There was silence in the room.

Luo Ning's clothes were half unbuttoned, her eyes were closed, her cheeks were tilted to the side, and she always maintained the look of a heroine in distress who said, "More grief is greater than heartbreak," and she remained motionless.

All you can see is the slight rise and fall of the proud empty mountain with a full moon, and the stunning view of the steep peaks under the empty mountain with a full moon. You can enjoy it by just flicking the fabric.

From time to time, the touch of a man's lips can be heard on the shoulder, and the hand is being held. The unprecedented embarrassing situation makes people feel trembling. It is like a small boat in the stormy waves. No matter how hard it tries, it cannot be stabilized.

I can only try my best to suppress my thoughts to prevent the boat from capsizing and being completely engulfed by the waves.

Luo Ning felt that she should be disgusted with this kind of behavior, but for some reason, her body didn't listen to her at all. She knew that breathing too hard would cause the thieves to see the ups and downs of her bellyband, but she still breathed heavier and heavier; knowing that her cheeks would look red if they were red.

Weak, the heat on his cheeks quickly spread to other places.

It was hard to speak in her throat. She was so choked that she wanted to hum, but she gritted her teeth and held back. If she really hummed it in front of the little thief, she didn't know how he would laugh at him in his heart. She might as well be dead.

never mind.

The pain in her shoulders gradually eased, but the touch became clearer and clearer. Luo Ning felt that the days were like years. She really wanted to kick this shameless thief away now, but she gave up after trying several times, mainly because she didn't dare.

She had just seen Ye Jingtang's domineering sword skills. She thought that she might not be able to defeat him when she was a little weak.

No matter how shameless Ye Jingtang was, no matter how frivolous he was in the name of 'healing injuries', she would attack her without any reason. If he hadn't been beaten before, and if he was held down by this little thief again, things might not be so good.

.

Huh...huh...

There was silence among the curtains, and I don't know how much time passed.

Ye Jingtang carefully looked at the window and saw that the skin color of the originally purple wound had mostly recovered, with a little blood seeping out, and it looked like everything was fine.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his mouth was stiff with bitterness, so he didn't say anything. He took some medicine and wiped it on the injured area, and then... his eyes moved down uncontrollably.

Ye Jingtang is not a villain, but he is not a saint either. He was afraid that something would happen to Luo Ning just now, so he really didn't have the intention to look around. Now that it's okay, Luo Ning is so generously displayed in front of him, where else can he put his eyes?

The light and thin fabric of the empty mountain and full moon has a good texture and is not light-transparent. You can see the slight fluctuations. Luo Nuxia may be a little nervous and stimulated. Well... anyway, the embroidered full moon is not very smooth...

…

"..."

Ye Jingtang examined it for a moment, forced his mind to raise his gaze, and looked at the stunning face so close at hand.

Luo Ning's face turned red, her eyes were closed and she kept a plaintive look, motionless, just like a fairy who fell into the hands of a thief. Some people may feel guilty when they see it, but some people may become more and more excited.

.

It was also at this time that Ye Jingtang realized that he was not the former. He blinked his eyes and saw that Luo Ning had no reaction and was still waiting for him to treat the injury. After a little consideration, he quietly came over and lightly touched his red lips.

The delicate touch of the lips, the fragrant touch makes people's minds sway.

"Woo?!"

The indescribable touch hit her heart directly. Luo Ning trembled all over, quickly opened her eyes, and looked at the Night Terror Hall in shock. She may not have realized what happened.

Ye Jingtang has retreated and is sitting upright with a calm expression:

"Okay, put on your clothes."

?!

Luo Ning was dizzy, but she was not stupid. Her lips were suddenly touched just now, and it didn't feel like a finger...

This is her first kiss!

Her eyes were in disbelief, and shame and anger were visible to the naked eye, and she pulled out the soft sword from her waist.

choke--

Ye Jingtang quickly stepped away and raised his hands:

"Eh? Luo Nuxia, what are you doing? You can't burn bridges by crossing the river?"

"you!"

Luo Ning's face turned red and she pointed her sword at Ye Jingtang:

"You...did you kiss me just now?"

Ye Jingtang waved his hand: "No, no, what are you talking about..."

??

Luo Ning was offended by this little thief who was telling lies. She raised her sword and tried to stab her, but before she could move, Ye Jingtang pressed her down first and knocked her down again:

"Nvxia Luo, if you keep drawing your sword and slashing me, I won't follow the rules anymore."

Luo Ning was startled, and her angry eyes weakened a bit. Maybe she was afraid of what this cowardly little thief would do to her. She gritted her teeth and missed the past, but still suppressed the overwhelming feeling in her heart and made a decision.

