Wait a minute, heroine

It's getting dark.

The man and woman walked hand in hand through the dark bamboo forest, and the space within a short distance of each other held out by the blue oil-paper umbrellas became the warmest world for two people in the world.

Luo Ning came back from paying homage to her parents. She looked much more relaxed. It was as if she had brought her lover home to meet her parents and got their permission. She didn't say anything when Ye Jingtang held her hand, and even clasped her fingers behind her.

Ye Jingtang held hands and shook her head. Seeing that Ning'er was in a good mood, she thought for a while and whispered in her ear:

"I have bowed down to heaven and earth, is it time to enter the bridal chamber next?"

Luo Ning paused slightly, blinked her eyes, and then loosened her interlocked hands, making a look of displeasure:

"Just now you said nonsense during the worship ceremony. I was afraid of offending you, so I cooperated with you in front of my parents..."

Ye Jingtang knew that Ning'er would regret it, so he assumed the posture of his fiancé and walked back with his arms around his waist:

"How can you be duplicitous in your confession to your father-in-law and mother-in-law? Come on, let's go back and make it clear."

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How dare Luo Ning lie in front of her father and mother's graves? Naturally she refused to go back when she saw this, and stopped Ye Jingtang:

"Now that I've said it, how can I go back on my promise...but it was just an engagement, not a ceremony to worship heaven and earth, so what kind of bridal chamber are you entering?"

Only then did Ye Jingtang stop, turned around and faced each other, put his arms around his waist and let Ning'er stick to his arms, lowered his head and looked at each other:

"Being engaged has to have a sense of ritual, and you can't just do nothing, don't you think?"

Luo Ning was obviously not used to being intimate outside. When her buttocks were pinched, she twisted her body and tried to push away the thief's hand:

"Now that you've done it, what will you do in the future when you formally visit the church and get married?"

Ye Jingtang felt that there were a lot of things he could do after worshiping, but Ning'er was so young that she refused to even look in the mirror, not to mention the various moves on the Heroine's Tears.

However, after saying these words, Ning'er would definitely hit him, so she still made a concession and said softly:

"Then a kiss is okay, right?"

"..."

Luo Ning did not refuse this, and looked away, pretending to be helpless and resigned.

Ye Jingtang's eyes were full of smiles. He raised his hand to lift up his cold cheeks, lowered his head to hold his red lips, and slid his hand along his shoulder to the small watermelon, then lifted it up to his waist and wrapped it around his waist.

Luo Ning stood on tiptoes and lightly opened her red lips. Because she hadn't been intimate for several days and was caressed a few times, she couldn't bear it. She slowly softened in her arms. She also hugged Ye Jingtang's waist and closed her eyes to enjoy it. Warmth and tranquility under the rain curtain.

But after all this time, the little thief in front of him still hasn't gotten rid of his old habit of borrowing Ning from the slope.

When Luo Ning was intoxicated like a deer, she found that the skirt of her clothes was a little loose...

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Luo Ning came back to her senses immediately, looked down at the loose collar, quickly covered her chest, and said shyly:

"Little thief! You're pushing your limits again, aren't you?"

Ye Jingtang coughed lightly, helped smooth the skirt of his clothes, and said with a smile:

"I can't help myself. I don't mean to mess around here. Let's go back."

Luo Ning's eyes were very embarrassed. After all, if she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have been picked up and humiliated in the bamboo forest later.

Seeing that Ye Jingtang seemed fine, Luo Ning raised her hand and twisted it around her waist:

"Why are you so lawless? In broad daylight, in the wilderness, how can you be so..."

"I understand my mistake. Let's talk about it after we go back to the inn."

"Don't even think about going back to the inn..."

Luo Ning's words were very repulsive, but she still let the man hold her arms around her shoulders as she walked, turning into a cold and charming daughter-in-law who scolded her husband. She walked a little faster, and she looked like she had been kissed just now. I feel a little uncomfortable and want to go back quickly.

The two of them were so tired that they quickly walked out of Dongling Mountain and arrived near the port. The sky gradually became dark.

There were a lot of people walking on the dock market, so Ye Jingtang let go of his hand and just helped hold the umbrella like a caring father-in-law.

When they arrived at the inn where they were staying, they saw Shui'er and Fan Qinghe running into the tavern opposite the inn in a blink of an eye. There were several snacks and wine bottles in front of them, and their cheeks were already red from drinking.

