Chapter 233: Yun Niang

"It's nothing more than being reduced to her confinement for her to practice the art of replenishment."

Ren Pingsheng shrugged his shoulders and said lightly.

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The corners of Mo Qian's eyes twitched, and he was speechless for a while.

After a while, he said, "Are you serious?" โ€

"Or else?"

Ren Pingsheng spread his hands, looking downish on life and death, and said: "Anyway, this is not the first time this kind of thing has been done in this world. โ€

He's done it for someone else before?

Mo Qian was slightly stunned, glanced Ren Pingsheng up and down, and his expression became a little strange.

When Ren Pingsheng saw this, he immediately understood her thoughts, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't bother to explain.

It took a while for Mo Qian to react.

Ren Pingsheng refers to the last time he asked himself to borrow dragon blood and let him do the Ding Furnace thing.

"Since you don't even mind being a confinement for others, why don't you make a few more days of Ding Furnace for this seat?"

Mo Qian looked at Ren Pingsheng, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he said half-jokingly.

Ren Pingsheng glanced at her up and down with the same eyes, and said lukewarmly: "Why do you think you are more attractive than the sect master of the Hehuan Sect?" โ€

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Hearing this, Mo Qian's eyelids jumped and said, "At least to be the Ding Furnace of this seat, you will not lose your cultivation, and you will not have to worry about your life." โ€

"So what?"

"Are you angry?"

Mo is shallow and realizes.

He deliberately said this because he was teased by himself before and held a grudge.

Ren Pingsheng heard this, but he let out a sneer and said: "This son just thinks that you are very boring if you don't speak directly, don't you just want to meet the sect master of the Hehuan Sect for a while, why go around and guide this son to ask you for help?" โ€

Mo Qian, who was pointed out on his mind, was powerless to refute for a while, so he could only snort coldly and said: "Seeing that you are so confident, those who don't know still think that you are a fourth-grade martial artist." โ€

"Miss Mo is right, it's the arrogance of this son."

Ren Pingsheng didn't care about the way.

Seeing this, Mo Qian became angry, and said angrily: "Don't think that it is great to beat this seat in the competition, within half a year, this seat will definitely surpass you!" โ€

"Hmm."

Ren Pingsheng didn't seem to take this sentence to heart at all, bowed his head slightly, and asked casually, "Does Miss Mo have anything else?" If not, please leave, this world is going to cultivate. โ€

Mo Qian said angrily: "You just forcibly kidnapped this seat from the street, and you started cultivating without doing anything, and you are not afraid of being detected and startling the snake?" โ€

Ren Pingsheng looked at Mo Qian, and his eyebrows raised slightly: "What does Miss Mo mean?" โ€

Mo Qian said: "At least you have to make some noise and make some movement, right?" โ€

Ren Pingsheng smiled between his eyebrows, and teased: "It seems that Miss Mo understands it very well." โ€

"You Terrans have a saying, you haven't eaten pork, and you've never seen a pig run...... During the time I was in the Mansion, I watched this seat every day......"

Halfway through the words, I realized that I was talking about something nonsense, my face was slightly hot, and my voice stopped abruptly.

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Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng had a question mark on his face.

During that time of the relationship, this guy has been eavesdropping outside?

On second thought, she had to listen.

After all, it's chained.

But.

At that time, I hadn't determined that she was a demon clan, and I didn't know that she was Mo Qian, so I didn't think about it so much, and directly tied her to the door.

Now that I think about it, it seems, probably, maybe...... It seems to be a bit perverted.

The two were silent for a moment, tacitly not continuing the topic.

"Since Miss Mo has seen a pig run, then there is no need for this son to teach by himself."

Ren Pingsheng looked at Mo Qian, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Miss Mo...... Please. โ€

Don't look at Mo Qian's charming appearance on weekdays, but in fact, he has no relevant experience at all.

Facing Ren Pingsheng, how could he imitate it.

The fair-skinned face was slightly red, and he pretended to be calm: "Is this kind of thing only up to this seat?" โ€

Ren Pingsheng said: "Miss Mo is reasonable...... In this case, let's make a sample first. โ€

After speaking, he began to gasp and make all kinds of strange sounds.

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Mo Qian's face instantly turned red, and his silver teeth clenched.

I wanted to refuse, but I didn't want Ren Pingsheng to see a joke, saying that she had been in Qingqiu Mountain for so long, but she didn't even understand this.

Hesitated for a few seconds.

Her red lips opened slightly, and she made a sound.

I don't know if it's because of nervousness or shame, the original charming and magnetic voice sounded very hoarse.

"Poofโ€”"

Ren Pingsheng couldn't hold back his laughter.

"You!"

Mo Qian already felt ashamed, and when he saw him laughing at himself, he couldn't tolerate it anymore, and gritted his teeth and said: "This seat is too lazy to play these games with you again, if the sect master of the Hehuan Sect notices an abnormality, it has nothing to do with this seat." โ€

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

This time.

