Little People of Cultivation

Even if that Murong Ling is really overpowering and beautiful, she is still a little girl who is only 11 years old. If she didn't have the aura of Mary Sue, how could she fascinate so many men at such a young age? Although those men are jealous of each other, they still hold her in harmony. You must know that although those teenagers are young, they come from aristocratic families, and their curiosity is naturally much higher than that of ordinary people.

What Bai Moran can think of, Bai Ling can naturally think of too.Although he now knew that there were cultivators, he didn't think about those supernatural aspects for a while, he only thought that Murong Ling was very scheming and sophisticated at such a young age.

"That's really a pity." Although Bai Ling is young, the children of the family are more precocious than ordinary people. Of course, he understands the special significance of beauty to men, especially the beauty of Murong Ling's level. For some men, that is meritorious service It is glory.

But he also understands that women are just women, as long as they have power and strength, they can have as many as they want.

Soon Bai Ling put Murong Ling behind him, and Bai Moran didn't have to take the risk of contacting the time-traveling girl, which really made him heave a sigh of relief.

But there are some things that you can't avoid just by saying "avoid".

Bai Ling is a well-known genius in the Bai family, and now he has the bonus of being a cultivator and good seedling, so he can be regarded as a dazzling existence among this group of people.And Murong Ling was just a girl who had just entered high school in her previous life, and she was more tormented by those early Mary Su novels. Even if there was a talented disciple like Nangong Feng Murong Xing around him, she still liked to seduce people, especially those who Handsome and excellent men seem to have special hobbies, which is actually the case.Murong Ling enjoys the obsessed eyes of those young men for her. When she sees them jealous of her, Murong Ling feels a sense of pleasure. Therefore, no matter how many people are around her, as long as she sees a handsome and outstanding man, Murong Ling will not be able to help herself. To get closer, to exude their own charm without any trace, so that they can focus on themselves.

Maybe after so many years, the only thing Murong Ling has improved is the skill of seducing people, but now Murong Ling's eyes have fallen on Bai Ling, not to mention the value of the Bai family's seventh young master, genius and other vassal values, just that handsome and delicate face Make Murong Ling focus on him.

It was also because of this that Bai Ling, who usually didn't go out very much, wanted to go out for a walk on a rare warm afternoon, and saw a beautiful woman sitting in the garden under a huge cherry blossom tree in full bloom.

The pink cherry blossoms are like steaming clouds, bringing a touch of pink to the blue sky, but this kind of beauty is far less dazzling and full of aura than the girl under the tree.

The girl was sitting on the ground, still dressed in pale yellow, but the pink petals that fell from time to time made the yellow dyed with a lively color. There was a guqin on her lap, with slender and white fingers, gently plucking the piano Strings, the melodious sound of the piano flowed through his white jade fingertips, making people involuntarily listen attentively.

Bai Ling blinked involuntarily. Although he knew that Murong Ling was very good at seducing people, he had to admit that the scene in front of him was too beautiful to break.

But this person is indeed on his way forward. This huge inn is divided into three areas according to the three countries of Eastern Wei, Northern Yan, and Xiyue, and each area has seven or eight beautiful small houses. The garden is convenient for the children of these aristocratic families to relax and prevent them from easily meeting people they don't want to know.

Bai Ling went for a walk, and the time was not fixed, so he could still be blocked by Murong Ling, which really surprised Bai Ling.

Closing his eyes and listening carefully, Bai Ling commented unceremoniously: "The music is excellent, the technique is qualified, but the emotion..." Bai Ling sneered, turned around and turned to another road without hesitation, and continued his walk.

It wasn't until Bai Ling's back disappeared that Murong Ling turned his head to look in that direction, the purity in his eyes disappeared, replaced by the calculation and ambition that must be won.

"You are mine." Murong Ling murmured to herself, and continued to play, but at this time, "High Mountain and Flowing Water" had been replaced with "House of Flying Daggers". , different from her usual agility and innocence, on the contrary, there is a danger of wind and rain. Now it does not match her usual image, but she has a certain charm.

The boy who was the first to come and lay behind a clump of pale red flowers not far behind Murong Ling slowly opened his eyes, a trace of bloodthirsty and madness flashed in those black jewel-like eyes.

If Murong Ling sees this kind of person, he will definitely be shocked. This young man with a handsome appearance is at best named Murong Jue. He is her twin brother, and he is different from Murong Ling who is outstanding in appearance and imposing.He is ordinary, he is silent, and he is a small and transparent existence at home. If it is not detected that he has the aptitude for cultivation, no one will think that this person exists in the Murong family, even if his sister is rated as the number one in the Murong family. beauty.

Murong Ling stretched out his hand, and tightly grasped the clothes around his heart, there was a sudden throbbing pain.But Murong Jue still smiled, full of madness, "Che'er, don't worry, I will kill her, that despicable thief and robber will definitely not live long."

Murong Jue covered his eyes with his hand to conceal the bloodthirsty impulse within.

He doesn't know about other people, but Murong Jue has memory since birth, so he knows his half body, his sister very well.

His younger sister, Murong Che, was a name both he and his younger sister recognized.It's not Murong Ling, even if this name is recorded in the family tree of the Murong family.

Before the age of three, the one who was with him was his real sister, but after the age of three, the strange and attractive Murong Ling was not his sister at all.

That's a liar, that's a robber.

That Murong Ling deceived everyone, that Murong Ling took away her sister's body.

His sister was with him, and one day, he would kill the weird existence that snatched his sister's body.

A bloodthirsty and crazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he had to wait patiently, like the most patient hunter.

On the third floor facing this small garden, a boy sat sideways on the railing, looking at the girl playing the piano in the garden from a distance, with a hint of wariness in his eyes.And behind him, a beautiful young girl stood quietly, her eyes fell on the boy, as if she was looking at her only god.