When the good sunshine fell, Qin Xue still did not appear, and her legs were gradually numb, Ling Motang finally understood that this punishment was not just talking, it was simply a kind of chronic torture. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this time, her mouth was dry, and there were still a few doormen cleaning at the door of Jing Si Hall, they were all far away from Ling Motang, and she was embarrassed to ask Dao Tong to bring some water by pulling her throat.

The last bit of light disappeared from the sky, and the sound of the little Taoist priest sweeping the floor gradually faded away, and only Ling Motang was left alone in the vast world and sighed at the bright moon hanging high: On the reliability of friends.

She looked left and right at no one, secretly rubbed her sore knees, and sat directly on the ground, to say that Elder Qinghua still has some conscience, and found a secluded place for her to be punished, this place is not there any one at night at all, even if it is a small desertion.

She stretched her legs straight, and when she sighed, there was white breath out, fortunately, she was born hot and not afraid of cold, otherwise she would have to freeze to death at night, slowly stood up with her legs, and stretched her left leg and right leg, she didn't dare to imagine that such a day would last for two days.

"Nephew." In the silent night, someone called her, Ling Motang's first reaction was to kneel, her back straight and her eyes ahead, Mu Jinlan walked to her side, with a faint smile on her face: "Senior nephew, it's me." She put the mahogany food box in front of Ling Motang: "You must be hungry, give you something to eat." ”

Mu Jinlan opened the food box, her face was hot noodles, and there were still a few pieces of red meat floating on it, the aroma of noodles kept drilling into the tip of Ling Motang's nose, she blinked: "For me?" ”

"Hmm." Mu Jinlan smiled very gently: "It's cold at night, I think this should warm up your body." She handed the chopsticks to Ling Motang, and Ling Motang took the chopsticks directly without politeness, and then held the bowl and "sucked" the noodles, this was the most delicious meal she had ever eaten since she entered the Liuyun Sect, and there was meat.

"Slow down." Mu Jinlan squatted beside Ling Motang and handed the handkerchief to the other party.

Ling Motang glanced at the plain white handkerchief in Mu Jinlan's hand, and suddenly thought that Mo Jingru borrowed her handkerchief and was soaked in water by her, so he suddenly had a heart, did not take Mu Jinlan's handkerchief, and rubbed his mouth with his sleeve: "No need." ”

Actually, she wanted to tell Mu Jinlan: Don't borrow people's handkerchiefs everywhere.

She put the empty bowl and chopsticks in the food box, and there was some embarrassment in her eyes: "Thank you, I'm done." ”

Mu Jinlan smiled lightly: "My nephew is outside." ”

Mu Jinlan stuffed a steamed bun in the food box into Ling Motang's hand: "I have seen the amount of food of my nephew, and I am afraid that this bowl of noodles is not enough." ”

Ling Motang: ......

In the end, she still took the steamed bun without resistance, and gnawed on the meat bun silently, Mu Jinlan squatted beside her, making her a little uncomfortable, stopping the action of nibbling on the bun, and then asked cautiously: "Uncle Jinlan, do you have something to tell me?" ”

Mu Jinlan's eyes lit up, her soft face looked delicate and charming in the moonlight, and she spoke slowly: "You and Uncle Hua seem to be very familiar?" ”

Ling Motang took a small bite of the bun and nodded: "Ang, there was a relationship." Ling Motang always felt that Mu Jinlan was tricking her words, but she really didn't need to talk about it, her acquaintance with Hua Gu was originally very simple, she wanted to explain, because she called Hua Gu beautiful sister who looked young and beautiful, which made Hua Gu's heart bloom, so Hua Gu and her sublimated the revolutionary friendship. This is true and true, but no one wants to believe it, and people believe in the results they want to believe.

"It's as simple as that?" Mu Jinlan didn't believe what Ling Motang said.

