The moment Yang Bingling looked back and smiled, it was as if all the flowers in this world were blooming together. Qingwen was shocked by the beauty in front of him, but there was a huge panic in his heart, so that he didn't even notice the trembling of his voice: "You call me Master?"

Yang Bingling turned back coldly and whispered in Qiu Yiming's ear: "Help me do my best, I want to stand and go out."

Qiu Yiming found that Yang Bingling had leaned on his body, and his strength supported Yang Bingling's difficult steps, step by step like stepping barefoot on the tip of a knife, unforgettable, Yang Bingling should have had no time to take care of anything else, but inadvertently saw Tian'er's successful smiling face, and his heart was terrified.

Out of the hospital, Yang Bingling only felt that his eyes were black for a while, and the next moment he fainted in Qiu Yiming's arms, and when Qingwen chased him out, he only saw Qiu Yiming lazily picking up Yang Bingling, Yang Bingling hooked Qiu Yiming's neck with both hands, and blood droplets all over the ground.

Qingwen was jealous in his heart, they were so close, thinking back to the years he had accompanied Yang Bingling, he had never hugged Yang Bingling like this, Qingwen waved his hand and the courtyard door was smashed.

When Yang Bingling woke up again, the first thing Yang Bingling saw was a dome, and then a scream came from his ears, and he began to cry with a whimper, Yang Bingling said in his heart, could I be dead? Looking at the people around him, Yang Bingling, whose eyes were closed and howling in his throat, felt a pain in his head: "Okay, okay, what about giving me a mourning?"

Like a frightened roe deer, the golden deer raised two big eyes and twitched its small mouth, which was very cute: "Don't you want to cry?" How can I still be such a second-class person after taking care of people for so long: "What am I crying about?" As he spoke, his heart hurt like a knife, and the tears were left unconsciously.

There was a fog in front of him, and after the lips on that face began to separate and break round, a magic sound sounded through the dome again, Yang Bingling wiped his tears with his hands again and again, covered his chest and endured the pain again, and was tortured like this, the little fire in Yang Bingling's heart immediately jumped up and shouted: "Shut up, I'm not dead!"

The giant face in front of him saw Yang Bingling again, and a huge sense of oppression hit him instantly, and Yang Bingling stammered, "What are you going to do?" The tears still couldn't be stopped, and the lips in front of him were less than one and a half the size of usual, and they said one by one: "I see that the princess doesn't cry, so I will help the princess cry for a while, so that the princess will not be suffocated."

If Yang Bingling hadn't been blinded by tears now, he really wanted to give this goods, Yang Bingling still underestimated his tear glands, he could really cry, who said that he couldn't cry when he looked at the sky? Stand up, let's theorize, Yang Bingling is lying flat on the bed now, but this tear gland is like a fountain pressed by a pump, and it can't be wiped Yang Bingling gave up.

Yang Bingling can feel Qiu Yiming standing at the door without looking, and now he is looking at himself, when Yang Bingling is very puzzled, he doesn't want others to see it, he is always "unintentionally" broken by all kinds of people, he doesn't want to see it, he doesn't know how to see it, he obviously looks at the ceiling, but the face movements and emotions of the person at the door are properly reflected in Yang Bingling's head.

These damn tears are still flowing, Yang Bingling only felt that the bottom of her neck was wet and sticky, and her heart collapsed and shouted, when will these damn tears flow, Yang Bingling stared at the door curtain next to Qiu Yiming with his eyes, Yang Bingling saw that the curtain began to sag, Yang Bingling's heart hung high, and then the trend began to go back again, and Yang Bingling's heart slowly fell again.

During this period, Yang Bingling kept tears of repentance, and Yang Bingling's heart was like a roller coaster several times, this second goods was obviously playing with himself? Yang Bingling propped himself up on the bed with one palm, his body suddenly straightened up, and his hand slapped on the bed: "Can you walk or not!"

Qiu Yiming was stunned for a moment, he couldn't hold back his smile, and after laughing, he saw the tears on Yang Bingling's face, and his heart sank and he couldn't laugh anymore, so he hurriedly stepped forward to comfort Yang Bingling.

Yang Bingling's eyes were like this: Qiu Yiming first stood there and laughed halfway, not to mention the ugly voice, he didn't laugh anymore, he didn't hold back any good fart, he thought he was a serious disciple before, but now Qiu Yiming's face has been hanging with the demon.

Yang Bingling was crying and retreating, not to mention how embarrassed it was. In the eyes of a certain Ming, Yang Bingling was very hurt by Qingwen, and now he is not only crying non-stop, but also hiding as a slut, he is on the mission of saving Yang Bingling, Qiu Yiming is getting closer and closer, and Yang Bingling is crying more and more.

Just when Qiu Yiming was about to meet Yang Bingling, Yang Bingling saw a figure beside him swooping between the two, stretched out his arm to block the middle, straightened his little chest that had not woken up and said with his head and face: "What are you going to do?" It's because we trust you so much that you want to do such a beastly thing to your master! ”

The corners of Yang Bingling's mouth twitched so much that she couldn't stop, this girl's imagination was really hopeless, Yang Bingling's tears finally stopped, and Qiu Yiming glanced at each other, and the two pushed the golden deer next to them away at the same time, Qiu Yiming asked in amazement: "Where do you start, I said that you are crying your brain, or you are crying for a while, crying all the water in your brain, it is important to save your IQ, don't be this blind mixing."