Master Xuanji held up the side of his face with his hands, held a small wine glass, clinked glasses with Qing He, and was still chatting:

"As the saying goes, good news doesn't flow to outsiders, so you are no longer young..."

When Ning'er saw Shuishui abducting Liangjia, her mood suddenly became cold. She quickly walked into the tavern and straightened the drunk Shui'er:

"Are you drinking so much again? Are you not going on your way tomorrow? Why don't you go back to the inn to sleep?"

Master Xuanji sighed faintly: "Oh~ I can't sleep anymore. The guy at the inn asked Ye Jingtang to go to her room tonight and warned us not to disturb her. Come sit down and let the three of us drink away our sorrows together."

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Luo Ning was stunned for a moment, and after some thought, she felt that Bai Jin called Ye Jingtang over to talk about business, but he wasn't just thinking.

Bai Jin interrupted her spellcasting and couldn't be sweet with the little thief. Luo Ning was inevitably a little resentful, but she couldn't show it, so she sat down at the table and drank together to drown her sorrows.

Ye Jingtang put away his umbrella outside the door. He originally wanted to go in and have dinner with his two wives. When he heard the conversation, he naturally stopped and looked back at the inn, feeling a little guilty.

After all, after Yunli delivered the little clothes last time, he ran away without stopping. If Bingtuotuo comes to ask for punishment now, it will be difficult for him to go through this test tonight...

——

Swish, swish, swish~

It was raining softly outside the window, and the inn was very quiet. You could even hear the beeping sound of the kettle in the backyard after it was boiled.

Ye Jingtang walked into the inn quietly, straightened his clothes a little, and then went up the stairs to the second floor.

Just as he turned the corner, he saw a big bird standing at the door of the room, peering in through the ajar door.

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang slowed down, walked to the door slowly, and looked in along the crack in the door.

The room was very tidy, but it was dark and no lights were lit. Only through the light and shadow of the lanterns on the street could one see the packages, weapons, bamboo hats, etc. placed on the table.

There is a pair of shoes beside the bed. The leader of Pingtian is wearing a loose white robe. He is sitting cross-legged on the bed with the Ziwu Jue in his hands. His chest should be wrapped with a chest wrap. It does not look grand, but because of his strong capital, you can still feel it if you look closely. The skirt of clothes rises and falls...

Her very three-dimensional facial features are not covered by jade armor, and her hair is naturally spread on her back. With her eyes closed, only her long eyelashes can be seen. Overall, she looks like a majestic and cold strong woman, but her temperament is similar to that of a big fool. It's somewhat close, but Dabenben is weak and strong, while Bingtuotuo is real, so this iceberg temperament is much more solid.

Niaoniao hid at the door and took a peek, but didn't dare to run in and act cute. He probably felt that the new sister Bingliuzi was a bit fierce.

Ye Jingtang glanced at the door. Seeing that Pingtian Cult Master didn't respond, he raised his hand and knocked on the door:

Dong Dong~

"Leader?"

Xue Baijin was sitting cross-legged on the bed. In fact, he had known that Night Terror Hall was coming. When he heard Night Terror Hall knocking on the door, he opened his eyes and motioned to the chair in the room:

"Come in and sit down."

Ye Jingtang felt that Master Xue was quite serious, so he immediately entered the room, locked the birds out, and sat down next to the chair:

"The leader asked me to come here, but because of what happened last time?"

Xue Baijin's purpose of calling Ye Jingtang here was simply to remove the firepower so that Ning'er wouldn't mess around at night and make her unable to sleep. There was nothing else.

Seeing that Ye Jingtang's own brainstorming was the first to speak, Xue Baijin followed the words and said:

"As a warrior, a righteous mind can only lead to a righteous body. You are young and are addicted to those things that are not worthy of publicity. At best, you will lose your ambition by playing with things, and at worst, you will fall into evil ways. You should pay attention to it in the future."

Ye Jingtang saw that Bing Tuo Tuo had no intention of raising an army to accuse him, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"I'm not obsessed. It's just that the last time I paid for Miss Fan's new clothes, she went over to buy them. I sat outside and paid the money. I didn't expect that Yunli would buy one for the leader..."

Xue Baijin is not a stupid girl. She doesn't believe this at all. It is often said that a woman likes her appearance. If Ye Jingtang doesn't like it, will the girl spend a lot of money to buy those sexy clothes that can neither keep out the cold nor cover her shame?

However, these topics were a bit out of bounds. Xue Baijin did not continue the conversation and asked instead:

"What's up with the sword strip you found in Xiaoshan Fort? I heard it's very powerful?"

