Looking at the woman lying on the ground like a dead dog, Luo Qingyin stepped on the urge to explode her head, took a deep breath, and quickly whipped up the concentric substance.

It took nearly a month of concentricity on Zi Yunchen, and Luo Qingyin only spent half of it this time.

After extracting the last trace of concentric essence, she suddenly increased the fire and burned her unconscious again, and then called Ren Xian over.

When Ren Xian saw Xie Ninglei, it was like seeing a bone, and he almost pounced.

Luo Qingyin pursed his lips.

Sure enough, it is worthy of Ren Da pervert.

After handing over the person to him, she went back to her room and handed over the essence of concentric essence to the seven-grade spirit monkey who was in charge of heart-to-heart wine, and flew to a poisonous peak to see Ren Xian as a puppet.

Ren Xian's method of being a puppet is more ruthless than Zhou Heizi, and he doesn't even need to "ask how sad you can be".

He first fed Xie Ninglei medicine to maintain her physical functions, and then reached out and grabbed Xie Ninglei's eyebrows, urging the exercises to forcibly pull out Xie Ninglei's soul!

In Luo Qingyin's puzzled and surprised gaze, he turned his wrist and stuffed his soul into the flute.

Luo Qingyin suddenly felt terrified.

Usually he has nothing to do with the flute to play, and the flute is very transparent and delicate, she always thought that he was raising the flute with his body, but it turned out that he was raising the flute with his soul.

What a pervert!

After stuffing the flute, the transparent nose immediately turned completely black.

Ren Xian happily sat down in the courtyard, took out the black mask carved with the pattern of the devil and put it on, held the flute with pale eyes, put it to his lips and blew it.

The rhythm is low and slow, quiet and serious, and it is a requiem that he plays at the pear blossom white "funeral".

The sound of the flute scattered with the evening breeze in all corners of the Ming Gate......

People who are familiar with Ren Xian don't care, and continue to study their things, and those who are not familiar with Ren Xian are all frightened, thinking that something has happened again.

"What's going on?"

"Who died?"

"Why didn't you get notice?"

Luo Qingyin, who was watching, had no choice but to reassure everyone: "Nothing happened, it's just a whim." ”

Everyone looked stunned.

Blowing a requiem on a whim scares a person to death!

Ren is a big pervert, too capricious.

When everyone went back, Ren Xian had already finished playing a requiem.

Luo Qingyin looked at him with interest, and saw that he had pulled Xie Ninglei's spirit out of the flute and stuffed it back into Xie Ninglei's body.

After a while, Xie Ninglei's fingers moved slightly, her eyelids moved slightly, and she woke up.

The blank eyes are clear and clean, like a newborn baby.

She sat up, looked at Ren Xian, looked at Luo Qingyin, and then looked at the surrounding environment, got up and saluted Ren Xian: "Master." ”

Ren Xian pointed at Luo Qingyin and introduced: "This is Fairy Luo." ”

Xie Ninglei saluted her like a rabbit: "Meet Fairy Luo." ”

Luo Qingyin: "......"

Luo Qingyin looked at Xie Ninglei with a scrutinizing gaze, Xie Ninglei didn't react, just stood behind Ren Xian with her eyebrows lowered, waiting quietly for orders like a maid.

Ren Xian smiled at Luo Qingyin: "What do you want to see?" ”

Luo Qingyin pursed his lips: "That's it?" ”

"Or else? She is now completely in control of me, and she does not dare to go west when she is told to go east. Ren Xian took out the flute that had been restored to transparency, "I'll let her dance to show you." ”

The melodious sound of the flute sounded again.

Xie Ninglei listened to the beat, and suddenly walked to the open space in front of him and danced.

Smiling, eyes full of affection, long sleeves and light man, thin waist and limbs, feet staggering, like a fairy stepping on the moon, in the flute interpretation of joys and sorrows......

Luo Qingyin looked at her dancing posture with her cheeks, watched her finish dancing, and Ying Ying blessed Ren Xian: "Master, do people dance well?" ”

Suddenly, I wanted to vomit the overnight meal.

Xie Ninglei, who suddenly became well-behaved, is really ......

Last hour, Xie Ninglei was still clamoring to be a ghost and wouldn't let her go.

Shaking her head, she reminded, "You have to be careful, beauty misleads people." ”

"Did you say her?" Ren Xian scoffed, "After all, her soul is an empty shell, I am manipulating, will Benjun look at an empty shell?" ”

Luo Qingyin: "......"

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Ren Xian lightly hooked her fingers, and Xie Ninglei immediately fell stiffly to the ground...... Face to face.

"Look, this is a puppet." Ren Xian smiled and said: "Come, you play a tune, and Benjun will dance the dance just now to show you." ”

Luo Qingyin waved his hand and said, "Dare to love you, you just attacked yourself!" ”

Ren Xian was dissatisfied: "Fairy Luo, you are really annoying to talk." ”

Luo Qingyin shrugged: "I don't know how to play the flute." ”

"Playing the piano?" Ren Xian looked at her sideways, his fingertips were a little on the ring, and a guqin appeared in front of him out of thin air, and he pushed it in her direction, "Come on." ”

Luo Qingyin shook his head: "I don't know how to play the piano." ”

Ren Xian raised his eyebrows: "Then what instrument will you be?" ”

Luo Qingyin coughed lightly: "I don't know any musical instruments." ”

Ren Xian suddenly looked at her with strange eyes: "If you don't know one or two musical instruments, is it still a girl's family?" ”

Luo Qingyin said confidently: "I was a fool before I was fourteen years old, and after normal times, I was busy cultivating, alchemy, and arranging formations, how could I have such idle time?" ”

It's right to think about it.

Anyone who makes a career at a young age, whether male or female, has a pitifully lacking entertainment life.

He slapped his palm lightly: "It's too late to learn now, and Benjun will teach you in the future?" ”

"No, no, I don't have the heart to learn."

You can't learn from him!

If you learn from him, Zi Yunchen will have to make a fuss.

Luo Qingyin waved his hand and changed the subject: "What are you going to do about Xie Ninglei?" ”

Ren Xian didn't have the opportunity to show dance in front of her, and he couldn't become her instrument teacher, so he was a little depressed: "Do you still need to plan?" Benjun has been at home for too long recently, it's time to go out for a walk, and Benjun will take her out tomorrow. When the people from the Tianluo Temple saw her, they should automatically come to the door. ”

Luo Qingyin looked at the puppet on the ground, and finally realized that the three words "Xie Ninglei" that had once pressed on her heart like a mountain had completely disappeared.

Xie Ninglei, who had almost killed her, who had slaughtered Jin Wei, who had killed the snow ginseng doll back to a year old, and who had seriously injured Zi Yunchen and was lying for two months, could no longer bring her any harm.

It is impossible for the other party to covet Zi Yunchen anymore!

In the future, Xie Ninglei is no longer her enemy.

Rather, it was a sword of her revenge against the Tianluo Temple.

As soon as her mood was relaxed, she immediately felt the Xuan Qi in her body stirring, which was actually a sign of promotion.

Exhaling slightly, she nodded at Ren Xian, and with a wave of the phoenix feather boat, she flew into the air.

Before Wuhou, as long as the cultivation was achieved, promotion was a matter of course.

It was different after Wuhou.

Mao Dun Literature