not rush to the kitchen, but turned a corner and walked towards the conference hall.

There was only Yan Ruiguang in the hall, with thick eyebrows furrowed and a solemn expression. Although the majesty of the whole body was still there, the new white hair on the sideburns betrayed his inner anxiety.

"Palace Master." Ruan Lutang bowed his salute in an orderly manner.

Yan Ruiguang gave an empty hand and said with a smile: "There are only two of us, the younger sister does not have to be so polite."

"Senior brother," Ruan Lutang changed his words steadily and asked, "I have been convened in such a hurry, I don't know why?"

"Does the junior sister know about the stolen spirit key?" Yan Ruiguang observed Ruan Lutang's face and laughed at himself, "I tried to conceal such a big thing, it is really fantastic."

"This incident has already been heard. In recent days, I found that someone was sneaky and behaving abnormally. After torture of words and deeds, I learned that he was actually the undercover of the Demon Clan who inserted into my Yuanyang Palace!"

"What's worse is that he is not the only one. But there are too many things at the moment, and there is no time to investigate carefully. If the spirit key is stolen by the demon undercover, what should be done." Yan Ruiguang repeatedly patted the seat handle. , Sighs can smash through the floor tiles.

Ruan Lutang listened silently, and waited for Yan Ruiguang to finish speaking sternly and sternly, before he said: "Brother, don't worry, I know who steals the key."

"You know?" Yan Ruiguang looked at Ruan Lutang sharply and shouted, "Who is it!"

Ruan Lutang remained unmoved, and said quietly: "It doesn't matter who it is, I only know that she will never do anything against Yuanyang, that's enough."

"It won't be bad for Yuanyang? How do you know!" Yan Ruiguang stared at Ruan Lutang, and asked, "Neither was it to deal with Yuanyang Palace, why did that person steal the key? Junior sister, what are you and that person? Relationship, why are you still defending him at this time?"

"It's Yunhong? No, it's not right. He has been by my side these days, and he hasn't noticed anything unusual."

"It's not Yunhong, the younger sister is so caring, can it be... Yan Xing?" Yan Ruiguang's gaze was like a hook, and he brutally scratched Ruan Lutang's face, tearing off her disguise, leaving her emotions nowhere. Can be hidden.

"Yan Xing," these two words passed through Yan Ruiguang's mouth, as if he had been chewed and eaten into his stomach, "It turned out to be this yellow-haired girl."

"It's her," Ruan Lutang admitted readily, "but please don't worry about the palace lord. I guarantee that she will not and cannot be detrimental to Yuanyang Palace."

"You guarantee, what guarantee do you take?"

"Guaranteed with my life." Ruan Lutang looked up at him, saying every word.

"You..." Yan Ruiguang was dumbfounded, "Why are you so relieved of her?"

…

On the other side, as soon as Ruan Lutang walked on his front foot, Yan Xing got up on his hind foot. She yawned unscrupulously, and lay on her back in Ruan Lutang's hammock.

Tan Xing closed his eyes and squinted for a while, opened his eyes before slipping into the darkness of the sky, shook the hammock skillfully, and leisurely took out a paper crane from his arms, poured his subtle spiritual energy into it, and spoke with pride. : "Master, disciple Yanxing, yesterday my disciple found a secret place on the back mountain of Yuanyang Palace..."

The hammock swayed, her eyes swayed, and finally locked on the tree full of peach blossoms.

The peach trees in the Wanxing Building are nourished by spiritual power and are undefeated all year round, as if they have been fixed by time forever in the moment of blooming flowers.

Shaoxing is not an arty person, and never does wine and flower appreciation. She has always regarded this peach tree as a pink curtain, and she has never watched it carefully.

But even so, she knew that these peach blossoms shouldn't be like this.

Regardless of those hanging on the branches or those floating down, without exception, the edges of the petals shrank and curled in a circle of gray and black, as if they were mixed with countless ink drops in the pink sky.

The peach tree, frozen by time, was aging and ruined again in silence.

Yan Xing looked at it for a while, don't open his eyes. Where is the undefeated flower in the world?

But she was still in a daze for a moment, and when she spoke again, her voice dyingly fell: "Yesterday the disciple found a secret passage on the back mountain of Yuanyang Palace, leading to the underground of the Chamber. How to deal with it, please let the master and the demon decide. ."

Yan Xing let go of the paper crane, and the bird made of paper swirled out of the cracks in the peach branches, staggering and knocking down many flowers. Yan Xing glanced a few times, and abruptly looked away like a needle pierced, but there was a few secret guilt in his heart.

Therefore, even if Ruan Lutang didn't bring her the candied fruit, the soup medicine was so bitter that people and gods were angry, and Yan Xing obediently drank the medicine without leaving a mouthful. However, she was a little absent-minded.

Ruan Lutang followed Yan Xing's line of sight, her eyes fell on the petals, and she whispered: "This is because of the rapid growth of the Demon Venerable cultivation base, the overflow of devil energy, and the invasion of miasma."

Yan Xing gave a dull "Yeah".

"The battle between the Demon Race and Yuanyang Palace is about to start. It is really going to start. Every plant and tree in Yuanyang will be harmed, and it is hard to protect yourself." Ruan Lutang stood beside Yan Xing, supporting her shoulders and said in a loud voice, " All we can do is to protect Yuanyang to the death."

Tan Xing bit his lip and repeated awkwardly: "The disciple will swear to the death to protect Yuanyang."

Just a casual sentence, making Ruan Lutang happy. When Yan Xing thought this way, Ruan Lutang suddenly spoke.

"I'm sorry, Yanxing." Ruan Lutang fixedly looked at her, the emotions in his eyes were unpredictable, "You just lost Qingyan, I didn't expect to be so soon, you will be involved in the dispute between Yuanyang Palace and Demon Venerable again. In it."

Shaoxing was stunned for a while, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, Yan Xing's dissatisfaction and resentment towards her seemed to have disappeared, replaced by an unspeakable sour taste.

She is actually the one who provoked the dispute...

Yan Xing felt her face hot, she bent down suddenly, retched violently, and tears came out of her eyes.

But her consciousness is extremely clear.

"It's too late, revenge has already begun."

The author has something to say: I fell asleep with the code and the code for two days, orz with my eyes closed.

Today is better. It was half past one when I woke up. It felt like DDL went to sleep in a hurry. It was scary.

Thank you for 1 bottle of Altaïr's nutrient solution, grumble, I hope I don’t get sleepy after drinking pls