The Harem Rescue Project

Liang Jingxuan was about to catch up and grab Xiao Lanle to ask for clarification, but was entangled again by Chen Shangyun beside him.

This woman, in terms of appearance, is not half as good as Senior Sister Xiao, and in terms of caring and gentleness, she is not as good as Senior Sister Lin who he has in his heart.

Liang Jingxuan compared the soft-spoken and submissive Chen Shangyun with the beauties he had seen in his life a few times, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt unwilling. He really wanted to marry, and he shouldn't. This was neither useful to him nor really liked. woman.

Marrying her is better than marrying Senior Sister Lin who I like the most.

With a thought in his heart, Liang Jingxuan looked for Lin Qianshuang among the disciples of the Penglai Immortal Sect. He searched for a long time before he saw her behind the crowd.

Senior Sister Lin was chatting happily with a strange young man wearing the uniform of an inner sect disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect. Her cheeks seemed shy and her head was slightly lowered. Hold on, the distance between the two is just right, neither abrupt nor overly intimate.

Their relationship is extraordinary at first glance, and they even have a deep friendship.

Liang Jingxuan looked at the young man with hostility, and looked a little angrily at Lin Qianshuang's smile.

When did Senior Sister Lin meet this disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect, and why didn't she tell him.

Liang Jingxuan had always been confident in his ability to attract women, but now he felt that he had stumbled. No matter which woman he had provoked left him, he didn't care.

Only Senior Sister Lin, if she really empathized with other people, he would be like being robbed of something important.He couldn't bear it, and couldn't let it go.

The Tianzi rooms in the inn all have only one single bed.

In order to avoid suspicion, Lin Qianshuang originally wanted to find a junior or senior sister to change rooms, or return to the original Zhongxuan room, but to her surprise, she knocked on the door and asked all the way, and no female cultivator was willing to exchange with her .

As soon as she mentioned that she needed to live with Xiao Lanle in the Tianzi room to be changed, the group of female cultivators faltered one by one.

A female cultivator in the opposite room seemed to think that Lin Qianshuang was noisy, so she opened the door and tried to persuade her, "Senior Sister Lin, Junior Sister Xiao has a severe obsession with cleanliness, how dare we live with her? After tossing for a long time and losing sleep all night, don't make things difficult for us."

"Yes, Senior Sister Lin, don't embarrass us."

"Tomorrow we will compete with Lingxiao Jianzong, we need to go to bed early."

The rest of the nuns also echoed, closing the door with the same attitude.

Lin Qianshuang was stunned when she saw the evasiveness of her seniors and sisters. Xiao Lanle had a severe obsession with cleanliness, why didn't she notice it?

She clearly remembered that when she was in Zangshu Pavilion, she covered Xiao Lanle with a used quilt, but she didn't say anything.

Lin Qianshuang's face was slightly thoughtful, and Junior Sister Xiao was willing to share something with her. It turned out that at that time, Junior Sister Xiao had an extraordinary affection for her.

All the doors were closed in front of her at the same time.

Lin Qianshuang still kept her hand in the posture of pushing the door open, but she withdrew her hand helplessly, but was rejected by the senior sisters, she had no choice but to go back to the original room and stay with Xiao junior sister son.

She wanted to change rooms with fellow teachers and sisters. Apart from avoiding suspicion, she also had a personal element in it.

Lin Qianshuang sighed silently.She said such serious things to Xiao Lanle, and Xiao Lanle had confessed to her under the marriage tree, she felt that it would be very uncomfortable for the two of them to be together in the same room.

"Senior Sister Lin, what are you doing standing outside the door, it's frosty and dewy outside, why don't you come in?"

A long shadow is reflected on the paper window, and the two people who are separated by the thin window paper can see each other's gestures inside and outside the door.

Lin Qianshuang looked at the swaying shadow reflected on the paper window, and Junior Sister Xiao seemed to be sitting on the table opposite the door.Could it be that she is waiting for her to go back to the room?

Pushing open the door, Lin Qianshuang saw Xiao Lanle sitting at the table motionless, and didn't even glance at her when she came in, as if she was meditating on her own.

Lin Qianshuang, who had been a little nervous, relaxed a little. She hugged the quilt she got from Xiaoer and spread it neatly on the floor beside the bed. When she spread the quilt, she felt a bit cold from a gust of wind coming from her side. At first, the wooden window in the house was open, and the bright moon in the sky could be seen faintly.

She was afraid that she would catch a cold if she was blown by the wind in the middle of the night, so she stretched out her hand to close the window. When she closed it, the skin of her immovable right arm felt the coolness of the ointment.

Xiao Lanle lightly held Lin Qianshuang's fractured right hand, pulled her sleeve up, and evenly spread the ointment in the brocade box evenly on her pale skin, and then bent her head and blew it. Looking at Lin Qianshuang with deep eyes, he said slowly and depressingly: "Senior sister, with a right hand like yours, how can you participate in tomorrow's competition with Lingxiao Sword Sect? formation."

Lin Qianshuang smiled indifferently, feeling Xiao Lanle's loss, she pretended to be aggressive on purpose, enlivened the atmosphere, and said in a funny tone: "Ahem, why would a real master care about things like left and right hands? Even if I don't use my hands, I can still beat those disciples of Lingxiao Sword Sect to their knees begging for mercy."

What she said was all the truth, if she really released the magic pressure, let alone a disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect, the heads of the two sects might not be able to bear it.

