The vicious female supporting cast is crying because of her [Quick Transmigration]

Ruan Lutang waved her hand, and the layers of bed curtains fell down in response, covering Yan Xing's body with a "patta", wrapping her tightly.

"Master Yunhong..."

As soon as Yan Xing yelled half a sentence, he was buried in layers of gauze curtains and swallowed up his voice.

When she struggled out from the pile of gauze tents, the light gauze blouse she was wearing was even more messy, revealing more snow-white skin.

Yan Xing put back the scattered hairpins, and shouted again without getting discouraged: "Senior Brother Yunhong──"

"It's you?"

Her soft voice disappeared immediately, and she yelled out slightly sharply, without concealing the disappointment on her face.

Ruan Lutang stood still, stroked the body of the plaster bottle, and only uttered a questioning syllable: "Huh?"

Only then did Yan Xing realize his identity, and hurriedly suppressed his disappointment, got up, put on the face of Xiao Baihua again, and said, "Master, why are you here?"

Ruan Lutang asked back: "Why, there is someone else you want to see?"

Yan Xing said frankly: "I have some residual injuries on my body, Senior Brother Yunhong promised to come and bring me medicine."

Ruan Lutang replied with a mixture of truth and falsehood: "Yunhong has been practicing diligently these days, and his energy is exhausted. I asked him to go back to rest earlier."

Hearing that Ruan Lutang disturbed his good affairs again, Yan Xing gritted his teeth angrily, and said, "It's because Yan Xing didn't think carefully, and I'm troubled by brother."

She spoke thoughtfully, but her hands were about to tear a hole in the silk bed sheet.

Ruan Lutang pretended not to see, and walked up slowly, spread out her five fingers, and handed the medicine bottle to Yan Xing.

Yan Xing froze for a moment, and raised his hand to pick it up, but Ruan Lutang withdrew his fingers and gripped the bottle tightly.

Her gaze moved from Yan Xing's green fingertips along her arms to her delicate shoulders and neck. Relying on the fact that her sight was blocked by the head curtain, Ruan Lutang admired it for a while without any restraint, and then said: "Your clothes are disheveled, why not?" Decent. If it was Yunhong who came in, would you also dress up like this to see him?"

Yan Xing belatedly pulled his coat over his body, rolled his round eyes twice, and argued: "Master, I was just checking the wound, I didn't intend to expose it to others."

Of course what she said was a lie, the previous glimpse was enough for Ruan Lutang to see clearly, Yan Xing's back was all white, where did the wound come from?

Ruan Lutang curled her lips into a smile, and walked closer, "Speaking of which, Master hasn't checked your injury yet, why don't you turn around and let me take a closer look?"

"No, no need." Yan Xing flinched back a few times, and repeatedly refused, "A small injury has mostly healed up, so there is no need to bother Master anymore."

"That's good."

Ruan Lutang spread out his palm again: "This is the wound medicine that Yunhong found for you, please accept it."

Yan Xing glanced at Ruan Lutang vigilantly, just stretched out his hand, then took it back, pulled down the sleeve vigorously, until the palm covered only a few fingertips, and then stretched out his hand to take the medicine bottle: "Thank you, Master , Thank you, brother."

"Yeah." Ruan Lutang did not leave, but continued to stand in front of Yanxing's bed, and asked as if chatting: "Last year's hero hunting conference, Qingyan also participated, and the ancient leader led Qingyan's young talents to gather in Yunyang, One of them is his beloved daughter."

She paused for a moment and looked at Yan Xing: "But I remember that the beloved daughter of the ancient leader is not you."

Yan Xing's body froze, but only for a moment, her eyes were red again, and she sobbed, "That's my sister, I was weak and sick since I was young, so I never traveled far."

"Oh, don't worry," Ruan Lvtang reassured, "Stand on the plum blossom pile for a few more days with disciple Yunyang, and your physique will improve soon."

"..."

Ruan Lutang continued: "The demons slaughtered Qingyan, I think you hate them to the bone."

Hearing the word "Demon Race", Yan Xing felt a little uncomfortable, she nodded perfunctorily, acquiescing.

Ruan Lutang wanted her to say it herself: "Isn't it?"

Yan Xing was silent for a moment, and finally opened his mouth unwillingly, "In this life, I will never live with the demons."

Ruan Lutang snickered, and put on an air of immortality again: "Yanxing, Qingyan is gone, you should cherish your life even more, and don't let hatred blind your eyes."

"..."

Yan Xing's face turned blue.

Yunhong is indeed diligent. Although his cultivation is among the best among the young disciples in Yunyang, he still does not relax, getting up before dawn to practice every day.

Ruan Lutang simply threw Yan Xing to him, and asked him to teach him from introductory mental techniques to basic swordsmanship one by one, while he lay leisurely on the hammock in the courtyard.

She didn't wear a bamboo hat today, she changed into a mask as thin as a cicada's wings, and read some idle books while eating snacks.

The courtyard in Wanxing Building is very large, a peach tree is rooted in a corner of the courtyard, and the tree crown covers half of the courtyard.

The hammock was hung under the peach tree, and when Yun Hong and Yan Xing swung their swords, the sword energy slanted, and the peach blossoms fell rustlingly, falling on Ruan Lutang's head and body and on the pages of the book in his hand.

Ruan Lutang swept the petals off the paper with a wave, and heard the voices of Yan Xing and Yunhong in his ears.

"Senior brother Yunhong, I can't use this trick anyway, please help me take a look."

With a soft voice, Yan Xing moved closer to Yunhong's side and acted like a baby: "I obviously used the sword as you demonstrated, senior brother, why can't I use it?"

