Immortal of Quick Transmigration, why are you blackened again?

Chapter 103 Red Jade Ring 10
She brought Lingyao to a quiet courtyard and said, "It's very quiet here, senior, you can practice martial arts with peace of mind."

Lingyao raised her eyes and looked at the so-called best courtyard. Although it was not as luxurious as Wuxin Palace, it was still acceptable.Especially the tall osmanthus tree stretched out, which she rarely saw.

"It's okay." She replied sincerely without being polite.

However, Tian Yao felt that she was a little picky, her expression changed slightly, and she changed the subject, "What do you want for dinner, senior? I'll send someone to bring it later."

"I'm used to eating delicacies from the mountains and the sea, and a simple meal is enough." Lingyao said lightly, "You can go ahead. If there is nothing else to do, don't bother me."

What else could Tianyao say, she could only say "yes" and left.

Lingyao finally became pure. She doesn't like to talk to people, and she is not good at talking with people. It's not that she doesn't understand what Tianyao said just now, but she just doesn't care about it.

She was just a little curious, what kind of master, what kind of head, the disciple disappeared for two years without sending someone to look for it, and he didn't change his heir to train him?

You must know that for martial arts, two years is very important, especially for this age group.

Just look at Han Chu training with her for five years and you will see a thing or two.

She sat down. This place is completely different from the Wuxin Palace, where the sun is not seen. You can see a large expanse of night sky, twinkling stars, and bright moonlight. You can also smell the leaves of plants and see little birds dancing around lights insect.

She found a quiet and open place to practice martial arts.

Wearing black clothes, Lingyao picked up a dead tree branch, and began to gesticulate on her own. The movements were smooth and smooth, and it was so fast that it was almost impossible to see how the moves were connected.

Originally, she was just having fun alone, but Lingyao had sharp eyes and ears, so why didn't she know that someone was coming?She just pretended not to notice that when the man stepped forward, the dead branch she was attacking stayed in the air for a short while, but she turned around quickly, and even before the branch fell half an inch, it fell again. She held it tightly in her palm, and then stabbed fiercely at the person behind her.

The top of the branch was less than a finger away from her throat, her eyes were slightly cold, she looked at the person hidden in the darkness and asked sharply: "Who is here!"

But the man laughed "Jie Jie", his voice was hoarse like a rusty mechanism, running creakingly, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

The man gently pushed aside the dead branches that almost killed him, and walked to the light. Only then did Lingyao notice the tray in his hand, and in his panic, there was no water on it.

She threw away the branch and stood with her hands behind her back: "Are you a food delivery man?"

The man put the tray on the small stone table, which contained a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed porridge, a greasy but fragrant roast chicken, and a pot of green plum wine.

Lingyao glanced at it and said: "It's really weird for you Tianqing sect to make dinner with such irrelevant things."

"You are also very strange." The man said.

Lingyao then took a closer look at him and discovered that there was a burn scar on the left half of his face from the corner of his mouth to his temple, connected to his left ear.

Lingyao's heart trembled, this person is only 40 to [-] years old, but there is such a scar, it looks like it's been a few years, I don't know how he survived it.

"What's weird about me!" she asked.

"Wuxin Palace has always ignored the affairs of the Jianghu. What it does is the business of the Jianghu. It is an unknown wealthy businessman in the martial arts. The disciples in the palace are not practicing martial arts every day, but are studying the way of doing business, and even monopolized the road of certain goods from the imperial court , It can be said that the family is the only one. But you want to get involved in the affairs of the martial arts, you want to get out of the ivory tower to wade in the muddy water, and step on the mud, I really don’t know what you think." He said, shaking his head, It seems very regrettable.

Lingyao was shocked, Wuxingong had always kept a low profile, why she was so extravagant, she didn't even say to Han Chu, how did this person know!
"Your name is...Shen Suyao?" The man changed the subject, "Because your father's surname is Shen and your mother's surname is Su, Yao is your name."

"Who the hell are you!" Ling Yao became anxious, and tugged on the man's sleeve, but he gently pushed him away.

"Don't be impatient when things happen, you are so ignorant of world affairs, why did Si Ming let you out?"

He actually knew Si Ming!

Lingyao already realized that he was not easy, and just about to ask, she saw Han Chu coming back from a distance, and the uncle lowered his head, turned and left.

The pace of leaving was unhurried, even a little staggering, nothing unusual at all.

Although he left in a hurry, Lingyao still heard his words, "Everyone has ghosts in their hearts, so don't trust them all."

"What's the matter?" Han Chu approached, and seeing that she was a little dazed, he asked.

"I just didn't know that your Tianqing faction matched dinner like this." Lingyao said nonsense.

Han Chu glanced at the food on the stone table and said, "Maybe the kitchen doesn't know what you like, so it prepared different styles so that it can know your preferences and prepare dishes in the future."

"Yes." Lingyao nodded obediently, "Which one you like, you eat first, and I'll eat the rest."

Han Chu smiled, sat down and looked at it, pulled the roast chicken towards him, and said, "Then this roast chicken that is fragrant and oily, not greasy is mine?"

As he spoke, he pulled the white fungus and lotus seed porridge to his side: "This one looks good too."

Ling Yao pouted, picked up the pot of wine and poured it into her own mouth.

She had never drank alcohol in the Wuxin Palace for more than 20 years. She drank too quickly and choked her so much that she couldn't help coughing.

"So what are you in such a hurry for?" Han Chu got up and helped her calm down, "That's all, you eat first, can you give me the rest?"

"No." When Lingyao thought of the so-called senior sister who led her today, she inexplicably disliked her. In Wuxin Palace, she was the palace master who was enshrined by everyone. How could she hold her breath?

But he was not willing to play petty temper with Han Chu, so he chose such a stupid way.

"This is wine? It's not as magical as it is written in the book. Although it has the sweet and sour taste of green plums, it also has an inexplicable spicy taste. It's really unpalatable." Although she said so, she took another big gulp.

"It's terrible, you still drink it?!" Han Chu couldn't laugh or cry.

"I want to see how powerful this thing that can relieve sorrow is!" Lingyao said seriously, "It is said that those who are sad drink alcohol and forget their worries; those who are happy drink alcohol and the world has no worries. Drinking. When you are proud, it is a cup of celebration, and when you are frustrated, it is the source of depravity. Since both sorrow and joy are drunk, I, who has neither joy nor sorrow, want to see what this wine tastes like."

After finishing speaking, she tore off her veil and drank the wine directly. The wine slipped from the corners of her vermilion lips, flowed over her smooth neck, flowed into her black clothes, and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)