The man raised his hand and touched his chin, tilted his head and thought about it, "Liumu, how can Ben Shao look at the brown-clothed steward who is a little familiar, you go and check." ”

"......" how many times he said, his name was Mu Liu, "Yes! ”

The man was so exaggerated that he picked out his ears with his hands, and looked at Mu Liu with accusatory eyes, "Ouch, why are you suddenly shouting so loudly, it's not that Ben Shao can't hear your ugly voice, alas, in other words, I've really wronged Ben Shao's ears these days." ”

“…… Yes, the subordinate's fault. ”

The corner of the blue-clothed man's mouth twitched, and he looked him up and down with disgust, "Tsk, you speak like a mosquito, and you are so tall in vain." ”

Mu Liu secretly conditioned and suppressed the surging breath in his body.

"Hey, why don't you squeak when I talk to you?"

"Suddenly deaf or dumb, forget it, look at your aggrieved appearance, let's go back to your nest."

Sure enough, after going around for a long time, the Holy Lord was cheating!

"My subordinates are going to check the details of the steward!"

Looking at Mu Liu, who had disappeared without a trace of black smoke, the man in blue put away the banter and ridicule on his face, and his dark eyes looked at the mountains in the distance, with an incomprehensible depth and contemplation on his face, and stood still for a long time.

The wind blew his long sleeves, as if he had become one with heaven and earth.

Linling-in

Coldly opened her eyes, jumped up from the bed, and startled the four maids who had just bandaged her wounds and were quietly wiping away tears: "Miss?! ”

Leng Luohyun was pulled back to reality by the pain on her body, especially in her shoulder, and only then did she realize that she had changed her identity and changed the world, and what she saw in her dreams was all from her previous life.

But how could she forget?!

Qing Jing saw Leng Luoyun covering her shoulders with her hands, standing upright under the bed, exuding a strong oppressive aura all over her body, and couldn't help but slowly approach, "Miss, but the wound hurts?" ”

Leng Luohyun turned around, looked at the four people who were looking at him with worried and distressed faces, restrained his breath, and smiled indifferently, "It's okay." ”

After that day, pain was the most common thing for her.

Qinghe's eyes were red, "But, the burn scar on Miss's shoulder ......"

Qinglu stretched out her hand and pulled her sleeve, shaking her head, Miss was already in pain, and she knew that she would leave such an ugly scar in the future, and her heart would definitely be even more uncomfortable, "Miss rest assured, when Steward Wu comes back, his old man will definitely have a way to make Miss recover as before." ”

Qing Yu also nodded hurriedly, and then raised his eyebrows, "Which black-hearted Wang Balamb dares to hurt my young lady, wait for one day to fall into my hands, see if the old lady doesn't tear him apart!" ”

"Miss is so beautiful and so good, how can she be willing to do it! But fortunately, it's not his face that hurts, otherwise, he really deserves to be thundered and struck, and he can't be promoted to the level for the rest of his life, so it's better to become a layman again! ”

"Hey, miss! It can't be a woman who hurts you, because I'm jealous of your beauty? ”

"The other party is a fire cultivator, we don't have this kind of Taoist cultivation in Boluo City, could it be that Zhu left the city in the south? So far away, what are we doing here? ”

"Cough," Qing Jing raised her hand to cover her lips, and took the opportunity to glare at Qing Yu, who was talking happily and unconsciously, it seemed that she had to continue to copy the scriptures.

Reading the meaning in Qing Jing's eyes, Qing Yu's open mouth hurriedly closed, so that she didn't want to stay in a place where she could only hear her own breathing and heartbeat.

Looking at Qing Yu's appearance of doing something wrong, covering her lips and stepping back, Leng Luoyun didn't care, "How did I come back?" ”

Qing Jing replied, "When Steward Wu and I found Miss, you were asleep under the big tree outside the Banpo Pavilion, and there was no one around, and then Qing Jing took you back to the house. ”

In other words, someone did save her, and what she saw and heard before she fell unconscious was not an illusion, "Steward Wu?" He's a monk? ”

Qing Jing nodded, "Steward Wu is a Taoist who cultivates qi at the fifth and sixth levels. ”

Leng Luohyun raised her eyebrows, as far as she knew, Father Leng was just a Taoist disciple with a triple level of qi cultivation, and his subordinates were so much higher than him.

Qing Xun looked a little hesitant, but he didn't want to deceive, "Miss, it seems that the Nishang Palace is in trouble again, and Steward Wu has gone to Yuqian City to solve it." ”

"Hmm." Leng Luohyun was noncommittal, and walked outside, "I'm going to retreat for three days." ”

"But ...... your injuries," the four stepped forward in unison.

Leng Luoyun looked back with an indifferent expression.

In just a few days, they already knew that the young lady's temperament had changed somewhat, and it seemed to be more gentle, but she was also more resolute, and she would not repeat the words a second time, nor would she allow others to easily interfere in her decision.

"Yes." The four stopped and saluted respectfully.

In the secret room, Leng Luoyun sat cross-legged, and a week later, she opened her eyes with some confusion.

Why is the internal force at least two levels higher than before? And with the internal force in the flow of the eight veins of the Qi meridian, there is a slight cool and soft breath that always follows the side, and then expands the meridians and veins together?

It's like...... Hugging your thighs?!

