Hang Yanling lowered his head slowly.

Her voice is fragile, delicate, and soft.

"real……"

"what……"

"You do not know……"

"I don't know what!?!"

The poor young man was about to burst into tears. He was trembling all over, scared... and a little looking forward.

His face was red up to the ears.

Hang Yanling swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"I really... tried my best..."

"Trying to—what?"

"You don't know... when Xiao Qiuyu's little hands are rubbing on her back... how refreshing it is."

Fu Tianqing was taken aback.

Hang Yanling trembled and trembled all over.

Her moist eyes widened.

"I really tried my best to break away from Xiao Qiuyu, but I couldn't... Do you know how moist your fiancée's little hands are!!"

Hang Yanling raised her head, immorality and joy intertwined on her ruddy face:

"I really want to take care of your emotions, but, but I really can't take it anymore, brother, listen to me, I won't lie to you! Xiao Qiuyu's little hand is really good, my nosebleed just stopped , those small hands, and the pair that Wei Wei might touch my back when I take a shower—ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"……go out……"

"Brother, listen to me, when she takes a bath, she starts from the back side and goes all the way down your cervical spine—"

"go out--"

"Then use your fingers to gently press along your spine, slowly starting towards your two ribs—"

"Hang Yanling, get out of here!!!!!!!!!"

The roar of the young Fu Tianqing could almost lift the whole house up.

His anger and murderous aura filled his pupils with blood, and electric arcs began to pop up around him.

Hang Yanling was hit by the electric arc, took two steps back, brushed her hair, and looked confused.

"Hey buddy, why are you in a hurry??"

"Get out!!!!!!!!!"

Fu Tianqing, with a green complexion, pointed at the door of the room tremblingly, every hair on his head stood on end.

Hang Yanling also stood up, at a loss for what to do: "What are you in a hurry for... Shall I share it with you? Hey, it's really cool, I won't lie to you—"

"Get out!!! Or I'll kill you! Even if you let your master and the four sisters go to bed together, I will kill you!!!!"

"Good things need to be shared, I was thinking that this is not to tell you how cool it is, so as to encourage and encourage you—"

Fu Tianqing pulled out the bloody knife stuck in the whetstone with a "clang", and pointed at the tip of Hang Yanling's nose: "Disappear from my eyes!!!!!!"

"Why aren't you happy?"

Hang Yanling scratched her hair inexplicably: "Okay, let me go, really, who is it..."

Fu Tianqing grabbed Hang Yanling's collar with one hand, and clutched the knife in the other hand. She kicked the door open with a creak, and was about to throw Hang Yanling out, but found a girl with a kind smile standing outside the door.

It was Yan Qiuyu, the bathing sage whom Hang Yanling had just touted.

Fu Tianqing, who was holding Hang Yanling, withdrew her hand like an electric shock.

"Ah, little, little Qiuyu...?"

"Brother Fu, ah, and Ling'er? Junior sister won't go back to her room, why are you here?"

Yan Qiuyu blinked softly, smiling like a spring breeze: "Junior Sister, you just took a shower, although the weather is not so cold, but you still catch a cold if you walk around at night, you should pay attention to your body, after all, you were still cold when you just took a shower. Nosebleed."

Hang Yanling smiled awkwardly, and tidied up her clothes: "I, I'm fine. Senior sister, why are you here?"

"I'll see if Brother Fu is living here well, and if there's anything you need... Then again, Junior Sister, what are you doing in Brother Fu's room?"

In a moment, Yan Qiuyu's smile changed from a warm spring breeze to a severe winter frost.

"And Brother Fu... What are you doing with the knife in your hand?"

"Ah, I, this, she, she, with you, wash, take a bath..."

Fu Tianqing's green face instantly turned pale again, stammering and incoherent.

Yan Qiuyu narrowed his eyes: "We are sisters from the same family, so it's normal to take a bath together, and please don't just find any reason to do something to my junior sister... Do you understand, Master Fu Jia?"

Yan Qiuyu's address has changed from Brother Fu to Second Young Master Fu Tianqing.