Ling Motang was concise and to the point, with a serious expression: "It's as simple as that." ”

Mu Jinlan said lightly, and questioned the authenticity of Ling Motang's words: "Senior nephew, do you know that Uncle Hua is a very difficult person to get along with, and the disciples in the Liuyun Sect are very afraid of her. ”

What？ Is it difficult to get along with Hua Gu? How is this possible, Hua Gu is obviously good-looking and gentle, how can it make people afraid?

Seeing that the other party showed disbelief, Mu Jinlan laughed softly: "Hua Gu is very special to you, so I am curious about what the relationship between you and Hua Gu is." "The explanation is a bit overshadowed.

Ling Motang was about to tear away the topic of Hua Gu, but Qin Xue's arrival broke the silence of this place, and she asked in a loud voice, "Mu Jinlan, what are you doing here?" She ignored Ling Motang, who was still kneeling on the ground, and even ignored the food box that Mu Jinlan sent to Ling Motang on the ground, Ling Motang felt the need to explain: "Uncle, Uncle Mu is here to bring me food, you ......"

"Shut up." Qin Xue didn't give Ling Motang a good look.

Before Ling Motang finished speaking, he was scolded back by Qin Xue, so he had to continue to pick up the bun in his left hand and gnaw it silently, staring at the food box in Qin Xue's hand, to be honest, a bun and a bowl of noodles Ling Motang was still not full, and looked up at Qin Xue along the food box, but saw that Qin Xue had red five finger prints on his left face.

Ling Motang was annoyed all of a sudden: Damn, who dares to touch my woman.

She "rubbed" up, suddenly got up and was still a little dizzy, and almost fell on Qin Xue, Qin Xue quickly helped her: "Be careful." ”

"Uncle Jinlan, it's not early, you can go back and rest early." When Ling Motang got up, he took the food box on the ground and handed it to Mu Jinlan: "Thank you tonight." Mu Jinlan nodded, nodding politely with a flawless smile, and then left with the food box, and the next second Mu Jinlan left, Ling Motang held Qin Xue's cheek and asked, "What's going on on your face?" There was anger in his black eyes.

Qin Xue was hesitant.

"You're working with someone else again, aren't you?" Ling Motang felt a little sad in his heart, but he didn't know whether to feel sorry for himself or Qin Xue, he lowered his eyebrows and couldn't put down his hand: "It's because of me, I'm sorry." ”

Qin Xue hammered Ling Motang a punch in the shoulder, the force was very light and didn't hurt at all: "What do you say, what's the matter with you, it should be that I said I'm sorry, if I hadn't been confused for a while and released the Fire Light Beast, you wouldn't have been punished, and I wouldn't have been so reckless in the future." "Qin Xue is a very upright and pungent girl, and it is not easy to listen to her soft tone.

Ling Motang smiled and snatched the food box in Qin Xue's hand: "I'll see if there's anything to eat." ”

Qin Xue's eyes were a little red.

Eh, she Ling Motang couldn't see the beautiful girl crying the most, and lifted the food box for a moment: "What are you crying about, I, Ling Motang, are staying in Liuyun Sect now, and I will have more awesome things to do in the future, and I want those who have bullied me to regret it." She rubbed Qin Xue's face with her sleeve, but was ruthlessly pushed away by Qin Xue: "Don't touch my face with your snot sleeve." ”

Ling Motang: ......

"I'm willing to believe what you say." Qin Xue's fox eyes flashed: "But ......" Ling Motang didn't have to think about it to know that the climax was behind.

"However, the cowhide should not blow too much." Qin Xue was very sincere.

Ling Motang coughed dryly: "What do you know, Tianxingjian, a gentleman should be self-improving, and his consciousness has agency, and it is precisely because he can't do it now that he must be more convinced." ”

Someone high-fived and praised, Ling Motang looked at the opposite side in the darkness, Mo Jingru, who was dressed in white and shengxue, stood with his chest straight, and he slightly pulled the corners of his mouth: "Senior nephew, let me be impressed." ”

Ling Motang didn't understand: Why do so many people love to wear white?

Shen Yuan wore it, Mu Jinlan wore it, and Mo Jingru also wore it.