Leng Luoxun tilted his head, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, got up and raised his hand, while recalling the "Water Balance Jue" mental method practiced by the original master, while learning the appearance when he watched Leng Yi cast the spell that day, keeping one, absorbing, exhaling, guiding, and exercising qi.

With the application of the magic technique, she could clearly feel that the water qi around her was slowly converging into her body, bringing a cool and warm Shutai, as if there was a steady stream of energy, sweeping away her previous exhaustion and depression, and the original cool and soft qi in her body was also gradually flourishing, faintly increasing, flowing more cheerfully.

Is this the cut?

Leng Luohyun looked at the cultivation from the early stage of the second and third layers of Qi cultivation to the consummation of the second and fifth layers of Qi cultivation all the way to the perfection of the second and fifth layers of Qi cultivation.

Could it be that her martial arts and Taoist cultivation can complement each other?

It's a good discovery, after all, this is a world where Taoism is respected, especially in the twilight green mountains, being overwhelmingly defeated by that black-headed and black-faced person, who doesn't know whether it is an iceberg or a volcano, and after leaving her with a burn scar again, she can no longer look at the world in her original thinking and way.

Do you become an immortal? Not unavoidable.

Three days later, Leng Luohyun went out of the customs with a lot of harvest, thinking that there was still one thing to deal with, so he planned to go back to the dressroom to change his clothes first. Who knows, in front of the same corridor around the pond, different people reappeared.

There are eight or nine people, do you want to simply scare and deter her, or do you want to beat her directly?

One by one, is she really so easy to break into here?

"Whoa—"

A flirtatious whistle blew, and a somewhat white and fat boy laughed: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and the little waste is getting more and more marked." ”

A girl in yellow beside her was full of anger, and couldn't help blurting out: "Leng Fu, your eyes are swollen and you can't see clearly, when did you get hungry to such a point?" With her thin appearance, where is Peugeot! ”

"That's it, that's it." Several women next to him chimed in.

Having said that, the eyes that looked at Leng Luoyun were full of envy and jealousy, as well as hatred born of unwillingness.

is also a child of the cold house, why can this waste have so many or bright and bright, or noble and elegant, or precious and rare dresses and jewelry? Why can a waste room monopolize such a large courtyard in the house? You know, the vacant houses here are all more spacious than their two rooms combined.

Look, it is obviously the most ordinary white skirt, but the high-quality yarn, the faint embroidery of the same color flying clouds, but everywhere is full of elegant and dusty atmosphere, but this waste is lined with a little more cold and fairy.

However, a few people secretly thought in their hearts, such a good dress, anyone who wears it will look better than this waste.

Leng Lu, who was dressed in orange, looked Leng Luoyun up and down, and snorted disdainfully, "Don't think that if Xiaoxiao and Aunt Bingbing are not there, you can do whatever you want." In this house, it is not just about the status of the person, if you don't have the strength, no matter how glamorous and beautiful the dress is, it's not a waste! ”

"The fourth sister's words are not right," the previous cold-eyed woman in yellow has calmed down her irritable mood, and pouted, "Even if you just look at your background and status, our Aunt Bingbing is also the most noble one in the house." ”

When Leng Shuang said "Aunt Bingbing", he also deliberately bowed to the north to show respect, "Who in the Fuzhong, or even in Manpo Luo City, doesn't know that the Leng family uncle will be the next heir to the head of the family, so his youngest and most favored daughter Bingbing is naturally the most noble lady of the sky in the Leng Mansion." On appearance and bearing, on cultivation as talent, on character and elegance, not to mention this waste, who in the mansion has the qualifications to dare to compare? Do you have one? ”

"I don't." The others hurriedly waved their hands in compliments.

There were even a few people gathered together, and you talked about Aunt Bingbing's heroic deeds one by one, boasting about the blessings and blessings they had received, and even the praise of the other monks and people in the city.

Looking at Leng Shuang's smug look, Leng Lu gritted his teeth angrily, but when it came to Aunt Bingbing, who would dare to object?

Wait, see how I clean you up in the future!

Understanding the hatred and warning in her eyes, Cold Frost raised her eyebrows fearlessly, who is afraid of whom!

These plays are sung interestingly, and there is a playfulness in the cold eyes, is this a deep sisterhood? It's not enough to fight outside, and you can't be idle in your nest.

Glancing at the few people who were making noise and competing with each other to see whose fart was beating louder, Leng Luoyun raised her eyebrows, thinking that she had guessed the wrong intention of these people.

Besides, Aunt Bingbing? Snort, to be honest, a concubine born to a concubine, no matter how she packs it, what qualifications do she have to dare to emphasize her birth status again and again in front of the original owner, the only orthodox granddaughter of the Leng family? !

"Stop!"

Leng Lu saw Leng Luoyun walking in front of her so indifferently and elegantly, her long skirt brushed gently, giving birth to lotus step by step, holy and elegant, she didn't even leave them with a superfluous look, and couldn't help but sprinkle all the anger she had suffered at the seventh sister on her: "What a big boldness, didn't you see that we are all here, who allowed you to leave without permission!" ”

When the other people saw it, they hurriedly remembered the purpose of their coming here, and they all stopped praising and skillfully stepped forward, surrounding Leng Luohyun in the center, in order to form an oppressive trend.

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