Siheyuan: Incredible understanding and superb cooking skills

Duan Ling turned in a circle and used the internal energy in his body. He found that the temperature around him dropped sharply. The light fixture above his head that had been turned off suddenly lit up again with a "click", flashing with light, adding a sneaky feeling. The huge room was silent, and suddenly the sound of high heels stepping on the floor was heard, the sound of "ta-ta-ta" was clearly audible.

Duan Ling sighed deeply and opened his eyes slightly. He was just thinking about practicing, but he was often interrupted by others.

Above the ceiling, there was the outline of a terrifying human face, with blood secreted from the face, long black hair hanging down, and a chilling expression.

As they looked at each other in silence, the banshee smiled evilly, and her appearance became more terrifying.

** Duan Ling felt a little angry at being harassed, so he grabbed the strange hair of the female monster and pulled it to the floor below.

A horrible expression froze on her face. The delicate and graceful girl took out a huge copper hammer from the monster's chest and hit her hard.

The next scene was extremely tragic. Such a powerful female demon was defeated by Duan Ling, and her shrill wails continued.

"Tell me, what are you doing here?"

The banshee in front of him had been beaten to the brink of fainting and was unable to resist. "My master, Elder Dongshan, asked me to come and help. He promised to make a sacrifice for me afterwards." She had no descendants. If no one worshipped her after her death, she could only rely on others' orders to do things in exchange for some paper money as compensation.

The task she received was one that drove Duan Ling crazy. She thought it was a small challenge that would be easy, but in the end, she encountered unprecedented difficulties. She regretted this experience.

The resentment towards Dong Shan seemed to be far greater than what ordinary people expected. "I really didn't expect Elder Dong Shan to respond so strongly to an act that humiliated him."

The expression he showed afterwards seemed to be a display of the copper hammer in his hand, and his tone was indifferent.

"I give you two choices. Either accept the fate of this hammer force, or do as I say."

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Duan Ling did not think that it was just the ghost that attacked her specifically, and Cui Mingyu's embarrassing situation also showed that the situation might not be good for him.

Taking advantage of the time before dawn, she walked out of the dormitory and went straight to Cui Mingyu's room. Cui Mingyu's room was at the other end of the same floor. A faint sound came from behind the closed door.

In a flash of her mind, the door lock automatically slid open. When she saw the scene inside, a slight change of color flashed across her eyes.

Next to the messy mattress, Cui Mingyu lay on his back with a look of horror. His clothes were torn and there were obvious marks of scratches from a sharp weapon, which made people feel sad and sympathetic.

A young man stood at the end of the bed, dressed in red clothes, like a burning fire. A man wearing red clothes will give people a vulgar feeling if you are not careful. But under the reflection of his extraordinary handsome face, his sharp temperament like a sharp sword actually set off such a handsome look. Hey, Duan Ling inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had met him somewhere before. But if you have met such a face, you will definitely remember it.

In his hand was a faint light, and on the sword was pierced a desperate human soul.

It was obvious that the soul that broke into the bedroom was also in trouble.

It was like a big hand touching a thorny issue.

He couldn't help but marvel at the fineness of the blade and yearn for those rare spiritual stones. If they didn't have an owner, they would definitely be taken away by her as her own private property. Her eyes swept back and forth between the young man and Cui Mingyu. Humph, two people in the same room in the middle of the night... Hmm... It must be the pure friendship of ** comrades!

When the human soul saw her, it was like seeing a life-saving straw, "Wan Hong, help me!"

It was the female ghost who escaped from the room before. Wan Hong, who finally got the opportunity to make a contribution, replied hurriedly: "I really don't know you! We have no connection! I swear, I haven't touched anything about you." Her sonorous answer was full of distrust, revealing a story of plastic feelings to everyone, and at the same time she stood firmly behind her position, as if she was the only leader.

The other man's soul was almost out of breath and his soul was almost torn into pieces.

A fresh force descended upon the soul, allowing it to stabilize. "Wan Hong, I didn't allow you to die!" The young man's cold voice contained a kind of determination. Although this person had committed an unforgivable sin, he also made people feel extremely desolate and sad at this moment.

Cui Mingyu seemed to have a final conclusion, put aside his worries, and hurriedly changed into the incomplete clothes to avoid further suffering. He was still sleeping soundly, but was suddenly strangled by the soul, almost making him see his grandfather. Then the unknown young man suddenly appeared and killed him with a sword dance.

His clothes were torn to pieces, with pieces of cloth lying on top of each other.

However, for the young man who saved his life, the clothes were obviously not worth mentioning, and Cui Mingyu had no reason to complain.