The young man Fu Tianqing felt that his heart, which was still beating just now... suddenly stopped.

Even with him, the whole person can't wait to split.

"Xiao Qiuyu!! Sister, listen to my explanation, listen to my explanation!"

Fu Tianqing, a strong young genius who once shocked the White Jiao of Wanshou Mountain with his perseverance and bravery, and was sincerely subdued by him

At this time, like a wronged species, calling the heavens and the earth not working, he could only glared at Hang Yanling with incomparably loathing eyes.

And Hang Yanling, who was glared at, stood in the middle rubbing his hands with a dazed expression.

Gan!

I will kill you! !

Chapter No.16 must be done by you!

At the end of the matter, Yan Qiuyu still slept in the ward.

After all, there was no way to tell Yan Qiuyu that he didn't remember where the original room was.

For safety reasons, Yan Qiuyu insisted on staying in another ward with Hang Yanling.

In this way, the three people with complicated relationships spent a sleepless night for each other.

In the early morning of the next day, what woke Hang Yanling up was the violent knocking on the door.

"What are you doing so early in the morning..."

The wooden door of the ward was knocked on the door with a strong rhythm like a funeral, and there was a female voice shouting outside the door: "Hang Yanling! Get out of here!!!"

Immersed in deep sleepiness, Hang Yanling stretched greatly, rolled off the bed, dragged her shoes and opened the door of the room.

A girl with eyes closed and a sharp expression stood at the door of the room, about the same age as Hang Yanling, wearing a purple gauze skirt, but before Hang Yanling could see the appearance of the person in front of her, she suddenly felt a flash of palm wind.

"Snapped!"

Hang Yanling received a solid slap on the face.

The girl at the door stared and shouted: "Hang Yanling, you bastard—"

Before the girl could finish her words, her throat was suddenly stabbed by Hang Yanling's backhand with a hand knife. Before she could catch her breath, Hang Yanling quickly punched her diaphragm on the abdomen, and pinched her arm with the other hand It was twisted to the anti-joint position, and she fell to the ground with a plop.

"Ugh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The girl let out a miserable cry, and woke up Hang Yanling who was still awake and in a daze.

Looking at the girl who was pressed under her with one hand, Hang Yanling blinked, raised her other hand to touch her face which was red from a slap, lowered her head and asked, "It's so early in the morning, why did you call me so suddenly?" people?"

"Cough, cough, cough...cough...Hang Yanling...you bastard—"

"Don't worry, don't worry, if you have something to say-"

Hang Yanling let go of the girl with an inexplicable expression on her face, and pulled her up. At the same time, she also noticed that there were three girls in purple gauze skirts standing not far away, each with shocked and angry faces. They came with this slapping sister.

what……

Speaking of which, aren't these the ones who threw stones that day?

Hang Yanling yawned and rubbed his eyes: "Hey——you saw it, it was her who made the first move. It's easy to discuss everything, and it's boring to do it."

The girl who was attacked by Hang Yanling held her throat, surprised at Hang Yanling's different way of speaking.

According to Hang Yanling's habit in the past, she had already started to sneer at this time.

But the current situation is not much better than cynicism!

"Hang Yanling, cough... you bastard! Junior Sister Yaxuan, cough... I just said a few words to you, but you are so deadly!!"

The girl clutched her throat, accusing Hang Yanling of the crime with difficulty.

Hang Yanling looked puzzled, and she had just woken up, and her brain hadn't fully recovered yet, so she just nodded dully: "Ah... But you also smashed my head with a stone that day."

The chaos of the few people woke up the neighbor next door. The teenager Fu Tianqing pushed open the door and walked over frowning. For some reason, there was a layer of dark circles on his face, and he was still a little angry when he spoke. :

"What's the noise so early in the morning!?"

"It's the young master of the Fu family!! Why are you here?!"

When the female disciples saw Fu Tianqing, they all exclaimed.

