After crossing, I became a group pet

After getting something to eat, Zhou Wu walked around the room happily.

Although sister Zhou didn't quite understand why Zhou Wu was happy, she also laughed when she saw how happy Zhou Wu was.

Zhou Wu sat at Su Qingmian's feet: "We need food so much, if wheat can survive in the purgatory of sin, you are our great benefactor."

Su Qingmian: "That's not necessary, I can say yes, if the wheat is not good, it's none of my business, don't blame me for the bad things."

Zhou Wu quickly waved her hand: "How could it be, no, no, no."

As if thinking of something, Zhou Wu drooped her brows and eyes: "Food is life for sin and purgatory, even a little bit of hope is worth cherishing."

Su Qingmian patted Zhou Wu's head.

"Master Xiao Su, do you know? Food and skylight are almost important things in our place. Although we use guide trees as the source of light, the warm skylight is more suitable for the growth of sacred fruit trees. Some people outside will use special way to bring back the light of the sky."

Su Qingmian looked at him in surprise.

Realizing Su Qingmian's surprise, Zhou Wu realized that she had said something she shouldn't have said.

How did he tell about Tianguang?

Stealing the skylight in Guanghai is a big secret, if he hadn't glanced at it occasionally, he wouldn't have known about it, so why did he tell it?

Or Guanghai's people in front of others, isn't this stealing in front of the master?

Zhou Wu covered her face, not daring to look at Su Qingmian.

"Master Xiao Su, can you forget about this matter?"

Su Qingmian chuckled, this child can't say things that shouldn't be said, forget it, he just pretended he didn't hear it.

"Forget what? What did I just say?"

Zhou Wu let out a sigh of relief.

There was nothing serious at the Guanghai border, Su Qingmian's body recovered very well, her eyes could see everything, and she could see Ling Yesheng's face clearly at a close distance, Su Qingmian was very satisfied with this.

Su Fuqian acquiesced to the fact that Su Qingmian and Ling Yesheng were together, and did not stop anything.

Su Qingmian mainly felt that Su Fuqian was hurt by what he said, but Su Qingmian didn't think there was anything wrong with him, and didn't want to say something to apologize, anyway, that's it.

In the final analysis, there is nothing wrong with the two of them, but their positions are different, and there are too many entangled things, and I don't want to think about it. If I think about it, it will definitely hurt one of them completely.

These entanglements apply not only between Su Qingmian and Su Fu, but also between Su Qingmian and the other three brothers.

Anyway, Su Qingmian would not listen to his brothers and break up with Ling Yesheng. In his world, either he would die, or Ling Yesheng would die, or they would be together forever.

If the brothers are really nice to him, then accept the fact that they are together, and let go of the previous prejudice against the sound of the night.

That kind of prejudice is an older brother's unique prejudice against hurting his younger brother, and Su Qingmian knows it's hard to let go.

Sighed.

Su Qingmian no longer thinks about this matter, there is no need to think about entangled things.

At the border of Gwanghae, especially after Ling Yesheng came, Su Qingmian lay in Ling Yesheng's arms every day, and every meal was served by Ling Yesheng and delivered to his mouth. The life of salted fish is It's so simple and boring, but it makes people willing to go on like this.

Look, it's good now, and as for those bad things, don't think about them for now.

Pinching the sharp ears of Ling Yesheng contentedly, Su Qingmian giggled: "Ling Yesheng, your ears are quite interesting."

Ling Yesheng tilted his head away from Su Qingmian's hands, and put on a haughty face: "Don't touch my ears."

Su Qingmian got excited: "I just touched it, how can I find it?"

As she said that, Su Qingmian stroked the ears of Ling Yesheng back and forth several times, with a satisfied expression on her face. The sharp ears of Ling Yesheng felt a little soft, like touching the inside of a cat's ears.

Ling Yesheng pushed Su Qingmian's hand away, and gave a warning with his eyes: "Be good, don't move."

Hey, if you don't move if you say you can't move, then he will lose face, he insists on moving.

The two sat on the bed one after the other. In order to see the face of Ling Yesheng clearly, Su Qingmian deliberately moved closer to Ling Yesheng, which was just convenient for him to move. He knelt up slightly, a little higher than Ling Yesheng , he stretched out his hand, and Xu shook it.

Ling Yesheng thought he was going to grab his ears, so he tilted his head, who knew that Su Qingmian just swayed, which made him dumbfounded.

Su Qingmian swayed in front of him for a while, and Ling Yesheng looked at him with boring and doting eyes, very helpless, after watching for a while, she was sure that Su Qingmian would not come to grab his ears, Ling Yesheng looked down book in hand.

Smiling, Su Qingmian saw that his little trick had succeeded, and took advantage of the sound of the night to relax, he stretched out his hand and touched the sound of the night.

He used so much strength this time that he folded his ears listening to the sound of the night.

Ling Yesheng trembled, and looked up at Su Qingmian in surprise: "What exactly do you want?"

He was really, for the first time, being touched by someone's ears.

It's still so frequent, I don't listen to his refusal, and touch his ears continuously.

