The full-level master just wants to be a waste

Like Nian Han, Luomei Valley is located in Zhongzhou, not very far away. Ning Rong will arrive soon with Fu Xia.

In fact, Luomei Valley has always had no position. It is said to be a sect, let alone a well-known pharmacy.

Most of the sects have their own separate medicine peaks, just like the pill shop of Nian Hanzong.Most medicines are self-sufficient.I'm going to buy them in Luomei Valley, that is, those medicines whose secret recipes are not rumored in Luomei Valley.For example, the ones Daotong sent over.

Now that the plum blossoms outside Luomei Valley are blooming, others can't live in Luomei Valley.

They could only settle down in the small town outside Luomei Valley.That small town is like Little Los Angeles at the foot of the Shangqing faction, and it survived by virtue of the fame of Luomei Valley.They can't make much money throughout the year, so they wait for the two months at the end of the year and winter, when others come to Luomei Valley to see the plum blossoms, and they earn a little money from tourists.

Ning Rong took Fu Xia to find the inn.

This time there were really a lot of people, which was different from the time in Licheng.The streets are full of people, coming and going rubbing shoulders.

It's winter again. It snowed before, but now the snow has been trampled and turned into water.When it gets cold, it turns into ice.

There is only one layer of snow and one layer of ice, and there is a thick layer of ice under the feet. If you walk fast, you will be afraid of falling.

Not all the people walking on the street are from the world of cultivating immortals, there are also many mortals who come here admiringly.They were afraid of the cold, so they wrapped themselves in layers.I was also afraid that the ice on the street was too thick and I would fall if I walked too fast, so I could only move slowly.

So the street was extremely crowded, and Fu Xia could only walk slowly.If you walk two steps, you will be blown by the fur on other people's cloaks.

Fu Xia squinted his eyes, took off the gray-brown hair on his face, compared his heart to his heart, and asked the little backer: "Can I take off the cloak?"

Ning Rong asked in a low voice, "Aren't you cold?"

Fu Xia nodded: "It's not cold anymore. It's a little hot after walking."

Ning Rong: "Then don't wear it."

Fu Xia nodded, but didn't take off the cloak, but pulled Ning Rong to a space on the side of the road, and opened his arms.A look of waiting for Ning Rong to undress herself.

Ning Rong laughed, reached out to untie the knot she tied, and took off the cloak.I took it back.

Fu Xia smiled and took a step forward: "Let's go!"

According to the routine in the storybook, with so many people this time, they must have traveled all over the city, only to find one room, and then they were forced to live in only one room.

Although it didn't happen in Licheng last time, there were no people in Licheng at that time. Now that there are so many people here, it must be possible to do this!

Even though he has lived alone in the same room with his little backer many times, Fu Xia is still looking forward to this routine.

After all, no one would dislike spending a long time with the person they like.

And this time alone!I and my little backer came out alone. If we live alone in the same room, it should be different from the previous one, right?

She was very interested, and asked Ning Rong from one inn to another.

Every inn said there were no rooms left.

Ning Rong frowned, feeling that something might be wrong.

But Fu Xia never felt anything, she just had a premonition that she would definitely be able to live with her little backer if this continued.

She went on to ask.

Walked to the last inn in the city.

The crowd was still bustling, and the guests sat and ate in the lobby of the inn, surrounding the table, talking loudly while eating.

In this environment, Fu Xia knocked on the counter and asked, "Are there any rooms?"

After finishing speaking, Fu Xia felt a little flustered.

No way, no way, this is the last inn, if there is still no place, then there will be no place to stay today!

But it was useless for her to pray by herself. Under her expectant eyes, the clerk showed the same embarrassed smile as the previous clerks: "I'm sorry, sir, the store has no rooms today."

Ning Rong frowned, a little regretful.

Now that I know that Junior Sister wants to come to Luomei Valley, why didn't I book a room in advance, and there is no room to live in now.Junior sister has been blowing a day of wind today, and has been on the road for so long, but there is no place to rest?

Fu Xia looked back at the little backer, looked at the little backer's face, and quickly guessed what she was thinking.

She took Lan Ningrong's hand, and the panic in her heart was swept away.She even wanted to laugh a little, and teased the little backer with a soft voice: "What should I do, senior sister, there are no rooms left."

