The Harem Rescue Project

This absurd idea came to Lin Jin's mind and he took it back.

Impossible, such a beautiful and excellent girl as A Yin, even if she really fell in love with another girl, she shouldn't have such a bland appearance like Mu Qianyu.

He felt that he was thinking too much, especially after the two girls finished washing and opened the door, they had very little communication, and they followed the entourage who led the way silently.

Lin Jin observed the two of them all the way, heaved a sigh of relief, his eyes stayed on Mu Weiyin's beautiful face for a while, and then turned away as if no one else was there.

He fell in love with A Yin from the very first sight, no matter whether she will like him or not, he still has a chance to get along with her for a long time in the future.

Five years are fleeting.

Under the fallen petals, a beautiful woman in white clothes is sitting gracefully on a boulder by the lake, with a narrow qin on her lap and she is plucking the strings, her autumn eyes are staring at the front , as beautiful as a painting.

But after persisting for a few seconds, her tender face and enchanting and elegant posture disappeared in an instant. She rubbed her hair, hammered her legs, and shouted to the person sitting in front of her: "Ayin, the painting is done!" It’s been so long, you should have finished the painting, right?”

The woman in purple raised her head slightly and gave a hum, her jade-like face was gazing intently at the scroll, she gathered her hair behind her ears, and the liner pen in her hand stayed on the blank face for a moment, but she couldn't get rid of it.

She felt that she could draw the face of the person in front of her, but... she couldn't draw the charm of her frown and smile.

Seeing that Mu Weiyin put the brush aside, Lin Qianshuang stopped painting, wiped the apple in her hand with a towel, took a bite, and walked forward to take a closer look.

Her eyes fell on the faceless woman in white in the painting, and she chewed and said, "If you hand this painting over to Hall Master Jin, you will definitely be scolded. It's too perfunctory to paint without a face. You must know We are the best in painting skills in this group, if you don't take it seriously, we will be punished to practice Qigong in the frozen lake tomorrow."

Mu Weiyin rolled up the painting on the desk, tied it carefully with a rope, and put it in her private jade slip, and said in a calm tone: "Who said I'm going to hand over this painting to Hall Master Jin, give it to him I've finished that painting."

"If you didn't tell me earlier, let me sit there for a long time. It turns out that you have already finished drawing, but I haven't figured out my painting yet. Figure painting is too difficult. Flowers and birds need to dig out details and draw sketches. can't read."

Lin Qianshuang looked at Mu Weiyin with a deceitful expression, picked up the brush from the inkstone, and stared at the blank scroll with worry.

In the five years since she entered Nahaiju for the so-called special training, Lin Qianshuang really doubted that this was a training method to cultivate killers, or to learn how to be a lady.

The day's cycle is basically piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and occasionally a game of Go with the old man Jintangzhu.

This day is easy and comfortable, the only bad thing is that Jintang Master's vision is too high, ordinary people can't pass the paintings, calligraphy feels that a wave of people is not innovative, and playing the guqin always feels that they don't have the artistic conception in the piano... All in all, they The ten people who received secret training in Nahaiju were often punished to squat in the ice lake on the top of Tianjianmen Mountain to practice kung fu wearing thin clothes because of various dissatisfaction with the master Jin.

Lin Qianshuang tried to find the whereabouts of Nahaiju's ancient sword and Shenbingpu during this period. She thought that these treasures would be hidden in some forbidden place like some others, or in the dark room of some houses.

But she searched for a long time with her spiritual sense, and also explored in remote places, but she didn't notice any changes. In the Nahai Residence, except for her ten senior disciples of Jintang, all the attendants, guards and sweepers All the disciples had their tongues pulled out, and she couldn't get any clues.

Lin Qianshuang stared at the blank scroll and thought hard, but couldn't think of anything to draw, so she sat on a branch with the magic energy, staring at the smooth lake water in a daze.

"Senior Sister Qianyu, can you hear me?"

Someone under the tree was calling her in a low voice.

Lin Qianshuang lowered her head, and a young man shyly stood under the tree and waved at her.

That young man was wearing the uniform of a high-class disciple in the wooden hall. He was supposed to practice on Nanyuan Island, so why did he come to their Haina Valley?

She glanced casually, saw the envelope tightly held by the young man's right hand, and instantly understood.

Today is the Qixi Festival in the mortal world, and this young man is probably here to deliver a letter to the girl he likes.

Mu Weiyin is well-known as a beauty in the entire Tianshu Building, and was secretly given the title of "Beautiful Crown Tianjian City" by some disciples in the sect.

Therefore, Lin Qianshuang is very busy when it comes to such a special day. She has the best relationship with Mu Weiyin, and there are always five inner disciples who love Mu Weiyin to come to her and ask her to help send the love letter to her. To Mu Weiyin.

