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

Yan Xing had a hard time these days. She went to Ruan Lutang's room to peek at the Sutra of Locking the Heart every night. Gong wandered around to explore the terrain.

The result of multitasking is that at this moment, she is trying to stay awake with two huge dark circles under her eyes, and she can't wait to support her eyelids with her hands to prevent them from fighting.

The third time when Yan Xing's head fell down, Ruan Lutang finally couldn't stand it anymore: "Why are you so sleepy, haven't slept all night?"

She stretched out her index finger to push Yan Xing's forehead, wanting her to lift her head up, Ruan Lutang didn't use much effort, but Yan Xing's whole body was distracted and unstable, and he was pushed all over the place.

Although it was a little bit different from what was expected, but the same goal by different routes, Yan Xing woke up instantly, got up from the ground, and opened his mouth to curse, to see who was not long-sighted to disturb her dream.

"Damn—" She glared at the other side angrily, just as she uttered a word, she saw Ruan Lutang with a concerned face.Before she had time to swear, the dirty words stuck in her throat.

If you can't bear it a little, you will make a big conspiracy, bear it!Finally, Yan Xing swallowed his saliva, and swallowed the dirty words back, his tone and eyes turned 180 degrees in sync with his eyes: "I feel a little dizzy, maybe I forgot to close the window last night, and I was invaded by the coolness, and I got the wind chill."

While talking, Yan Xing silently knelt and sat on the futon, coupled with a deliberate and conspicuous smirk, how well-behaved it really is.

"Cultivated by wind and cold?" Ruan Lutang frowned slightly, and looked at Yan Xing, who was neither red nor hot, "Cultivators have a strong body and are immune to all diseases. It's just that you didn't close the windows all night, did you catch the wind and cold? "

"..." Yan Xing lowered his head and rolled his eyes secretly, then he clenched his fist to cover his mouth and coughed heavily, and said in a weak voice, "Master doesn't know, Yan Xing's body has always been weak. Illness keeps coming. Although I have practiced fairy arts, I have suffered from the root of the disease since I was a child, and I can't stand the wind and the cold."

"what!"

Yan Xing, who can't stand the wind and can't stand the cold and can catch the wind and cold overnight after opening the window, looked alive and kicking when Yu Jian flew thousands of miles, without any discomfort at all.

Ruan Lutang just wanted to remind her that making up nonsense must be realistic, but suddenly she thought of something, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

"That's it," Ruan Lutang clenched his fist to cover his lips, and coughed lightly to cover up his smile, "Master, I read "Hundred Medicine Miscellaneous Notes" a few days ago, and it recorded prescriptions for treating various difficult and miscellaneous diseases."

Having said that, Ruan Lvtang paused for a moment.Yan Xing was completely unaware of the tragic consequences he was about to face, and praised with a wink: "Master really has covered a wide range of subjects. The disciple only studies Hunyuan Xinfa and locks—the exercises that he has come into contact with are already exhausting. It's shameful."

Ruan Lutang nodded in satisfaction, and continued the topic just now: "It just so happens that I have a glimpse of one of the prescriptions for improving your physique, which is very suitable for you."

"Ah?" Yan Xing's eyes were slightly dull, but he was not sleepy at all, and stared blankly at Ruan Lutang.

"Although the prepared soup smells stinky and disgusting," Ruan Lutang pretended not to see Yan Xing's face sinking to the point where he could wring out water, and said confidently to Yan Xing, "But Yan Xing has a tough heart. A small concession is nothing to you, is it?"

Yan Xing remained silent, looking at the peach tree ahead.

A bird was startled flying, causing a branch to tremble, and peach blossoms fell slowly.

A thin layer of petals had accumulated on the ground, with curled edges, half-rotted gray-black.

She turned her head again, Ruan Lutang was still looking at her tenderly: "Is that right?"

The energy that Yan Xing had just awakened suddenly dissipated, she shrank her neck, and replied in a long voice reluctantly: "Yes."

"Very good," Ruan Lutang reached out and rubbed Yan Xing's hair into a mess, trying to pretend to be a teacher, "Since you are my disciple, I should spend all my energy on your behalf."

"As a teacher, I'm going to make a soup for you, Yan Xing, you should meditate here first."

It is considered disrespectful to ask the master to cook soup for him except under special circumstances. It stands to reason that Yan Xing should stop Ruan Lutang in fear.But when she thought that she had to drink the bad-smelling and bad-tasting medicinal soup for no reason, she felt a hundred times unhappy.

Anyway, it's not that she hasn't done disrespectful things. She has slept in Ruan Lutang's bed countless times, so what's the big deal about asking her to make medicine for herself!

Thinking of this, Yan Xing immediately stayed where he was confidently, and even had to make an inch of it and told Ruan Lutang: "The disciple is most afraid of suffering, so I ask the master to bring some candied fruit along the way."

Ruan Lutang smiled, more like a fox than Yan Xing: "Remember."

She walked out of the Wanxing building, but she did not rush to the kitchen, but turned a corner and walked towards the meeting hall.

Yan Ruiguang was the only one in the hall, his thick eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his expression was dignified. Although his whole body was still majestic, the new strands of white hair on his temples betrayed his inner uneasiness.

"Palace Master." Ruan Lutang saluted politely.

Yan Ruiguang gave him a hand, and said with a smile, "It's just the two of us, so you don't have to be so polite."

"Senior brother," Ruan Lutang changed his words in an obedient manner, and asked, "Why did you summon me in such a hurry?"

"Does my junior sister know about the theft of the spirit key?" Yan Ruiguang observed Ruan Lutang's face, and laughed at himself, "It's really fantastic that I tried to hide such a big thing."