After Lin Qianshuang finished speaking, she was a little depressed to find that not only was she not active, Xiao Lan's musician, who was helping her apply the ointment, stopped, her lips were trembling, and the elegant and beautiful face seemed to have "guilt" written on it. There are two big characters, the eyes are covered with a layer of unreal cold mist, and the whole face is wrinkled like a bitter melon.

"Senior sister, do you have a pendant around your neck?"

Xiao Lanle stared at a rope that fell out of Lin Qianshuang's neck, and asked.

The turning spirit stone given to her by Fairy Jinghua is absolutely reliable, Xiao Lanle can't see the clues in it, but why did she suddenly pay attention to this hanging chain around her neck?

Lin Qianshuang was vigilant, but her expression remained the same. She took the initiative to pull the rope out of her collar, and a black spirit stone dangled in the air and landed on her chest. Said: "This is the spirit stone that master gave me. I have a very cold physique, so master asked me to hang this spirit stone to drive away the cold."

Xiao Lanle stretched out her hand, pinched the spirit stone on Lin Qianshuang's chest with her slender fingers, and looked at it carefully. This spirit stone overlapped with the spirit stone on the person she had forced more than once in her hazy memory.

A bad premonition spread in my heart.

Xiao Lanle suddenly remembered the time she fell into a coma in the dining hall. When she woke up, when Senior Sister Lin was taking a bath with her back facing her by the pool, the bruises on her waist and back, and her coma on the back of a riotously running leopard When I woke up, I saw Senior Sister Lin sitting on the ground with disheveled clothes and red ears, and she looked at her with sullen eyes.

The time when Senior Sister Lin was there coincided with the blank period that she often had when she turned into a demon, and it also coincided with the possible triggers.

And the ornaments on her body are also the same as those of the woman who was attacked by her demon in the remaining unclear memory.

Could it be that the woman under her who was being roughly treated by her in the white mist in her mind was Senior Sister Lin.

Xiao Lanle's heart fell to the bottom in an instant, and every corner of her heart was frozen with remorse and reprimand.

At the time by the pool in Xiaoyao Cave, she thought it was Senior Sister Lin who had not restrained her profligate temper and got involved with other men. At that time, she secretly despised her for being shameless with that wild man. It turned out that she was scolding in disguise. Except for herself, she is the "wild man" she thinks is shameless.

And when she woke up from Lingbao in the forest, she was also destined to see Senior Sister Lin's strangeness. She thought it was because she was too excited to see Senior Brother Liang, and she, Xiao Lanle, was Senior Brother Liang's unmarried wife. The eyes looked at each other with hatred, now that I think about it, it might be Senior Sister Lin who is blaming her for being rude and sullen about her forgetfulness.

Xiao Lan put down the pendant with trembling hands. She thought of the astonishment in Lin Qianshuang's eyes and the calm expression on her face when she expressed her heart.

I was forced to do things I didn't want twice in a row, but the villain who did the forced behavior didn't know anything about it.

If it was her, facing this kind of expression of heart from someone who has hurt her, even if she likes the other person no matter how much she likes her, she would feel disgusted in her heart, so give her two slaps and tell her to go away.

Senior Sister Lin had already given her enough face by not embarrassing her on the spot. Perhaps, in her heart, she had already regarded her as a scoundrel with two faces and a thick skin to play with people's hearts.

Lin Qianshuang paid attention to Xiao Lanle's expression, seeing the drastic emotional changes on her face, her heart jumped a few times nervously.

Could it be that her turning spirit stone was recognized, or that Xiao Lanle had already begun to doubt her identity as a demon cultivator?

Lin Qianshuang stretched out her fingers under the sleeves and stretched them tightly. Once Xiao Lanle questioned her, she would knock him out and forcibly erase the memory of her seeing the turning stone on her chest.

"Senior sister, you don't have to hide it from me anymore. Did the demon in my heart do that... thing to you when I was unconscious."

"what?"

Lin Qianshuang's straight nerves were twisted into twists by this unexpected sentence that was not on the same channel at all. She couldn't help sending out a one-word question mark with a confused face. His penetrating eyes stared straight at her, as if he wanted to see her from the inside out.

Lin Qianshuang was stared at by this clear gaze, and became inexplicably nervous, her face flushed uncomfortably, and she couldn't help swallowing.

What's happening here?Didn't Junior Sister Xiao just look at her turning spirit stone? Why did the topic suddenly jump to this embarrassing matter?

Xiao Lanle struggled to get the words out. Seeing Lin Qianshuang's face blushing stiffly and embarrassingly, she immediately understood the result of the problem.

The woman persecuted by the inner demon is none other than Senior Sister Lin whom she loves with all her heart and eyes.

Before they fell in love with each other, she did something worse than a beast to the one she loved, but she didn't know anything about it.

Xiao Lanle held Lin Qianshuang's left hand against her chest, let her body be close to hers, and said in a very low voice with a mute voice: "Why don't you tell me that the marks on your body are all left by me?" Why didn't you beat me and scold me severely at that time, but still tolerated me, allowing me to misunderstand you again and again, mock you and hurt you."

Before Lin Qianshuang understood the situation, she blinked her eyes inexplicably, and Xiao Lanle threw herself into her arms with moist eyes, leaned her head on her shoulder, sobbed, clutched her sleeve tightly and said:

"Senior sister, don't look at me with gentle eyes anymore, I will feel very uncomfortable and painful, because I hurt you. I let my out-of-control self hurt you more than once."