"Miss Qin Su, I was worried about what might have happened and came to check on you to find that you were so safe." She responded with a chuckle.

"You're welcome, Master. I'm fine." He replied, and turned his attention to the young man in red, with a questioning tone. "Is this your companion?"

"No, I don't know him." Cui Mingyu hurriedly denied.

The young man straightened up and handed the sword to him. Without words, the meaning behind it was clear. He wanted to give her this spiritual weapon. A spiritual treasure! In a situation where she was so poor that she only had one magic weapon left, it was like good luck falling from the sky to encounter such a treasure. Qin Su stared at the young man in confusion and asked, "Is this your generous gift?"

The boy's eyes lit up and he nodded in affirmation. "I am willing to be your sword and protect you."

The young man's voice was clear and melodious, full of sincerity and perseverance. Which woman could refuse such enthusiasm?

Lin Yi!

She had been staring at Xiao Ran's good looks all day, and had already developed a resistance. Xiao Ran was acting like a spoiled child, but his strength was definitely far less than hers. Besides, this person was full of mystery. Is there anything free in the world? It would be a waste if she suffered a loss because of a momentary impulse!

Lin Yi said simply and clearly: "I am not good at swordsmanship."

Are you used to hammering?

The flame of hope in the eyes of the boy beside the coffee table died down, like a kitten with its tail pulled down. "Is it because my power is not enough for you to respect me? I will go and strengthen myself right now!"

When Lin Yi faced the spiritual treasure in front of him, he used great willpower to refuse it. After finally shifting his attention to his knife, he accidentally caught a glimpse of two faint characters: Black Iron.

"Xuantie" contains both the name of iron and its own literal translation, and is not an ordinary word. However, there is indeed a biography of a sword named "Xuantie" in the long history. Most people may juxtapose the two and think that such a complex of loving someone so deeply that they name him is not impossible. But Lin Yi has lived in the cultivation world for a whole thousand years.

Could it be that this young prince is the one who is connected to the spirit of the precious sword?

The choice unfolded in her mind. Sure enough, when her consciousness deepened, she really realized that the aura surrounding the young master shared the same vein as the spiritual weapon in his hand.

Behind that polite refusal, she actually refused a spirit's recognition as her own? She had once had the opportunity to accept an ownerless spirit but didn't take advantage of it, and regrets were planted since then.

Lin Yi secretly regretted it in her heart, but she had to maintain the image of a "master" in front of everyone, which forced her to maintain a firm stance and not make any changes.

Lin Yi was in great pain.

There was a hint of regret in his words: "Didn't I say you came here to find your soulmate? Then why did you appear in this room again?"

The knife went straight into his bones, but his answer was to accept his fate: "I divined that my soul would appear east of this hotel, so I naturally took this path."

Hey! Sure enough, this is the direction of the room she is in!

Lin Yi's face was cold: "That's the west side, not the southeast corner."

The little boy with blue eyes was speechless for a moment, obviously a little confused.

The young man said seriously: "The directions to the hotel must be wrong."

After knowing this, he was a directionally challenged person, right? In this day and age, could these blade spirits have the wisdom to find their relatives and take the initiative to go to their door?

The air was heavy for a few seconds.

The crying voice of her spirit daughter echoed in her mind like a storm:

The unbearable sound made her choose to ignore it, and she resolutely blocked her spiritual consciousness.

.......

Zang Yun did not understand Yan Zhi's true identity, but simply thought that she was a messenger who came to investigate her fate with Lin Yi.

After a dry cough, the topic turned to: "Why did those two evil ghosts come to attack us?"

The prodigal demon Manhong directly revealed Dong Dashan's true identity and did not hide her purpose at all - he is a useful character.

It was hard to tell good from evil, Canglan's face darkened: "I was still messed up by this unrighteous person. Their attack was a provocation, so don't blame me for being ruthless to them! With the help of the family's power, it is not a problem to defeat Dong Dashan at the business level."

In less than a blink of an eye, after brewing many coping methods in his heart, his face was still filled with a kind smile.

True feelings overflow: "I sincerely thank the two generations of masters for their guidance."

If he hadn't met Qin Su, the master named "Yanzhi" might never have come. Not to mention, she personally visited him, so the master must remember this favor.

Qin Su waved her hand gently. "You are too polite." Cui Mingyu took good care of them during this process. "I am repaying you."

She knew it was not right to disturb others' rest, after all, she still had to sit for several hours. So she said goodbye to Yanzhi gently. Before leaving, she put away the magic sword that Yanzhi had brought.

Staring at the magic weapon in his hand, Qin Su said to himself: "Okay, as long as you recognize the identity of the owner of this magic sword again this time. I won't be polite this time!"