Ren Pingsheng reached out and grabbed her arm, and said with a smile: "What does Miss Mo mean...... Is the fake show really done? โ€

Mo Qian's body stiffened slightly, but he still pretended to be calm, turned his head to look at Ren Pingsheng, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "I'm not in the mood now, and when I return to Qingqiu Mountain, I'll have a lot of time...... Play with you. โ€

There was a deliberate pause before the last two words were spoken, and the pronunciation was accentuated.

Ren Pingsheng could see at a glance that she was very guilty, but he didn't expose it again, and explained with a smile: "The people of the Hehuan Sect in the Lanxiang Pavilion have already gone to ventilate and report the news, and they can't come back for a while. โ€

Mo Qian was slightly stunned: "Do you know who is the person from the Hehuan Sect in the Lanxiang Pavilion?" โ€

Ren Pingsheng said: "It's okay for them to deceive others with their tricks, but if they want to deceive the commander of the Demon Suppression Division, it's still a little worse." โ€

"Who is the commander of the Demon Suppression Division?"

Mo Qian asked with a puzzled expression.

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Ren Pingsheng was silent for a few seconds before replying: "Below." โ€

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Mo Qian was also silent for a few seconds, and let out an "oh".

Then he asked, "What's next?" โ€

Ren Pingsheng said: "Cultivate, and then wait for the roster." โ€

"Here?"

Mo Qian asked.

Ren Pingsheng bowed slightly: "Next, before the sect master of the Hehuan Sect appears, he has to be wronged by Miss Mo to live in Lanxiang Pavilion." โ€

Mo Qian said: "You didn't let this seat stay with you before. โ€

"I just lived in Lanxiang Pavilion, and I didn't let you accompany me."

"That's not going to work either."

Mo Qian looked resolute, and seeing that Ren Pingsheng had no reaction, he added: "You have to add money!" โ€

Ren Pingsheng asked: "How much?" โ€

Mo Qian said: "Do this seat for a month more." โ€

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Ren Pingsheng was silent for a second, and agreed: "Deal." โ€

See him compromise.

Mo Qian's eyebrows were raised, and his expression seemed to say, after sparing so many circles, he didn't have to agree to this seat in the end.

Ren Pingsheng didn't expect Mo Qian to have such a childish side, so he couldn't help but glance at her more.

Mo Qian noticed his expression, immediately restrained a lot, put on a charming appearance again, sat down on the bed, and said with a smile: "This seat is here to rest for a while, don't peek at this seat ...... the eldest prince."

"Hmm."

Ren Pingsheng ignored her drama, bowed slightly, sat on the Taishi chair, and closed his eyes to practice.

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Mo Qian looked at his back and opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

I felt that if I spoke first, I would be a little behind, so I didn't speak, just lay on the bed and closed my eyes.

I don't know why.

Mo Qian always felt that Ren Pingsheng's bed had a special smell, which made people feel unusually relieved.

After lying on the pillow for a while, she felt sleepiness attack and gradually fell asleep.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Open your eyes again.

It was the next morning.

Warm sunlight shines through the window on the head of the bed.

Mo Qian's eyelashes trembled, and when he saw that the surrounding environment was a little unfamiliar, his heart suddenly jumped, and the whole person immediately became alert.

A few seconds later.

Memories of yesterday came flooding back.

Only then did she let her guard down and turned her head to look to the side.

Not far away.

Ren Pingsheng was still sitting on the Taishi chair, cultivating quietly, and even his posture did not change.

"This guy really didn't even look at this seat!"

Mo Qian pouted, unspeakably awkward in his heart, and at the same time inexplicably a little annoyed, wanting to punch Ren Pingsheng.

That's when it happened.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

This was followed by a soft call.

"Bai Gongzi is awake?"

The voice came.

Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes, looked at the door, and replied lukewarmly: "Say." โ€

"Childe, the head of Xia Zhutou in the yamen is here, saying that he is here to send you something, which you asked for before."

It was the old bustard of the Lanxiang Pavilion who spoke.

Ren Pingsheng said: "Got it, let her come up." โ€

"Okay, Childe, you can wait ......"

The old bustard replied and walked away.

on the bed.

Mo Qian was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly reacted and asked, "Are you going to let her in?" โ€

Ren Pingsheng asked rhetorically: "Otherwise? โ€

Mo Qian said: "What about this seat?" โ€

Ren Pingsheng turned his head to look at her, and said with a smile: "Hasn't Miss Mo seen a pig run, what should I do, and I still want to teach?" โ€

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Hearing this, Mo Qian suddenly regretted using that Terran proverb before.

Despite this, she still put on an experienced appearance and raised her head slightly: "This seat naturally knows how to do it, and I don't need you to teach me." โ€

Follow.

