Chapter 250: The First Disciple's Residence

The medicinal effect of Kuyan was very fast, but when Poria and Yueyi completely woke up, Mu Yanran made some other discoveries.

Carefully gathering away the lush bushes and hiding the dangerous garden into the depths of the jungle once more, she had found a secluded path from the other direction.

Heavily sheltered by woods and bushes, this jungle path is winding and secluded.

It is only tolerated that one person can walk, and there will be a series of footprints on the wet ground after stepping on it.

It seems that because it has been left untended for many years, there are weeds growing faintly next to the path, and you can only rely on the original footprints to tell where the winding path leads.

"Who did you learn your observations from?" I saw Mu Yanran peel off the bushes that were no different from other places, and saw the winding path magically appear in front of me.

Mo Kongjing's whole person fell into a state of panic, and this kind of observation can no longer be summed up by amazing.

This place is no different from other places, why can Yan Ran be able to see the end with a sharp eye?

She didn't see anything at all!

"Well, because the singularity is so obvious, this place is completely different." Blinking her eyes, Mu Yanran naturally pointed to the bushes that had been messed up by her.

Looking at the place she pointed, Mo Kongjing silently swallowed all his words.

Obviously, it doesn't make a difference.

"Ahh Faerie Grass! It's great that you haven't been snatched away yet! Rubbing his heavy head, the first time he saw the straw bale, Poria's eyes radiated a shiny glow.

"What do you mean? Still looking forward to being snatched away? Also rubbing his heavy head, Yueyi looked at the petite figure holding the fairy spirit grass with a smile.

"Don't! How cruel it is for such a lovely fairy grass to be eaten! She shook her head in the sunlight and said.

In fact, Poria's body is only slightly shorter than others, which will give people the illusion that it will always be just a double eight years.

In the sun. Holding the figure of the fairy spirit grass, her smile was pure and bright, and she was very satisfied with the status quo.

All her emotions and joys come from the heart, and who would bear to hurt her as such a simple child?

And Yueyi was helpless.

Looking at her smiling in the sun, he fell into deep thought, confused, guilty, and remorseful. There should be both.

Seeing the complex curvature of the corners of Yueyi's mouth, Mu Yanran came back to her senses from joy, and it was gratifying to get the fairy spirit grass. But why, in her opinion, has the thin paper that was originally hidden between Poria and Yueyi been pierced?

Everyone knows Poria's intentions up and down the Xiaoyao Sect, but only that nerd can't figure it out.

Now that everything has been exposed, is it good or bad?

"What are you thinking?"

"You!"

Covering the corners of his lips in surprise. The voice still unconsciously passed through the gap between the fingers.

The man in front of him had a face that was delicate to perfection. Impeccable.

The black hair scattered in the air with the gentle breeze that caressed by, and the black silk of the finest material was embroidered with black and gold dark lines that could not tell what kind of beast it was.

Dressed in a vigorous black dress, the dark gold belt is also embroidered with a fierce beast pattern that she can't understand, and the patterns embroidered on it should not be the style that has been circulated in the world.

More important than that suffocating face was his deep pupils.

Shining like a star, and endlessly like a black hole.

The playful look made her wake up like a dream, and Mu Yanran, who had calmed down, took two steps back vigilantly.

She didn't know who the person in front of her was, but she felt like she wanted to escape.

He's an afterimage. A perfect afterimage.

In the competition with Senior Sister Mingchen, when he fell off the decisive platform. It was this dream-like afterimage that saved her.

Even more strange was that she felt that she could not control her movements, and all the sounds seemed to be moving away from her.

The leaves swayed hoarsely and knew that Suosuo's voice no longer existed, and the few people who were still laughing and playing just now should have existed, but she couldn't see them, she couldn't feel their presence, and she couldn't hear their voices.

This feeling is like being the only one herself, or maybe she has been abandoned by this world!

"Who the hell are you?" The voice came out of her mouth uncontrollably, and in a panic, she put down the hand she was covering her mouth, and vaguely, she still subconsciously believed that he would not hurt her.

If he wanted to hurt her, then last time, he didn't have to save her.

"Ning Junyan."

seemed to be very satisfied with her performance, although she panicked and noticed the bizarre development of the situation, but the beautiful woman in front of her did not choose to shout.

Dignified Tsinghua, noble and dusty, the so-called peerless beauty is nothing more than this.

Gently hooking the corners of his lips, he always held three points of evil and seven points of mystery, leaving only a meaningful smile.

At first, he saved her just because he came casually, but later this coincidence, he seemed to have found a relatively rare toy.

"Mu Yanran, is it? I remember you. ”

The magnetic voice whistled in her ears, and the last sentence was intentionally or unintentionally, and the corners of his lips almost rubbed against her ears.

The hot breath made her blush and her heart beat, but when a breeze passed, the whole world seemed to return to normal at once, but her heart like a deer crashing could not be calmed down in any way.

"Yanran? Sweet? ”

Suspiciously, he shook Mu Yanran's shoulder twice, and after discovering that the face that was as familiar as the one was still obsessed, Mo Kongjing's mouth slapped her shoulder with a cramp.

"Huh? What's up? Mu Yanran, who was beaten, subconsciously raised her head and looked around, but her 'bang-bang' heart still couldn't stop beating like a deer.

"I don't know, I think you're gone!" Facing those confused eyes, Mo Kongjing was even more unlucky.

"It's all gone" muttered in a low voice, and after realizing what she was saying, Mu Yanran immediately blushed and lowered her head.

What's wrong with me today?

Mo Kongjing, who looked up at the sky helplessly, didn't hear a whisper from the person behind her, she was just curious about how people could even walk and be distracted.

Poria and Yueyi's way of getting along is very strange, or very awkward.

There is no more talking, no more frolicking banter of the past.

Yueyi is avoiding Poria and avoiding any sensitive topics.

And the simple Poria cocos is sometimes sensitive and delicate, and while she is sad, she also has to encourage herself.

Perhaps, maybe at the next turning point, the sweetheart will change his mind and like himself?

Mu Yanran didn't know, Mo Kongjing didn't know, Poria didn't know, and Yueyi didn't know.

The road of the four of them may be very apprehensive in the future, but the heart of wanting to accompany each other has never wavered!

I don't know if my sweetheart will change his mind at the next turning point, but this turning point in front of them at this moment has become a turning point in Poria's life.

The waterfalls that flow straight down, the trees and jungles with the fragrance of birds and flowers, the exquisite and rigorous wooden houses, and the open living rooms in the four folds are neatly enclosed into a huge square disciple's residence.

(To be continued.) )