Ye Jingtang knew that Bing Tuo Tuo would be curious, so he immediately took off the 'magic sword' he was carrying with him from his waist and handed it over:

"The texture of this sword is indestructible, but it seems to have flaws. It will fade when exposed to blood or water. I haven't studied it thoroughly yet."

The Pingtian Sect is a sect created by the Taoist priests of the former Qintian Supervisor. It can be considered a branch of the Taoist sect. The leader of the Pingtian Sect is naturally familiar with the five thunder talismans on the scabbard. After looking at it for a while, he pulled out the sword three inches and carefully inspected the blade:

"This sword is indeed mysterious. The texture is a bit like the Screaming Dragon Picture, but the color is not as bright as the Screaming Dragon Picture."

Night Terror Hall also held the same view and analyzed:

"Fairy Lu said that this sword seems to be a Taoist magic sword. It should be used to kill monsters, exorcise evil spirits, and save people. If you kill animals at will, it will be contaminated with filth and lose its luster. I think this statement makes sense, but it also has strange power. God’s suspicion…”

Cha~

Xue Baijin pulled out the dark gold sword, ran his fingers over the sword body, and said thoughtfully:

"Gods and demons are myths about things that ordinary people don't understand. You and I don't believe it, so we know that there are no gods and demons in the world, but in the eyes of those who believe..."

When Xue Baijin said this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and flicked the sword blade with his right hand.

Ding~

A clear buzz came from the three-foot sword, and invisible energy burst out from the fingertips, making Ye Jingtang sitting nearby feel the breeze blowing on his face.

Then the unlit candlestick placed on the table made a soft 'pop~' sound and was shattered.

Having reached the current state of Ye Jingtang, he can understand that this is caused by gathering energy into a small burst. He can occasionally play it out, but neither he nor Old Sword Master Sun can easily do it, let alone control the energy. The strength is controlled so delicately that a look of surprise can't help but appear in his eyes:

"Good work."

After Xue Baijin showed off the Martial Saint's attainments in Tongxuan, he continued:

"In the eyes of those who believe, this is magic and magic. Although you and I know that we are ordinary people, in the eyes of ordinary people, what is the difference between you and me, gods and demons?"

When Ye Jingtang heard this, he was a little surprised - yes, he is basically invulnerable, can fly into the sky and ride on the waves, can also destroy cities and shake mountains, and can even be immune to all diseases and heal himself from wounds. Except that he cannot extend his life for a thousand years, There is really not much difference from the legendary gods.

Ye Jingtang thought about it for a moment, nodded and said:

"That makes sense. Does that mean that this sword is specially used to kill people on the mountain?"

Xue Baijin sheathed his sword, thought for a while and said: "In my opinion, walking along the martial arts path to the end is the realm represented by the nine dragon pictures - infinite combat power, invulnerability, flawless inside and outside, and immortality.

"The first few are easy to say, but in the end, being able to live forever breaks the law of heaven and earth; there is no eternal fire in heaven and earth, and there is no water that will never dry up. As long as it exists, nothing can do it. There is life and no death.

"If the martial arts reaches the end and one can truly become immortal, then this sword with a sharp edge that overflows from the world may be used to kill such living gods. Of course, it may also be for those who have reached the end of the martial arts to open up the world and move forward. Higher up.”

Ye Jingtang felt that this statement was quite logical and consistent, so he thought about it and said:

"It seems that the only person in history who could reach this point was Wu Taizu. It is said that Wu Taizu finally rode a dragon and went away. Where could he go?"

Xue Baijin was living in seclusion in Nanxiao Mountain and was actually thinking about these things. He said:

"It's an eternal flow, with no end in sight and no end in sight. Who knows whether this world will be just the secret of some immortal. Where Wu Taizu went, you have to reach that state to know..."

"hehe……"

The two of them were discussing the metaphysics of heaven and earth, and they chatted for two quarters of an hour without realizing it.

As a martial artist who is still walking on the road, when talking about these things, he may just be guessing whether the emperor used a golden hoe to dig the ground, and then just laugh it off.

After chatting for a while, Xue Baijin stopped talking and began to play with the sword back and forth.

Ye Jingtang drank a cup of tea and felt that nothing happened, so he wanted to say goodbye:

"It's getting late, the leader should go to bed early, I..."