"Words have spread about this matter. In recent days, I have noticed that someone is acting sneakily and abnormally. After being tortured by words and deeds, I learned that he is actually an undercover agent who was planted by the demons into my Yuanyang Palace!"

"What's worse, he's not the only one. But there are too many things right now, and there is no time to investigate carefully. If the spirit key is stolen by the undercover demons, what should we do?" Yan Ruiguang patted the seat handle a few times , The sound of a sigh can smash through the floor tiles.

Ruan Lutang listened silently, and waited for Yan Ruiguang to finish speaking harshly, before saying: "Brother, don't worry, I know who the person who stole the spirit key is."

"You know?" Yan Ruiguang looked at Ruan Lvtang suddenly, and shouted, "Who is it!"

Ruan Lutang was unmoved, and said softly, "It doesn't matter who she is, I only know that she will never do anything against Yuan Yang, that's enough."

"It won't be bad for Yuanyang? How do you know!" Yan Ruiguang stared straight at Ruan Lutang, and asked forcefully, "It wasn't to deal with Yuanyang Palace, why did that person steal the spirit key? What kind of relationship are you and that person, sister?" relationship, why are you still defending him at this time?"

"Is it Yunhong? No, no. He has been by my side these days, and he hasn't noticed anything unusual."

"It's not Yunhong, and my junior sister took such good care of me, could it be...Yan Xing?" Yan Ruiguang's gaze was like a hook, and he ruthlessly scraped Ruan Lutang's face, tearing off her disguise, making her emotionally unrestrained Where to hide.

"Yan Xing," these two words passed Yan Ruiguang's mouth again, as if he had chewed them carefully, "It turned out to be this yellow-haired girl."

"It's her," Ruan Lutang readily admitted, "But please rest assured, the Palace Master, I guarantee that she will not, and will not harm Yuanyang Palace."

"You guarantee, what guarantee do you take?"

"I guarantee it with my life." Ruan Lutang looked up at him and said word by word.

"You..." Yan Ruiguang was dumbfounded, "Why are you so assured of her?"

……

On the other side, as soon as Ruan Lutang walked away, Yan Xing got up on his back.She yawned a few times unscrupulously, and lay on her back in Ruan Lutang's hammock.

Yan Xing closed his eyes and squinted for a while, opened his eyes before his consciousness slipped into the darkness of the sky, shook the hammock skillfully, leisurely took out a paper crane from his arms, poured subtle spiritual power into it, and said proudly : "Master, disciple Yan Xing, yesterday the disciple discovered a secret in the back mountain of Yuanyang Palace..."

The hammock swayed back and forth, and her gaze also swayed, and finally locked on the peach blossoms.

The peach trees in Wanxing Building are nourished by spiritual power and remain undefeated all year round, as if they were forever frozen in the moment when the flowers were blooming.

Yan Xing is not an arty person, and she has never done wine admiring the flowers. She has always only regarded this peach tree as a pink curtain, and has never looked at it carefully.

But even so, she also knew that these peach blossoms were not supposed to look like this.

Whether it is those hanging on the branches or those fluttering down, without exception, the edges of the petals are shrinking and curling with a circle of gray and black, as if there are countless ink droplets mixed in the pink sky.

The peach tree, which was frozen by time, became old and ruined silently.

Yan Xing looked at it for a while, and turned his eyes away.How can there be an invincible flower in the world?

But she was still in a trance for a moment, and when she spoke again, her voice fell in a dying voice: "Yesterday, my disciple found a secret passage in the back hill of Yuanyang Palace, leading to the underground meeting hall. How to deal with it is up to Master and Mozun to decide." .”

Yan Xing let go of his hand and released the paper crane, and the bird made of paper whirled and emerged from the cracks in the branches of the peach tree, stumbling and knocking down many flowers.Yan Xing took a few glances, and suddenly looked away as if being pricked by a needle, but a few traces of secret guilt arose in his heart.

Because of this, even though Ruan Lutang didn't bring back candied fruit for her, and the soup medicine was so bitter that both people and gods were angry, Yan Xing obediently drank the medicine without leaving anything behind.However, she was a little absent-minded.

Ruan Lutang followed Yan Xing's line of sight, and her eyes fell on those petals. She said softly, "This is due to the rapid growth of the demon's cultivation base, the overflow of demonic energy, and the invasion of miasma."

Yan Xing let out a muffled "hmm".

"The battle between the Demon Race and Yuanyang Palace is imminent. If there is a real fight, every plant and tree in Yuanyang will suffer, and it is difficult to protect yourself." Ruan Lutang stood beside Yan Xing, supported her shoulder and raised her voice, " All we can do is to protect Yuanyang to the death."

Yan Xing bit his lip, and repeated awkwardly: "This disciple will swear to protect Yuanyang to the death."

It was just a casual sentence to make Ruan Lvtang happy.When Yan Xing was thinking this way, Ruan Lutang suddenly spoke.

"I'm sorry, Yan Xing." Ruan Lutang looked at her fixedly, the emotions in his eyes were unpredictable, "You just lost Qingyan, I didn't expect that so soon, you would be involved in the dispute between Yuanyang Palace and Demon Lord again Among them."

Yan Xing was stunned for a while, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, Yan Xing's dissatisfaction and resentment towards her seemed to have disappeared, replaced by an unspeakable sour taste.

The one who started the dispute was actually her...

Yan Xing felt her face was burning hot, she bent down abruptly, retched violently a few times, tears came out of vomiting.

But her consciousness was extremely clear.

"It's too late, revenge has already begun."

The author has something to say: After two days of coding, I closed my eyes and fell asleep orz

Today is a bit better, when I woke up it was [-]:[-], I felt like I fell asleep after ddl catching up with my thesis, it was scary.

Thanks to Altair for the 1 bottle of nutrient solution, Gulu Gulu, I hope to drink it so that I don’t get sleepy pls