[Crossing the Book] Master, he always wants to plot against me

Ling Qingye thought for a moment that she was hallucinating.

He wiped his eyes, and to confirm whether the person in front of him was real or not, he boldly reached out and poked Jianxiu's face.

The moment her fingertips touched her skin, Ling Qingye felt an unprecedented reality.

Withdrawing his hand, and looking into Jianxiu's eyes for a moment, Ling Qingye secretly said that it was over.

Seeing the unconcealable fear in his eyes, the other party's smile deepened, and the eyes that looked at Ling Qingye became more frivolous.

However, Ling Qingye was born to be unfeeling and loving. At this moment, he didn't see the ambiguous meaning in Jianxiu's eyes. He only felt an irresistible oppression attacking him, which filled him with a sense of crisis, and felt that he would be at risk at any time. My life is over.

"Why aren't you talking?" Jianxiu asked.

Ling Qingye backed away calmly, looked at Jian Xiu a few times, and deliberately pretended not to know him: "You are..."

Jianxiu raised his eyebrows slightly, carefully discerning Ling Qingye's expression: "You don't remember me?"

Ling Qingye shook her head: "I don't remember, have we met?"

As he spoke, he leaned forward to take a closer look at Jianxiu's appearance.

Then he still shook his head: "I haven't seen it."

Seeing that Jianxiu didn't respond, Ling Qingye thought that this method was effective, so he calmed down and said to Jianxiu: "Young master, I may have misidentified the person. I just came here and I don't know anyone outside my sect..."

Slowly back away at the same time.

Jian Xiu watched him step back a little in his spare time, and when Ling Qingye was about to turn around, he stepped forward and grabbed his hand, and with a gentle swipe, he pulled the man over and leaned against him.

The other hand lightly clasped Ling Qingye's waist to prevent him from escaping.

Feeling the trembling of the person in his arms, Jianxiu laughed softly and said, "So, do you remember?"

"..."

His wrists were tightly strangled, his waist was also encircled, and he couldn't move up and down. Ling Qingye was not the kind of person who didn't know the current affairs, especially in this situation where the enemy and us were so disparate that there was no power to fight back, it was very important to be soft.

Although he is dull, he will not show the courage of ordinary people.

Not only did Ling Qingye remember immediately, but she also turned her head to show Jianxiu a good smile, and said, "Remember, you are the young master I used as a tree to rely on that day?"

"Exactly."

Ling Qingye tried to get close to the other party: "Why is the young master here?"

"I'm a guest here, why are you here?"

"I, I'm also a guest here, and I'm just going out for a walk tonight."

Jianxiu touched Ling Qingye's wrist: "Oh? Why didn't you see you at the banquet in the lake today?"

The back of Ling Qingye's hands trembled, and he said, "I, I really didn't go to the banquet in the lake today, but stayed in the house to rest."

Jianxiu didn't speak, and continued to caress Ling Qingye's slender hand.

Just when Ling Qingye was nervous about whether Jianxiu was going to attack him, Jianxiu suddenly looked around and said to him, as if he was quite dissatisfied with Ling Qingye's figure: "Your wrists and waist are so thin, they are your fairy!" The door treats you harshly, didn't they give you a good meal?"

Speaking of eating, Ling Qingye's attention was diverted, he looked at his wrist rather melancholy, and said: "No, I eat a lot every day, but I don't know why I haven't grown up."

"Which immortal sect do you study under?" Jianxiu asked.

Ling Qingye said without hesitation: "Dingchen Sect, I am the attendant disciple of Immortal Venerable Si Weiyuan."

He thought that the exposure of Xianmen might make this sword repairer feel scruples, so he changed his mind and let him go, so he said it without thinking.

After all, Dingchen Sect is one of the best immortal sects in the cultivation world, and he is the disciple of the Immortal Venerable, if he dies under this person's sword, Dingchen Sect will not let it go.

"How did Si Weiyuan treat you? Huh?" Jianxiu asked inexplicably again.

Ling Qingye was a little confused, and didn't know why he asked such a strange question in such a questioning tone, but after a long silence, he replied calmly: "Master treats me...very well."

"Very good?" Jianxiu narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Very good, why did he acquiesce in allowing you to come to Jialuo City?"

Ling Qingye scratched her head, and was confused by what she heard: "It was the elder's order to come to Jialuo City. At that time, the master was not in the door, so I came. And why can't the master acquiesce in my coming? I It’s just to carry out tasks with other colleagues.”

"Did you meet Si Weiyuan when you came to Jialuo City?" Jianxiu asked meaningfully.

"bumped into……"

"Then did he remind you not to approach the Hall of Jialuo?"

Ling Qingye shook her head.

Jianxiu sneered, and temporarily let go of Ling Qingye.

When Ling Qingye turned around, he said: "The cultivation of the Dingchen Sect is difficult. If you follow me, you will become a fairy in an instant. And in the future, you will respond to your requests. I can give you whatever you want."

Ling Qingye immediately frowned, shook his head and backed away: "No need, I practiced well in Dingchenmen. Haste makes waste, thank you for your kindness..."

I usually read a lot of scripts, even though what Jianxiu said was not so obvious, Ling Qingye still easily understood what he meant, it was nothing more than wanting him to be his on a whim...

