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Looking at the man in red, Lian Meng felt his throat a little dry.

He didn't know when Lian Qingren learned the disguise technique, let alone how the Young Master Qi saw through his identity.

But these two places are not the focus now.

The point is, his good junior "died before leaving the teacher", and he was arranged clearly after only a few steps away from the stage.

"Ugh."

Lian Meng sighed.

The earnest and earnest voice of Young Master Qi came to my ears again: "It's important to eat, and I will think about how to escape later."

"..." At this point, Lian Meng really has nothing to say.

He picked up the chopsticks, trying to turn his grief and anger into appetite, but when he lowered his head, he found that the vegetables Qi Nian had picked up for him had piled up into a small hill in his bowl.

"You..." Lian Meng was a little surprised.

Qi Nian looked up and asked him what happened.

Lian Meng didn't speak. He looked at the "hill" and thought it was a coincidence.Because the dishes in the bowl are all his favorite.

"Don't like it?" Qi Nian asked again.

Lian Meng shook his head, and said falteringly: "No, no."

After listening to him, Qi Nian laughed again.

Lian Meng looked at him, panicked inexplicably, he cleared his throat, and then silently gnawed on that "hill".

Unexpectedly, at this time, even Qingren also found an opportunity to rub over.

The red dress was really conspicuous, even Meng Kanling raised his head, and he turned his head too, but before he could see clearly, a red figure pressed over.

Lian Meng wanted to remind him that his identity had been exposed, but before he could speak, his good junior whispered in his ear, "Zishi, the roof."

"Okay... okay."

Hearing Lian Meng's answer, Lian Qingren stood up quickly, and he completed the last "process" very dedicatedly.

"I'm so sorry, I accidentally slipped on it just now."

He pretended to be seductive, but he was completely out of order, looking lame and funny.

Lian Meng was speechless, but he still said in cooperation: "It's okay, it's okay."

Then the shining figure walked away shaking his waist.

Ling Yin looked at the back of Lian Qingren leaving, and suddenly laughed: "Your junior brother is quite interesting. Is he pretending to be a young lady in the incense shop?"

"..." Lian Meng sighed and really didn't want to speak.

After another cup of tea, the three of them finally finished their meal.

It was already dark at that time, and Qi Nian said that he didn't seem to be feeling well, so Ling Yin helped him back to his room.

Qi Nian and Ling Yin live together, it looks like a big guest room, quite spacious.

And Lian Meng lived next door to them, in a small single room.

Speaking of which, Lian Meng didn't expect that Qi Nian would feel relieved to leave him alone.

He is not sick or injured now, so it is not difficult to escape at night.Does that person have other "tricks"?

Lian Meng was a little worried, but that night Qi Nian suddenly became seriously ill, and Ling Yin was so busy taking care of him that he had no time to take care of other things.

When night fell, the neighbor finally stopped.

Lian Meng flew up to the roof with ease.

But his good junior did not show up.

Lian Meng felt strange, he wanted to take advantage of the moonlight to find Lian Qingren's room first.

Unexpectedly, on the way of searching, I heard Qi Nian's cough again.

So, he flew up a few times with light work, and then clung to the window, carefully peeping into the house.

Candles were lit inside, but it was still not bright enough, and one could only vaguely see the figure of Ling Cheng getting medicine for Qi Nian.

What Ling Yin held in his hand didn't seem to be an ordinary soup, it was pitch black and he couldn't see clearly at all.He carefully handed the medicine to Qi Nian, let him chew it, and took it with water.

Lian Meng was puzzled, but he didn't know much about Qi Nian's condition, so he thought it might be some ancient prescription.

After taking the medicine, Qi Nian seemed to feel better, but he still covered his mouth and coughed continuously.

Ling Yin patted him on the back, and asked a few words with a solemn expression.

It seems that the eldest young master's illness is really not serious, but Lian Meng has never seen this kind of illness, which can damage people's body and mind.

Afterwards, Ling Yin took care of Qi Nian to sleep, and extinguished the candle again.

Lian Meng remembered that the time he had agreed with Lian Qingren had come, so he hurriedly left.

But when he reached the roof again, there was still no one in sight.

Lian Mengchao took a few steps aside, wondering if something had happened to his junior brother, but before he could look further, his head suddenly felt another sharp pain.

Same as last time, the feeling of pain came and went, but an inexplicable excitement began to spread throughout his body again.

Lian Meng closed his eyes and adjusted his breath a little with exercise, but he was startled when someone behind him tapped his foot to the ground.

"Brother?"

Lian Qingren's voice sounded behind him, and Lian Mengqiang turned around with support, and he saw the red dress.

This coquettish color was like a bright light in the dark night, instantly blinding Lian Meng.

However, the most unbearable thing is Lian Qingren's face after disguise...