Ning Rong also wanted to go and have a look, maybe some residents would have a room to live in.

Fu Xia said directly: "I have no choice but to stay awake, let me take my senior sister and go for a while!"

Ning Rong didn't know why, and was pulled away by Fu Xia.

Ning Rong has always been ready to take Fu Xia away, this is the first time that Ning Rong doesn't know where to go to follow Fu Xia.It was still a little fresh, she didn't speak, feeling this different feeling.Looking at the back of Fu Xia in front of him, I wondered in my mind whether the junior sister's hand behind her was also looking at me like this.

But I should be different from my junior sister, right?

The junior sister seems to be a little taller than myself, with a thin body.

Ning Rong's eyes looked down from the fluff of Fu Xia's back collar a little bit, and looked at that waist bit by bit.

Because it was winter and he was outside again today, Fu Xia wore an extra layer of jacket than before in Nian Hanzong's hand.

Even with such a jacket, her waist is still slender.Being so bundled at the waist, it looks narrow.It doesn't feel like a grip, it sways naturally when walking, and looks very powerful.

When Su Miao was talking to her junior sister, she mentioned such a waist.

Ning Rong suddenly regained consciousness.I don't know why, but I feel a little guilty and a little ashamed.

I don't know if I am annoyed that I am looking at my junior sister's waist in a daze, or I am annoyed by what Su Miao said.

There are mixed feelings in my heart, and before I can figure it out, I feel that Fu Xia stopped.

Ning Rong looked up at Fu Xia.

Fu Xia was standing in front of a lantern stall, holding a rabbit lantern, watching carefully.

There were still many people standing in front of the stall looking at the lights, so the stall owner didn't specifically say anything to Fu Xia.

Fu Xia turned back with the lamp, smiled and asked Ning Rong: "Senior Sister, I want a lamp, can I?"

Even when she was acting like a baby, her eyes were a little indifferent and capable, but now she is slightly squinting, reflecting the red light in her hand, giving her a rare warm look.

Ning Rong wanted to look at it, but didn't want to look at it, so she took a quick look, then immediately looked away to look at the other lights on the booth.Nodding indiscriminately: "Okay, buy."

As she spoke, she hurriedly took out the purse and put it in Fu Xia's hand.

Fu Xia took the purse over, seeing that the little backer didn't look at himself at all, and looked at him twice more puzzled.Seeing the panic in the little backer's eyes, he couldn't help but smile.Pretending not to see it, he turned his head and continued to look at the light.

But in fact, Fu Xia doesn't like lights very much. She has good five senses. Even at night, she can see things clearly from a distance. Things like night lights are tasteless, and I don't really need them.

So she doesn't like this kind of thing too much.

It's just that I'm with the little backer now, and I happen to see such a beautiful and lovely lamp, so I want to take a look.

So she looked at the lamp on the surface, but actually observed the little backer's reaction from the corner of her eye.

Ning Rong looked at the lights for a while.The people in the booth looked at the lights, and walked slowly along the booth to look at other lights.Fu Xia was squeezed and followed.

Ning Rong was behind Fu Xia, and followed Fu Xia forward.

After looking at the crowd in front of Fu Xia for a while, I couldn't help looking back at Fu Xia.

Look at those not straight, but long eyelashes, look at her looking at the lamp, the unprecedentedly popular eyes reflecting the lamp.

My heart was pounding.

Fu Xia suddenly raised her head and bumped into Ning Rong's eyes.

She smiled slightly and asked Ning Rong: "Senior Sister? What do you think I am doing?"

Ning Rong stared blankly at her junior sister, unable to speak.

She thought about it, but hadn't figured out what to say.Fu Xia took out the money from his purse, bought a simple small lamp, held it in one hand, and wrapped Ning Rong's arm in the other: "Let's go."

Ning Rong's arm was held back by her, and her hand naturally drooped, and it was placed on Fu Xia's waist.

As he swayed while walking, he bumped into Fu Xia's waist from time to time.

It knocked Ning Rong into a mess.

Fu Xia led Ning Rong forward, explaining to her: "Since there is no inn room to stay in, let's not sleep today, let's find a place to play all night, okay?"

Ning Rong nodded: "Yes, yes."

"Use your money, can you?"

Ning Rong was in a mess, and nodded indiscriminately: "Yes, yes."