Unexpectedly, this matter would actually happen to her, Ling Qingye stroked her forehead sadly, and sighed secretly.

He usually likes to read this kind of book about the overlord's hard-hitting words, but it's a completely different matter when it falls on him, and he can't accept it.

"Why, you don't want to?" Ling Qingye's answer was expected by Jianxiu, but he was still slightly unhappy.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the corner of Ling Qingye's forehead, but he still managed to maintain a smile on his face. In order to protect himself, he said boldly: "Actually, I heard the conversation between the young master and another person in the teahouse that day..."

Jianxiu raised his eyebrows and continued to listen to him.

"On that day, you told that fairy that you have many... sexual slaves, and that fairy is already stunning, so everyone else must be like that. Since the young master has no shortage of men, there is no need to..."

Jianxiu walked up to Ling Qingye: "Whoever says I have no shortage, just one of you is worth tens of millions."

Ling Qingye's heart tightened: "Master, you are joking, Qing Ye is born with a heartless root. She doesn't know anything about worldly desires, and she won't respond to anyone. Please don't force others to make things difficult for you, sir."

"What if I have to?" Jianxiu tried to lift Ling Qingye's chin, but Ling Qingye dodged it.

Ling Qingye didn't answer. After a long while, he suddenly raised his head and looked behind Jianxiu: "Master?"

Jianxiu turned his head subconsciously, but found that there was no one behind him.

Realizing that she was cheated by Ling Qingye, when she turned around again, Ling Qingye had already run several feet away.

Jianxiu didn't chase after him immediately, but waited for him to run far away, then slowly raised the corners of his lips, and walked forward at a leisurely pace.

.....................

When Lin Moyu returned to the guest house, there was no light in Xie Wuwu's room, and he didn't know if he was still outside or had fallen asleep.

Afraid of the latter, Lin Moyu didn't bother, and went directly into the door next door.

Back in the room, he found that Si Weiyuan had already boiled the medicine for him.

At this time, Si Weiyuan was wearing a thin coat and sitting in front of the desk reading a book. Seeing Lin Moyu came back, he immediately walked in front of Lin Moyu.

Quickly probed the inside and outside of Lin Moyu's body with his spiritual sense, and saw that there was no serious problem, so he was a little relieved.

He raised his hand to wipe off the black ash stuck on Lin Moyu's face, and said, "Where did you go? You disappeared after taking a bath, so you know I'm worried?"

Lin Moyu said: "I didn't go anywhere, I just went out for a stroll."

"Next time I want to go, I'll accompany you. Although I'm a guest, this is the territory of Lord Jialuo after all. I'm afraid it's not safe for you to travel alone."

"En." Lin Moyu nodded, and sat down at the table to drink the medicine.

After drinking the medicine and taking a bath, the two of them went to bed.

Lying on the bed, Lin Moyu couldn't help thinking about Ling Qingye.

He never thought that Ling Qingye would throw himself into a trap and run into Jialuo Hall, and even separated from Leng Xinghe.

I don't know if he has left the Jialuo Palace now. I knew that he should have escorted Ling Qingye out before coming back. If he didn't see him leave the Jialuo Palace with his own eyes, he would still be worried.

Just when Lin Moyu was worried, a baby's cry suddenly came from Xie Wuwu's room next door.

Lin Moyu quickly lifted the quilt and sat up, and looked to the next door: "What's going on? Why is the tenth brother crying?"

Si Weiyuan followed suit and got up: "I don't know, why don't you go over and have a look?"

Lin Moyu nodded, got out of bed and went to the next door.

Knocked on the door, but no one answered. Hearing that the crying was getting louder, Lin Moyu was afraid that something might happen, so he broke in directly, and then snapped his fingers to light up the candles in the house.

It turned out that there was no one in the room except for a baby who was protected by an enchantment on the bed, and there was a letter on the table.

Lin Moyu quickly opened the letter and looked at it, only to see that it read:

Yu'er, your father and I have traveled all over the world, and it is inconvenient to take Lao Shi with you, so you and the immortal will take care of it.The child does not need to be fed anything, it can be nourished with spiritual power every day.

The date of our return is uncertain. If we want to return, we must inform you by letter.

We are very grateful to Wang Yuer for taking good care of her.

Thank you for staying.

After reading it, the letter fell from Lin Moyu's hand.

He was stunned for a while, and then he couldn't bear it anymore and thumped the table.

"What's the matter with them, how can they just leave the child behind?!"

After reading the letter, Si Weiyuan was surprisingly calm: "It seems that we have to help father-in-law and the others take good care of the tenth brother."

"..."

"However, according to this age, it would be more appropriate to raise him as a son."

"Yu'er, congratulations on becoming a father early." Si Weiyuan smiled meaningfully.

"..."

.....................

After Ling Qingye shook off Jianxiu, he returned along the way he came, and called Leng Xinghe's name in a low voice.

Leng Xinghe came in with him, but got lost during the march.

After shouting for a long time but no one answered, Ling Qingye simply gave up, thinking about going out first.

But just as he walked through a stone gate, a sword suddenly shot out of the sky and was placed on his neck.

Ling Qingye's hairs stood on end immediately, and he didn't dare to move.

Jianxiu came out from the dark, looked at Ling Qingye's panicked expression with a smile, then raised his chin with the tip of his sword, and said leisurely: "I found you, Tianzun..."