Jing'er gritted her silver teeth and said coldly: "What on earth is that Gu technique about?"
"Before that..." Ning Yan grasped a few times with his fingers, and strange light golden lines suddenly appeared on the back of his hand.
"I want to check your body first."
The specific time when the Gu insects appeared in the inner room cannot be determined. If there had been such a large insect nest last night, it would be terrifying to think about sleeping in this room for one night.
To be on the safe side, it’s better to deworm Miss Jing.
Jing'er's fist hardened instantly and her body leaned back slightly: "I don't seem to have heard clearly. Can you say it again?"
"I can... forget it, it doesn't look like there's anything wrong with you when you're jumping around." Ning Yan knew that she was thin-skinned, so he paused, changed his angle and said, "Can I check the bodies of your junior sisters?
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"Ning Yan!!!"
"Who is Ning Yan? I am Murong Fu."
"Don't think you can openly say such obscene things in front of other people's faces!"
"I'm serious."
Jing'er's eyes widened, trying to find evidence of evil intentions from his expression, but she only saw a pair of crystal clear eyes, without the slightest hint of lewdness.
Contacting the vision on the wall and the golden light flickering on the other person's fingertips, she understood that now was not the time to lose her temper. She turned her head and hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed as if she had resigned herself to her fate.
"Um, do you want to take off your clothes?"
Hiss...
Ning Yan took a breath and then shook her head regretfully: "What a pity."
Jing'er's fingers were wrapped around the buttons of her clothes. When she suddenly heard these words, her mind couldn't turn around. She said blankly: "What's a pity?"
"It's a pity that I'm already engaged, so I can't..."
"Ahhh, shut up!"
How could Jing'er not know that this bad guy was teasing her again, she couldn't help but become angry with shame.
It was obvious that he deliberately said something that would cause misunderstanding!
"Oh, don't be angry. I think you seem to be under a lot of pressure, so I made a little joke to divert your attention." Ning Yan blinked: "Look, are you not so nervous now?"
"Yes, I'm not nervous at all now. I just want to beat you to death." Jing'er spat secretly.
Ning Yan opened her mouth to argue, but suddenly she noticed a trace of evil aura flashed between her eyebrows.
Especially when his mood fluctuates, the evil spirit becomes stronger and stronger, making him instinctively want to stay away from the woman in front of him. This emotion does not originate from fear, but more from disgust. In his eyes, this tender and charming beauty
The maid is like some kind of insect with mouthparts, which makes people feel sick.
"Don't move!"
Seeing his outstretched palm, Jing'er didn't want to have any physical contact with such a bad man, so she subconsciously waved her palm away: "You want to play tricks on me again?"
Unexpectedly, Ning Yan did not dodge. He took a sharp breath, and his sleeves and robes were immediately blown by the infuriating Qi. His palms flew up and showed two completely different fist intentions. The dragon gesture was strong and heavy, and the snake gesture was
His hands were as fast as the wind, grabbing her head straight.
Fist intention?
Jing'er's eyes changed, and she had used three of her strength unknowingly. But the moment the two fists collided, her strength suddenly dissipated. In just a blink of an eye, a warm palm was already there.
Stick it on her forehead.
The golden light slowly penetrated into the top of her head, and Jing'er's body trembled slightly. A warm air flow circulated in her body from top to bottom, and every pore opened up, as if she was trapped in a soft cloud, her whole body was soft and soft.
of.
"Gu...what evil method are you doing?"
"This move is called Que Miasma. If you find it difficult to pronounce, you can also call it Holy Light Technique."
Ning Yan said casually, his attention completely attracted by the black mist steaming from the hair of the other party. If his guess was correct, this vague black mist was the source of the Gu technique.
After a while, all the visions disappeared, and he slowly retracted his palm.
"How do you feel?"
When Jing'er came back to her senses, her eyes were clear and her body was at ease. When she looked at Ning Yan's hand, there was a trace of nostalgia in her eyes.
Why is it so comfortable... It must be an evil method, and I must not fall into his trap!
Ning Yan was a little confused, so he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her, "What are you looking at? Hey, hey, hey?"
"Nothing."
The blush on Jing'er's cheeks almost spread to her pink neck, but her face pretended to be nonchalant: "If I give it to the princess..."
"No." Ning Yan refused without hesitation.
After all, the Hundred Pan Centipede Dragon Sword is a martial art that specializes in killing, and the art of expelling poison can only be regarded as a side job. Thanks to Miss Jing's advanced cultivation, the meridians and acupuncture points all over her body have been tempered for thousands of times, so that they can withstand the flushing of true energy.
It can be seen from the good-for-nothing Guo Kan that any of these pampered clan members is willing to endure hardships and practice. Princess Youqing will definitely not be able to withstand the sword energy, and most of her orifices will bleed and the meridians will be cut off.
Then he doesn't have to make another trip to Gyeonggi Province and can just jump off the flying boat, which saves everyone's worries.
If he wants to be able to send and receive mellowly and freely, he must understand the true meaning of martial arts. He is not yet able to do this. Taking action rashly is just asking for trouble. What's more, he is more inclined to take the initiative than to passively respond to tricks.
, find out the mastermind behind the scenes.
"Has anyone entered your bedroom since you got up this morning?"
Jing'er pursed her lips lightly and replied: "Only my junior sister Xiaotan."
Ning Yan couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
It stands to reason that this Miss Tan just went to the fourth floor to get some information, and she could have crawled back even if she had to climb hard, but until now she has not been seen, so it seems to be very bad.
