Jing Han was just about to sit down and was stopped by someone, he was very unhappy, and he had no choice but to come to a little girl, so he could only hold back his temper and frown and look at her, hoping that she would have something to say quickly, and get out of here after speaking.

"Senior brother......" Jin Lingzi called softly, his voice soft and shy.

Jing Han glanced at her, and was waiting for the rest of the text, when he suddenly felt a sharp gaze shoot out of the room, like a mang's back, which made him unvigilant.

He looked back, and Lin Yan really looked at him with an aggrieved expression.

I've just changed the medicine, are you going to get sick again? Knowing this, it is better to let the wound dry, so as not to tie and dismantle the new meat.

"Senior brother!" Jin Lingzi screamed again, his eyes full of resentment.

"Hmm." Jing Han replied briefly.

In other words, Lin Yan must be able to judge that he is impatient and relentless, but Jin Lingzi and Jing Han have never said a few words, let alone studied cold psychology, and thought that Jing Han was just as shy as the little virgin disciples she often came into contact with.

She laughed a few times shallowly and looked at Jing Han affectionately.

"Bang tom!" There was a familiar sound in the room, and Jing Han looked back to see that Lin Yan was no longer by the window.

"What's going on...... the word "speak" was still in his mouth, and Jing Han suddenly shut up - it was time to grind that kid and teach him a lesson.

Jin Lingzi also heard the sound, secretly glanced at the room, and asked timidly, "Yes...... What was that? ”

Jing Han clenched his hands in an unpredictable voice: "The refining weapon failed." ”

As soon as the words fell, a black artifact smashed through the window and flew out and landed at Jing Han's feet, making a thud.

Jin Lingzi was startled, and said with a somewhat embarrassed face after discovering that it was just a medicine pestle: "...... Senior brother is really good Yaxing......"

Listening to the sound of things breaking in the room, Jing Han couldn't help frowning, but he was immediately relieved when he thought that those were Lin Yan's own things.

A man and a woman are relatively speechless.

Jin Lingzi couldn't stand it for a while, and nervously took out a purse from his personal place and handed it to Jing Han: "Master...... Brother...... A few days ago, I thanked my brother for saving the bell, but I couldn't repay it, so I ...... So ......"

Jing Han lowered his eyes and glanced at the purse, there was a lump of red, yellow, red and yellow embroidered on the snow-white satin, quite like Lin Yan's favorite half-boiled egg.

He instantly showed a clear look, calmly took the half-boiled egg and said, "I will hand it over." ”

“？？？” Jin Lingzi blinked in confusion and said, "I gave it to you, Senior Brother." ”

Jing Han's hand towards recovery froze slightly, but the thing was already in his hands, and it was not easy to send it back.

The sound of demolishing the house sounded again, and there was a faint sound of gold and stone.

As a sword cultivator, Jing Han was still more distressed about weapons, he put the half-boiled egg into his sleeve and asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

Jin Lingzi hurriedly shook his head: "I...... No...... I ......"

Before she could come out, Jing Han had already turned around and entered the house.

Jin Lingzi hatefully kicked the medicine pestle on the ground and left.

Jing Han entered the house, Lin Yan was really lying on the ground, and said with a sad face: "Senior brother...... How can you bear to leave me alone......"

Jing Han picked up the spirit sword inserted in the bluestone slab and checked whether there was any gap on it.

Lin Yan said again: "Senior brother...... What did Senior Sister Jin send you just now......"

Jing Han cast a spell to put the messy things on the ground back into place one by one.

"Senior brother...... You like what she gave you so much that you can't even afford to show me it?! Lin Yan shouted loudly.

"Smack!" With a bang, a small yellow cloth bump fell on Lin Yan's body.

"What is this, did she send it?" Lin Yan didn't believe that Jing Han would do such a thing at all.

Jing Han bowed his head coldly.

"It's ugly!" He glanced at his purse in disgust, and a fire burned it down.

The dotted rags fell to the ground along with the black smoke, and there was an unpleasant smell of medicine, which caused him to choke and stop coughing for a long time.

"What is so disgusting!" He cursed a few words, hung on Jing Han and lay back on the bed.

The next day, Jin Lingzi came again.

Seeing that the door was closed, she hesitated for a moment, not sure if there was anyone inside.

This time, the timing of her coming was not good, Jing Han was changing Lin Yan's medicine.

Lin Yan raised a good leg and hooked Jing Han's waist, and coquettishly rubbed it on him: "Senior brother, wait a minute, you will take me out for a walk, I will get moldy." ”

Jing Han was already very accustomed to Lin Yan's tentacle monster sticking to him at any time, gently pulling his leg down, and throwing a lump of medicine on his injured leg heavily.