In the past few years, Fu Tianqing has become a famous young hero in the Jianghu. Many young disciples have heard of this young man who counterattacked from a waste of cultivation to a genius monk of condensing essence, especially the disciple of Lianhuazong, Lianhua The conflict between Zong and Fu's family made Lianhuazong shameful. Many disciples had already complained about Hang Yanling, and they had a certain degree of sympathy and concern for this young man. The female disciples of Lianhuazong all admire him heartily.

Several other female disciples quickly ran to the young man Fu Tianqing and surrounded him. They all looked pitiful and chirped like baby birds begging for protection.

"I knew that Second Young Master Fu would not spare this wicked girl so easily!"

"Second Young Master Fu, come here to help judge!!"

"Second Young Master! Help us!"

The young man Fu Tianqing looked at the girl who was being beaten, then at Hang Yanling who was standing there scratching his head, and asked with a frown, "Hang Yanling, what kind of monster are you doing so early in the morning?"

"What's none of my business!? I got a big blow right after opening the door early in the morning. Do you know how much damage it caused to my soul?"

Fu Tianqing looked at Hang Yanling whose face was slightly flushed from the side, and then at the girl in front of Hang Yanling who was holding her stomach and throat and gasping for breath.

The corner of his mouth twitched, not knowing what to say for a while.

The girl next to Fu Tianqing hurriedly said: "Second Young Master Fu! You shouldn't have spared the life of this wicked girl, she is a disaster!"

The teenager Fu Tianqing frowned, and took a step slightly away: "The conflict between me and her... seems to have nothing to do with you. You handle your affairs, don't get me involved."

The girls were surprised by Fu Tianqing's cold reaction, and just about to add a few words, a faint scent of flowers wafted out as the door of the other ward opened.

"Junior Sister Yanling, Junior Sister Shensi, both of you calm down."

Yan Qiuyu walked up to the two of them, and gently separated Hang Yanling and the beaten girl named Shen Si.

Yan Qiuyu seemed to be fighting, but in fact, she turned her back to Hang Yanling and faced this meditation. Everyone present could see who she was facing.

Shen Si took a breath, took two steps back and walked to Fu Tianqing's side, seeming to regard Fu Tianqing as a bystander who could uphold justice, and shouted loudly: "Second Senior Sister! No matter how much you protect this bastard, it's useless !"

Yan Qiuyu's expression was calm. As a disciple of Fairy Chengshui, she, the second senior sister, also had the duty of mediating conflicts among the disciples of Lianhua Palace:

"Junior Sister Shensi, I know that you and these junior sisters have always been at odds with Junior Sister Yanling on weekdays, but why are you yelling and scolding at the door today and making such a big move? I won't cover anyone up, I just want to hear your reason for doing this .”

Shen Si gritted her teeth and looked at Yan Qiuyu, her eyes hesitated.

It can be seen that although Hang Yanling is not doing well, Yan Qiuyu still has prestige in the sect.

After hesitating again and again, Shen Si glared at Hang Yanling viciously: "Yes, Second Senior Sister, you are right, we usually look down on this Hang Yanling, but we will not take the initiative to make fun of her! But last night, Junior Sister Yaxuan was on the road I just commented on her casually, but she suddenly hit her hard! I was still unconscious until this morning!!"

"I was with Junior Sister Yanling last night, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Yan Qiuyu had just explained, but Shen Si had an even bigger reaction: "Second Senior Sister! You really want to cover her up!?"

"..."

Yan Qiuyu frowned, thought for a while, then turned to look at Fu Tianqing: "If you don't believe what I say, you can ask Second Young Master Fu over there."

Hearing the words in deep thought, she looked at Fu Tianqing for help, but Fu Tianqing nodded slowly, and gave her an extremely disappointed answer: "Xiao... what Yan Qiuyu said is right, I didn't violently kill this wicked girl reason, but there is no need to lie."

Fu Tianqing's reaction made this pensive feel hopeless. She looked at Fu Tianqing and shouted, "Why do you all protect this bastard who kills your fellow disciples!?"

Yan Qiuyu comforted her with a complicated expression: "Junior Sister Shensi, there must be some misunderstanding..."

"You guys, you guys are obviously teaming up! Is this bastard worth what you guys are doing!?"

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