The Harem Rescue Project

Mu Xiaochi is very wary of Junior Sister Xiao's attitude. She has a mind like a child, and she is more sensitive to the true emotions of people around her than ordinary people.

She should also be aware of Junior Sister Xiao's thoughts.

Lin Qianshuang patted Xiaochi's head and said, "That sister is not a bad person, spend some time with her, and you will like her."

Mu Xiaochi nervously grabbed Lin Qianshuang's fingers, "She is a bad person, she doesn't like Xiaochi, and she doesn't like her sister either."

Xiao Lanle let out a sneer and stepped out of the water. She lightly stretched out her arms and inserted her hairpin into the tied black hair bun. She stroked the folds of the belt with five fingers, and the water stains dissipated and the pink clothes looked like new.

Her every move was elegant and decent. Passing in front of Lin Qianshuang, she roughly pulled her belt into her arms, the corners of her lips raised indifferently, and her dark eyes said: "Don't put your feelings on your shoulders." On this fool, sooner or later, I will kill her."

Lin Qianshuang staggered for a moment, looked at Xiao Lanle with deep eyes, and said coldly: "Madam of the city lord, here are all the people of the city lord, if someone sees it... please don't make things difficult for your subordinates. "

Xiao Lan let go of her hand with a happy snort, and cast a warning glance at Mu Xiaochi with slightly lowered corners of her eyes.

Mu Xiaochi hugged Lin Qianshuang's arm as if frightened.

Lin Qianshuang held Xiaochi's cold hand and pursed her lower lip.

She seemed to be wrong, Junior Sister Xiao had a deep grudge against the city lord, and approaching her had other purposes, and she was a threat to Xiaochi.

Although the city lord regards his junior sister as a Taoist companion, she will realize her intentions sooner or later.

The onlookers know that the relationship between them is neither sincere nor unforgettable, how could Mu Weiyin shed tears for a traitor.

The tattoo on the collarbone was still burning hot, and the subtle pain that penetrated into the flesh made her frown.

Liking a paper man and liking a real person are two different things.

Lin Qianshuang put back the hand that touched the collarbone, she smiled casually, she will not fall in love with anyone, so this Gu worm will never do her any harm.

Her heart suddenly twitched for a moment, and the piercing pain of insect bites made it difficult for her to breathe, and she bent down slightly.

The pupils shrank, the pupils gathered slightly, and the blood seemed to stop flowing in the internal organs.

There was nothing in her mind, and no one left any image in her depths.

"Sister, your face is so pale, are you sick? I'll take you to the hospital."

Xiaochi approached her face, tugged at the corner of Lin Qianshuang's clothes, and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

This Gu insect torture came and went quickly.

Her mood was as ordinary as drinking water, and she didn't think about anyone, this Gu worm seemed to give her a blow.

It is too difficult to make the city master who cultivates the ruthless way to be motivated.

Then when she was young and hadn't learned the way of ruthlessness, someone might have approached her heart.

Lin Qianshuang thought about it, and with a kind and gentle smile on her face, she said softly to Mu Xiaochi: "Xiaochi, my sister asks you a question, before Junior Sister Xiao, has City Lord Mu ever cared about someone? "

Mu Xiaochi didn't seem to understand Lin Qianshuang's words, and blinked at her.

Lin Qianshuang reorganized her words again, her eyes softly gestured with her hands and said: "Your sister used to have a close friend? It's the kind that is very close, and the two of them are often together."

Mu Xiaochi didn't answer, but hooked Lin Qianshuang's finger with his little finger, and pulled her out of the courtyard, toward a path with sparse greenery.

She stopped in a deserted house. The stone steps in front of the red-painted door were clean and spotless, with occasional wildflowers emerging from the cracks in the stones, and fallen leaves piled up under tall trees, as if they had been swept away.

"Every month, my sister will sit in this yard and have a cup of tea before leaving, especially the few pieces of paper in the drawer in the study. She always doesn't like anyone to approach."

Xiaochi walked into the study room, picked up the antiques on the wooden cabinet and played with them fondly, turned around and saw Lin Qianshuang who was going to the desk and wanted to open the drawer, and said aggrievedly: "The paper is yellow, just tear it up." I bought a paste kite, and my sister killed Xiao Chi, just because of the weird black person in my memory who handed her the shark bead."

Lin Qianshuang opened the drawer, and there was a stack of thin papers in the cabinet, each with incomprehensible simple heart formulas written on the ruthless way, and underneath were bundles of thick and yellowed bamboo slips.

This bundle of bamboo slips is the basic sword cultivation method.

You don’t have lovesickness in your life.

Under the full mental commentary, there is still a strange poem that doesn't fit in at the end of the volume.

Obviously plagiarized poems by modern people.

There are a few small characters carved on the last sentence, Lin Qianshuang gently filled it with a wisp of devilish energy, as Qian Yu said, it should be so.

These small characters are written smoothly and elegantly, which is different from the wild handwriting on the notes. It is obvious that the owner is in a good mood.

Lin Qianshuang was a little suspicious that Liang Jingxuan wrote the few lines on the bamboo slips. It is possible that the male protagonist also found the clues she found on a whim, and it is also possible that he deliberately left misleading lines.

The pale golden sword light flashed from the corner of the eye, and a purple figure appeared in the study instantly.

"How did you coax Xiaochi into here?"

Mu Weiyin snatched the bamboo slips from Lin Qianshuang's hand, and her usually emotionless face revealed a slight anger, she pointed to the door, "Go out, this is not a place you can enter."

