"So, Deputy Sect Master Xing will also try to deal with me, no, kill me, right?"
Qin Shiming frowned slightly, no longer feeling the joy of having just advanced to the second level of the Land Immortal Realm.
He is not afraid of the jade-faced flying dragon and the little white dragon, but Xing Tian is...
"Hey, you are quite self-aware."
The medicine monk smiled and narrowed his eyes, "But don't worry, the saint will protect you, and I will take care of you, old monk. However, I hope you can keep a low profile in the future, and young people should not be too arrogant."
"How can you still call yourself a young man if you are not full of energy?"
Qin Shiming was very moved by the way the saint had paved the way for him. Being in Longmen was like working alone in a foreign country, and suddenly there was an elder who loved him. He felt really at ease and warm in his heart.
However, this kind of help is often counterproductive.
The eagle will fly alone sooner or later.
"Um?"
The medicine monk did not react for a moment.
"I still have something to do, so I'll take the first step."
Naturally, Qin Shiming would not really stay and be a "fire husband". It would be okay to come over occasionally, chat with the old monk, and ask some questions about cultivation.
Fireman? Forget it.
According to the Dragon Gate regulations, once you advance to the half-step land immortal level, you must move out of the yellow-level dormitory and transfer to the Xuan-level dormitory. The Xuan-level accommodation conditions are undoubtedly better.
A two-story house with one standard room per person and private bathroom.
Because he was a newcomer to the Xuan level, Qin Shiming could only live on the first floor temporarily, but it happened to be that Li Xiaoyun lived upstairs.
"Are you okay?"
After the saint's advice, Li Xiaoyun also wanted to understand, people, live a simple life and follow your heart. Life is short, why bother yourself? It's good to have someone you like in your life, just in case the person you like is just right.
Wouldn't it be better to like yourself?
Seeing Qin Shiming move over, Li Xiaoyun didn't care about the opinions of others and took the initiative to help. Compared with the past, her smile was purer and warmer.
"Good."
Qin Shiming nodded and let Li Xiaoyun take the things. He felt a little surprised when he saw the woman running back and forth to help clean up.
Is this bitch transgender?
Showing your courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.
There were doubts in his heart, but Qin Shiming's face showed no panic. Let's see what Li Xiaoyun is going to say next.
"Shiming..."
"Dong dong... dong dong dong..."
The door rang, and before Qin Shiming could speak, Zhou Meng pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing that Li Xiaoyun was also in Qin Shiming's room, Zhou Meng had a complex emotion in his eyes.
"Is something wrong?"
Qin Shiming's mood was equally complex. Facing this woman who had teased him so many times, Qin Shiming felt resentment in his heart. No, to describe it accurately, it should be aggrieved, suppressed aggrieved.
It is important to emphasize that "pressure" here is a verb, which is true pressure.
He has been suppressed many times, and even though Qin Shiming is now almost the same as Zhou Meng, there is still a shadow in his heart.
A long sword is pressed against the carotid artery, asking if you are emotional? Who can bear it?
"Yimeng, you are here."
Li Xiaoyun held a rag in her hand, and her smile was a bit weird.
One is a good best friend, and the other is the only man she likes in her life. Unfortunately, she knows very well that the relationship between the two is unclear, but she still has no hesitation.
So the question is, what does Monday Menglai do?
Competing for favor?
To steal a husband?
"Um."
Zhou Meng's expression remained unchanged, but his eyebrows twisted slightly, and then quickly relaxed.
Has Li Xiaoyun become the mistress of this room?
Zhou Meng didn't know why he came, but his legs didn't obey him. As he walked, he arrived at the man's new residence. For the past seven days, Zhou Meng had no intention of practicing, and his mind was filled with the shadow of the man.
Seven days ago, Zhou Yimeng and Li Xiaoyun stood side by side, watching from a distance as the man was knocked down again and again and stood up again and again. Her heart felt like being pricked by a needle or being pinched hard in the palm of his hand.
When the man successfully broke through and defeated Yang Fan with just one move, cutting off his arm, Zhou Yimeng almost couldn't help but scream.
The worry, nervousness, and even despair in my heart finally turned into ecstasy, excitement. Yes, and deep thoughts.
It turns out that it is true that love grows over time.
Day is also a verb.
After learning that the man had come out of seclusion, Zhou Meng came to the man's room by mistake.
"I have something urgent to do with him."
Turning her head, the woman's black gem-like eyes fell on Qin Shiming, and her meaning was obvious.
——I hope Li Xiaoyun can consciously avoid it.
"Looking for me?"
Qin Shiming's eyes suddenly became alert. Perhaps it was his previous fear of women that caused him to subconsciously sit up straight and lean back slightly, "What's the matter?"
"I'm not feeling well and I want to see you for treatment."
Having said that, Zhou Meng directly extended his hand to Qin Shiming.
"..."
Qin Shiming couldn't help but didn't notice anything wrong with Zhou Meng's body.
Some people may not believe it, but ancient martial arts masters, such as Zhou Yimeng, who are half-step land immortals and have the word "immortal", even if they are only half-step land immortals, will basically not get sick except for bruises and injuries.
Washing the tendons and cutting the marrow is a compulsory course for every ancient martial arts master.
Not to mention ordinary viruses, even cancer cells can be eliminated. This is why many people practice ancient martial arts, not in pursuit of powerful power, but in pursuit of immortality.
For example, the Saint of Longmen, according to her age, is now at least seventy or eighty years old. She has never used any skin care products, never used a knife on her face or body, and her skin is still as white as a cloud, smooth and delicate, and she looks even better than those in her twenties and thirties.
The older girl and the younger daughter-in-law need to be more supple and supple.
Dreaming about seeing a doctor on Monday?
She has a serious illness, and the ice soul in her body has been sucked away by Qin Shiming. What kind of trouble can happen to her body?
"Oh, cure the disease."
Li Xiaoyun put down the rag, wiped her hands and said, "Shiming, then you go to Yimeng to see a doctor first. It's just lunch time. I'll go to the cafeteria to get you something to eat."
With that said, Li Xiaoyun carried her lunch box and went out.
"What on earth do you mean?"
As soon as Li Xiaoyun left, Qin Shiming pointed out directly, "You are not sick at all!"
"No, I'm sick."
But Zhou Meng stubbornly shook his head and stared at Qin Shiming with his beautiful eyes, "I'm sick, I'm really sick."
"Okay, tell me what's wrong with you? What disease do you have?"
Qin Shiming was very angry. He was a miracle doctor. He only needed to take a glance to know whether he was sick or not.
"I'm not pregnant."
Zhou Meng's face was slightly red, and she slowly turned her head away, avoiding the man's gaze.
"Um?"
Qin Shiming was a little confused. Is this also called a disease?
"What do you mean? I don't quite understand..."
"I mean, I've slept with you so many times, why haven't I gotten pregnant? Is it because you can't..." Zhou Meng blushed and even spoke a little louder.
"I can't?"
Qin Shiming's face turned green with anger. Isn't it clear to her, Zhou Meng, whether I can do it or not?
What the hell!
At that time, I really couldn't beat you, but that doesn't mean I can't.