After wearing the book, the heroine is black

Zhou Zhuying took out the cloak that Xiao Xinyue lent her to wear, and said guiltyly: "Well, I only found out after I came back that your cloak seemed to have been scratched at some point. You also know that I have no money, so... "

Xiao Xinyue saw that the incisions on the cloak were very neat, and knew that it was the knife of the group of disciples in the afternoon.But in order to teach Zhou Zhuying a lesson, she didn't say it on purpose, but said: "I don't want you to lose money, just return it to me after sewing it up. Remember to sew it better."

Zhou Zhuying: "..."

She knows needlework, but "knowledge" does not mean proficiency.

It's okay to mend a button on a shirt and a pocket on a trouser, but she can't do it if the stitches are neat and tight.

Not to mention that Xiao Xinyue wanted her to sew it better, how could it be considered good-looking?Does it count if it sews like a centipede?Or do you want to sew a flower?

Xiao Xinyue said again: "If you don't sew, you are not allowed to go out."

Zhou Zhuying: "..."

She was asking for trouble.

The urn responded angrily, but it didn't prevent her from finishing the meal neatly.

Xiao Xinyue didn't eat much food. Zhou Zhuying saw her and said, "You people in Jianghu do some physical work like fighting and killing all day long. You should eat more so that you won't be so thin."

Xiao Xinyue stared at her: "You always say 'you are from the rivers and lakes', what? This means, you are not from the rivers and lakes?"

"Thousand Machine Sect is gone, so I shouldn't be considered a member of the rivers and lakes!"

There was a trace of inquiry in Xiao Xinyue's eyes: "You created Qianji Cult by yourself, and it's gone, aren't you sad?"

Zhou Zhuying wanted to say that she was not sad, but the one who was sad was probably the original owner.But would the hostess think that she, the leader, is indifferent and disregarding old feelings?This is not conducive to her portraying a harmless and gentle image in front of the heroine.

So she pretended to be sad and said: "I'm so sad, the tears I shed for it in my heart are like a vast ocean. But it can be destroyed in your hands, and it doesn't mean it has insulted its name as the number one sect of evil."

Xiao Xinyue: "..."

Sorry, she couldn't see where the teacher showed a sad look.

Zhou Zhuying inquired calmly: "But Sister Saint, what are you going to do with me? Are you going to lock me up until I grow old?"

When it comes to such sensitive topics, Xiao Xinyue's eyes always become sharp and thought-provoking. She smiled and asked, "How does the leader want us to deal with you?"

Zhou Zhuying felt terrified when she saw her, and thought to herself, it's better not to yell at her all the time, so that her life safety can be guaranteed, and then provide her with some materials, so that she can do experiments when she has nothing to do. , so as not to wear books for too long and forget what you have learned.

Besides, there seems to be nothing unacceptable about being locked up for a long time.

Of course, negotiations cannot show their cards at the beginning.

She said: "I think we can work together. Regardless of whether the saintess believes it or not, I have sincerely repented, so Zhengdao can take this opportunity to create a positive image of the leader of the Demon Cult who has been cleansed under the influence of Zhengdao. "

Xiao Xinyue said: "Whether it is good for the righteous way to whitewash the leader of the demon sect?"

"The benefits are great. You know, the Devil's Cult is inexhaustible, because as long as there are injustices in the world and tragedies with nowhere to appeal, then there will be people who are desperate and forced to evil. Evil people who have evil thoughts but do evil, and because of conflicts with righteous people, they eventually hate righteous people...

"As the saying goes, blocking is worse than sparse. Instead of killing these people, it is better to actively guide those who have not committed major mistakes, and give them a chance to reform. Let them know that the leader of the Demon Cult like me, all If they can reform themselves under the influence of the righteous way, they will certainly be able to!"

Xiao Xinyue pondered for a while, and looked at her a little differently: "You've been doing this every day, where do you come from so many fallacies?"

"How can this be called nonsense? We must know that some prisons, oh, big prisons have launched advertisements to warn the people not to do evil by promoting the goodness of the prison cells, so we can follow suit."

Xiao Xinyue's focus is different: "Where did the prison launch the advertisement?"

Zhou Zhuying: "..., the prison of Qianji Sect."

Xiao Xinyue didn't say whether she believed it or not, she only said that she was thinking about it.

