Quarreling every day is said to be a show of affection

It is night, when the night is dead.

In the quiet cave, a handsome man was looking at the spirit tea on the table and thinking about something. Although his eyes were dark, his brows were frowning at times, and his eyes were peaceful at other times, as if...

"Thinking of spring?"

The man suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the white-clothed boy who suddenly appeared in the cave, bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty."

He paused for a moment, and suddenly realized what Jing Ling said just now, and hurriedly retorted: "This subordinate is not thinking about spring, but there are some things that I haven't thought about recently."

"Oh? Tell me." Jing Ling sat at the table, making tea and drinking gracefully, as if he didn't care about the man's entanglement.

Liping pursed his lips, "Your Majesty, I feel that Yaojun Zhiwei is very... against harmony, and it makes me feel very...strange."

"Oh? What kind of violation of the law?" Jing Ling looked at him with great interest, and encouraged him.

Liping squinted his eyes and said: "To tell you the truth, ever since I inspired the blood of the civet clan, I always foresaw something unexpectedly. But since I came to the civet clan and met Zhiwei, This intuition became even more strange. For example, I could foresee a white lotus plant that was about to bloom on the mountain in front of me. A little white civet swallowed it into its stomach in a daze, and obtained great fortune. But the next moment, this scene It immediately dispersed like water mist, and Zhiwei picked the white lotus away... After this phenomenon happened more than ten times, I thought at first that Zhiwei's talent for prediction was stronger than mine, so I picked it first. I got the first opportunity, and changed my destiny when I discovered it, so I was always cautious in front of her. Until later, I accidentally discovered that her predictive ability was very poor, and the awakening of the civet blood was weak, so I had doubts in my heart and felt very disobedient. and."

Jing Ling nodded, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, but he didn't explain, "Is there any more?"

Liping nodded sincerely: "There are more."

Under Jing Ling's curious gaze, Liping said, "Because of your majesty's mission, my subordinates have always been very wary of Zhiwei, but even so, recently there have been frequent signs of soft-heartedness and heart-beating. strangeness."

A smile flashed across Jing Ling's eyes: "Perhaps you are attracted to her. It's not surprising, and just looking at it today, she seems to be interested."

Liping shook his head vigorously, "Impossible!" As if wanting to prove his innocence, he said anxiously, "Your Majesty, I don't know what the other hybrids of the monster race are like, or it's because the blood of the civet race is too awakened, I was born cold-blooded, and few people can shake my emotions. In thousands of years of life, the only person who has walked into Xiangnu is absolutely impossible to be soft-hearted towards an enemy who is guarded in every possible way in such a short period of time. This is simply inappropriate It's common sense, it's against my nature. The subordinate and her will never have any feelings of missing her when they are separated, but once they meet, they are often in a trance, so the subordinate feels quite strange, and I hope your majesty will clarify."

Jing Ling tapped the teacup lightly: "How did she treat you?"

"Quite trustworthy," Liping replied decisively, "She is seducing me. Under my intuition, her behavior is not so much pleasing to me as she is treating me as a trophy to show off to someone. Tool. In addition, she also did all kinds of subtle seduction things for Ke Wen Yaojun in Fuxi Prefecture."

Jing Ling raised his head and looked straight into Liping's eyes. Liping looked back without timidity. After a long while, Jing Ling withdrew his gaze: "Have you heard of the Prophet of Another World?"

"A prophet from another world?" Liping shook his head.

"A prophet from another world is a soul from another world. By accident, he learned of the trajectory of this world and was reborn in this world. However, because of his status as a foreigner, he was able to escape the jurisdiction of heaven in advance."

"So Zhiwei is a prophet of another world?"

Jing Ling nodded: "Ten out of ten."

If Liping realized something, "That's how it is." This could explain why the other party was able to modify his fate quietly despite his lack of ability.

"As for the trance and delusion you said about Zhiwei," Jing Ling took a sip of tea and said unhurriedly: "There may be another reason."

Liping's eyes lit up, and he waited quietly for Jing Ling's words, but after waiting for a long while, he said nothing, "Your Majesty?"

Jing Ling turned around, "When you were in a trance looking at Zhiwei, what did you see?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, my subordinates dare not lie. In fact, my subordinates occasionally see the shadow of Xiang Nu in her body. I don't know if there is any other connection between the two."

"Since when?"

"After being promoted from Yaojun Zhiwei to Yaojun. Because before she retreated, I had never done this with her."

Jing Ling raised his eyebrows, "I heard that Zhiwei is good at refining weapons?"

"Yes, she is a well-known weapon master in Fuxi Prefecture."

"Then you should observe recently, which spirit weapon she has refined herself is the most precious, probably it was successfully refined before she advanced to the Yaojun retreat, especially if you are not willing or allowed to touch it, but you can be in it The one with the strongest scent of Shannu.”