Xue Baijin was not going to let Ye Jingtang leave tonight, otherwise she would have to go out and hide. Seeing this, she thought about it, put down her sword again, and acted like a leader:

"You are the protector of our sect, and you have been working for the Pingtian sect for half a year. You have been kept running around here and there. You also taught Yunli the four pictures of the roaring dragon, but I didn't give you anything. I feel deeply ashamed to say that. You can Want to learn from Chang Qing Tu?”

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When Ye Jingtang heard this, he sat back and said with a smile:

"I'm doing what I'm required to do. I'm naturally grateful to the leader for teaching me. If it's inconvenient, I won't force it."

Xue Baijin is just teaching me, and it’s not free, so it’s certainly not inconvenient.

However, in order to delay the time and avoid running away after studying in Ye Jingtang, she did not take it out immediately, but said:

"The risk of deducing the Minglong Diagram on your own is huge, but your understanding is extraordinary, and the road is in front of you but you can't touch it. As time goes by, you will inevitably feel itchy.

"Why don't you try to deduce the everlasting picture on your own first? Compare it with the real picture afterwards to see how much you are wrong. This way you can not only ensure your safety, but also recognize your own ignorance, so as to avoid being overwhelmed and taking risks in the future."

When Ye Jingtang heard this, his eyes showed a strange color.

Deducing the Minglong Diagram by yourself is equivalent to following the existing template and deducing the subsequent direction by following the cat and the tiger. The principle is similar to the method of deducing luck.

However, the most serious way to deduce moves is to go crazy and go crazy, and to deduce the dragon diagram is equivalent to modifying the body structure without authorization. If there is a problem in any link, it may cause a chain collapse of body functions. The risk can be said to be sky-high.

The warriors who got the Dragon Calling Diagram actually had similar thoughts, but they were well aware of the dangers. The only ones who dared to take this desperate path in the end were warriors like the Empress who were already in dire straits, or warriors like Lu Jieyun who could no longer break through. .

After Xue Baijin finished speaking, he also realized that this thing was too risky, and added:

"I just want to mention that this matter is extremely risky. Even if there is a real plan to guarantee it, accidents may happen. You should not try it easily."

Ye Jingtang rubbed his fingers and did not answer immediately.

He knew the risks of this matter, and a little carelessness could lead to serious consequences, but with a guarantee, he would never have this opportunity to overcome an unsolvable problem in martial arts once in his life.

Yuhu didn't die suddenly, and Lu Jieyun didn't die suddenly either. He couldn't die on the spot as soon as he touched it. The consequences of self-deducing the Minglong Diagram are all chronic. There seems to be no situation in history where he died on the spot... …

After Ye Jingtang thought about it for a moment, he became interested and looked at the Bing Tuo Tuo in front of him:

"The leader, are you sure you have the evergreen picture with you?"

Xue Baijin was moved when he saw Ye Jingtang, and wanted to persuade him, but in the end he couldn't restrain his thirst for knowledge. He raised his hand and reached into the lapel of his clothes, rustling...

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Ye Jingtang felt something was wrong when he saw this, so he didn't dare to stare at his chest and looked away, pretending that he didn't find anything.

Xue Baijin took out the golden paper from the chest-wrapping compartment. Without showing it to Ye Jingtang, he turned it upside down and placed it on the dressing table beside Ye Jingtang:

"Don't be careless. If there is anything unclear, just refer to the original version for comparison. Don't be too conceited. If something goes wrong, I won't be able to fix it even if I'm standing next to you."

Ye Jingtang naturally understood the importance. He immediately got up and went to the bed. He took off his shoes and sat upright in the cross-legged position. He began to recall the textures of the four Singing Dragon pictures in his mind.

The nine pictures of Minglong are integrated into one, and they are of the same origin and complement each other. Their self-deduction is equivalent to deducing the texture of the next piece through the gaps in the current puzzle.

Although the reason is simple, the fate of the Minglong Diagram is so huge that it cannot be described, and can only be understood through form and meaning.

Ye Jingtang's understanding is unparalleled in the world, and he can deduce countless martial arts moves. So far, no one has been able to stop him.

But at this time, the situation of deducing the Minglong Diagram was like exhausting the chess moves. After trying it, I realized that it was impossible. I could only rely on my feelings to slowly figure out how to take the next step.

When Xue Baijin saw Ye Jingtang occupying the bed, she had already stood up, but when she saw Ye Jingtang blinking into concentration, she no longer cared about these details, and sat in front of him again, carefully observing Ye Jingtang's aura.

