Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

The conch-like lines circling on the surface are spinning rapidly at this moment, making people dazzled.

"Gui Die, what's wrong with you?" Song Jing asked, why suddenly...

Gui Die's voice was a bit difficult, and he said every word: "Probably... it's about to break out of the cocoon."

It was too sudden.

Song Jing was stunned, the ghost butterfly turned into a cocoon, so long time had passed.

It's like being pregnant in October. After waiting for a long time, one day, without any warning, it is said that it is about to give birth.

They are obviously used to the existence of cocoons, used to always saying that they can't break out of the cocoon... Song Jing didn't know whether she should be surprised or surprised, she could only look at the cocoon in her palm with a little worry, hoping that the ghost butterfly would not make any mistakes .

"Don't worry." Yaotao giggled, "Ghost Butterfly broke through the cocoon once when she transformed into form. Now that she has a lot of experience, what are you afraid of? Didn't you humans say that the second child is often faster than the cocoon?" Is the first baby still alive?"

"Yao Tao, don't make random metaphors if you have no brains." Gui Die's voice sounded eerie, but it didn't sound from the heart, but from the ear, clearly, shaking the air.

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Succeeded?

Song Jing looked at the palm, the cocoon had turned into light and disappeared, a blue-purple butterfly the size of a fist stretched its wings, and flew into the air as light as nothing, lingering in an elegant and light posture.The edges of the flexible butterfly wings have small dark red wavy stripes, which are dangerous and weird.

"Woo..." Yaotao reluctantly responded, and then became angry again, "Gui Die, you have transformed... Hurry up and fly over here... I haven't seen you for a long time..."

"You dare to order me?" Ghost Butterfly was looking for trouble, but still flapped its wings, and flew towards the small window of the attic, flying into a gorgeous blooming pink.

Song Jing listened to the soft and charming laughter of the Peach Blossom Demon, who could not help but bend the corners of her lips, raised her head slightly, with an unpredictable expression...Since Shu Jinxiu has not explained what he meant, then she I don't want to stay here any longer...the capital, there are still people waiting for me to go back...

"What's so funny?" A low voice sounded like a clear spring flowing under the night, "I want to know too."

"Shu Jinxiu." Song Jing glanced sideways at him, this evildoer seemed a little tired...

"I brought you the pen, ink, paper and inkstone you wanted." Shu Jinxiu raised her hand, and the inkstone was neatly arranged on the wooden table, exuding a unique fragrance of calligraphy and painting.

"Let Lian Yun and the others bring it, why do you need to make an extra trip." Song Jing looked at the pens and inks on the table, they were all of good quality, and it was rare to find such high-quality things in Yaoyue Sect.

Shu Jinxiu naturally sat down beside Song Jing, staring at Song Jing with wine-red eyes: "Every calligraphy and painting, once finished, must be handed over to Lian Yun and the others for inspection. You really have to be careful when you practice calligraphy and painting. Woolen cloth."

"En." Song Jing narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Are you still afraid that I might escape?"

"I'm so scared." Shu Jinxiu said half-truthfully, "I dare not underestimate little Song Jing."

"If you want to check, just check." Song Jing said indifferently, "As long as I don't destroy my paintings and calligraphy."

Shu Jinxiu stared at him for a long while, and finally smiled monstrously: "When I entered the room just now, when I saw your smile, I always felt like you were leaving. It really scared me to death."

"I left, you have no loss, right?" Song Jing raised her eyebrows, "I'm useless anymore."

"Why is it useless?" Shu Jinxiu raised the corners of her eyes, "The usage of Nine Nether Orchid Juice, I really need to ask little Song Jing for advice."

105 Maybe I Like You

"Teach me what?" Song Jing slightly squinted her eyes.

Shu Jinxiu giggled, her burgundy eyes glistened, she looked straight at Song Jing, her voice was bewitching, as if she was hypnotizing: "Little Song Jing, please give me your advice on how to use Nine Nether Orchid Juice. Wow."

Song Jing sneered: "Since it's juice, wouldn't it be enough to drink it?"

"But, what if it wasn't for drinking?" Shu Jinxiu frowned, "If it kills someone, it would be so bad."

"Is the life in your hands less? Shu Jinxiu." Song Jing sneered.

"Can't you tell me?" Shu Jinxiu said in a sad tone, which made me feel pitiful.

Song Jing looked at him coldly: "Do you think I will know? I don't even know where the Nine Nether Orchid Juice is, but I also know how to use it? Why didn't you ask her clearly when you attacked Hongli?"

"Little Song Jing is still blaming me for Xiao Hongli's matter." Shu Jinxiu looked at Song Jing aggrievedly, "I asked, but she didn't know. Xiao Hongli is still alive and well, but It’s nothing to lose two legs. Don’t blame me.”