"By the way, where did you learn the disguise technique?"

"When I went out, the second master opened a small stove."

"Then where does your face come from?"

"The Jiuchun Pavilion we saw when we came..."

"Is Jiuchun Pavilion a brothel?"

"Jiuchun Hall is a study! Your thoughts are too dirty."

"It was your dress that misled me."

Lian Meng still had a severe headache, but he tried to remain calm so that no one would notice.

Lian Qingren sighed beside him, not planning to mess around with him any longer.

He squinted at Lian Meng, and finally couldn't help asking: "Brother, what happened that night? Why did you go with them?"

"It's hard to say." Lian Meng bit his lip and responded with difficulty.

"Really?" Lian Qingren obviously didn't understand.

Lian Meng calmed down and didn't want to entangle any more: "Anyway, let's get out of here first."

"But did you get the jade pendant?"

"not yet."

"Brother, you..."

Halfway through the conversation, Lian Qingren seemed to have noticed something strange about Lian Meng.

His forehead seemed to be dripping with sweat, and his face was contorted, looking extremely painful.

Seeing his uncomfortable expression, Lian Qingren hurriedly asked nervously: "Brother Lian Meng, what's wrong with you?"

"I...it's fine..."

The pain eased a bit, Lian Meng looked at Lian Qingren, and was about to explain a few words to him, but suddenly, a sharp pain hit him, and he finally couldn't bear it, and bent down in pain.

"Brother? Brother Lian Meng?"

Lian Qingren's worried voice came from the side, but Lian Meng felt that the voice seemed to be coming from afar, and gradually became inaudible.

The familiar excitement in his body was becoming more and more intense, but his consciousness became more and more blurred as if he had fallen into a fog.

Lian Meng forcibly urged his inner strength, and then suddenly, he saw a white light flashing in front of his eyes——

Lian Meng opened his eyes, shivered, and raised his head abruptly.

"Brother?"

Lian Qingren called out a few more times. He was about to step forward when he saw Lian Mengshou stood up suddenly.

"Senior brother, why do you..."

Even Qingren couldn't go on talking about the latter.

Because Lian Meng turned around slowly and looked at him with an extremely strange expression.

"Junior Brother Qingren." He frowned tightly, with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face, "We don't have time."

"what?"

Looks like you're sick again?

Lian Qingren looked at him suspiciously, feeling extremely anxious.

He subconsciously went to La Lianmeng's hand, thinking that he would never be allowed to act alone this time.

Still, it's no use worrying.

Because Lian Meng's condition has deteriorated to an unprecedented level——

"Junior Brother Qingren."

Lian Meng said suddenly.

He stood with his back to Lian Qingren, and after saying that, he remained silent for a while.

During this time, the night wind blew his long hair, and the moonlight shone on his back.

Lian Qingren looked dazed, who knows what's more terrifying is yet to come.

Lian Meng turned his head suddenly, looked at Lian Qingren, and called softly, "Junior Brother Qingren."

"What's the matter, brother?"

"As the saying goes, when a person is about to die, his words are good. I have to say something to you."

"..."

Lian Qingren looked at him in astonishment, but Lian Meng suddenly pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, and recited a poem righteously: "As the saying goes...

Rizhao censer produces purple smoke!The Thousand Path Beast is extinct!Talented people come out from generation to generation!Will bend the bow and shoot the full moon! "

"..." Lian Qingren opened his mouth, unable to say a word for a long time.

He breathed a sigh of relief calmly, and then Lian Meng returned to that gentle and loving expression: "Senior brother Qingren. I hope my dear brother will not forget the ambition of a foolish brother."

As he said that, he did his light work together, rubbed a few times and flew away without a trace.

Lian Qingren called eagerly behind him a few times, but it was no use anymore.

Lian Meng's goal is very clear.

After a while, he stopped in front of the familiar wooden window.

There were a few unbearable coughing sounds from inside, and something flashed in Lian Meng's mind, but before he could see it clearly, the restlessness in his mind took over...

Immediately, he rushed in through the window, and ran all the way to the prayer bed.

Ling Yin was not there, and Qi Nian was leaning on the bed with his hair loose.

He was wearing white obscene clothes, and his face was a little pale.Seeing Lian Meng barging in suddenly, there was no surprise on his face.

At this time, there was a rushing sound outside the window, and someone seemed to be coming outside the door.

But Lian Meng ignored it.He frowned and looked at Qi Nian, and then he didn't know which muscle was wrong, so he went straight...to pounce on it.

At this time, the two people outside the house opened the door at the same time, broke the window and entered... Then there was a sound of broken porcelain bowls, and a gasped exclamation.

Lian Meng felt that someone hit him on the head again with a stick.

But before he fainted, only Qi Nian's smiling eyes were left in front of him.