Luo Jiangying was shocked that he had gone too far, and hurriedly said with red eyes: "I...... Listen to me, I'm here for Xiaoxiao'......"

"Really?" Ling Qingyang's sharp eyes made Luo Jiangying a little at a loss, and his heart became more and more empty.

At this moment, Mu Yan solemnly said: "It is about the reputation of my Mu family's ancestors, I will never bluff and be competitive, please rest assured." As for "Thirteen Needles of Tianmen", this is the inheritance of my Mu family, and I will carry it forward and not bother Miss Luo. ”

Mu Yan said that, his body shook uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Ji ruthlessly stepped forward to gently pick her up, and scolded her in a dumb voice: "Don't say it, you need to rest." ”

Mu Yan bowed his head lightly and closed his eyes tiredly.

Half a month of fatigue, and this broken body, she really needs to take a good rest.

Looking at Mu Yan's weak appearance, Ling Qingyang's heart was inexplicably blocked.

He took a step forward uncontrollably, Ji Wuru gently arranged Mu Yan's veil as if he sensed something, and at the same time took a step back, widening the distance between the two, his bloodthirsty and deep phoenix eyes swept over Ling Qingyang and Luo Jiangying, turned around and stepped on the wind and left.

As soon as Ji ruthlessly left, the suffocating sense of presence in the air dissipated, Mrs. Ling rubbed her eyebrows, and sighed: "We didn't keep our promise not to use Miss Mu's prescription, and we also forced her to do it for Miss Luo. Miss Mu's side, take a lot of light, and don't slack off. ”

"Yes, my son knows."

There are some things that Mu Yan can not care about, but as they who have received her favor, they can't care less, otherwise what is the difference between them and a wolf-hearted thief?

After Mrs. Ling explained Mu Yan's affairs, she smiled slightly, walked to Luo Jiangying's side, and took her hand affectionately: "Xiaoxiao's matter, thank you for your hard work." ”

Luo Jiangying avoided Ling Qingyang's gaze, and bowed her head a little aggrievedly: "Madam, you are serious, I have treated Xiaoxiao like my own sister over the years, don't you know?" If it weren't for Xiaoxiao, I wouldn't have stayed here......"

As soon as Luo Jiangying mentioned it, Ling Qingyang smiled bitterly and shook his head, secretly thinking that he was thinking too much.

After all, Luo Jiangying should really feel sorry for Xiaoxiao, otherwise with her medical skills, she would have been able to attract the attention of the overlord of the world a long time ago, how could she stay in his Lanyue Tower with peace of mind?

At the end of the day, they still owe her ......

Seeing that the doubts in Ling Qingyang's eyes dissipated, Luo Jiangying finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Jiangying didn't understand, obviously her recipe was better than Mu Yan's, but in the end, Mu Yan stole all the limelight.

Mu Yan is really a master who knows how to play with people's hearts, if it weren't for this, how could Ji Wuru be fascinated by her, and even Ling Qingyang was suspicious of her.

Mu Yan, Mu Yan, you said you don't care about reputation, if you really don't care, how can you be unwilling to hand over the internal scripture exercises of "Thirteen Needles of Tianmen"?

You villain, a villain who sells your reputation, is exactly the same as the hypocritical and disgusting you used to be.

Let's see how she demolishes you!

That night, Luo Jiangying came to a dense forest behind Lanyue Tower alone and sounded the secret flute.

"Whoa......

The night breeze blew, and a tall and burly black shadow quietly fell behind her, and said in a dumb voice: "Anyway, what else do you want to do?" ”

Luo Jiangying looked back and smiled: "I want you to find Gu Hu ......"