The Ink Monkey didn't want to talk to her anymore.

Luo Qingyin knew that he was at a loss, touched his nose and smiled, endured the pain in his hands, and moved the wine outside.

The three-month cellar of the Three Saints and Three Demons is equivalent to ten years outside.

It seems that it is time to open a hundred grass hall in Xuanfeng City.

Excitedly out of the Three Saints and Three Demon Ding, Luo Qingyin opened the door of the Water Pavilion, lightly stepped down, swept across the water, and said to the kite who was standing opposite the Water Pavilion practicing martial arts: "What about Ming Jiu?" ”

The kite paused and saluted, "His Royal Highness King Rui summoned Ming Jiu over." ”

Luo Qingyin frowned slightly, and his bright eyes showed a trace of doubt: "What is he looking for Ming Jiu for?" ”

The kite shook her head: "The maid doesn't know. ”

For some reason, Luo Qingyin faintly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and asked, "When did it happen?" ”

The kite lowered her head and said, "A quarter of an hour ago." ”

"Let's go, let's see." Luo Qingyin flew up, and in an instant, he arrived at the door of Yijingxuan, where Ziyunchen lived.

Zi Yunchen was standing in front of the door practicing his sword.

The sword walks the dragon and snake, if the swallow is shocked, the sword qi stirs up and falls, and with his long sword, the silver sword wave a brilliant curtain of light, like a silver dragon soaring into the air, but it does not hurt the falling flowers.

The falling flowers fell on his body, pink and tender, accompanied by the sword light falling, and gently raised with the sword qi, as beautiful as a fantasy.

Looking at Luo Qingyin's figure, Zi Yunchen put away his sword to face the wind, and a pair of deep and cold eyes were sharp, revealing a compelling momentum that understood everything.

Walking slowly towards her, under his long eyelashes, his bright eyes were dotted, his forehead secreted a thin sweat, and his lines were full of heart-warming masculinity.

The corners of Zi Yunchen's mouth lifted: "Kitten, help me wipe my sweat." ”

Luo Qingyin stroked his forehead, turned his head sideways and instructed the kite: "Help His Royal Highness King Rui wipe his sweat." ”

The kite was about to step forward in response, Zi Yunchen paused, and his voice sank a little: "This king only needs you to rub it." ”

"Uh......" Luo Qingyin picked up the handkerchief and slapped it on his face, and said negatively, "Do you want to be so naïve?" ”

The snow-white handkerchief was stained with her body fragrance, Zi Yunchen chuckled lowly, held her soft hand, and commanded: "Go a little to the right, wipe the corners of your forehead." ”

Luo Qingyin: "......"

The hand was held by him, and she couldn't pull it back, and she couldn't wipe it if she wanted to.

Zi Yunchen wiped her face with her hand, beckoned to the shadow who was walking away with Ming Jiu, and asked, "Is it done?" ”

"Back to Your Highness, it's done." Ying Yi took out two identity plates from his arms and presented them to Zi Yunchen with both hands, "The identity plates of the servants of Xuanfeng Academy are Ming Jiu and Kite. ”

"What?" Luo Qingyin was stunned and lost his voice, "You got the qualifications for Ming Jiu and Kite to enter Xuanfeng Academy?" ”

Shadow saluted, "Yes." ”

it!

Luo Qingyin stared at Zi Yunchen with a cold gaze that could almost kill, "You did it on purpose?" ”

The corners of Zi Yunchen's lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes moved, like Zihua flowing, and he said, "You know." ”

His voice was low and evil, but it sounded like thunder in Luo Qingyin's ears.

What he said yesterday is still vivid, and whether she wants it or not, he helped her solve the identity problem of Ming Jiu, and she has to accompany him to sleep!

Luo Qingyin was so angry that he just wanted to scratch the wall.

She thought he would let her go, but it turned out that last night's peace was not for him to stop, but to dig a bigger pit for her.

If Ming Jiu has nowhere to go, that's it.

But she thought about letting Ming Jiu stay in Xuanfeng City, and this identity nameplate no longer had any meaning!

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My other vest's current words "The Palm Pet of the Paranoid Emperor", friends who like Xianyan can go and see it~

Brief introduction:

In the eyes of the world, the Iceberg Emperor Shaomo Junting is a kaolin flower, handsome and rich, pure heart and few desires.

But only Yan Zhixin knows how paranoid and domineering he really is.

Mo Junting: "You are my person in life, my ghost in death, in this life, you don't want to escape me!" ”

Yan Zhi's heart collapsed: "Don't! Let me go! ”

Mo Junting: "Unless I die!" ”

But when she was really on the verge of collapse, it was he who took her into his arms and gave her the tenderness of the world......

Mao Dun Literature