The ears of elves are sensitive. Every time Su Qingmian touched her, her body would feel numb when listening to the sound of the night. From the tips of her ears to her back, the wonderful feeling brought out by that feeling made people's hearts tremble.

He really wanted to kiss Su Qingmian, but he was worried that he couldn't control his desire for Su Qingmian, so he endured it and didn't do it.

Who knew that Su Qingmian seemed to be addicted, touching his ears again and again, even worse, the strength in her hand was getting stronger and stronger.

Su Qingmian was grinning.

"I'm bored, why don't you play with my ears?"

Ling Yesheng looked at him vigilantly: "No."

"Then let's play something more exciting?" Su Qingmian's eyes flashed with a strange art.

Seeing that kind of light, Ling Yesheng instantly understood what Su Qingmian said was the "more exciting" thing.

"Not even more!"

What is this child thinking about all day long!

She curled her lips: "Then tell me, what are we going to do now?"

Ling Yesheng put down the book in his hand: "Let me tell you about an interesting thing that happened at Fuguang."

Su Qingmian was bored: "Okay then."

Although I feel that storytelling is not as exciting as certain things, but now it is obvious that something more exciting is impossible, so I can only listen to the story told by the voice of the night.

"The girl who played well with you, Wan Ke'er, did you know that she won the award in the sword competition?"

"Of course I know this. Wan Ke'er is my confidant, and I know everything about her." Speaking of Wan Ke'er, the corners of Su Qingmian's mouth rose. There were only two friends he could take out. One was Mu Ziyang, one is Wan Ke'er.

After he started the "Under the Sky" periodical, he was in a negative mood for a period of time, and all the pressure was on Wan Keer. Wan Keer didn't say a word of complaint, and led Weijihe and others to run the journal well without complaint. , even better than what he led.

From this matter, Su Qingmian thanked Wan Ke'er from the bottom of her heart.

And Wan Ke'er really understands him, no matter what Su Qingmian does, as long as he starts, Wan Ke'er can know what his thoughts are, and can accurately follow his train of thought, and follow along.

Getting along with Wan Ke'er is very harmonious, and I don't feel uncomfortable.

Hearing what Su Qingmian said, the simple storytelling expression on Ling Ye's face changed, and his complexion was a little heavy.

Seeing the change in Ling Yesheng's complexion, Su Qingmian couldn't help feeling flustered, and her heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong?"

Listening to the sound of the night thought about the wording: "Actually, it's not a big deal."

"What are you trying to say? You're going to piss me off."

"There is something wrong with the sword she won. The head of the law enforcement left a spell on the soul-creating sword that can control people's hearts. Wan Ke'er was controlled by someone to use the soul-creating sword to hurt Mu Ziyang."

Su Qingmian opened her eyes wide: "What did you say?"

His confidant, being controlled by others, injured his brother with the Soul Creation Sword?

"Don't worry, Mu Ziyang's brother won't let anything happen to him."

The original body of Ling Yesheng was at the side of Fuguang, and he knew the ins and outs of this matter very well.

Originally, he wanted to talk about something interesting to him to divert Su Qingmian's attention, but he forgot that the two things involved in this matter were people who were more important to Su Qingmian.

If time can go back, the sound of listening to the night will never talk about it.

Su Qingmian had a worried look on his face, he wished he could go back to the light now.

He has been wounded by the Soul Creation Sword before, and he knows how painful it is to be wounded by the Soul Creation Sword. When he thinks that Mu Ziyang is lying on the bed, dying, suffering the pain from the soul, his heart is empty, as if he has a hand Pulling his heart and falling into the abyss.

And Wan Ke'er, how is she doing now?

Have you ever been bullied?

Ling Yesheng patted Su Qingmian's shoulder reassuringly: "Don't worry, I'm taking care of this matter, Wan Ke'er and Mu Ziyang will be fine."

Ling Yesheng told Su Qingmian about this matter in detail.

After Mu Ziyang was injured, the law enforcers imprisoned Wan Ke'er in the black tower in the name of hurting the nobles.

If Ling Yesheng's subordinates hadn't discovered some traces of mind-controlling techniques on the Soul Creation Sword, Wan Ke'er would have been wronged for the rest of her life.

For some reason, Ling Yesheng couldn't tell the truth yet, and Wan Ke'er is still locked up in the black tower.

Xizhou Tianming found countless famous doctors for his younger brother, just like the elder brother of the Su family after Su Qingmian received the Soul Creation Sword, Xizhou Tianming used all available methods.

The answer given by the doctor is the same as that at that time, that is, the pith of the tree in the atrium, and the pith can heal the wounds of the soul.

Xizhou Tianming really went in front of the tree in the atrium for his younger brother, but Ling Yesheng stopped him by himself, and asked the reason, and Ling Yesheng figured out what conspiracy the law enforcement chief was thinking.

He told Xizhou Tianming everything he thought of, and Xizhou Tianming was a smart person, so he immediately understood.

Ling Yesheng persuaded him to come to the border to look for Su Qingmian, bring Su Qingmian back, and let Su Qingmian heal his brother.