Jing'er is the most delicate-minded among all the sisters. She can understand many things without asking them. Seeing Ning Yan's silence, she suddenly felt her heart congested and her pretty face suddenly sank: "Can you please save her?"
?"
"Instead of counting on me, it's better to ask yourself." Ning Yan pointed out: "Miss Jing, if something cannot be done, can you do it?"
Jing'er was speechless for a moment.
In fact, the sect has already given a standard answer to this question.
Liubo Zhai is not well-known in Zen Buddhism. It cannot be compared with the Central Plains leaders like Lingtan Ancient Temple, and it is not even as good as the upstart Buddhists like Nan'an Temple. Especially after the death of the previous Zhai Master, the situation has deteriorated.
, if they want to preserve their inheritance, they can only rely on the Zhou royal family.
Jing'er has known her destiny since the first day of her training. She may be Princess Youqing, or she may be some other princess or concubine. In short, she will devote all her loyalty to a certain royal noble in exchange for the prosperity of her sect.<
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Till death do we rest.
She has this kind of awareness, and Xiaotan should be the same.
Then there's nothing left to say... Jing'er took a deep breath, nodded solemnly and said, "Yeah."
"Without further ado, let's go meet the other people in the Princess's Mansion first."
Her expression quickly returned to calmness, so calm that no disturbance could be seen at all. Her eyelids were half lowered, and she turned around and walked out.
Ning Yan looked at her leaving back, her words of comfort came to her lips but she didn't say them out.
The other party would rather use such a rigid and full of loopholes in acting than reveal the slightest weakness, so there is no need for him to expose it.
……
Bottom cell.
The Diao Ling Dao fell to the ground with a clang. Zhu Miaoer's lips were pale, her hands were trembling slightly, and her head hurt as if it was going to explode.
But all the pain disappeared without a trace when she saw the giant sword on the workbench. As a Yanshi, this was her glorious moment, enough to remember for a lifetime.
Ning Yan is right, they have really completed a great work. Looking at the masterpieces of Baigong Sect in the past, this giant sword can be called a strange word!
Logically speaking, the magic weapon should have a resounding name, and someone has already thoughtfully thought of it.
It’s that taste that makes people dare not praise it.
[Mobile Armor-Assault on Free Autumn Water], it’s a shame he came up with such a weird name...
How can anyone with a sword have such a long name!!
"Let's call you Qiu Shui." Zhu Miao'er said to herself.
She still likes the original name, it is easy to remember and sounds nice.
"Qiu Shui, Qiu Shui, don't learn from your master. You should make a good sword that contributes to the court and the country."
Zhu Miaoer lowered his head and smiled, caressing the sword blade fondly, but suddenly the spiritual pattern on it suddenly shone brightly!
Is this a warning?!
Her face changed slightly and she looked up at the stairs: "Who is there!"
After a brief silence, a fat man with a white robe and a chest emerged from the shadows. He nervously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just wanted to find a latrine to urinate. No."
I thought I was in the wrong place."
After saying that, he smiled, lifted up his belt and walked back.
Zhu Miaoer looked at the man's figure. He was very fat. A quick glance showed that he definitely weighed over three hundred kilograms.
But his steps were so light that he made no sound when he stepped on the rotten wooden stairs, like a light bird stepping on the snow.
He is a master.
"Stop."
The fat man acted as if he hadn't heard anything, he just kept his head on his way and didn't want to stay in a place where right and wrong were right and wrong for a long time.
Seeing this, Zhu Miaoer didn't hesitate at all. She took out a small firecracker from her boots, raised her hand and fired.
Bang!
The fire flashed out of the barrel, and the gun shot like electricity. The inevitable shot hit the fat man's back, but it was separated by layers of fat and the skin was not even scratched.
The firearm she carefully modified was unable to break the man's body!
The fat man stopped and touched the holes in his clothes distressedly. Then he looked back at the other party and said helplessly: "Oh, why did you poke them? The person I want to find is not here, and the person you want to find is not me.
Wouldn't it be nice to just pretend we don't know each other?"
Zhu Miaoer raised her chin slightly, frowned and said, "You really recognize me."
"Everyone knows the name of Baishi Gongshu Zhu Miao'er. You are very prestigious in Shannan Road." The fat man's face trembled: "I haven't even settled the accounts with you in Qinghuatan, and I'm here again.
Our new water altar is on time, so why should we disturb ourselves?"
Zhu Miaoer's eyes were not good, and the identity of this person was already obvious.
The leader of the new water altar of Wusheng Sect, Chen Ye!
"The Wu Sheng Cult is causing trouble, and as the Star Commander of the Si Tian Jian, I will never stand by and watch!" As he spoke, Zhu Miao'er's palm was already on the hilt of the sword.
"Can you really tell clearly what is good and what is evil? What we have to do is far beyond your imagination." The fat man muttered a few words and said without interest: "Forget it, let's discuss it with a court eagle like you.
These are meaningless."
"To be honest, I don't like fighting with others, but looking at this situation, if I don't beat you to death, you won't let me go, right?"
Zhu Miaoer said nothing, twisting the hilt of the sword hard, and Qiu Shui's violent roar answered on her behalf.
Her swordsmanship can only be said to be mediocre, but when it comes to wielding swords, she still has full confidence.
"As promised beforehand, I am different from other banner leaders." Chen Ye finally showed a serious look, clasped his hands together, and silently recited the mantra.
"Arhat comes to the world and crosses the earth in a vacuum!"