Lin Qianshuang jumped down from the tree branch and landed lightly and steadily on the ground. She has already cultivated a magic body, half-contained magic pills, and there are many spells, so there is no need to be taboo.

"Junior brother, I will transfer it to Ah Yin for you, please rest assured."

Lin Qianshuang took the young man's love letter with a formulaic smile, and made a gesture of invitation with her hands forward, indicating that he could leave.

The young man stood there motionless, scratching his head, embarrassment appeared on Qingjun's face, "Senior Sister Mu, you misunderstood, this... I gave it to you."

Lin Qianshuang raised her eyebrows, the formulaic smile on her face froze, she pointed to herself, and said, "What did you say? You gave it to me?"

She was no match in front of the group of coquettish fellow nuns in Tianshu Tower, but the young man in front of her actually fell in love with her...

Lin Qianshuang thought this was the most incredible thing since someone praised her for her good flower and bird paintings.

The young man nodded quickly and said: "Senior Sister Mu, when I couldn't think of dying on the top of Tianjian Mountain, you and nine other fellow disciples were practicing in the frozen lake at that time. At that time, you were the one with the worst stamina among your fellow disciples. You were scolded several times by Hall Master Jin, and kicked and whipped a few times, but you were still not discouraged after falling to the ground, and got up again after falling. I thought at that time, the insults I received, compared with you, Senior Sister , what else is it?"

The young man looked at Lin Qianshuang with bright eyes and said, "All in all, it was the senior sister who saved me at that time. I am very grateful to the senior sister, and I also like you very much!"

At that time, she obviously had a high fever, so she couldn't hold on in the frozen lake, so she slipped and fell to the ground.

Hall Master Jin was not whipping her or kicking her, but was dredging her spiritual veins and unblocking her sea of ​​qi.

Lin Qianshuang looked at the young man who was speechless and lacked in language organization. She squeezed a smile on her face, held the envelope, and said, "I am very grateful, but I am sorry."

The young man's handsome face suddenly sank, "Senior sister, how can you refuse me? I have been preparing for two full years to say this."

"You shouldn't have rejected me."

Lin Qianshuang felt that the person in front of her was inexplicable, so she turned around and left. She was suddenly grabbed by the young man, and then she was pushed onto a tree defenselessly, and was kissed on the forehead by the young man.

The nausea in her heart made her a little nauseous.

The wooden sword seemed to have a spirit, it quickly appeared behind the young man and lifted him away.

The young man fell to the ground and rolled a few times. Lin Qianshuang stepped forward, stabbed the young man's head with a sword, and said in a cold tone: "Don't mess with me again, or I will let you try it next time." Seal the taste of half a year in the frozen lake."

The young man was trembling all over, and looked at Lin Qianshuang's innocent and pure face with a pale face, thinking, how could a woman who looked so weak and lovely be so fierce.The moment Lin Qianshuang pulled out the sword from the ground, the cold killing intent almost passed his throat.

He noticed the disparity in cultivation between the two, and hurriedly got up from the ground, not daring to look at Lin Qianshuang again, and fled in despair.

All she encountered was something.

The expression on Lin Qianshuang's face was complex and changeable.

Since high school, she has always been attractive to scumbags. Fortunately, she is smart, and she found out the relationship history of the other party before she had a deep relationship and cut off contact.

After work, the senior who had a crush on her for a year suddenly called to invite her to dinner. It was only after meeting that he found out that he wanted to pursue her colleague Xiao A, so he wanted to know Xiao A's WeChat and basic family information through her.

Now, in this world, she meets either a flamboyant stallion or a flirtatious scumbag.

Even this cannon fodder man, a passer-by, seems to have some psychological problems.

The woman in purple hid behind the tree, she saw the scene in front of her eyes, and her figure disappeared in the air.

The young man was kicking stones on the road, complaining to another Mutang disciple, "You said Mu Qianyu, a Jintang disciple, is good-looking and easy to deceive, and it only takes a long time for someone to get it, why did I try it, that girl is tough It doesn't look like a woman."

Disciple Mutang looked at the young man with a look of astonishment, and said, "I told you just for fun, did you really try it?"

The young man said: "That's right, I told you, I have seen this girl in Tianjianmen too, she is quite a match for my eyes."

Mutang's disciple turned pale immediately, "Don't you know? Among the ten disciples of Jintang, Mu Weiyin is the second not to be trifled with, and Mu Qianyu is the first."

"Because she... is the woman that Mu Weiyin, the next head of the Golden Hall, has secretly chosen. Everyone in the Tianshu Tower knows it well, but they don't know it. If you provoke her, you will offend Mu Weiyin. scale."