Perhaps he was afraid that his eyes would detect something wrong, so he put his right hand on Ye Jingtang's wrist to sense the blood and qi in his body.

As the two of them stopped talking, the room became completely silent, leaving only the sound of rustling rain outside, and it was late at night before they knew it.

The market outside the window gradually became quiet, and even the three women who were drinking in the tavern returned to their rooms to rest.

Ning'er felt suspicious and ran to the door to take a look. She found that Bai Jin was teaching Ye Jingtang martial arts. Naturally, she didn't dare to disturb him and ran back quietly.

And the room was slowly changing.

Huhu~~

The hot air flow stirred the curtains of the bed.

Ye Jingtang sat cross-legged with his back straight, his cheeks were obviously red, beads of sweat were rolling down his forehead, and his veins could even be seen bulging, but his whole body was motionless and showed no reaction at all.

Xue Baijin was just waiting quietly at first, but because of his strong and unusual mind, he gradually began to be on tenterhooks.

She put her fingers on Ye Jingtang's wrist, and she could feel the energy and blood in Ye Jingtang's body becoming more and more turbulent, as if a pot was boiling.

If this level of exercise was applied to ordinary people, let alone whether the deduction is correct or not, just a sustained high fever may burn out the brain.

Xue Baijin wanted to stop him, but he couldn't interrupt rashly. In the end, he could only use the Singing Dragon Picture as a fan to cool down the Night Terror Hall.

Huhuhu~

This situation lasted for a long time, and it was not until late at night that there was suddenly new movement in the room.

I saw Ye Jingtang, who had been sitting cross-legged for several hours, his body soaked with sweat, and his eyelashes moved slightly.

Xue Baijin's eyes narrowed slightly, he stopped, moved closer, and called in an extremely quiet voice:

"Night Terror Hall? Are you okay?"

Although Ye Jingtang's mental exertion was excessive, his body was not seriously injured.

As he came back to his senses, he found that Bing Tuo Tuo was cautious and very nervous. Maybe he wanted to lighten the atmosphere. His mind twitched, and he suddenly opened his eyes, turned around and said in a fright:

"ha!"

thump--

Xue Baijin was afraid that something might happen in the night terror hall, even his breathing was almost stagnant, and his heart was hanging in his throat. He was caught off guard by such a fright, and his whole body almost jumped up on the spot, and sat back on the bed. His iceberg cheeks, which were originally cold and majestic, It also changed in an instant. If it weren't for his amazing restraint, he might have kicked it instinctively, knocking the night terror hall through the wall and flying half a mile away.

Ye Jingtang was just joking at first, but when he saw that Bing Tuo Tuo was frightened, his face turned pale, and he showed an expression similar to that of Xiao Yunli. He secretly thought that something was wrong, and quickly put on a serious look:

"Just kidding...Hey, wait a minute, Heroine..."

Bang!

Choking~

Xue Baijin, who has been in the world for so many years and is the most dignified person in the world, was so frightened by this young boy that he lost his sense of control. You can imagine how furious he was when he realized what he was doing.

Realizing that Ye Jingtang was deliberately trying to scare her, Xue Baijin instantly regained her cold expression. The bulge in her clothes probably stretched her breasts a little. He stood up and grabbed Ye Jingtang's collar, pressed him directly onto the bed, and pulled out the dark gold sword with his backhand. , breathing quickly and eyes cold:

"you……"

Ye Jingtang knew that the problem was with him and quickly raised his hand to apologize:

"It's my fault, don't let go of your anger... No, my anger doesn't seem to go well..."

Xue Baijin pressed his chest, is this energy okay?

However, the evergreen picture is about people's energy. Xue Baijin did not dare to joke with his life. He put down the sword and let go of his hand, taking the evergreen picture:

"Look at the picture, can you hold it?"

"good."

Ye Jingtang was able to hold on completely, but he was afraid that he would be beaten by Bing Tuo Tuo. For this reason, he still pretended to be breathing unsteadily, sat up, and compared the pictures of Evergreen carefully.

Then……

Xue Baijin was afraid that something might go wrong, so he didn't want to disturb him. He just frowned and observed. However, after watching for a moment, he found that Ye Jingtang's expression was strange.

First, he looked at the Minglong Picture with solemn eyes; then he frowned slightly, a little surprised; then he concealed all emotions, stroking his fingers and thinking secretly...

Xue Baijin was naturally confused when he saw this. After waiting for a moment, he asked:

"How? How wrong is it?"