After Jing Ling said this, Liping's body froze, and after a long while, he raised his head suddenly, with bruised veins: "Your Majesty, what do you mean?" He was short of breath, as if frightened by this conjecture, his eyes were red, Burst out a strong hatred.

"This is just my guess and it hasn't been confirmed yet. You can observe carefully. Once you have any clues, please remember to notify me as soon as possible."

Liping kept taking deep breaths, because of Jing Ling's words, his civet's prescient blood had already given him the answer: Your Majesty's guess is right!Your Majesty's truth!

Liping gritted his teeth bitterly, trying to calm down his emotions, nodded: "No!"

Jingling glanced at him lightly, thinking about all the beautiful men in the demon world around Zhiwei in the previous life, and finally said: "Beside Zhiwei, the most important thing you need to pay attention to is your original heart. If one day, you You have paid more attention to Zhiwei than Xiangnu, so you don’t have to do the investigation, and you don’t have to go back to me, just cancel the following contract by yourself.” Liping raised his head hurriedly, and promised with red eyes: “Please, Mr. Give your subordinates more trust, but your subordinates will not! Absolutely not!"

But if she is the murderer who killed Shanu, what's more, Shanu has been refined into a spirit weapon and exists in a certain party's spirit weapon to watch him, then he has already had the desire to go back to the past and treat that person with a soft heart. A hesitant self was torn apart and devoured.

Thinking of the self who used to hesitate on Zhiwei, and even the self who occasionally helped her with no harm or difficulty, how stupid!

Incurably stupid!

"Shannu..."

Jingling popped out a small invisible lens, "Next time, when you go to Zhiwei's cave, just leave it in the hidden place of her cave." Liping felt the figure hidden in the palm of his hand, and his consciousness completely The small lenses that cannot be felt are put away carefully, and the softness in the eyes has turned into frost again, "Li Ping will live up to the entrustment of the king."

Jing Ling got up, "This time, the Sanzhou Martial Arts Competition is under my arrangement."

"promise!"

When he raised his head again, the white-clothed young man in the cave had quietly disappeared. Liping maintained the posture of respectfully bowing his head for a long time, and whispered calmly: "Xianu don't be afraid, brother Liping will help you collect interest."

He raised his head suddenly, but saw that his eyes were red, his forehead had bulging veins, his fists and forearms were tense, but his movements were slow and strangely peaceful.

He opened his own space, took out each poison, and slowly began to refine it. Slowly, the white cave was gradually surrounded by purple smoke, and the expressions of the people inside could no longer be seen clearly.

Time slipped by, and before the Sanzhou Martial Arts Competition was about to start, Jing Ling finally received the feedback from the small mirror that Liping had placed in the Zhiwei Cave. Use your hands to enlarge a certain mirror above your head and look at the scene in the mirror.

At this time, Zhiwei was sitting safely in the cave, and took out a wrist bell from the space inside her body to play with. After a while, she sneered and disappeared in place.

Appearing again, she appeared in a cherry blossom forest, and Zhiwei looked gracefully and decently at the half-accented girl lying on the ground, and said with a smile: "Your brother Liping is really good, don't worry, I will take care of myself." I'll help you take care of him."

The girl was about ten years old, with only a few pieces of fabric on the key parts of her body, and a bewitching and heavy make-up that could not be seen at all, completely concealing the immaturity of her facial features.At this time, her eyes were empty, and a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes, but it changed extremely quickly, and was replaced by tears of gratitude from the bottom of her heart, "It is the blessing of brother Liping to be taken care of by the master."

"Hehe", Zhiwei covered her mouth and smiled delicately, pinched the girl's delicate cheek with one hand, looked directly at the admiration and gratitude in her eyes, and said with a smile: "It is indeed his blessing, and it will be up to him when the time comes." How is your performance and bed skills, please remember to taste it for me."

The girl nodded respectfully and joyfully, two small dimples appeared on her enchanting and heavily made-up cheeks: "No!"

Zhiwei frowned, the girl immediately put away her smile and dimples, lowered her head, concealing the overwhelming hatred that flashed past her eyes, but because of the restrictions of the master-servant contract, it immediately changed to sincere gratitude and happiness.

Zhiwei glanced at her indifferently, "Since you know your identity, it's good, you lowly slave, don't forget about today's self-duty mission, and shout louder."

"No! Thank you for the gift from the master, the subordinates will definitely enjoy it."

"Go away, bitch, don't get in the way here."

The girl's figure flashed, and she respectfully and quickly disappeared in front of Zhiwei.

Zhiwei fiddled with the panacea she had just obtained from Liping, with a disdainful smile on her lips: "This kind of young bitch can make the original owner so miserable in the original book? Now I will let her Take a good look, her reputation, her man, everything about her will be mine."

Hearing the lewd screams that started to sound in the cherry blossom forest, Zhiwei smiled smugly, and with a flash of her figure, she left the wrist bell space.

What she didn't notice was that a small mirror that was completely hidden and as small as dust slipped gently from the end of her skirt, leaving it in this space.