Liang Zi rolled his eyes and slapped his hand away angrily: "Go, go...... You're just having a fever!"

"It's not that you're confused, so what are you talking about?" Nangong continued to ask with a puzzled expression.

"What did I say, are you stunned?" Liang Zi was angry.

Seeing that she was also answering seriously, Nangong stopped and thought about it carefully, thought for a while, and then asked in a tentative tone, "Then what are you...... Addicted to dancing?"

"You're addicted to dancing!"

"Then why are you so active, jumping round after round, and so solemnly thank you Miss Lance. ”

"Sister Lance was teaching me to practice martial arts just now!" Liang Zi glanced at him, and then explained: "That dance just now is actually a very advanced set of martial arts! ”

"Ah Zi, stop kidding, it's not funny at all!"

Dancing is martial arts?

Singing is the mantra?

I Nangong Shu has read so many books, I have never even heard of such a magical thing!

Although I have to admit that Miss Lance is indeed very mysterious and her behavior is very unpredictable, no one will believe this kind of fantasy!

As soon as he thought of this, Nangong looked worried: "You better let Hongran take a look...... Otherwise, it's not good to burn out your brain!"

"You ......! Forget it, I'm too lazy to explain to you......"

Liang Zimiao was stunned, then walked to the side angrily, and revisited the "Moon Spirit Dance" that Fang had just learned.

"It's over...... It's really burned out of my brain! The devil was stunned!" Seeing this situation, Nangong only felt that his scalp was numb, and his whole person was restless.

Hurriedly ran into the hotel, went up to his room on the third floor to find Lin Xuanran who was mixing potion to wash him with medicinal scale, Nangong shouted as soon as he entered the door: "Xuanran, it's not good!"

Lin Xuanran raised his head and replaced the word "what" with his eyes.

Nangong said hurriedly: "Ah Zi is sick!

When Lin Xuanran heard this, he immediately stood up, wiped the water traces on Nangong's sleeve, and went downstairs with him.

"Look, she's still practicing dance!" Nangong pointed to Liang Zi, who was happily practicing dance in front of the door, worried.

Who knew that Lin Xuanran only glanced at Liang Zi and dropped a sentence: "She's not sick."

Then she silently went upstairs and continued to make her potion.

When he turned around, he glanced at Nangong with a strange look.

Nangong was slightly stunned, and he read the second half of the sentence from her eyes: You are sick.

In conjunction with the first half of the sentence, this whole sentence is: She is not sick, you are sick!

-- The disease of neurosis!

Lin Xuanran used to be a sixth-order magician, and his cultivation was amazing. It was only when she was sealed with the dark power on her body by Miss Lance's finger that the realm fell back to the early stage of the third order.

Although the realm is no longer there, the vision is still there.

Even if she didn't hear Liang Zi's explanation, she could see at a glance that Liang Zi was practicing a profound martial art at the moment, not "sick" as Nangong said.

This set of martial arts is very profound, and with Lin Xuanran's vision, he can only see that it is a kind of physical exercise. Although it may not have direct attack power, it can greatly enhance the strength and suppleness of the body.

The body is cultivated to the root! Once the essence of the body is up, cultivation will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

So on the other hand, this set of martial arts is to indirectly lay a solid and deep foundation for her future cultivation!

Lin Xuanran saw through this at a glance, so he walked up to the third floor without looking back, leaving Nangong, who was confused, in a daze alone.

"Okay...... In terms of cultivation, the two of them are experts! Since they all said that this is a martial art, then it must be a martial art!" Nangong thought for a moment, and then naturally gave up the idea of continuing to explore.

So, here's the problem.

"Why did Miss Lance help Liang Zi for no reason, and in the way of secretly helping each other?"

There is no such thing as love and hate without a cause!

The pie will not fall from the sky for no reason, and it happens to fall on Liang Zi's head.

Nangong was puzzled, so he walked to the counter and found Lance, who was drinking, and directly said the doubts in his heart.

Perhaps it was because of Nangong's strict expression on her face, so Miss Lance was also very serious, and said with a smile: "Of course the pie won't fall from the sky all of a sudden...... Of course, I did this for my own reasons. ”

"What's the intention?" Nangong asked.

Miss Lance suddenly hooked her fingers mysteriously: "Then you come with your ears, and I will sue you." This is a great secret, which can only come out of my mouth and into your ears, and is not enough for outsiders. ”

Nangong Wen Yan glanced around, but found that there was not a single customer in the store, and even the only part-time little girl didn't know where to run.

glanced at the charming proprietress again, and saw that her expression was unprecedentedly serious, Nangong's brows furrowed slightly, and a few thoughts flashed through his mind.

The badge with extremely high authority, the single-family building that looks like the Liang family, the Moon God Hotel left by the elves, as well as Liang Siqin, Liang Zi, Fu Qinglong......

What is the connection between these people and these objects?

The answer, I'm afraid, lies in the mysterious Miss Lance in front of you.

It seemed that he was really about to reveal a shocking secret, and after being infected by Miss Lance, Nangong's expression became stern in a blink of an eye, so he slowly listened to it.

After a while, Miss Lance exhaled like an orchid, and whispered two words in his ear:

You guess?

"Poof......

Nangong vomited three liters of blood when he heard this, as if he heard the sound of his heartbreak. was harshly teased by Lance again, Nangong finally fought back the broken heart, and returned to the third floor without looking back.

As soon as she opened the door, she happened to see Lin Xuanran finish concocting the potion and was about to go out, Nangong hurriedly pulled her down: "Xuanran, wait a minute." ”

Looking at her puzzled gaze, Nangong took out the book of "Qingxing Volume" from his arms, stuffed it into her hand, and said, "Give, take it!"

“......”

Looking at the medical book in his hand and feeling the residual warmth on his fingertips, Lin Xuanran's cold face showed a look of "joy" and "excitement" for the first time, and an iceberg in the depths of his eyes quietly rose a warm current.

Nangong rubbed her hair and said with a smile: "Since there are some things you don't want to say, then I won't force you." I came across this book by accident in the library, and I thought you would like it, so I borrowed it. There are seven days for you to watch slowly. ”

Lin Xuanran raised his head, looked away from the book, and fell on Nangong's face. Her eyes were full of complicated meaning, Sakura's lips opened slightly, and she stopped talking, and finally lowered her head, said a soft "um", and walked out with the door.

"Alas......"

Nangong shook his head and sighed, then took off his clothes and dipped into the bucket of potion.