Seeing the anger on Mu Weiyin's face, Lin Qianshuang realized that she had touched the city lord's scales, and pushed the door open in fear.

Fortunately for her, when she walked out, the city lord did not order her to be punished.

There must be some secrets in the bamboo slips, especially the strange love poem.

Lin Qianshuang hid at the side of the door and looked through the crack of the door slightly. From her perspective, she could see the scene in the room. Mu Weiyin wiped the bamboo slips with a silk cloth like a treasure, and carefully put another bundle into the drawer.

The few bundles of broken bamboo slips that were thrown on the street and no one picked them up became invaluable items in Mu Weiyin's hands.

Mu Weiyin, who has seen all the rare treasures in the world, can regard these bundles of rags so important, there must be a story behind it.

Lin Qianshuang thought to herself, it just so happened that she had succeeded as the master of Tianshu Tower now, why not search for the documents of the city master in the building, maybe she could find some clues.

With the special silver token of Tianshu City, Lin Qianshuang walked in from the Tianshu Building. Many casual practitioners in the branch building stopped to pay her respects when they passed by, and acquaintances in the Yixiang Building in the main building also turned to her. Respectful, dare not get close.

As soon as Lin Qianshuang stepped into the memoirs of casual cultivation in Tianshu City on the tenth floor, she searched for Mu Weiyin's literature and classics, but in the huge bookshelf, she found several records that recorded Tianshu City's events, but none of them It is a miscellaneous biography with a few sentences, and has no reference value.

Flipping the pages of the book in her hand, Lin Qianshuang was a little sleepy looking at the sesame-sized words, she didn't even notice that someone approached her, and she was startled.

She closed her eyes and took a closer look, she was a person from Tianshu City, and she looked at the servant who was dressed as an errand in Tianshu Tower.

"Lord, the demon-locking tower in the Mahayana Buddhist Temple shows signs of loosening. The city lord ordered you to investigate and protect the safety of the city lord's wife. The various sects of cultivation have already stayed in the Lingyun Inn outside the Buddhist sect."

Lin Qianshuang put the classics together and put them on the bookshelf, nodded and said, "I'll go right now and tell City Lord Mu that my subordinates know the eminent monks in the Buddhist temple, and they may live in the squatter room where the pilgrims live."

The little fellow promised repeatedly and went back to his life.

The loosening of the demon-locking tower in the Mahayana Buddhist temple is just a prelude.

Lin Qianshuang recalled the content of the original text. After that, all the demon lock towers suppressed by the five sects of cultivation except Penglai Xianmen will be destroyed one by one.

And the ancient fierce beast Taotie will also emerge from this.

For the current plan, Lin Qianshuang is not thinking about how to prevent this disaster from happening. Compared with the impossibility of preventing the doomed plot line, she is more concerned about how to use this matter to make Xiao Lan happy to become the master of the fairy alliance .

On the character favorability interface, the favorability bar under Xiao Lanle's avatar is already full, and only the last mission of the Lord of the Immortal League is still shining.

The night wind was mixed with the sweetness of blood, and the fishermen's boats in the river floated empty in the blue waves with candle lights on. Soon a scarlet water mist floated from the bottom of the boat, and several dark skeletons floated out.

In the bustling city, there is a constant flow of people. Merchant ships are moored by the pier. The boats under the pavilions and bridges with lanterns are hanging in circles. In the deep water not far away, strands of blood gushes out. Gradually, a huge monster pokes out two strange horns. , half a pair of purple-red animal eyes peering at the dense crowd of people underwater, a row of fangs gushing sea water and blood, emitting a stench.

A beautiful girl in Tsing Yi held a huge brush in her hand and daubed water on the willow trees along the banks of the pavilion bridge.

Many people passing by looked at the girl in Tsing Yi curiously, and some of them surrounded her and watched her dabbling with a pen dipped in water.

There was a scholar who was full of knowledge and knowledge, and he couldn't understand what the girl was writing crookedly. He didn't seem to be around to join in the fun, but he walked up to the girl and looked up. Let the girl write.

Every time the thick tip of the pen is dipped in water and slides on the grass, there will be a few faint purple lights floating from the ground, which is very magical for a long time.

"Girl, what are you writing about?"

Lin Qianshuang glanced at the young man carrying the book basket, saw that he was a mortal, and said casually, "I'm telling fortunes."

The scholar looked at the girl in Tsing Yi, she was beautiful and upright, she didn't look like those magic sticks in the Jianghu, and couldn't help saying: "This time I'm going to Beijing to catch the exam, I don't know if the girl can help me do the math."

Lin Qianshuang's consciousness was scattered around the water area of ​​Tingqiao. She had a keen sense of where the monster was, and she didn't have the heart to talk to a mortal, so she couldn't help but said, "I'm very busy. You go to him for a fortune-telling."

The scholar looked into Lin Qianshuang's line of sight, only to see that the man holding the fortune-telling flag suddenly pulled his hair, and then his scalp split open, and the whole human skin was gradually peeling off from his body. He was terrified His tongue got stuck, and a few books fell from the book basket behind his back. He scrambled to pick up the books scattered on the ground, not daring to look at the fortune-teller again, and flew away .

Lin Qianshuang looked up at the woman in pink who was holding the simulated human skin in her hand, and said via voice transmission: "Junior Sister Xiao, you don't need to frighten a mortal like this.

"This mortal, his nose is stuck to your face, you don't care, I care."

Xiao Lanle took off the disguise, stuffed the human leather case into the jade slip, and walked to the edge of the crowd of onlookers.