Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 244 Nonsense

Arriving at Qingluo Peak in Shushan Mountain, the two returned to the Taoist temple for a short rest.

This trip to Bai Yujing, although it seemed that he came back unscathed, he actually died inside countless times.

Rao Mower Sword Immortal's habit of killing people without blinking an eye was almost collapsed by tens of thousands of defeats and deaths in battle, and it was only supported by some kind of unspeakable obsession.

As soon as I got back to the Taoist temple, I immediately poured a pot of monkey wine to reward myself.

Ling Yunpo followed behind her, hesitant to speak but then stopped, hesitant to speak but then hesitant.

Usually chatting with senior sister, you can flirt anytime and anywhere, and you can also appreciate senior sister's shy stare.

This really wants to talk about love...but it makes him a little bit at a loss.

In the final analysis, it was because Ling Yunpo was not ready to be responsible to his senior sister.

After all, I am a spy, and I will be exposed one day, so it is impossible to accompany my senior sister to the end hand in hand.

However, Senior Sister An is gentle, protective, and considerate, and she is willing to pay infinitely for herself, even risking her life to protect each other... To deceive and disappoint such a senior sister, even if Ling Yunpo can deceive his own conscience, he is afraid that he will be caught by a heaven when he survives the catastrophe. Lightning strikes to death.

The Kunlun Mirror listened to his inner monologue without speaking, but just watched leisurely.

It's okay, watch the water and follow your own heart. Don't worry about disappointing senior sister, because there will be no such opportunity...

Sigh. Ling Yunpo said irritably, A Jing, I remember when you first entered Qingluo Peak, you seemed to have told me not to harm Senior Sister An?

Where is it? Kunlun Mirror asked in surprise.

It was Qiu Changtian who made the marriage contract with Junior Sister Xu, so what does it have to do with me, Ling Yunpo? Ling Yunpo reminded.

Qingpingjian let out a wow, she didn't know what she was amazed at, Ling Yunpo didn't bother to pay attention to it.

The Kunlun Mirror fell silent.

Now, it can't say I was a pure single heroine at the beginning, Now you are forcibly insulting a single heroine, but in fact, you are ungrateful and ungrateful. I hope you will be caught and killed by them. .

After thinking hard for a moment, it stammered and said:

Senior Sister An also likes you after all...

You also found out? Ling Yunpo asked in surprise.

Is this difficult to find? Qingpingjian said with a smile, I think she is just lying to herself, using 'senior sister's love for junior' to whitewash. If you work a little harder and pierce that layer of window paper, she will definitely Can't deny it.

I think both of you are waiting to see my joke... Ling Yunpo said suspiciously.

Where is it? No, no. Yijing Yijian quickly argued.

Ignoring them, Ling Yunpo walked around to the backyard, and saw An Zhisu was drunk in the pavilion, with a graceful figure leaning on the pavilion pillars, with a coquettish temperament.

Speaking of the senior sister's figure, he had to mention that Ling Yunpo once healed her injury when she came back soaked in blood—the unevenness made him amazed.

It's a pity that since then, Senior Sister An has never returned with an injury. Ling Yunpo suspected that she didn't stop fighting swordsmen, but instead found a place to cat after the swordfight, and then returned after recovering from her injuries secretly.

Stepping into the pavilion, Ling Yunpo touched the senior sister's forehead.

A little hot, blushing doesn't seem to be fake, it seems that he is really drunk.

Alcohol itself is not delicious. Many people only like the things in the glass, not because they like the pungent taste, but because they like the feeling of being dizzy and forgetting all the troubles after the alcohol is strong. I think the same is true for Senior Sister An.

According to part of the information Ling Yunpo learned, Su Jian was also said to be an old alcoholic back then, so Senior Sister An was probably brought on by her father.

Huh? Feeling the weight on his forehead, An Zhisu opened his eyes in a daze, Brother?

Senior sister, why is she drinking by herself here? Ling Yunpo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Is there something bothering you?