"I won't interfere with the path she chooses by herself." Song Jing said lightly, "But I really don't know how to use the Nine Nether Orchid Juice you mentioned."

"Really?" Shu Jinxiu sighed softly, "I got it but can't use it. It's really nerve-wracking."

Song Jing mocked slightly: "I want to get it but I don't have the guts to try it. Don't you understand that any gain is directly proportional to the risk? If you want to get something for nothing, want to sit back and enjoy it, and want to wait for the pie to fall from the sky, how can you do that?" Is there such a good thing?"

"I understand." Shu Jinxiu looked disappointed, "If it was me, I would have drank it straight away, but I am not the one who wants to use Jiuyouming blue juice."

Song Jing's eyes flickered, is there someone behind Shu Jinxiu?What kind of powerful guy should be the person who controls Shu Jinxiu?

"Anyway, I don't know." Song Jing glanced at him, "He who is too timid to try, why did you help him so far?"

Even I can easily see that he is obviously tired, and his usually radiant figure has lost a lot of light. Such a gorgeous person is actually so hurt because of the usage of Nine Nether Orchid Juice.

That Nine Nether Orchid Juice is fake...so no matter how hard you try, you will never find the correct way to use it.

So why...why work so hard for something that won't bear fruit?

Song Jing suddenly became curious: "Could you tell me what the Nine Nether Orchid Juice looks like?"

Shu Jinxiu mocked helplessly: "It's like boiled water. It's colorless and tasteless. If it's put together with ordinary boiled water, I probably wouldn't be able to tell which one is the Nine Nether Orchid Juice."

Song Jing squinted her eyes, her father in this body was more ruthless than she imagined... According to her own guess, the Nine Nether Orchid Juice that Shu Jinxiu got from Hongli was probably boiled water.Originally, it was plain boiled water, so no matter how the people taught by Ren Yaoyue did research, it was still plain boiled water...

I want to study the use of boiled water to change life against the sky... Isn't it funny?

Song Jing suddenly sympathized with Shu Jinxiu, such a stunning and gorgeous person, unexpectedly stumbled in this.

"Don't feel sorry for me." Seeing Song Jing's pitiful gaze, Shu Jinxiu raised her red lips, "I don't believe it, I can't handle that thing."

It's true that I can't figure it out... The result of a long-awaited plan...

"You got the Nine Nether Orchid Juice from Hongli, the aristocratic family knows about it, right?" Song Jing smiled slightly, "Have you had a hard time recently?"

Shu Jinxiu glared at him complainingly: "Little Song Jing, you are making me unhappy. I came to you just to relax."

What he said was half-truth and half-false, it really sounded like he could get spiritual comfort by Song Jing's side.

Song Jing smiled indifferently, who would believe it?

Suddenly startled, Song Jing raised her gaze subconsciously, then quickly retracted it...Who would...believe it?

I don't know if Shu Jinxiu's sincerity still exists... I can't see through him, so I subconsciously keep a distance...

"The aristocratic families are very annoying." Shu Jinxiu still smiled, "Your little wolf is busy looking for you all over the world. But with Xia Yu on my side, the aristocratic families are not a problem."

Xia Yu... Song Jing pursed her lips, Xia Yu has never been on your side... Shu Jinxiu... If you only have these cards in your hole, you will definitely lose badly...

"Does little Song Jing want to go back to the capital now?" Shu Jinxiu asked suddenly.

Song Jing was taken aback for a moment before realizing what Shu Jinxiu was asking, and said flatly, "I really want to go back."

"But I won't let you go back." Shu Jinxiu giggled, as if she had done something great, her spirits were high, the red clothes gradually disappeared into the attic, only the lingering sound of laughter echoed in the small space reverberate.

What is this for?Song Jing has always been unable to see through Shu Jinxiu, including this time of course.

He looked at the pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the table, and then raised his eyes to look out of the window, where blue-purple butterflies were flying back and forth among the gorgeous pink peach blossoms, leisurely and playful.

Anyway, I'm getting ready to leave.

He sat down at the table, polished his pen, calmed down, and prepared to start his escape plan.

The attic door was opened again, Lian Yun walked in with a cold face, Xiao Yue behind him blushed, and followed in silently.

Song Jing ignored the two people beside her, picked up a pen, wrote or painted, all done in one go, her wrists were nimble and natural.

Every time he finished writing or drawing a piece, Lian Yun had to take the calligraphy and painting to check carefully, to check whether there is a hidden formation in the painting or in the handwriting... After all, the peach blossom miasma Song Jing drew last time Yes, Shu Jinxiu was indeed trapped.

Song Jing had neither sorrow nor joy in his heart, how can others see the Xiao family's calligraphy and painting?

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