Ye Jingtang looked at the evergreen picture in his hand, considered it carefully for a long time, and made sure that the anger in Bing Tuo Tuo was gone before he said:

"I don't think this picture is right."

What? ?

When Xue Baijin heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched, his eyebrows stood up and he said coldly:

"How can I give you a fake picture? Even if I wanted to, where can I get you a fake picture with such material?"

"That's not what I meant."

Ye Jingtang raised his hand slightly to indicate calmness and explained:

"I just performed the deduction on my own. I have rehearsed it many times in my mind, and I think there will be no problems. But when I compared it with the real picture, I found that there were two or three mistakes..."

"That's wrong."

Xue Baijin said seriously: "If you deduce the Minglong Diagram on your own, it will be fine. If you can realize the mistakes, can you still make mistakes?"

Ye Jingtang knows this, but he has absolute knife sense, and the same goes for the method of deducing luck. Compared with a picture, he believes in his own judgment more, and thought for a while and said:

“The Singing Dragon Picture remains unchanged throughout the ages, but there are thousands of kinds of people, and everyone’s conditions are different.

"Do you think it is possible that when the Minglongtu was created, in order for everyone to learn it, the method was relatively moderate and intended to be suitable for everyone, but it is not the optimal solution for everyone.

"What I just deduced is an evergreen picture that suits my own conditions. It is slightly different from the real picture, but both are correct..."

Xue Baijin understood what Ye Jingtang meant - this is just like martial arts. The skills left by the ancestor may not be suitable for every apprentice, so the master has to 'teach students in accordance with their aptitude', based on the ancestral martial arts, and according to the apprentice's body shape , strengths, and foundation to fine-tune the moves.

No matter how hard you practice, you will never be able to surpass your ancestors by rotely memorizing the martial arts passed down from your ancestors. Only by learning from each other's strengths and making up for your own weaknesses, and making the martial arts completely fit you, that is, the 'harmony between man and nature', can you truly excel.

Xue Baijin frowned and thought for a moment, feeling that it was reasonable, but he still picked up the sword from the side with a stern look in his eyes:

"There have been so many geniuses throughout the ages, are you the only one who has this idea? What will be the final result? Don't think you are different, just practice according to the real plan. If something happens to Ning'er because you are conceited and insist on practicing alone, what will happen to Ning'er?"

Ye Jingtang didn't dare to bet that his opinion was correct. If there was a real picture, he would definitely practice the real picture. He raised his hand and said:

"I just expressed my opinion, and I didn't say that I would insist on having my own way. As for whether my opinion is right or wrong, when you and I fully 'know it' in the future, we will naturally understand whether I was right or wrong today."

Xue Baijin knew that Ye Jingtang was highly talented. Perhaps he was worried that he would agree on the surface but insist on his own way in private. He raised his sword and warned again:

“The most taboo thing among Jianghu people is not ignorance, but arrogance.

"I have nothing to do with you meeting by chance, but I am a sister to Ning'er. If you touch the taboo privately and cause trouble, I will dig you out and crush your ashes after you die."

Although the tone was fierce, Ye Jingtang could hear the concern in the words and advised:

"Nvxia Xue's talent is unparalleled in the world, but the gap between her and me shouldn't be too big. I've already explored the path, and there will definitely be mistakes. Don't take risks in the future."

Xue Baijin saw that Ye Jingtang could deduce mistakes, and no matter how arrogant he was, he had to weigh his own understanding. He nodded lightly, put away the sword and threw it to Ye Jingtang:

"Okay, you go back and take a bath and rest. If the empress asks for the Evergreen Picture, let her change it herself. You'd better not think about asking for it for the court, otherwise we will break up our friendship."

Ye Jingtang actually wanted to intercede, but Bingtuotuo's tone was so harsh that he couldn't open his mouth again, so he stood up and put on his shoes:

"Then I'll take my leave first. The leader should take a rest early."

Xue Baijin stood upright in front of the bed without looking back. He didn't pick up the Minglong picture until he heard footsteps and the door closed, trying to stuff it into his underwear again.

But halfway through, Xue Baijin suddenly remembered something and turned around:

"wait……"

There are no figures anywhere outside the room.

He ran really fast...

Xue Baijin took a breath, feeling that tonight he had lost his wife and lost his army.

As if this is not a metaphor, I really lost my wife and got on the evergreen map...

Although there was no sound coming from the next door, how could Xue Baijin wait here to listen to those unspeakable sounds? After shaking his head secretly, he put on his mask and jumped out of the window...