Yang Bingling felt that what Qiu Yiming said was not unreasonable, for example, his own was the water in his head, Yang Bingling said: "You, stand far away, where is this?"

Qiu Yiming realized that he was standing beside Yang Bingling's bed, and took two steps back awkwardly and said, "This is my territory, absolutely no one can bully you here, live in peace."

Yang Bingling was about to go out for a walk, but he saw Qiu Yiming stop in front of him and said, "Master is just right, let's take care of it, wait for two days to take care of it, I'll take Master to have a look."

Qiu Yiming's face was so weak that he couldn't hold it back, did Yang Bingling say that if he didn't let him go, he wouldn't let him go? Bai Yan pushed casually: "What are you calling me?"

Yang Bingling saw that Qiu Yiming's cute big eyes once again showed a look of bewilderment, and it was rare for him to look so stupid after becoming the sect master: "Master."

Yang Bingling only now understood the benefits of relying on the old and selling the old, and vaguely grabbed a beard that he didn't have and said, "Since I am a master and you are a disciple, should you be obedient?" Yang Bingling took advantage of her eyes to lower her head and looked at Qiu Yiming with a trace of black eyes.

Qiu Yiming took a step back, Yang Bingling had never seen him like this, and he always felt that Yang Bingling, who was still smiling in the last second, could kill himself with a knife in the next second, but if Yang Bingling was allowed to see the outside, it would not be possible, it would be certain.

In Yang Bingling's eyes, Qiu Yiming pounced on Yang Bingling, two big single and cute eyes dragged Yang Bingling's hand, and knelt at Yang Bingling's feet: "Master, don't go, your health is not well, the disciple is not at ease......" Qiu Yiming pretended to squeeze out two tears, he felt that he could play better.

Yang Bingling was moved by this thunderous and sincere eye, and a loud male voice came from outside the door: "Disciple asks to see the sect master," the door curtain was raised, and half of the people stayed in place.

Qiu Yiming's only thought now was to lose his head into the soil, and when he turned his face to face that disciple with an aggrieved face, he instantly turned into a killing god. Yang Bingling only saw the appearance of the disciple running away, and when he looked down at Qiu Yiming, Qiu Yiming was still holding his trouser leg, and the whole person was a capital embarrassment.

After Qiu Yiming left, Yang Bingling's eyes were sore, Jin Lu looked at Yang Bingling's bloodless lips, picked up the rouge on the table, and opened it to Yang Bingling with a smile: "Master, you see this is your favorite rouge, Jin Lu will apply a little to you."

Yang Bingling also smiled at the golden deer, staring at the red rouge, and then looked at his palm, the nails tore the scabs of the palms one by one, the blood spread, Yang Bingling wiped a little on his lips, the blood slid down his lips, Yang Bingling said to himself: "This kind of red is good-looking."

Yang Bingling Jinlu couldn't help but say worriedly: "Master, don't be too narrow in your heart, in the end, Sect Master Qiu just concealed the identity of the sect master, it's not a big deal, you keep being sad like this, it will eventually hinder your longevity."

Yang Bingling looked at Jin Lu fixedly and said, "If I say that I am really not sad, do you believe it?" At first I thought that if we really came to this day, I would have a heartbreak and a heartache, but no, it was just a little upset in my stomach. Yang Bingling's eyes were unprecedentedly determined, and Jin Lu was dumbfounded for a while.

A strange and dangerous breath suddenly broke in, instantly choked Yang Bingling's throat, a strong breath stunned the golden deer, and the sense of ventricular breath forced Yang Bingling to keep struggling, but the more he struggled, the more difficult it was to breathe, Yang Bingling felt that the person was holding up his body little by little, and asked desolately: "Who are you?"

The man snorted disdainfully, and the voice came from afar, Yang Bingling smelled a trace of foul smell, his head suddenly understood, and asked in a dumb voice, "The senior is here to find Hu Ling?"

Yang Bingling's upper body was now forced to lift, his face was flushed, and a burst of energy burst out, but he couldn't touch anything, Yang Bingling once again felt that life was passing little by little, and Yang Bingling was disappointed that he didn't have any resistance thoughts, and even felt extremely relieved, and another cold snort came, and Yang Bingling was still in bed heavily.

In the next second, Yang Bingling disappeared quietly, and suddenly he didn't know how far he had walked, there was a lotus pond in front of him, and a blooming white lotus petal in the middle of the lotus pond slowly opened, and a person stood up inside, leaving only his back.

Yang Bingling took a few breaths before he realized that he was so eager to live, there was a man with a fairy aura standing beside him, the man's eyes had been staring at the white lotus in the pond, and when he turned his head, the robe behind the man was suddenly lifted by the nine tails behind him.

Yang Bingling was stunned for a moment, the man's disdainful laughter resounded in his ears, and Yang Bingling realized that his small actions were in the eyes of others.