Fu Xia was smiling, walked through the crowd, and led Ning Rong to stand in front of a brightly lit house.

The tip of the nose is full of incense powder.

Ning Rong thought that her junior sister brought her to the rouge shop, and before she could look at the sign above the shop, she saw someone coming out of it.

A woman in a crimson dress came out gracefully, waving a handkerchief, and called softly, "Master, do you want to come and see?"

From the corner of her eye, Ning Rong saw the words on the signboard behind the two big red lanterns: "Yihong Courtyard."

The bustard was speaking to a group of men behind Fu Xia.The group of men really went in.

Fu Xia pulled Ning Rong to go in too.

Ning Rong's feet seemed to be frozen, refusing to move.

Fu Xia knew why, she was amused, and wanted to tease the little backer: "Senior sister, why are you not moving?"

Ning Rong was speechless, kept a straight face for a while, and asked, "Do you know where this is?"

"I know,"

Fu Xia shook Ning Rong's arm: "Come and see, I haven't been there yet."

Ning Rong reluctantly followed in, followed Fu Xia reluctantly and sat on the downstairs seat, with a straight face, not watching the woman singing on the stage at all.

It was not the first time that the old bustard saw a woman who came to the Qinlou Chuguan, but in her memory, most of the people with this expression in the brothel came to catch rape.

But today's business is so good, if she makes a scene, it will delay her own business.

The old bustard was terrified, and gave Ning Rong many more dishes of dried fruit.

Fu Xia was amused in her heart, and couldn't help stretching out her hand to touch Ning Rong's face: "Senior Sister, just smile, look, the people on the stage are all looking at you."

Ning Rong couldn't help but look up at the people on the stage.

Sure enough, he was looking at himself.

Ning Rong was even angrier.

How do you know she's looking at me?Have you been looking at her? !

Fu Xia looked at the little backer and took a deep breath, almost laughing in his heart.But I still couldn't help but want to tease the little backer: "That's right, I was looking at you."

Ning Rong covered Fu Xia's eyes with his hands: "I've already been here, let's go."

"Let's go, where else can we stay for the night?"

Ning Rong was a little more serious: "Master asked me to watch you."

Fu Xia actually came here to find a place to stay for the night, and also to listen to what the people here said.Wondering if anyone has anything to say about Lome Valley.

But after listening for a while, there are many people talking about Qiluomei Valley, but that is to say, no one will mention Mei Mengjiao at all among the valley owners this year.

Fu Xia was a little helpless, and knew that, after all, it was 3000 years ago, and there were not many people who would still say these things.

Now seeing the anxious look of the little backer, he could only stand up: "Then let's go."

As soon as she said this, Ning Rong stood up, as if she had been stabbed for a long time and finally couldn't bear it, and walked out with Fu Xia.

Fu Xia had quick hands and quick eyes, and at the last moment of leaving, he took away his own lamp.

Ning Rong couldn't bear it any longer, she dragged Fu Xia out.The moment she stepped out the door, she took a deep breath and exhaled the scented powder that had just been inhaled in her lungs.

It was a bright moonlit night in front of me, it was too late, the people who had a place to live on the street had already gone back, and there were a lot fewer people on the street.Only the big red lanterns outside the shops were left, shaking slightly with the wind.

Fu Xia asked the little backer lazily, "Then where shall we live?"

Ning Rong was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "A bridge hole?"

Fu Xia pouted: "The bed board should be very hard, right?"

Ning Rong was silent.

Fu Xia added: "It should be cold too."

Ning Rong still didn't speak, her eyes were already a little flustered.

"And, if there's water under the bridge, won't it stink?"

Ning Rong looked at the scattered people on the street, and felt that she was blown by the wind and began to wake up.

Do you really want to take your junior sister to live in the bridge hole?I can't wrong my junior sister like this.

But I don't want my junior sister to go back to the brothel and watch other people sing in so little clothes.

The master made himself look at the junior sisters, and couldn't let them teach the junior sisters badly - although this is not bad, but I don't want the junior sisters to be like that.

Ning Rong was still thinking about what to do.

Fu Xia leaned lazily on her body, Jiao Didi said: "Then we can only..."

Ning Rong looked at Fu Xia.

Fu Xia blinked, still looking sharp and smart: "Let Senior Sister hug me to sleep."