In the courtyard, the second lady was sitting there with her legs folded, and the stagnant water around her was converging and spinning around her, like a spirit.

She's pranayama.

The second young lady, Mu Qingshuang, couldn't help but complain: "What the hell is this woman with a gun, I can't even beat it."

"Wait, this ...... with a gun."

The eldest lady sat there, looking out from time to time, looking dejected.

"You let people chase it, and now you can't let it go, according to the development of the script, the negative man should run away." The second lady scoffed.

The eldest lady pinched the corner of her clothes, shook her head and said, "No, Ah Duan will come back."

Mu Qingshuang looked powerless to complain, and said, "The dead woman in red just now won't be Ye Ning, right?"

Only then did the eldest lady hear her sister's words clearly, and said, "She is the Holy Maiden of the Taichu Sect."

The second lady sighed, "It turned out to be her."

In the small circle formed by her and another saint, Chen Ruxue, as well as Miss Gong and others, one person is often mentioned, and that is Ye Ning.

They live in a relatively stable south, they like to fight, and they are willing to fight, but compared to the genius who goes in and out of dangerous places like Ye Ning, they are a little worse after all.

The little palace master Mu Qingshuang has always thought that the gap between himself and the other party is only in terms of actual combat experience, but today the two of them fought each other, and they didn't get any bargains, which shows the gap.

But the difference between my sister is that my sister only has a lover in her heart, while my sister is thinking about the gap in cultivation.

It wasn't until then that she reacted and said, "Wait, that negative man's marksmanship is also the same thing, how did this dog man and woman get together?"

In order to create a false identity for Jing Yue before, the little palace master investigated Jing Yue and knew that he was definitely not from Shudi, and Ye Ning had never been to the south.

The eldest lady said thoughtfully, "This, you don't understand ......."

Second Miss Mu Qingshuang couldn't help but say fiercely: "Why don't I understand, you understand?"

The eldest lady didn't want to hide it from her sister, and said, "Ah Duan should have entered the holy ......."

Mu Qingshuang gasped and said, "Can you stop saying such indecent things? They've all come to this point, and you're making me uncomfortable."

The eldest lady said, "It's that serious, well, it's not very serious, I've been like this, anyway......"

"Say no more."

The second lady covered her chest and interrupted.

The clown is me?

That is, this nominally her man, as a result, has been slept with by two women, and nothing has happened to her, just drilling.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look a little green.

The next moment, she drew her saber and said in a fit of jealousy, "When the dog thief returns, I will stab him a few times."

"No, sister."

The eldest lady said nervously and concernedly.

The second young lady was so angry that she almost jumped to her feet, and complained, "You were dragging your feet just now, otherwise why wouldn't we be able to take that mother-in-law."

The eldest lady lowered her head and did not refute, with a sad and pitiful look.

Seeing this, the second lady could only say, "I'm really convinced of you, what's the point of waiting like this, what do you want to eat, I'll do it."

The eldest lady couldn't help but look outside, the iron pot she had just bought had been broken.

......

[Congratulations, the Holy Maiden has been with you "unto death."] ]

[No, the Holy Maiden has a "blood feud" with you.] ]

[Congratulations, the Holy Maiden has been with you "unto death."] ]

[No, the Holy Maiden has a "blood feud" with you.] ]

......

In my consciousness, the relationship between the saint girl and herself has been jumping sideways, as if there is a BUG.

This shows how complicated Ye Ning's feelings for him are.

Jing Yue looked at these, not sad but happy, unswerving to death, or deep hatred in the sea of blood,

It's all good signs.

The other party he was most afraid of was like ashes to him and had no feelings.

Walking on the road, Jing Yue found himself back to the place where he had gone shopping with the eldest lady before.

There, the blacksmith shop that sold the pot was still open, and he thought that the previous iron pot seemed to have been broken, so he bought another one.

After that, he put the pot on his head and went home.

For such a move, passers-by frequently looked sideways, but Jing Yue didn't care.

The Holy Maiden must be recovered.

And the one in the family must be comforted.

Since all the women can't let go, then he wants them all.

In fact, he knows that whether it is with the eldest lady or with the holy girl, the feelings between him and the other party are sincere, innocent, and pure love.

It's just that he has encountered a small problem at present, that is, the saintess is too pure in love, and her personality is relatively strong, and such a temperament does not allow her to coexist with the eldest lady.

And the eldest lady is much gentler, and she should be able to accept him to love two at the same time, no, if the county lord girl comes, I'm afraid she will have three.

Of course, the nightmare in the cellar the night before had left him with some lingering palpitations.

But the dreams are all the opposite, and the eldest lady will definitely not have a problem.

So what he needs to do now is to stabilize the situation and then try to reconcile the saintess and girls.

He has confidence in himself, as the saying goes, "As long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle will be sharpened into a needle." , he doesn't believe that he can't grind out a pure love and completely compatible relationship.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but speed up his pace against the pot, and in his consciousness, the relationship that was repeatedly jumping horizontally finally stabilized at "Congratulations, the holy girl has been with you to death."

Seeing this line of information, Jing Yue couldn't help but wave his arm encouragingly.

......

Ye Ning walked in the night, from the deserted alley to the lively street, and then from the lively street to the quiet alley.

At this time, most of the houses in the city had rested, and occasionally one or two lights spilled through the cracks in the doors and windows, and it was an orange warmth.

She once hoped that she and the thief could have such a house and a lamp, but unfortunately she was taken first.

Thinking of this, she was full of hatred for Jing Yue for a while, but she hated and remembered the past, and then turned into joy again, and then ......

This night, she only felt that her heart was like a fish fried in a pot, which was very painful and difficult.

She said cruel things to the thief, no longer had feelings for him, and wanted to forget about him in the sea of people and rivers and lakes.

But she knew that she still couldn't let go.

"Damn, damn."

No one can describe the state of mind of the Holy Maiden at this moment, only she can appreciate the sourness and complexity in it.

She only thinks that the love between men and women is the most complicated, the most passionate, the sweetest, and the most painful existence in the world.

It's more painful than being stabbed all over your body.

That snow-like hair represents her complex state of mind that she can't lose, lose and want.

Suddenly, Ye Ning stood in front of an alley.

The blood from the wound had not dried, and the pain in her heart was even worse, like a blue fire burning, and she suddenly understood that what remained unchanged in this world was impermanence.

She found that she had touched the threshold.

The blood from her wound flowed to the palm of her hand, creating a strange resonance with her body.

This kind of resonance is not the kind of blood that kills the word, as if this blood also has a heartbeat, like a burning flame in the heart.

With a bang, the blood in the palm of his palm burned, turning into a faint blue flame, and the pupils of Ye Ning also turned into a dark blue color.

So in the night, it was a woman with snow-haired blue eyes and a netherworld blue fire burning in her palm.

"If you have a chance, you must use this fire to burn your scumbag's heart!"

With a snort, Ye Ning pinched his palm, and the blue fire in his palm was extinguished.

At this moment, the night condensed into four

realm, comprehend the small supernatural power "impermanent karmic fire".