After listening to this monk's words, maybe it was because of the strength of the wine, or simply because he wanted to see Chu Zige.

Shangguan Ningyu's drunken eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned around and walked towards the place pointed by the monk.

When I left the restaurant, it was already night.

The night rain near the Mid-Autumn Festival is not as soft and dense as the spring rain, but gradually has a tendency to turn into a fierce summer rain, and the water on the bluestone street has overflowed the feet half an hour after the rain.

Shangguan Ningyu's steps were a little shaky, and he finally came to an inn and saw a familiar black horse in the stable.

She stopped, silent for a long time.

——In her heart, she became more and more curious about Chu Zige.

I met him several times, without exception, and all of them caught a glimpse of him reprimanding his maid with a very shameful fetish.

But a person like Chu Zige would openly say his lofty ambition in front of the Gongshan Hall, and he would stand up to stop Long Jun on the cargo ship and save nearly a thousand ordinary monks......

I think of the crimson on my cheeks every time Shizun mentions him...... Shangguan Ningyu pursed her lips and muttered:

"Which one is the real one?"

“......”

It was all hearsay, and she wanted to ask him face to face.

Taking a deep breath, she wiped the rain from her cheeks, straightened her rain-soaked skirt, and walked into the inn.

"Shopkeeper, is there a boy in a white shirt with embroidered begonias living here?"

“......”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he looked at this fairy-like figure who suddenly appeared with a little suspicion.

He couldn't be more impressed by the boy in her mouth, it was shocking enough to go upstairs to play a 'three farts', why didn't he work for a while, and another one came?

He sighed, and after saying the room number, he turned around and continued to look at the account books of the last few days, muttering:

"Now this young man is playing with real flowers."

"Nine holes, where did you get so many horns?"

“......”

......

Inside the inn, wisps of green smoke floated.

"Hmm~"

"Your Excellency...... Spare Nanhime. ”

Nan Ji hugged her arms tightly and curled up in the corner in front of the bed, staring at the flickering candle flame in front of her with teary eyes.

There were a few slight redness and swelling between the collarbones, and the crystal extended downward until the umbilicus between her belly pockets gathered a touch of ocean.

"Nan Ji, don't dare anymore."

“......”

Chu Zige looked coldly at her undulating mountains, in the dimness, the big white dumplings loomed, under the faded Luo socks, the feet were very slender, and the pale cyan blood vessels were faintly visible, and the ten jade toes were as crystal as pearls.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he suddenly understood why someone had a 'foot fetish'.

", there's no next time."

He suppressed a little throbbing in his heart, and kept reminding himself that this was not a weak woman who could be bullied, as long as he had half a point overstep, he would fall to the ground.

"Adult~"

"Nan Ji...... If you know it's wrong, don't punish Nan Ji anymore......"

“......”

Just when Chu Zige felt that everything was coming to an end, she murmured softly and pulled herself back to reality.

From her Xia Fei's cheeks and the depths of her pupils with a little expectation, Chu Zige saw the desire that was not concealed at all, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva violently.

- What exactly is this phoenix trying to do? Isn't this punishment enough?

A trace of fine sweat broke out on Chu Zige's forehead, he took a deep breath, slammed the oil lamp in his hand on the table, and said coldly:

"I told you to speak?"

He raised his hand and swung it forward.

"Smack-"

Skin-to-skin contact, touching her slightly cool body, Nan Ji bit her thin lip lightly and snorted.

I don't know if Chu Zige's hands are too rough, or her skin is too sensitive, leaving a large area of red where she slipped over, wanton tears poured out along her eyes, and her voice was hoarse with begging:

"I really know ...... wrong"

Bang –

The door to the inn was opened.

Chu Zige subconsciously trembled and followed the voice.

The woman in a smoky purple dress stood there coldly, holding a slender silver sword in her hand, frowning, with a coldness on her cheeks that did not eat the incense of the world, looking at the scene in front of her expressionlessly.

"Shangguan Ningyu?"

"Why is she here?"

Stomp –

Her splendid boots were wrapped in rainwater, leaving two lines of water trails from the door.

Shangguan Ningyu's narrow eyes narrowed, and he looked at the scene in front of him with shame.

Just took such a step, and walked in the direction of Chu Zige step by step.

Then she took out a snow-colored fox fur from the ring and draped it on Nan Ji's body silently.

The candles flickered constantly, and the rain outside the window became heavier and heavier.

Boom –

A bolt of lightning flashed through the crane paper window and shone on her cheek:

"I thought I had misunderstood you, but I heard the news about you in the restaurant, and my heart has changed my opinion of you."

"But that's hearsay, after all."

“......”

Shangguan Ningyu's silver long sword was already unsheathed, humming and trembling.

"Chu Zige, where is your conscience for abusing women like this?"

"Are you right?"

“......”

Sonorous –

The next moment, her long sword was already on Chu Zige's shoulder, and the arm holding the sword was more and more scorching, making her convinced that this woman named Nan Ji was her love calamity.

Chu Zige looked at Nan Ji in the afterglow and saw that her eyes seemed to have outlined a bit of playful playfulness.

There was a slight pang in my heart.

He knew that he had no way out at the moment, and instead of being speechless, it was better to play this drama to the end.

Shangguan Ningyu said coldly:

"If it is not between sects, it is forbidden to kill each other."

"I'm going to behead you today."

“......”

His brows were slightly furrowed, his figure was erect, and there was only a calm look on his angular face, and he didn't see any worry and panic, so he looked at Shangguan Ningyu, grabbed the long sword on his shoulder with two fingers, and pressed the hilt of the long sword at his waist with his right hand.

The silver embroidered begonia sword body that stood on his shoulder reflected his side face, and Chu Zige said softly:

"So, Senior Sister Shangguan, what do you mean by this?"

"If it's not that the junior brother is a disciple of the Taixu Sect, do you want to kill the junior brother because of this immortal slave?"

“......”

The candle in front of the bed, flamed like a bean, illuminated the distance between the two of them a few feet.

Shangguan Ningyu's eyes widened instantly, he pursed his lips, his cheeks were covered with coldness, and he said coldly:

"You-"

"I have good words to persuade you, but instead of repenting, you are contradictory?"

"Scum!"

Chu Zige smiled.

With a flick of his fingers, he flicked the long sword off his shoulder, and said lightly:

"How?"

"Senior Sister Shangguan, how the junior brother deals with this immortal slave has nothing to do with you."

“......”

Then, his voice was a little cold, and he met her angry cold eyes, and said quietly:

"Scum, not scum......"

"Senior sister's hand, it's a little long."

“......”