Zhou Zhuying didn't care whether she considered it or not, she hit the snake with the stick, and took the opportunity to say: "It's best, let me have a chance to appear, so as to increase my credibility! Then I will praise the righteous way appropriately, For example, the food is very good, everyone in the Moshan School is easy-going and polite, and you can completely experience the feeling of being at home in the Moshan School..."

Xiao Xinyue sneered: "At the end of the day, you still want to go out."

"I call it foreign exchange." Zhou Zhuying quibbled.

Xiao Xinyue looked at her with a half-smile: "Does the leader know how many sects out there that have lost their disciples in the fight against the demon sect want to communicate with the leader?"

Zhou Zhuying pouted, thinking that what the heroine meant was that there were many people out there wanting her life!

But these people didn't even think about it, the ones who killed Shangu Mountain were these decent families, their own martial arts were too good, and they were killed by demon disciples in self-defense, how could it be her fault?

No martial arts world could do without a figure like Yue Buqun.

Xiao Xinyue knew that she was unhappy, but she did not intend to compromise on this.She cleaned up the dishes and said, "Stay well."

Watching her go out, Zhou Zhuying suddenly had an inexplicable thought: Why do I feel that the heroine is protecting me?

But how is it possible?

The heroine, no matter how saintly she is, would not be so out of her wits.

That must be her illusion.

Putting aside her distracting thoughts, she took the torn cloak, wondering how to sew it up.

It's a pity that the conditions don't allow it, otherwise she would build a sewing machine and save a lot of effort.

After taking a hot bath at night, she asked the female disciple for a needle and thread, and at first she sewed it up, and then there was an ugly "scar" on the cloak.

She thought of a certain tone that she had nothing to do on weekdays, so she took apart the needle and thread again, and tried to see if she could really sew a flower on it.

Just thinking about drawing the blueprint first, the melodious sound of the piano sounded outside the door again.

Zhou Zhuying followed the sound and saw that Xiao Xinyue had placed a qin table in the plum blossom forest, and a Guqin was placed on the table.There is a small incense burner in the corner of the table, from which smoke curls up.

Xiao Xinyue's pale and slender fingers gently plucked the strings, the sound of the piano was melodious and smooth, without any stagnation.

What Zhou Zhuying dreamed about before seems to be coming true one by one:

Before the flowers and under the moon, the saint is plucking the piano with her hands, and the leader listens with all her ears.A movement and a stillness complement each other.

This scene is so beautiful!It is one step closer to "the heroine plays the piano and I make tea"!

Zhou Zhuying, who has no musical talent, couldn't help feeling excited.

Although Xiao Xinyue was playing the piano to a cow, Zhou Zhuying showed the attitude that a qualified listener should have - after Xiao Xinyue played a piece, she quickly applauded: "Good!"

Xiao Xinyue asked her: "What's the good thing?"

"Fortunately..." Zhou Zhuying racked her brains to search for adjectives, but the search failed, so she could only say dryly, "It's a good thing."

Xiao Xinyue: "..."

She knew that she couldn't have too much hope for the leader's appreciation level.

"Why didn't the leader go back to sleep this time?"

Zhou Zhuying was a little sluggish: "Huh?"

"Didn't you take the sound of my piano as a lullaby last time, and fell asleep halfway through it?"

Zhou Zhuying was quite embarrassed when someone exposed her disrespectful side, she sneered: "It was last time, it was too tiring, Duke Zhou summoned me to sleep, I have to obey!"

"Did Zhou Gong not find the leader this time?"

"He is busy with his affairs, so how can he look for me every night."

Xiao Xinyue put the piano away, and her voice was a little cold: "It seems that the leader can't sleep alone, so he went to meet Duke Zhou at night."

Zhou Zhuying said with tea in her tea: "Sleeping alone, it is indeed a bit empty and lonely."

Xiao Xinyue got up and walked in front of Zhou Zhuying: "What does the leader mean, do you still want to find a few people to warm the bed?"

Fortunately, realizing that the atmosphere was not right, Zhou Zhuying didn't dare to make too much noise, and said humbly: "I can't, I'm a prisoner, and living in a place with tiles to cover my head and shelter from the wind and rain is already very good. How can I expect such a luxurious place?" treatment!"

"The leader is quite self-aware. But you reminded me that as a prisoner, you have other uses."

"Use, use?" Why does this word sound a bit unharmonious?

"Warm the saint's bed."

Zhou Zhuying: "..."

Did she inspire some strange habit of the saint?