"Oops! Hurt! Brother! You tap! Lin Yan subconsciously shouted.

Jin Lingzi, who was about to knock on the door, was startled, and knocked on the knocker with a crooked knuckle.

A flame burned out directly, instantly setting her skirt on fire.

"It's me! It's me! She jumped up with tears to put out the fire, but she didn't succeed at all.

Jing Han opened the door and saw a yellow butterfly dancing in the flames.

After seeing the human face clearly, he simply summoned a column of water to fall from the sky, pouring the golden bell into his heart.

"What?" He turned his head sideways, avoiding the translucent garment of the golden bell.

Jin Lingzi, who was half frightened, reacted for a while, and took out a ** sword spike from his arms tremblingly, and left without saying anything.

When Lin Yan saw Jian Sui, he snorted disdainfully, and another fire burned.

On the third day, Jin Lingzi, who came to deliver things again, had not yet entered the courtyard gate, but saw Lin Yan standing under the white fruit tree with one leg on his legs.

"Flame ...... Brother Yan ...... "When she remembered the corner of the wall she overheard yesterday, her voice was still a little unnatural, and her eyes were evasive.

Lin Yan bowed slightly, his eyes widened.

Jin Lingzi became even more nervous, and asked stumblingly, "Master...... Is my brother here? ”

Lin Yan tugged at the corners of his mouth: "I'm my senior brother, didn't you come to find me?" ”

Facing the familiar smile, Jin Lingzi finally regained a little feeling, crossed his waist and said angrily: "Brother Yan is really not ashamed, people are not here to find you, people are ......"

Seeing that Lin Yan's eyes were getting colder and colder, she couldn't go on anymore - Brother Yan wasn't like this before! It must have been the vixen's brother who broke him! Heard...... I've heard that kind of people are neither men nor women......

She lowered her eyebrows, her heart was crossed, and asked, "Senior Brother Li is not there?" I have something to give him! ”

Lin Yan said lazily: "He's in retreat, if you have anything, just give it to me first." ”

Jin Lingzi hesitated for a moment, took out an ebony box and held it to Lin Yan with both hands: "This is ...... This is my forehead made of the Xuanbing silk that my father brought back from Beiming, the texture is light and delicate, and it is tireless...... Brother Lao Yan handed it over to his senior brother. ”

Lin Yan opened the wooden box, picked up the silver-blue forehead with two fingers and rubbed it - the touch was silky and slightly cool, it was indeed the legendary Xuanbing silk.

He had long seen that the rag that Jing Han used to blindfold was not pleasing to the eye, the color and texture of this Xuanbing silk were good things at first glance, and he really couldn't find anything stronger than this for a while. So I moved my jaw and accepted it by default.

Jin Lingzi breathed a sigh of relief, chatted with Lin Yan for a few more words, and then left in a hurry.

Waiting for the boredom, Lai Linyan opened the wooden box again, and fantasized about it covering Jing Han's eyes while wiping his forehead - it was really graceful, and people couldn't help but tear it off, tie Jing Han's wrist hard, and then ......

Lin Yan's eyes darkened - he really couldn't accept using something sent by someone else to do something like that to Jing Han.

He sneered and lit a small cluster of flames from between his fingers, burning the gift that had not yet reached the Lord to ashes from the bottom up.

A crescent moon hung lightly on the branches of the ginkgo tree, and the moonlight was dim.

Jing Han slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that his whole body was filled with water spirit qi.

Jindan Sixfold!

After not being harassed by Lin Yan all day, he finally took this step.

For the sake of the peace of the day, he didn't know how many things he had promised Jing Han - of course, he didn't intend to fulfill them.

Even with the promise, Lin Yan reluctantly leaned on the door frame for a long time before leaving, saying that he would "guard until he leaves the customs", like a baby who can't leave the milk.

Jing Han rubbed the corners of his forehead helplessly, after such a long and half a month of getting along, he had already figured out Lin Yan's character and knew that he was a person who did what he said.

It's late at night, Lin Yan's legs are still not healed, and when the cold wind blows, maybe something terrible will fall......

Thinking of this, he stepped forward and opened the door, and under the white fruit tree, a black shadow was lying on the root of the tree without any image, as if it had fallen asleep.

He knocked Lin Yan's good leg twice with the scabbard, but he didn't wake up, so he could only bend down to help him himself-if Lin Yan found out that he used magic to get people to bed, it would be another slap.

Jing Han picked up Lin Yan with ease, and keenly noticed that his body was different from usual, it seemed to be particularly heavy, and his body, which had always been hot, was not so hot.

Could it be the wind chill?

He suspiciously brought people into the house, and under the light, Lin Yan's lips were terrifyingly white.