Stripped of the long skirt and leaving only an inner lining, he curled himself up in the futon, leaving only his fair shoulders and slender collarbones.

Needless to say, it's like that.

Ren Pingsheng glanced at her and was about to comment.

Before he could speak, the footsteps sounded again.

Then there was Xia Zhutou's voice: "I want to see my lord!" โ€

As always, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Come in."

The voice fell.

The door was pushed open.

Xia Zhutou walked into the room and glanced at the bed with his peripheral vision.

I saw that the beautiful woman who was abducted from the street yesterday was curled up in the futon, with tears in the corners of her eyes clearly visible, and her expression was in a trance.

The corners of his mouth seemed to be bitten by himself, and blood was pouring out.

See this scene.

She no longer doubted, sighed in her heart, retracted her gaze, looked at Ren Pingsheng, presented a booklet with both hands, and said lukewarmly: "My lord, here are the names of the people counted by the yamen in the past few days." โ€

"Well, put it here."

Ren Pingsheng said, stood up, walked to Xia Zhutou, looked down at her condescendingly, and said with a serious face: "With your strength, it is really aggrieved to be a head catcher in this small city." โ€

Xia Zhutou silently took a step back, kept a certain distance from him, and said, "If you go back to your adult, you don't feel wronged by your humble position." โ€

"Don't you really think?"

Ren Pingsheng raised his eyebrows and asked.

Xia Zhutou said: "Guarding the safety of one party and benefiting the people, I don't feel anything bad about my humble position, and I don't feel wronged."

Ren Pingsheng bowed his head slightly and said, "Okay, very good, very good...... The Jingshi Demon Division lacks talents like you. โ€

Speaking of this, after a pause, Fang continued: "The commander of the Jingshi Town Demon Division is a close friend of Ben Gongzi, and letting you join the Jingshi Town Demon Division is just a matter of one sentence for Ben Gongzi. โ€

Demon Suppressor ......

Xia Zhutou seemed to have heard this name for the first time, and was slightly stunned.

Although she hadn't heard much of this yamen before.

But just from the name, you can also hear that the status of this Demon Suppression Division must be much stronger than that of the local yamen.

It is even very likely to be compared with Jinyiwei.

Otherwise, the little grandfather in front of him would not have been able to mention it deliberately.

Time.

She couldn't make up her mind.

Exactly whether to refuse or not.

After all.

She knew it in her heart.

The Sect Master has always wanted to expand the influence of the Hehuan Sect.

If he can join the Demon Suppression Division, it will undoubtedly be a good thing for the Hehuan Sect.

The other side.

Ren Pingsheng saw that her expression was struggling slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and said, "You should understand what this son means."

You are a six-pin martial artist, there are some things, this son can't ask for it, you go back and think about it, and then give this son an answer when you have the answer. โ€

These words were told to her almost explicitly.

Spend a few more nights with my son.

This son is happy, and he can naturally guarantee you to enter the Demon Suppression Division.

Xia Zhutou naturally understood the meaning of this statement, and after being silent for a few seconds, he arched his hand and said, "I understand my humble position." โ€

"Okay, let's go down."

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng didn't say anything more and waved his hand.

"Retire from your duties!"

Xia Zhutou saluted and turned to leave.

Before leaving, Yu Guang glanced at the woman on the bed again.

Seeing that her expression was as stunned as ever, she pursed her lips and couldn't help but speed up her pace.

A moment later.

Confirm that Xia Zhutou is far away.

Ren Pingsheng turned his head to look at Mo Qian on the bed, and praised sincerely: "Miss Mo is worthy of being born in Qingqiu Mountain, and her acting skills are really vivid." โ€

Mo Qian's praise for him was very useful, and he raised his head slightly, and said: "This seat has not yet used up one percent of its strength. โ€

After speaking, he corrected: "Also, Qingqiu Mountain is good at illusion, not the way of excellence. โ€

"Well, it's amazing, it's amazing."

Ren Pingsheng complimented him a few more words, picked up the booklet on the table, and turned to the first page.

After a general glance, a name immediately caught his attention.

"Yun Niang ......"

That's when it happened.

Mo Qian stepped out of the bed, walked barefoot behind him, and asked curiously, "With so many names, can you tell who is from the Hehuan Sect?" โ€

"I can't see it, I can only guess."

"And guess who?"

Mo Qian asked curiously.

Ren Pingsheng stretched out his hand and pointed to a person's name and said, "She." โ€

Mo Qian looked at the situation and muttered, "Yun Niang......"

After a pause, he asked, "Why her?" โ€

Ren Pingsheng said: "The rest of the names are either too awkward or too common, but the word Yun Niang is catchy and can be remembered at a glance." โ€

Mo Qian was stunned for a moment, glanced at it again, and found that it was really the case.

Even if you watch it twice.

The only name she can remember is this Yun Niang! (End of chapter)