As soon as this was mentioned, An Zhisu suddenly burst into tears, hugged Ling Yunpo who was caught off guard, and sobbed:

Senior Brother, Senior Sister, I'm sorry...Senior Sister shouldn't have bad intentions...

Ling Yunpo:? ? ? ? ? ? ?

At this moment, I don't know how many question marks to use to fully express the bewildered feeling on his face.

Bad idea? What bad idea? Could it be that the senior sister is going to kill me... Ugh! Mmmmm!

Before she had time to ask a question, Senior Sister An hugged her neck and buried her in her chest, and she couldn't even breathe freely.

Senior sister really doesn't want you to go... Under the influence of Jiu Jin, she said in a mournful tone, intermittently, weeping and nagging, The situation in Qingluofeng is indeed very bad, but... But senior sister really I don't want you to go...

Speaking of the latter, rather than venting his depression by getting drunk, it sounds more like acting like a coquettish rascal.

It took Ling Yun a lot of effort to break free from the fat, and he hugged the senior sister with his backhand, patted her back to comfort her, but a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes:

Is there a possibility that the senior sister is actually pretending to be drunk and taking the opportunity to confess to me...

Impossible. Kunlun Mirror said aloud, I scanned it, and she is really drunk.

Oh. Ling Yunpo sighed, and saw An Zhisu's face turned red, struggled out of his arms, turned around and hugged the pillar again, crying and saying:

Master... the apprentice is sorry for the master, and has bad thoughts about the younger brother...

As she talked, she gradually began to choke up and sob, and stopped talking.

Since the senior sister is already drunk, that means... she is telling the truth now?

Ling Yunpo walked around behind her, lowered his voice and asked:

Tell me, what kind of bad intentions are you?

I originally only wanted to be his senior sister... An Zhisu's eyes dimmed, her voice gradually lowered, But I don't want to be...just his senior sister...

Then what do you want to be his? Ling Yunpo asked patiently.

What responded to him was the sound of even breathing, and the senior sister had already fallen asleep hugging the pillar.

Oh, really. Ling Yunpo stared at Senior Sister An's defenseless sleeping face, with mixed feelings in his heart, whether it was happiness or guilt.

Send Senior Sister back to the room first.

next morning.

An Zhisu woke up slowly from the bed, only feeling severe pain in the brain, as if she was hungover.

Secretly running the true energy, flowing through the many big acupoints on the head, the mind immediately became clear.

Covering her head, she slightly recalled what happened yesterday, and couldn't help moaning while holding her head.

I only remember that Baiyujing had accumulated too much pressure, and after returning home, he drank a lot of wine in the pavilion by the stream, and later forgot to use his true energy to dissolve the alcohol, and was completely drunk.

As for who sent him back, it was self-evident.

Well, when the younger brother found me, I shouldn't have said some nonsense, right?

Thinking of this, An Zhisu felt the urge to bang his head against the wall.

It's small to be drunk and look ugly, but it's big to say something nonsense in front of the junior and lose the prestige of the senior!

An Zhisu really doesn't have much confidence in her wine taste after drunkenness.

She tidied up her clothes a little, and then walked out of the Taoist temple.

Seeing Ling Yunpo practicing his sword in the open space in front of the Taoist temple, An Zhisu subconsciously straightened his face, intending to make up for yesterday's disrespect, and said majesticly:

Junior Brother, your swordsmanship is not bad, but there are still some things that can be improved, such as...

She commented in a random manner, and saw Ling Yunpo staring at her strangely.

Brother! You, what are you doing... An Zhisu wanted to put on airs of a senior sister, and reprimanded him seriously, but her voice softened uncontrollably afterward.

Senior sister, you are so pretty. Ling Yunpo said with a smile.

Ah, is that so? An Zhisu said in a panic, only to realize that she got out of bed too hastily, but forgot to comb her hair. The long black hair fell smoothly down her shoulders, like a large waterfall.

She hurriedly covered her face and turned around, hurried back to the Taoist temple, and said a word shyly:

I'm going to freshen up!