She looked like an iceberg beauty and said coldly:

"Don't think that I don't know what you just did. If it happens again, I will never forgive you!"

Ye Jingtang nodded repeatedly and helped her pull up her clothes to cover the spring light:

"Okay, I won't do this next time."

Luo Ning's eyelashes were trembling. She stood up and turned her back to Ye Jingtang. She closed her clothes silently, raised her hand to wipe the corners of her tearful eyes, and touched her still warm lips. She didn't know what she was thinking. Anyway, the circles under her eyes were there again.

famous.

Ye Jingtang pretended that nothing had happened, thought for a while and asked casually:

"Nvxia Luo, are you married?"

"Married! How many more times do you have to tell me?"

"Then why have you always been so distant from me..."

??

Luo Ning was stunned by these words, turned around and said unreasonably:

"Who is so indifferent to you? It's you who keeps pushing the envelope, using these methods to humiliate women, and even using strong words to deny it..."

"Just now you risked your life to save me and then let me heal my injuries..."

"Who sacrificed his life? Who asked you to heal his wounds?"

Luo Ning closed her clothes, feeling a sense of security and gaining momentum, and said with a frosty face:

"Am I dead? I shouldn't have cared about you little thief! I took the risk to save you and asked you to take me back to Shuanggui Lane. You just carried me here regardless and then treated me lightly. You are not repaying kindness with enmity.

What is it?"

Ye Jingtang raised his hand slightly: "Okay, let's stop arguing and talk about business, okay?"

Luo Ning bit her lower lip, stared at Ye Jingtang for a moment, then sat on a chair, far away from him.

Ye Jingtang shook his head secretly, took out the trophies in front of him, and first took out the pamphlet to read:

"This should be Lu Jieyun's Qinggong experience. I will present it to Prince Jing tomorrow. Come over and tell me about it."

Luo Ning sat on the chair coldly, not wanting to talk to Ye Jingtang, but after hearing these words, her eyes still moved, she suppressed the annoyance in her heart, and turned around:

"Lu Jieyun's Qinggong is the best in the world. This thing is a treasure that everyone in the world dreams of. What do you want to offer to Prince Jing?"

Ye Jingtang took out the pamphlet, flipped through it, and said casually:

"Can't you just copy it again? It's not impossible to copy it. Don't you want to save Qiu Tianhe?"

Right……

Luo Ning felt that she was confused by anger. Ye Jingtang was leaning on the bedside reading a book. She probably couldn't scream from the looks like this. She hesitated for a moment, but got up and rested her plump buttocks on the edge of the bed. She tilted her head and looked carefully:

"This is an experience, not a secret book. It is a bit profound. You must first learn Qing Gong, and then realize it based on the experience, and then you can improve...I saw today that you don't know Qing Gong. If you want to learn it, I..."

Luo Ning's red lips parted slightly, and she stopped talking after thinking about it. She didn't seem to want to teach this perverted apprentice.

After Ye Jingtang flipped through a few pages, he raised his eyes and said helplessly:

"There are masters all over the black government. Is it not easy to learn Qing Gong? You promised to teach me a martial art. If you don't teach Qing Gong, you have to teach me something else. I think "Fourteen Hands of Touching the Cloud" is very powerful. You can leave it all to me."

Can."

You think beautifully...

"Fourteen Moves of Touching the Clouds" is a top internal martial arts that Luo Ning obtained from Yuxu Mountain. It was created for Master Xuanji, who is ranked sixth in the world. It is a unique skill that is the best in the world.

If the Night Terror Hall behaved itself, she might even teach him privately, but this shameless thief was so intimate and took advantage of her, and she even handed over her family wealth. Isn't that a fool's errand?

"I, Luo Ning, tell you the truth. If you want to learn Qing Gong, just teach it to you. However, my Qing Gong is not superior. I can only show you how to get started. You have to figure out how to improve yourself."

"no problem."

'Qinggong' is not just as simple as running fast, but a systematic category of martial arts. The 'body technique' when fighting, the 'stealth' when lurking, and the 'walking on water and waves' when rushing, are all classified as 'Qinggong'.

Qinggong' is a bit complicated to learn.

Night Terror Hall did not act too hastily. He first put down the pamphlet and then took out the "Crying Dragon Picture" to look at it:

"Can you copy this thing again?"

Luo Ning was speechless: "If the Minglong Picture can be copied, the person who succeeds will probably find a workshop to print tens of thousands of copies and distribute them to the heroes in the world, so as not to be hunted down for his crimes. This picture cannot be copied.
To be continued...