"But you need this more, it's ......" As soon as Ye Qinzhu opened his mouth, he was blocked by Yang Qingjue.

"The things in the west courtyard of Moqin Academy, whether it is useful or not, don't give it away easily. Yang Qingjue refused neatly, and pointed at Ye Qinzhu's forehead to reprimand, "No matter what it is, even if it is a waste product in your eyes, it can save your life at a critical moment." ”

Ye Qinzhu pursed his lips, and said in his heart, will there be a time when his life is in danger?

When she was in the West Courtyard, she didn't feel it yet, but when she saw Yang Qingjue, she suddenly realized that this pill was simply the right medicine for Yang Qingjue.

It's just that the side effect of taking the Turtle Breath Pill is almost the same, and Yang Qingjue has almost no chance to exert his spiritual power again for the rest of his life.

In this way, even if she takes out this medicine, Yang Qingjue may not accept it.

Faced with the situation that he couldn't have both, Ye Qinzhu only felt that his brain hurt.

"Watch out for Yuan Ning. Confirming that there was no one around, Ye Qinzhu lowered his voice, "I have a hunch that he will intensify his planned actions......"

"And, I'm almost sure what he's trying to do. ”

"What does he want to do?" Yang Qingjue stood side by side with her, looking at the girl with a usually peaceful face, her eyebrows furrowed obviously, her fingers in the knife ring, and she spun around.

"He wants to kill people, and he plans to kill anyone who has status and status in the Ning country. ”

"Among them, including you, me, Yang Bai, and Yang Qingyan...... And, Ye Qinlan. ”

Yuan Ning looked at her like a mortal person, which made Ye Qinzhu creepy.

On his way back, she kept talking to Yuan Ning, observing the tone of the man's speech.

Coupled with the powerful killing aura she felt when she first saw Yuan Ning, Ye Qinzhu made a judgment - Yuan Ning had a strong murderous intent towards the people of Ning Kingdom.

Indeed, the people gathered in the Mochin Academy were all geniuses from all over the world. Moqin Yuan has always been indisputable in the world, and it is unparalleled in the world, and it will be beneficial to the future battle between Anguo and Ningguo.

Yuan Ning wants to kill the potential Ningguo Spirit Master here, so that there is no one in Ningguo, who values the quality of the spirit master, so as to pave the way for An Guo's attack.

He had already carried out his plan in the Mochin Academy, and it was probably not long before the outbreak of war.

"How many people died when I went to Xishuanglin this time?"

"Ten people, six Anguo, four Ningguo. ”

"So, there are still twenty people in Ningguo. Before the plan was launched, Yuan Ning had recruited people who were willing to rebel, and it is difficult to guarantee whether anyone has agreed to cooperate with Yuan Ning now.

After that, there will probably be a large-scale massacre in the Beast Ridge, and those who promised Yuanning will inevitably be unharmed, and we will be listed as key targets......"

Ye Qinzhu's eyes narrowed, and she suddenly remembered Ye Qinlan.

I don't know if this person reacted to the olive branch thrown by Yuan Ning.

"If the number of students drops sharply in three years, according to the rules of Mochin, the studies of all students will be terminated. Yang Qingjue answered, "This means that even if Yuan Ning can't eradicate all the spirit masters, he can let the gifted people pack up and return to their original country." ”

"It's only been half a year since the students entered the school, and this happened. If I am sent home, then I will really come to this Mochin Courtyard for nothing. ”

Ye Qinzhu was angry after being surprised by Yuan Ning's plan, and he was amused after being angry. She clapped her hands and couldn't help but celebrate Yuan Ning's boldness and ruthlessness.

He was glad that he didn't dare to kill, but she wasn't happy at all that he was a murderer.

Looking at the girl who gritted her teeth, Yang Qingjue raised her hand and took away the roster in Ye Qinzhu's hand, and wiped out the name written by Ye Qinzhu with a branch with her sleeves.

Removing his cold hand, he pointed to a white jade table in the gazebo opposite.

"Drinking?"

There are no superfluous words, only three words of question, Yang Qingjue's tone is warm, like the wine that is warm on the table.