Her ulterior motives were not about drinking, even the system could see it: "Host, why did you let Yun Hong teach Yan Xing how to practice swords? Isn't this just sending a sheep into a tiger's mouth?"

Ruan Lutang didn't speak, but turned around and looked in the direction of the two.

Yan Xing held the wooden sword softly, looked at Yun Hong shyly and timidly, with tender eyes.

Yun Hong still had the appearance of a decent gentleman, deliberately kept a distance of two inches from Yan Xing, and said: "In this case, you should go through the previous set of swordsmanship again."

Yan Xing obediently went through the sword technique, and then went to look at Yunhong: "It still doesn't work. Why don't you do this, senior brother, hold my hand and teach me again."

She took two steps forward excitedly, Yun Hong then took two steps back, and said lightly: "No need, junior sister, you have memorized the moves, but your arms are weak and your sword skills are weak, so you can't exert your sword power."

"Luck heart, Shen." Yun Hong recited a mantra, his two fingers merged and pointed at Yan Xing, and Yan Xing's arms suddenly sank, falling straight down.

Yun Hong stood with his sword behind his back: "I have cast spells on you, junior sister. Junior sister should feel that your arms are heavy now, and it is difficult to raise your hands and throw your feet. If you practice more in this state, junior sister will definitely increase your arm strength in three days, and then it will be natural. That's how you use your sword skills."

Yan Xing: "..."

system:"……"

Ruan Lutang smiled triumphantly: "You know why now, don't you?"

The system murmured: "Understood, what kind of big white sheep is Yunhong, he is an iron goat, let alone eat him, it is almost impossible to bite."

Ruan Lutang rolled his eyes with a smile, and thought that he was a master, so it was not good to openly mock his disciples like this.He simply folded the book upside down on his face, and fell asleep on the hammock.

Yun Hong glanced at this side, and suddenly made a move to set up a barrier in front of Ruan Lutang's body, isolating all the voices from their side outside the barrier.

Yan Xing noticed his movements, and raised his eyes to look at Yun Hong, only to see that he was looking intently at Ruan Lutang, his face moved slightly, half melancholy and half longing.

She followed and looked at the pretty figure under the peach tree, with a gloomy look in her eyes.

……

With Yunhong helping to teach Yan Xing, Ruan Lutang had nothing to do all day long, flipping back and forth in the "Qi Dan Yi Yao Zhi" back and forth, thinking in a daze that tonight is the day of the full moon once a month.

She was in a good mood, lying on the roof alone at night, drinking alone against the moon.

Ruan Lutang felt a little drunk after drinking a pot of top-quality honey. With this drunkenness, she lay down on the roof for more than half an hour.

Just after the ugly time, a puff of white smoke suddenly sprang out from the yard, and the smoke spun around a few times and slowly dissipated, revealing a figure wrapped in it, which was Yan Xing.

She first stood quietly in the courtyard for a while, making sure that there was no sound coming from Ruan Lutang and Yunhong's room, and then cautiously passed through the courtyard as a wisp of white smoke.

It's a pity that she kept secrets and forgot to check the roof, maybe it was because she didn't expect that there would be someone who was so bored that he would lie on the roof in the middle of the night, or maybe Ruan Lutang was her doom.

Ruan Lutang silently watched Yan Xing's figure disappear, she didn't catch up, but called the system: "System, put on the surveillance."

"...Host, I'm not a monitor."

The system muttered something, and obediently called up the screen on Yan Xing's side.

She was in a dense forest outside the Yuanyang Realm, and a man in a black robe and cloak stood in front of her, talking in a low voice.

"How is the progress between you and Yunhong?"

Yan Xing lowered his head: "The disciple is useless, but that Yunhong is a piece of wood, no matter how tempted he is, he won't be moved."

The man in black seemed to be a little angry, and there was a creaking sound from his throat.

Yan Xing hurriedly saluted and confessed: "Master, please calm down. This disciple has already worshiped Ruan Lutang as his teacher, and he is a brother and sister of the same school as Yunhong. Given time, he will definitely gain his trust."

"Oh?" The black-robed man was a little interested, "The deputy palace lord has always maintained her integrity, how did you get her to accept you as a disciple?"

Yan Xing's face showed a bit of complacency: "Ruan Lvtang proposed it on her own initiative. She saw that I was unique, so she asked me to worship her as a teacher on the spot."

The man in black smiled gratifiedly: "Okay, you are indeed my most beloved disciple." He asked again, "Your identity hasn't been revealed, has it?"

"No, this disciple has acted cautiously and hasn't left any flaws yet." Yan Xing snorted, "This Palace Master Ruan is nothing more than that, and he can't compare with Master."

Her bragging made the black-robed man very helpful, and his tone was much gentler: "Seven days later, there will be a hero hunting meeting. At that time, Yunyang will choose a successor as the palace master, and tell him the secret of the spirit key."

"Yunhong is the most outstanding of Yunyang's disciples. Not surprisingly, he must have won the first place in this hero hunting competition."

"It's not long before the Demon Lord wakes up, Yan Xing, you must hurry up and get the whereabouts of the spirit key from Yunhong's mouth."

Yan Xing clenched his fists: "Of order, this disciple will go all out to assist the Demon Respect Seizing Human Realm."

The man in black nodded in satisfaction, turned around and disappeared into the dense forest, and Yan Xing also turned around and walked towards the Wanxing Building.

The system turned off the screen, and Ruan Lutang sighed heavily.

It should not have given birth to a little joy: "Seeing that the opponent is so strong, are you finally afraid?"

"No."

Ruan Lutang rested her chin and said very sadly, "I'm wondering whether Yan Xing is really stupid or not. She doesn't really think that her flawed acting skills can deceive the world, right?"

system:"……"

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