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"Good, not bad. Perisya, you've changed, but I like you like that. ”

Nangong Yun smiled elegantly, staring at Bai Lixia's eyes, but they were full of vicious aura.

"Otherwise, after I help you, I will only think that you are too vulnerable, and it will be very boring."

She ignored Bailixia's cold gaze and walked straight to the door, opened the door, and prepared to go out.

"Just get out like that? Aren't you afraid of the old lady? Behind him, Bailixia asked coldly.

"Who told me I was going out?" Nangong Yun glanced at her and stepped out.

Barisha followed her, went downstairs, and exited the hall.

Nangong Yun didn't go outside, and turned directly in the direction of the backyard.

Could it be that her master has been living in Mochizuki Pavilion all along?

I've been here for so long, and I've never heard anyone talk about it.

In the backyard, there was only a row of houses, but Nangong Yun did not walk towards the house.

Instead, he took Bailixia and continued to walk deep into the backyard.

Walked into a wooded area and stopped in front of a small cabin.

"Master, Yun'er asks to see you."

Nangong Yun was outside the wooden house and bowed deeply.

This posture is similar to that of an ancient disciple meeting a senior who was cultivating in retreat.

There was no sound of answer in the wooden house, and Nangong Yun didn't speak again, just stood there and waited.

Bailixia observed everything around him, and looked around from here, not even a figure could be seen.

There is obviously a house in this backyard, but Nangong Yun's master wants to live in a wooden house.

Obviously, she didn't want to have contact with others, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be seen or disturbed.

I don't know what kind of person this Lu Xuening's master is.

"Who came with you?"

Just as her thoughts flew out of the woods, a low, slightly old female voice came out of the wooden house.

"Back to Master, she is a friend of Yun'er, she has been poisoned in her body, and she wants Master to show it."

When Nangong Yun spoke, his attitude was extremely respectful.

"You know what I'm bringing her here because I don't want to see anyone else?" The voice sounded visibly displeased.

"Master, you must take a look at this person, the poison in her was not given by others, it was given to her by her junior sister."

Inside, the silence came, and the old man seemed to be thinking about something.

"Come in." After a while, a deep voice came again.

"Thank you, Master." Nangong Yun immediately bowed, and then glanced at Bai Lixia.

She walked over, cautiously pushed the door open, and walked inside.

As soon as he entered the door, Bailixia saw that an elegant woman could not be more elegant, sitting on a mat.

She placed the Buddha on her lap with her left hand, pinched the meditation on her chest with her right hand, closed her eyes and meditated, which was not much worse than the female Buddha in the painting.

It's just that the face, and her voice, make you can't imagine that this is the same person.

There was no trace of age on her face, a clean and smooth forehead, without a single wrinkle.

With a curled nose, thin red lips, delicate earlobes, and long black eyelashes, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fairy appearance.

Such a beautiful woman!

He looked no more than thirty years old, but his hair was completely gray.

Bai Lixia was a little unable to come back to her senses for a while, which was very different from the appearance of Nangong Yun's master she originally imagined.

How did this face, this youthful appearance, be preserved?

But why, a green silk has become frost?