Ye Qinzhu nodded and stood up from the ground where he was squatting.

After holding his cheeks for a long time, he suddenly stood up, and his brain had not yet had time to supply blood. Ye Qinzhu's eyes suddenly darkened, and he couldn't help but stumble.

She leaned and almost fell to the ground. Yang Qingjue stood beside her, and when she saw this scene, she hurriedly grabbed her shoulders and pulled her forward to him.

The tip of his nose lingered with the incense that he only smelled in Yang Qingjue's house, and after the scene in front of Ye Qinzhu's eyes recovered, what came into view was Yang Qingjue's white clothes.

She raised her head with the momentum, and Yang Qingjue's slightly nervous look was in her eyes.

"Bamboo, are you alright?"

The other party obviously knew a little about medical skills, but on this phenomenon that even Ye Qinzhu knew the principle, Yang Qingjue panicked.

After Ye Qinzhu secretly complained, he could only grab his other hand that he didn't know where to put it, and shook his head to signal that she was okay.

After reacting to what he had done, Yang Qingjue withdrew his hand suddenly, and the speed was so fast that Ye Qinzhu almost fell to the ground.

He turned his head and put his hand on the tip of his nose, but he couldn't hide the fiery red at the base of his ear.

Ye Qinzhu stared at him for a long time, and finally a suspicious flush crawled on his face at the same time.

She silently turned her head in the opposite direction and made a perfect symmetry with Yang Qingjue.

The white jade table is clean and flawless, and it feels like Yang Qingjue's cold skin.

The wine is ready, sweet and clear, full of aroma and mellow in the mouth.

"This wine is much better than my Qingyu Yuan Pandong's craftsmanship. Ye Qinzhu couldn't help but praise, and after praising it, she thought of the four little girls in her Ye Mansion.

"I buried it when I first entered the Murchin Academy. Yang Qingjue chuckled, "It's been nine years, and now I dig it out and taste it, and the taste is just right." ”

Ye Qinzhu sighed to himself, drank three cups in a row in Yang Qingjue's cup, made a bold gesture at him, and said loudly:

"What Yuanning?

Want to drink with me, get ready for the jar to be drunk, I'm- but a thousand glasses are not drunk!"

"Brother Yu, I have time to drink together, but I don't get drunk with a thousand glasses!"

She didn't lie, she ...... before In my previous life, I was also an alcoholic, the craziest kind at every drinking party.

"The lakes and mountains are beautiful, the years are quiet, how can you do without wine?"

"Rumor has it that you're an idiot, but now it seems a bit silly. ”

"What about being stupid? Look at the girl in the script, which one is not stupid after a few years, if there is divine help, she will rise to the top?"

Yang Qingjue smiled and filled Ye Qinzhu with a smile, and responded in his mouth.

"You know, this wine is for a girl like you who is not drunk with a thousand glasses. ”

You once said that the wine was too little and too thin for you to get drunk, and as soon as you had a drink, you took off your shoes and made a fuss in the street.

The girl used to be dressed in red, shuttling by the river full of river lanterns and circling Buddhist scriptures.

Ye Qinzhu's eyes were clear, holding the empty wine jar, and looking at Yang Qingjue with his toes high.

Yang Qingjue waved his hand, showed Ye Qinzhu the eight jars of aging behind him, and made a "please" gesture to Ye Qinzhu.

Ye Qinzhu proudly lifted the lid, took out the jade bowl from the stone, scooped a bowl directly for himself, and drank it with a bang.

The jade pendant connected the spiritual power of the two, and the girl with red cheeks pointed at Yang Qingjue menacingly, snorted from her nose, and leaned on the wine jar and fell asleep.

Yang Qingjue held on to the empty wine jar that was about to fall, and his fingers slipped to Ye Qinzhu's shoulder.

After testing the weight, he stopped his waist and held Ye Qinzhu in his arms.

The girl who was asleep didn't feel anything wrong at all, but comfortably put it in Yang Qingjue's arms and rubbed it.

With even breathing, the girl fell into a dream of spiritual power weaving.

Yang Qingjue walked steadily towards her house, looking down at her sleeping face.

I admit it, you're not drunk in a thousand cups.